High in the air, ordinary free fall, in the absence of acceleration, the falling speed is about 8.6 meters per second-9.8 meters.

Wang Xu and Fa Bei are standing on the rooftop of the 22-story building, about 65 meters above the ground, and it is expected to reach the ground in seven to eight seconds.

The strong wind brought by the fall blew Wang Xu's clothes.

The two of them didn't just fall, they fought each other while falling.

From the moment they fell, the two of them fell down, and at the same time you went back and forth in the air.

In the corridor on the 16th floor, the little girl who was reprimanded for lying looked out the window pitifully.

Two seconds later, Wang Xu and Fa Bei were fighting and fell from in front of her.

The little girl was stunned for a moment, tried to stand on tiptoes, looked at Wang Xu and the others who were still falling, and said loudly: "Mom, look, Niuniu is not deceiving, there is really a bald superman!" ”

Fifty acres, forty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters...

The fall continues, and the fight continues.

The more Wang Xu hit, the more frightened he became, and when he was ten meters away from the ground, he glanced at the still unmoved Fa Sad, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Cloud ladder!" There were still three or four meters from the ground, Wang Xu's toes were on the instep, and Dapeng flew up like wings.

Seeing Wang Xu using light skills, Fa Bei smiled a little, and the clothes on his body instantly swelled.

Rumble!!!

With a roar, Fa Bei fell heavily to the ground even if he buffered it.

Wang Xu fluttered beside Fa Bei, looked at Fa Bei's twisted and deformed legs, and said, "Uncle Shi, why bother? ”

"Amitabha, if I don't win you once, how can you let my disciple go?" When Fa Bei performed light skills to slow down, he was only one or two meters from the ground, and he didn't know Wudang's longitudinal cloud ladder, even if he dissolved most of the strength, his legs still didn't survive.

Looking at the bones that pierced the skin of Fa Bei, Wang Xu sighed, Tang Niu really found a good master.

You must know that in the rapid fall, it is difficult for the person who falls to estimate how high he is from the ground.

When Wang Xu retreated with light power, he was four meters from the ground, but in his opinion, as long as he took a breath, he would fall to the ground.

In this case, Fa Bei knew that his light skills were not good, but he could still stabilize his mind without light skills, it seemed that he was just trying to win a game, but in fact, he was for his apprentices, and he pressed his own life.

Wang Xu had no doubt that if he retreated a meter or two too late, Fa Bei would not fall to his death in order to win him.

"Uncle Fabei is very courageous, this time it was the nephew who lost, and the nephew will return to Shaolin and no longer ask about the matter of Senior Brother Xingkong." Wang Xu clasped his hands together slightly, and whispered, "Uncle take care..."

Looking at the back of Wang Xu leaving, Fa Bei opened his mouth, and had the intention to let Wang Xu send him to the hospital, but the words were a little difficult to speak.

In fact, Wang Xu did this on purpose, and at this point, if he still couldn't see it, Fa Bei had set him up before the competition, and Wang Xu would have lived so old in vain.

Although it is said that defeat is defeat, Fa Bei dares to gamble with his life, and his skills are not as good as others and he has nothing to say.

However, to say that there is no resentment is false, Wang Xu is not a generous person after all, and he has no intention of taking Fa Bei to the doctor at all.

... Shaolin...

"I heard Fa Quan say, you met Xingkong, but when you arrested him, you encountered Fa Bei's obstruction and lost his move?"

"Yes..."

"Any insights?"

"You can't underestimate anyone, and you can't fight a battle that you don't know you are sure of."

In the abbot's room, Wang Xu stood in front of the incense burner, looking at the master of Mengyi who bowed his head and drank tea.

Master Mengyi slowly put down the teacup, looked at Wang Xu with an expressionless face, and sighed: "Fifty years ago, the old abbot died not long ago, I, Senior Brother Mengfan, Senior Brother Mengroe, the three of us stood in front of the old abbot, and the future Shaolin abbot will be selected from the three of us." Senior Brother Monroe was amiable and had no quarrel with the world, and was the first to choose to quit.

I and Brother Mengfan are the only two candidates for the abbot of Shaolin, among which the old abbot is more optimistic about Brother Mengfan, and thinks that I am too utilitarian and worried that it will lead Shaolin astray. At that time, I was not convinced, so I said to Senior Brother Mengfan, the two of us have to compete with each other, and the one who wins can be the abbot. Brother Mengfan agreed, and asked me what to compare, and I said just guess, I have a few toes. ”

At this point, Master Dream stopped talking, but fell into silence.

Wang Xu looked at his expression, the current Shaolin abbot is the master of Mengyi, and the person who loses can only be Mengfan, so he said, "You won?" ”

"Look at it..."

Master Mengyi took off his monk's shoes, revealing his left foot with only four toes, and whispered faintly: "Senior Brother Mengfan grew up with me, how could he not know that I have ten toes, so he guessed wrong. ”

Wang Xu looked at Master Mengyi, who only had four toes on his left foot, and suddenly found that this group of bald donkeys were quite ruthless.

First of all, he would rather fall to death than win his game.

Fifty years ago, for the position of the abbot of Shaolin, he did not hesitate to cut off his toes in the dream, and sure enough, the demon Buddha is one, and the Buddha is also a demon in the depths.

"Senior Brother Mengfan was trapped by love, and disappeared for forty years in a blink of an eye, and now looking back, time flies so fast!"

Master Mengyi put on his shoes, patted Wang Xu's shoulder gently, and whispered: "You are very good, but you are a little younger, go, go, think more about everything next time." ”

"Disciple retire..."Wang Xu clasped his hands together and bowed his head and left the abbot's room.

When he arrived outside the abbot's room, Wang Xu suddenly thought of Master Mengyi, and didn't ask about Da Huandan.

Thinking of the two big pills on his body, Wang Xu hesitated for a moment, but still didn't turn around to ask.

Early the next morning, the Shaolin Temple issued an announcement, announcing that Da Huan Dan had been recovered, and Xingkong was no longer a Shaolin disciple, and he was not allowed to set foot on the mainland again for the rest of his life.

In this announcement, there is no mention of the punishment of Fa Bei, as if nothing had happened.

But after returning to Shaolin, Wang Xu didn't see Fa Bei, and thought that with the character of Master Mengyi, I am afraid that he would not spare him.

Don't ask what shouldn't be asked, Wang Xu's life returned to calm again, just like before the accident.

Get up at five o'clock in the morning and go to the Mahavira Hall at half past five to chant sutras.

At seven o'clock the chanting is over, go to the canteen for breakfast, at half past seven the monk goes to the Manjushri Hall to continue chanting, and the monk goes to the back mountain to practice martial arts.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Xu came back for half a month, and Tang Niu's affairs were also downplayed.

Except for the occasional mention, most of the time, everyone can't remember who this person is.

Wang Xu is also one of them, when he thinks back to Tang Niu, he always feels that this incident has passed for a long time.

If it weren't for the big return pill on his body, who was still silently reminding Wang Xu, I am afraid he would not have thought of a person who left Shaolin and would never come back.

"Tang Niu's matter has calmed down, and even the announcement said that Da Huan Dan has been recovered, and no one should be looking for me anymore on Da Huan Dan, right?"

The Da Huan Dan stolen by Tang Niu has always been on Wang Xu, and no one has asked about it at all.

After waiting for so long, Wang Xu faintly had a guess that these two Great Returning Pills were estimated to be specially reserved for him by the Dream Relic Master.

After all, his current head is in the name of the Mengfan heir.

The previous relationship between Master Mengyi and Master Mengfan was not simple, according to Master Mengyi's own words, they were brothers who grew up as children.

Moreover, when the old abbot was still alive, if he hadn't cheated at the last moment, the position of the Shaolin abbot should have been that of Master Mengfan.

Judging from the attitude of the Dream Relic Master towards himself, he could feel that the Dream Relic Master, and he still felt a little indebted to the Dream Fan in his heart, and since he recognized him as the successor of the Dream Vas, his attitude towards him was very unusual.

"My level of internal strength has touched the threshold of the Great Grandmaster, and the martial arts spirit contained in the Yijin Sutra is self-improvement, which is more in line with myself. With these two Great Returning Pills, coupled with my understanding of the Yi Jin Sutra, it shouldn't be a problem to break through to the Great Grandmaster. ”

If you want to be promoted to the Great Master, you have to find your own way.

If you don't find it, find a secret book of divine skills that conforms to your morality, and you can also embark on the path of a great grandmaster.

For example, the fire foreman Tuo, he is upright and brainless, and he has to jump off the cliff if he loses to Sanfeng Zhenren, and he is not very excited to watch.

But his character is in line with the indomitable progress of Jiuyang Divine Skill, so if he cultivates Jiuyang Divine Skill, he will be able to reach the realm of a great grandmaster.

The same is true for Wang Xu, he has not yet found his own way, but he is not unable to walk this road left by his predecessors.

Although they follow the path of others, the great masters who have achieved under the "same realm" are generally not as powerful as those who open up the path.

But in the current situation, it is not practical to let Wang Xu create a magic skill that directly points to the great master, after all, the magic secret book is not a country trick, and I can create it if I say I want to create.

Similarly, Wang Xu has a shuttle door in his body, and he can constantly shuttle through other planes, and he doesn't need to worry about follow-up exercises.

With decades of retreat and time to create magic secrets, maybe he would already be a martial arts immortal saint.

Judging from the current situation, it is the time for him to accumulate strength, and it is not advisable to hide in the deep mountains and old forests to create divine skills.

After all, he is not Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Sanfeng does not create by himself, there is no way forward at all, but Wang Xu has many choices.

Maybe after more than ten years, I will look back, Zhang Sanfeng is still struggling to find the way forward, stuck on the great grandmaster and cannot be saved, and he is already at the broken level, who can say that his choice is wrong.