One night, one night.

Yang Wenhao didn't even sleep well.

If it weren't for his daughter's face, Yang Wenhao wouldn't have wronged himself like this.

But fortunately, even if he didn't sleep well, Yang Wenhao could get rid of fatigue as long as he adjusted it slightly.

This is the benefit of cultivation.

Because of today's broken formation, Master Fang Zheng had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

"Two donors, please come with me for dinner."

When the two of them came to the cafeteria, they were all plain noodles, and they didn't have much appetite when they looked at it.

Fortunately, Yang Wenhao brought a lot of dry food by himself, although it was not as delicious as big fish and meat, but it was comparable to this tasteless somen noodles.

After eating, everyone came to the martial arts training ground of Shaolin Temple.

The place here is very large, and it is usually used by the monks of Shaolin Temple to practice martial arts.

Looking at the monks next to him who had bronze skin all over their bodies as if they had been plated with copper, the visual impact was still very strong.

There are eighteen in total, one is not much, and one is not many, which is the eighteen bronze people of Shaolin.

"Please let the donor come in." Master Fang Zheng smiled faintly and motioned for Yang Wenhao to go to the middle.

Eighteen bronze men, it is rumored that he was crowned for saving the Tang King that year.

But Yang Wenhao is not clear.

Those who can break through the eighteen bronze people are all heroes who make the Jianghu people their thumbs!

Yang Wenhao did not carry any weapons when he first went into battle, and even the long sword he originally carried before going up the mountain was in the hands of Dongfang Undefeated.

Dongfang Undefeated looked at Yang Wenhao very suspiciously, obviously Yang Wenhao's strongest is swordsmanship, but he doesn't use a sword, which is a little unbelievable.

Master Fang Zheng stood aside and watched calmly.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, those motionless bronze people shouted and rushed towards Yang Wenhao at the same time.

"Sure enough"

Although Yang Wenhao didn't understand the formation, he could also see that the direction of these bronze men's attacks was all over the southeast, northwest, and northwest, and what they wanted was to lock Yang Wenhao inside.

"Tai Chi!"

The Shaolin Eighteen Bronze People are very rigid when they hear the name, and the reality is the same.

So Yang Wenhao chose to use Tai Chi to fight.

Eighteen bronze people have been together all the time since they were selected, eating, and practicing martial arts.

Every time Yang Wenhao moved, the eighteen bronze figures around him took a step closer.

Dodged this punch and came another.

In terms of fighting alone, none of these eighteen bronze men is Yang Wenhao's opponent, but after the formation, he can fight with Yang Wenhao for hundreds of rounds without losing the wind.

After hundreds of rounds of fighting, the two sides still did not decide the winner.

It seems that the two sides are evenly matched, but there are two top masters standing on the side, and the truth of the matter can be seen at a glance.

Yang Wenhao used Taijiquan to constantly wander in the eighteen bronze formations, and it happened that the eighteen bronze formations were dominated by rigidity, and Taijiquan was to overcome rigidity with softness, and the eighteen bronze men had already lost at the beginning.

The reason why it has to drag on for so long is nothing more than to let Yang Wenhao practice more and improve his proficiency in Taijiquan.

Yang Wenhao, under the stimulation of the Eighteen Bronze Figures, the proficiency of Tai Chi increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the end, a bronze man's internal strength couldn't support it and Yang Wenhao used his strength to punch him away, and in an instant, the entire bronze man array had been broken and became unworthy of the name.

But the remaining seventeen bronze people were not convinced, and they still wanted to defeat Yang Wenhao in their hearts.

"Stop."

Master Fang Zheng's deep voice came, instantly stopping those bronze figures.

"The eighteen bronze men of my Shaolin Temple are not the opponents of the donor, please move the donor and fight again later."

Hearing this, Yang Wenhao showed a look of unfinished business.

He was practicing comfortably, and he was stopped, which seemed very boring.

"Master Yang, if Lao Wei is not mistaken, Lord Yang should be using Wudang's Taijiquan."

The martial arts used by Yang Wenhao was seen through by Master Fang Zheng at a glance, but this did not surprise Yang Wenhao too much.

Master Fang Zheng and the Chongxu Daoist of the Wudang faction are close friends, so he can naturally see the Wudang mastery used by Yang Wenhao.

"Well, don't hide it from the master, it's Tai Chi." Yang Wenhao nodded slightly in acknowledgement.

Master Fang Zheng asked, "Dare to ask Master Yang Shi about his name?" ”

Yang Wenhao smiled faintly: "The family teacher is an idle cloud and wild crane, and he likes to travel the world, not to tell too much." ”

Hearing this, Master Fang Zheng nodded slightly, and then continued without asking: "Please take a break from Master Yang." ”

The next thing Yang Wenhao has to deal with is the Luohan Formation.

Speaking of the Arhat Array, it is also the Shaolin Temple's temple protection array.

The Arhat Formation is divided into the Little Arhat Formation and the Big Arhat Formation.

The difference between a small arhat and a big arhat is the number of people.

Because of the results of the eighteen bronze figures, Master Fang Zheng chose to use the Great Arhat Formation this time.

There are a total of one hundred and eight Shaolin disciples in the Great Arhat Formation, all of whom are holding Shaolin sticks in formation.

As long as Yang Wenhao is breaking this formation, then according to what he said first, Yang Wenhao will be qualified to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to watch.

After a short rest, the personnel were ready.

Dongfang was undefeated and shouted Yang Wenhao: "Sword." ”

In the final analysis, Yang Wenhao's strongest combat power is swordsmanship, if he doesn't use a sword, then his strength will be weakened by half.

"No, you don't." Yang Wenhao shook his head, he did not regard this breaking formation as a life-and-death battle, but as a trial.

Regardless of the outcome of the event, he can profit from it.

When he came to the field, looking at the Shaolin disciples who surrounded him, Yang Wenhao was very calm.

"Huh"

The one hundred and eight Shaolin disciples around shouted in unison, and then formed a pincer attack, targeting Yang Wenhao.

Yang Wenhao did not shy away from it, and directly chose to be tough, facing the Shaolin stick that came to him, he slapped it in his palm.

It seems to be a palm, but halfway through the palm, it suddenly shook slightly, and directly one palm became two palms, two palms became four palms, and four palms became eight palms.

"It's!" Master Fang Zheng's eyes showed an unconcealable surprise.

Dongfang Undefeated was a little surprised to see Master Fang Zheng's surprised gaze, whether it was the Eighteen Bronze Man just now or Yang Wenhao's Tai Chi, Master Fang Zheng didn't have too many expressions.

But now it was different, Master Fang Zheng was clearly shocked by Yang Wenhao's stunt.

Dongfang Undefeated said: "If I guessed correctly, this should be Master Fang Zheng, your peerless Thousand Hands." ”

"Dissatisfied with the donor, this is true." Master Fang Zheng nodded.

It is unbelievable that a boy with no door and no sect can actually learn Wudang and Shaolin abbots.

Dongfang Undefeated looked at Yang Wenhao with interest, she was really more and more interested in Yang Wenhao.

Yang Wenhao, who was fighting fiercely at this time, naturally did not know the situation outside.

(End of chapter)