Chapter 117: Eat Jujube Pills!
"Let's !! together"
When the other Arhats saw this, their faces changed greatly.
However, Fang Qiong was faster, and a set of serial punches were struck, and the many pilgrims below and the audience in the live broadcast room had not yet reacted, Eighteen Arhats, hit the street!
"Who else?"
Fang Qiong stood on the steps, looking up, his hands behind his back, with the demeanor of a grandmaster.
β......οΌβ
The first seat of the Luohan Hall twitched his cheeks, and looked at the abbot master with pain.
"Abbot, I'm Luohan Hall, do my best!"
I tried my best, and I said all the bitterness and bitterness, and it was sad for those who heard it, and tears for those who listened.
After a moment, he took a deep breath and said, "Four King Kongs, you guys!" β
The Four King Kongs!
The four master-level masters of Shaolin Temple, who are well-known in the national art world, are all elder-level figures, and they are on an equal footing with the first seat of each academy.
If the first batch of hundreds of people in Fang Qiongda were all disciples of the Eighteen Arhats, then the Eighteen Arhats were all disciples of the Four Great King Kongs.
The Four King Kongs, any of whom are over forty years old, are the pillar forces of Shaolin Temple's status in the national art world, and the four of them appeared together, and their momentum exploded instantly, making those pilgrims couldn't help but take two steps back.
"Oh my God, what a strong momentum!"
"It's weird and scary, these four old monks, it doesn't seem to be simple."
"It's definitely not simple, I'm afraid this young man is in trouble now."
"Alas, Shaolin has been inherited for thousands of years, how can it be simple, this young man, I'm afraid he will be kicked on the iron plate."
"Yes, but I deserve it, I like to come out and pretend to be forced at a young age, this kind of person, eat jujube pills!"
β......οΌβ
The pilgrims talked a lot, and the baby and Liu Qin who were standing behind those people couldn't help but worry about Fang Qiong, the baby hesitated for a long time, and wanted to step forward to persuade Fang Qiong to leave, but finally stopped.
At this point, how could Shaolin easily let Fang Qiong go?
"Donor, at your age, if you can do this, you are already a rare martial arts wizard in the world, as long as you are willing to take refuge in my Buddha, I and the other four are willing to cultivate you personally!"
Suddenly, one of the four King Kongs spoke.
"That's right, take refuge in my Buddha and put down the butcher's knife to forgive you for your evil obstacle this time!"
"Why bother? Taking refuge in my Buddha is your best choice. β
The four of you said one sentence to another, and in a moment, Fang Qiong's words were desperate, making Fang Qiong's face full of speechless expressions.
Struggling?
I'm struggling with your sister, who saw me struggling?
Put down the butcher knife? Did Lao Tzu bring a knife? It's illegal to commit murder these days!
Also, what the hell is taking refuge in my Buddha?
Am I like someone who wants to see through the red dust?
"Okay, don't talk nonsense, the four of you, one carrying water, one chopping wood, one sweeping the floor, and one selling small handicrafts, where do you have the confidence to reprimand me? Let's go together! β
The four of them were just turning into strength, Fang Qiong didn't pay attention to it, and when he saw them pretending to be forced, he was even more impatient.
"How daring!"
"Presumptuous!"
"Obsessed!"
β......οΌβ
The four of them were furious, and then in an instant, they killed Fang Qiong, the momentum of the four of them was full, and their skills were not shallow, and when they stepped out, the stone steps were directly broken by the four people.
The energy exploded under their feet, allowing them to reach their speed to the limit.
Seeing this scene, even those viewers in Fang Qiong's live broadcast room couldn't help but worry about Fang Qiong.
"Damn, hanging like this?"
"The stone steps are all broken, these four old monks are not ordinary dicks!"
"It's over, I'm afraid the anchor is going to finish!"
"Your sister, I didn't expect to see the anchor pretending to be forced just now, and then I watched the anchor die, alas, feel sorry for the anchor!"
β......οΌβ
There are many barrages, there are all kinds of things, good and bad, dense, but no one thinks that Fang Qiong can win.
However, that's how things tend to be.
The four King Kongs, one of them punched out in an instant, and the air hit by the big fist at the mouth of the bowl was exploding, but it was completely useless, Fang Qiong dodged his head sideways, and then kicked out.
"Ahββ!h
The old monk screamed in pain, covered his crotch and lay on the ground, convulsions in pain.
"Dirty means!"
"Despicable and shameless!"
β......οΌβ
Seeing this, the remaining three people were furious, and they all stepped forward to besiege Fang Qiong, but Fang Qiong's face was full of innocence.
Where am I shameless and despicable?
Guoshu Guoshu, the art of killing, the most moves are buttonholes, kicking the crotch and other insidious tricks, these tricks are to solve the battle as soon as possible, so that the enemy has no backhand.
Now I use these moves, but I am shameless scolded by you three monks, am I wronged?
Alas!
No way!
When he was wronged, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart, and Fang Qiong wanted others to be as uncomfortable as him.
Bang Bang Bang ββ!!!
During the battle, Fang Qiong took advantage of the other party's unpreparedness and kicked out three times in an instant, abolishing three old monks.
"Shameless ββ!!!"
"How can it be so ββ!!!?"
"Ahhββ!!hhh
The four King Kongs, one shouted more miserable than the other, and the voice was worse than the death of the whole family.
And the pilgrims, monks, and viewers in the live broadcast room who watched this scene couldn't help but clamp their legs at this moment.
Mom sells batches!
It hurts to watch.
"As shameless as that bastard two years ago!" At the top of the steps, Master Abbot looked at this scene and couldn't help but turn dark.
Taking a deep breath, Master Abbot said in a somewhat cold tone: "Next, who will go up?" β
"This ......!"
Many of the first seats look at me, I look at you, and they are speechless.
The people with strong combat effectiveness have all gone up, and their group of people has no kung fu at all, okay?
In the end, the first seat of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion looked at the embarrassing scene, he took a deep breath, stood up, and said, "I'll try it!" β
"Don't be impulsive, you'll be beaten to death by that kid." One of the first seats hurriedly persuaded.
"Huh?"
When the abbot master heard this, he looked over, his face changed, and then he instantly regained his composure and said, "However, for the sake of my Shaolin thousand-year-old reputation, what about dying?" β
"Yes, yes, Master Bodhi, you are really very conscious, then next, you will go first!"
Master Abbot nodded with satisfaction and said to the first seat.
The face of the master of the Bodhi Monastery suddenly fell, and he looked at the expressions of the other people around him, and suddenly nodded helplessly.
.........
"Are you here to talk to me, too?"
Looking at the Bodhi Courtyard Master who was slowly walking, Fang Qiong couldn't help but smile a little.
He could feel that this old monk did not have a trace of martial arts training all over his body, and it was obvious that this was just a simple monk.
"Amitabha, donor, the sea of suffering is boundless, and it is the shore!"
The master of the Bodhi Monastery persuaded with concern on his face.
"Oh? Where is the bitter sea, and where is the shore? Fang Qiong showed an interested expression.
"In this world, there is never a shortage of strong people, a person, no matter how strong he is, there is a limit, as the so-called multiple friends and multiple roads, does the donor think I am right?" The master of the Bodhi Monastery asked.
"What do you mean?" Fang Qiong's brows furrowed slightly when he heard this.
The master of the Bodhi Courtyard took out a chopstick out of nowhere and handed it to Fang Qiong: "For example, you can break it and try it." β
Fang Qiong was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then stretched out his hand to break it.
At this time, the master of the Bodhi Monastery took out another pair of chopsticks, handed them to Fang Qiong, and said with a smile: "Just like this chopstick, one is easy to break, but one is ......!" β
"Clickββ!
Fang Qiong exerted a slight force, and with a pair of chopsticks, all of them were broken.
Master of Bodhi Monastery: "......! β
Mom sells batches, why did you forget that this product is a master of national arts!