In a university in Huaxia

When the monk Yuanzhen saw it, he immediately shouted with grief and indignation, and rushed into the war zone, but his heart was happy, and now the grandmaster of the Legalist family, if he goes to sue again, I am afraid that the senior monks of Shaolin Temple will not believe it at all. With-Dream- . lā

After rushing into the crowd, Monk Yuanzhen didn't fight back at all, and let others punch and kick him, looking like he wanted to influence Confucian disciples and Legalist disciples.

And the other little monks who were still hesitating, seeing the miserable appearance of the little monks and the Yuanzhen monk being beaten, couldn't bear it and rushed into the battle zone.

The hand-to-hand between Confucianism and Legalism is still a little pretentious, because the relationship between the two sides has long been with the passage of time, you have me, I have you.

The most ferocious fight between the two sides is still the personal disciples of Mencius and Xunzi, but with the addition of the monks of Shaolin Temple, it is different.

Whether it is a supporter of the theory of sexual goodness or a supporter of the theory of sexual evil, they don't know which side the Shaolin Temple supports, and these little monks of the Shaolin Temple don't see clearly who the Yuanzhen monk refers to.

When they saw that someone was attacking them, these little monks fought back, and as a result, both the supporters of the theory of sexual goodness and the supporters of the theory of sexual evil all hit the monks around them.

Soon, one by one, the little monks were beaten with blue noses and swollen faces, and even several of their faces were trampled on shoe prints.

Some of the monks who watched through the big screen were immediately angry.

"Isn't that front tooth knocked out the abbot's favorite little apprentice?"

"The one with three shoe prints on his face isn't he a disciple of the first seat of the Dharma Hall?"

"The one who was beaten on his head one by one, isn't it the abbot master, the son before he left home?"

Nima coin, you Confucianism and Legalism are simply too deceitful, are you bullying our Buddhists and no one?

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One by one, the senior monks of Shaolin Temple rushed towards Huaxia University, whether it was the abbot or the first one, they were the real power of Shaolin Temple.

If they find that they see and do not save them, they may have a hard time in the future.

Confucius, who rushed to Huaxia University, looked anxious, this is no longer a contradiction within Confucianism.

Now there are Legalism and Buddhism, two powerful forces, fighting with Confucianism, coupled with the internal contradictions of Confucianism, Confucius felt that his head was big for a while.

And at this time, He Shang looked at the screen and sneered, because the four ancestors of Buddhism, Daoxin, were beaten! And they're all beaten into dogs!

At this time, the mobile phone in He Shang's pocket suddenly shook, and he was puzzled and connected.

"Hello? Boss, do you want to deal with this matter? ”

Dugu Jian's voice came from the phone.

He Shang was stunned, aha. This old boy can do it, he can use the phone, but of course he knows what the other party is talking about, isn't it this big scuffle?

After thinking about it, he said: "No need, they didn't use mana or internal force, so they didn't need to stop it!" "Because it's a matter of time or time, not to mention that it doesn't break the rules, so there's no need to stop it!

At this time, in the university, these Confucian and Legalist disciples, in addition to attacking the other side of the debate, will also hit as soon as they see a bald head.

The height of the Fourth Ancestor Daoxin was not high, and he had a public face, and he wanted to go to stop the fight.

As a result, a Confucian disciple who was beaten into a panda eye by a Buddhist disciple saw a bald head in front of him in a daze, and as soon as he pressed the bald head of the fourth ancestor Daoxin, he beat it violently.

Seeing that the Fourth Patriarch Daoxin was beaten so miserably, some monks who believed that their Buddhism was profound could no longer be calm and entered it one after another

At this time, Confucius was a little out of breath, stopped outside the room, breathed a sigh of relief, and said loudly: "Everyone is quiet, there is something to discuss, no matter what point of view, you should seek common ground while reserving differences······

Fortunately, the situation is under control now.

But before he finished speaking, he was pressed under him by the two Shaolin Temple monks who flew away.

Nima's!·······

Some Confucius, who was found by Confucian disciples to be pressed under him by the monks of Shaolin Temple, were immediately angry.

The abbot of Xuanci, who was coming out of the mall, was holding a few crystal jade Buddhas with a smile on his face, and he could take them back as the treasure of Shaolin Temple.

"Bang!"

Several Confucian disciples silently pounced towards the abbot of Xuanci and pressed the abbot under him.

As a heavyweight of Shaolin Temple, the sweeping monk was chased and beaten by dozens of Confucian disciples. The sweeping monk relied on his strong light skills to finally get rid of all the Confucian disciples.

Zhuangzi and Yuan Tiangang were sipping a cup of Pu'er tea, leisurely looking at the screen, the Confucianism, Legalism and Shaolin Temple that were constantly fighting.

"It's wonderful!" Yuan Tiangang forced a smile, especially when he saw that Confucius was pressed under him by a few little monks from the Shaolin Temple.

Zhuangzi on the side shook his head.

"Bang!"

Before Zhuangzi could react, he was kicked to the ground.

The first seat of a Dharma Hall in Shaolin Temple quietly lurked behind Zhuangzi, kicked him to the ground, and said loudly to the Shaolin Temple monks behind him: "These are the scholars, who beat our Shaolin Temple abbot, call me." ”。

Zhuangzi only had time to let out a terrible scream: "Call people! Call people! Hurry up! Then it was overwhelmed by the monks of the Shaolin Temple.

Yuan Tiangang on the side looked at the miserable Zhuangzi, and hurriedly pulled out a signal flare from his arms and radiated it to the sky.

A thousand armies of cloud-piercing arrows are coming to meet each other!

In just a minute, dozens of Taoists arrived, some flying in the air, some flying with swords, and some jumping on the building, coming quickly.

After a while, more than a dozen Shaolin Temple monks were surrounded.

Yuan Tiangang, who was beaten by the three of them, pointed to Zhuangzi, who was beaten first, and said anxiously: "Save Zhuangzi quickly!" ”

The clothes on Zhuangzi's body were more casual, similar to the Confucian robes, and they were the focus of those Shaolin Temple monks.

Other Taoist heirs were shocked, Zhuangzi is the second-in-command of Taoism, and even their second-in-command dares to fight, you are going to turn the sky upside down? Suddenly, they hit the monks of Shaolin Temple with angry faces.

"Bang!"

A Confucian disciple kicked Jesus to the ground from behind and shouted, "Beat me hard!" It's these monks who lead the cultivation to beat the Dong Master! This monk actually stepped on Dong Zhongshu's face.

After the fight, I found that something was wrong, although the clothes were a bit similar, but it seemed that the Indian monk had short hair, and he was not Caucasian.

The Confucian disciple shook his head: "If they are all beaten, they are unlucky!" "I didn't see who he kicked to the ground.

The two disciples of Jesus trembled, and only after seeing a group of Confucian disciples leave, did they dare to get up from the ground: "Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!······ Are you okay? ”

Jesus looked at the two front teeth that had fallen to the ground and were shining brightly, and he hated in his heart: "Nima, these scholars, they are too ruthless, go back and let the church send a crusade to destroy the country of these scholars." ”

He Shang did not stop these big battles, as long as no one died, they would fight as much as they liked, but the scope of the impact was somewhat beyond He Shang's expectations.