That's it, speechless all night. ±

On the second day, before dawn, the Shaolin bell rang slowly.

Then the whole Shaolin was put into operation.

Shaolin did not feel like a great enemy because of Tang Cheng's challenge, it was still the morning class that should be in the morning, and the martial arts that should be practiced in martial arts, everything was as usual, as if nothing had happened.

It wasn't until the sun was rising that someone came to summon Tang Cheng to the school to prepare for the challenge.

Under the leadership of the monk who knew the guest, Tang Cheng came to the school field alone.

That day, Zen Master Ming and Zen Master Wuxiang had already arrived.

In addition to the two of them, there is another person, but it is the colorless Zen master who passed on part of the Jiuyang Sutra when Jueyuan was dying that day, and it is also the first seat of the Luohan Hall.

"The abbot is polite, and the two masters are polite!"

Tang Cheng put one palm on his chest and saluted the three of them.

Then after the three of them returned the salute, the first Wuxiang Zen master of the Dharma Academy was the first to speak: "Boy, let's stop talking nonsense, let's start directly, finish early, clean up early!" ”

"It's good!" Tang Cheng smiled, the other party's words hit his heart, and he immediately took three steps forward: "Since this is the case, then invite the master to enter!" ”

Tang Cheng made a gesture of please, waved his robe, and stood proudly on the spot.

"Donor, the old man thinks that today's fight is really meaningless, my Shaolin kung fu is hugely lethal, once you shoot, hurting the donor is really against my Buddha's compassion, it's better to forget it!" Zen Master Tianming looked at Tang Cheng with a condescending face and said.

"What did the master say?" Tang Cheng frowned and smiled: "Didn't you already say it yesterday?" Could it be that the master wants to break his promise? ”

Tang Cheng looked at Zen Master Ming with some anger, and in his heart he had already sent this guy to the blacklist, if he had the opportunity in the future, he would definitely beat this guy well.

"Amitabha!" That day, Ming announced the Buddha's name: "Since the donor's decision is so, then the Wuxiang junior brother will start, this battle is not to kill the enemy to win, but to play my Shaolin momentum!" ”

Wuxiang Zen Master nodded, Tang Cheng suddenly smiled, and said, "Master, please!" ”

Tang Cheng waved his hand and made a gesture of invitation again.

It seems that he is going to challenge the Zen master of Wuxiang.

"Boy, what are you? Also worthy of my uncle's shot? Let me meet you! ”

At this moment, a roar sounded immediately, and then the anger came out of the crowd, and without greeting, he waved his palm and hit Tang Cheng on the side of the face.

"Take me a move, the Ganges into the sea!"

Jue Yan sneered, and his palm spread out, stirring up a strong wind in the air, and slapped it fiercely towards Tang Cheng's ear.

This 'Ganges River into the sea' is the move in the 'Wei Tuo Palm', which belongs to the Shaolin 72 stunts in the kung fu, although it is not as good as the famous kung fu such as the Prajna Palm and the Rulai Palm, but looking at the world, this is definitely a set of superior palm techniques. At this moment, he was exerted by Jue's anger, even if he did not use his internal force, but he also vividly interpreted the unique fierceness of Shaolin.

In the face of Jue's almost sneak attack-like palm, Tang Cheng's body moved at will, and with a shake of his feet, the snake raccoon turned over method unfolded, and in an instant, he took a few steps back, dodging the opponent's most ferocious palm. When the opponent's palm power was exhausted, the little upside hand waved and met it with a hard fight.

The wind howled, and the palms flew up.

Boom!

The sleeves of the two of them exploded in the air, overflowing with vigor and fierceness.

"Okay, the palm of the master and nephew has already exhausted the essence of the 'Wei Tuo palm', the colorless junior brother, the disciple is well-organized, it is really gratifying, gratifying!" The Wuxiang Zen Master suddenly shouted at the first Wuxiang Zen Master in the Luohan Hall.

This Jue is the disciple of the colorless Zen master, and he is also the elite of the Luohan Hall, and he is usually loved by his elders.

"Senior Brother Wuxiang is serious!" The colorless Zen master responded coldly and said, "It's all the result of Jue's hatred of this child's willingness to endure hardships and practice hard day and night. A few months ago, it was also by chance that I discovered that Jue Yi had practiced kung fu to this level, and then tested his mental nature, and then passed on the 'Sumeru Mountain Palm'. ”

"What? Sumeru Mountain Palm? Master Wuxiang was shocked for a moment, and then smiled and said: "Senior brother, you are really a capital, and there is no suspense in the battle between the master and nephew!" ”

For the words of the Zen Master Wuxiang, the Colorless Zen Master nodded lightly, and showed a vague smile at the two people in the field: "Jue Yan is going to win!" ”

At this moment, Tang Cheng and Jue Yi had already gone through more than 30 moves with a quick fight, and they basically understood all the things that Jue Zhi had in this set of Prajna palms.

And the anger on Jue's face became more and more intense, he thought that Tang Cheng had been careless in dodging his palm before, and he could win easily when he really fought each other.

But at this moment, when he fought with Tang Cheng, he found that no matter how he urged Wei Tuo's palm technique to the extreme, he couldn't win half a point against the other party, but was shocked by the opponent's palm and his wrist was a little numb.

Boom!

The two exchanged palms again, and a crisp sound sounded in the air, and then they parted at the same time.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to have some skills, no wonder you dare to come to my Shaolin to make waves!" Jue Yan looked at Tang Cheng with a proud face, and said with disdain in his eyes: "However, if you think that you can break ground on my Shaolin head with this little skill alone, you are wrong." I just used my Shaolin's most basic kung fu, and if you can block two or three moves, you can be regarded as qualified to use my really advanced kung fu! ”

Jue said with a proud face, without the slightest hint of compassion in his eyes, but full of indifference and hideousness: "Remember yesterday I said that I would break your two ribs, and now I will fulfill my promise to be able to defeat under my 'Sumeru Mountain Palm', you can be regarded as honored!" ”

"Jue Anger, just teach a lesson, don't be heavy-handed!" The conversation between the two was heard by everyone else in the audience, and Zen Master Tianming suddenly said, as if he wanted to show his compassion.

"Don't worry, Uncle Abbot, the disciple has his own measure!" Jue replied, but the serious gloom can be seen by even a fool.

Looking at Jue's performance, the first Wuxiang Zen master of the Dharma Academy sighed: "Jue's nephew is really bright, and the junior brother is really well-taught!" ”

"This child has been kind-hearted since he was a child, which is why I am selfless!" The colorless Zen master smiled proudly, and the smile was very subtle: "It's also good to let Jue Yan teach this donor a lesson today." With today's lesson, in the future, he should also understand the truth that there are people outside the sky, so as not to cause a monstrous disaster and affect his family! ”

"Senior brother's words are very good!" The Wuxiang Zen Master glanced at him, and their faces were full of compassion.

Although Tang Cheng's skill at the moment has not reached the realm of his previous life, Zixia Divine Skill has also cultivated to a certain level, and he can naturally hear the whispered discussion of the master in the field.

"Boy, since my abbot has spoken, today the little monk will be merciful, teach you a lesson, the competition is normal, if you are not careful, break your ribs, it is also a normal thing, if you are afraid, now beg for mercy, get out of my Shaolin, the little monk can also let you go!" Jue Yan looked at Tang Cheng with a face of indifference and arrogance.

"If you want to fight, you can fight, where is there so much nonsense?" Tang Cheng plucked out his ears and looked at this with a playful expression.

For this anger, Tang Cheng was already angry in his heart.

Whether it was yesterday's sneak attack, or the last threatening message, or today's attack again, arrogant and chattering, if these were placed elsewhere, Tang Cheng would have killed them a long time ago.

Today is in this Shaolin Temple, Tang Cheng doesn't want to really fall on the other side, so that it will be a big deal.

However, the other party's unrelenting aggressive provocation also exhausted Tang Cheng's remaining patience.