The old monk said that there was a fire in the place where the night was densely packed, and the death of the master was unknown, but he suddenly stopped talking and transferred the story to Lingguang Temple.

Anyway, I listened to the story that was almost discarded, so I made it up with the old monk to see how long he made it up, and one day when I was going to goof up, I could expose his story.

The old monk took a sip of tea and said that this tea was saved by the master eighty years ago, and he didn't take it out until the critical moment.

I drank the tea he handed me to be eighty years old, and sure enough, it tasted like a monster, and it really wasn't the taste of the current tea.

The old monk noticed the change in my face, smiled lightly, and told the story again.

Let's say that the competition in Lingguang Temple is not as fierce as expected, so attractive. Puzhao plays on the field in a defensive position, with short movements and only defends in the middle. Zhixin's attack is fierce, the amplitude is slightly larger, and the moves are murderous, but he just hits the invalid parts, and he can't get points, and he can't win, which makes people look boring, and the wonderful martial arts he expects are not shown.

After a few more moves, suddenly, Puzhao was deceived by Zhixin's false tricks, and knocked him down with a leopard punch, Zhixin seemed to win, and suddenly touched his arm in unbearable pain, as if his hand was injured, and it was difficult to know who would lose and who would win. Somehow, the seemingly simple contest became confusing.

Recorded jousting was a contest between knights in the Middle Ages. There are arenas, there are all kinds of weapons, life or death. In ancient China, it was not called a martial arts, it was called wrestling, and it was called a fight. There is a record in the "Book of Rites": "In the month of Mengdong, the Son of Heaven ordered the generals to talk about martial arts, practice archery, royalty, and wrestling. ”

Wrestling is killing people with bare hands, so the ancients wrote "Six Chapters of Hand-to-hand Combat", which is full of fighting techniques.

During the time of Emperor Wu of the Jin Dynasty, there were strong men from the Western Regions who came to challenge the ring, which was regarded as the earliest competition, and no one in the country dared to fight with it. Even the court's servants are not opponents, the emperor has no face, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood, so he posted a high price to recruit people to fight. As a result, Yu Dong, the son of Anbei Changshi of the Western Jin Dynasty, went out and killed the Hu people in one fell swoop. It seems that there are still people who hide dragons and crouching tigers in the land of China.

In any case, an open fight is a matter of skill, guts, and courage, and winning is also a reflection of fairness.

Although Puzhao and Zhixin have been together in the temple for many years, they have never fought each other, and their skills are not very clear to each other. Zhixin's brilliant achievements in that year have been praised to this day, which makes Puzhao very admired. Puzhao also knew in his heart that his skills were not against Zhixin, which was the reason why Zhixin chose to compete. But Zhixin neglected one point, and that was age. As the saying goes, the fist is afraid of the little strong.

The abbot of the temple is vegetarian all year round, and he can't drink wine and eat meat, if he eats a few eggs, it is the best, and milk is even more impossible, and he has been in the dark place of the temple for a long time, and he sees less sunlight, and calcium deficiency is inevitable. Fist and foot kung fu is based on physical strength, and the young man is strong and strong, and he can win with physical strength against middle-aged and elderly people.

However, there is also a saying that sticks are afraid of old wolves.

The stick is afraid of the old wolf, which means that experience is the most important for the use of the short stick, and age has little effect on the short stick. The power of the short stick is mainly in the wrist, and the wrist joint is the last vestigial joint in the human body, which means that a sixty-year-old man may not be able to compare his legs and feet with young people at all, but the flexibility of the wrist may not be inferior at all. Although Zhixin's fist power is insufficient, his wrist skills are still there.

Zhixin is confident and doesn't want to use a short stick, so he can win with his fists and feet.

Pu Zhao parried a few times, and secretly luckily formed a golden bell jar and internal qigong, standing in the center of the field. The 59-year-old Zhixin didn't know it, and only focused on punching, and the more force he used, the more likely he was to break the bone and be injured. Sure enough, the leopard fist shot and smashed the dragon's lair. Pu Zhao deliberately exposed the flaws, his hand initially touched Pu Zhao's flesh, and felt soft, and the strength of his fist was dissolved and loosened in the softness, and then it was like hitting a hard rock, and the bones of his hand were shattered.

Senior brother, you must not fight again, this is the end of the competition!

Zhixin regretted it, he was too anxious, he didn't think that he was old, how could he fight with the young man, this is looking for death. He knew that his hand was broken, so he gave him the stairs down, and whether he agreed or not was just an ending, and the abbot was lost.

The monks also sensed that Master Zhixin might have been defeated.

However, things have been reversed.

Who are you? What are you doing at the monastery?

Senior brother, what do you mean by that? Puzhao has been in the temple for almost ten years, and is a disciple of Master Yin Ming and Mibu.

It's true that the disciple is true, but how can you use the law of the Wa Kingdom?

What? The monks were surprised, Puzhao actually used the fist technique of the Wa Kingdom, could it be a Wa Guo people? The monks were in an uproar, but they didn't see the flaws and didn't believe it, but they thought it was a failure of wisdom and nonsense. However, there are a few outstanding martial arts offspring, carefully tasted, but think that Zhixin said some truth, Puzhao only guards the middle road, the pace and gesture amplitude is not large, but the force is short and fast, which is indeed different from the Buddhist boxing method.

Senior brother, I practice boxing and have a lot to learn from, so what's strange.

Nonsense, more than ten years ago, this monk and the monks of the Wa Kingdom fought each other, your boxing method is similar, one move and one momentum have a solid foundation, and it clearly integrates the method of the Wa Tang Boxing Jiu-Jitsu. It would not be possible to attain this state without proper teaching. You can't fool me.

Senior brother, you must not speculate. Everything is waiting for the master to return, and it has its own conclusion.

I can't wait. Do you dare to say which province or county are you? Do you dare to speak the local dialect of your hometown?

Pu Zhao was silent and did not speak.

Puzhao, no wonder you guard the middle lane to resolve my fist technique, it's really well-intentioned. Be kind, you don't want to think about it, the Wa Kingdom and my Ming Dynasty are also blood feuds. If you are a native of the Japanese country, can you take on the role of the abbot of Lingguang Temple? Will Master Mibu agree? The court will not allow it, unless you kill your head. You'd better get out of here.

The monks were surprised and expected Puzhao to explain truthfully, but Puzhao no longer pleaded, did not say a word, turned around and walked into the main hall, and closed the door.

If there is really a Japanese monk hidden in the temple, the matter may really get bigger, that is, an undercover agent, that is, a spy, or to spy on the military intelligence of the Ming Dynasty. Such a treacherous person in the monastery inevitably caused a panic among the monks.

Don't be afraid, everyone, no matter how capable Puzhao is, he is only alone, and it is difficult to support alone. You surround the great house, and do not believe him, and do not come out.

The monks hurriedly went to the house, surrounded the main hall of the temple, and even a mouse could not escape. But because what Zhixin said was unfounded, it was just speculation, and the monks were very afraid when they saw that Puzhao had injured Zhixin with hard skills, so they could only wait and see while talking and waiting for things to develop.

After the third day, Puzhao was still meditating in the main hall. All the monks felt that they couldn't bear it, so they moved to cover it and went to bed.

On the morning of the fourth day, a young monk suddenly knocked on the door and woke Zhixin up.

After Zhixin's hand injury, he put a plaster cast on his bones, and he couldn't sleep in pain all night for the past few days, and he barely fell asleep when the sky was bright, and he was very angry after waking up.

The mage, who was gone, left a letter.

Ignoring the pain and exhaustion, Zhixin jumped out of bed to open the door. He snatched the letter from the little monk. This is written by Puzhao to Master Mibu.