"I don't think so, maybe Senior Brother HC has prepared a backhand, otherwise how dare he come to participate in the competition?"

When everyone was belittling and ridiculing Lin Feng, the voice of a little monk was extremely unsociable, which also attracted the attention of others.

"Backhand? A person who has not entered the realm of mortals, he is afraid that he has even thought about what to do after going down the mountain. A disciple mocked mercilessly.

Caused a burst of laughter.

Backhand? Lin Feng also smiled in his heart, he wanted to say to the little monk: You are wrong.

The remaining eight disciples who participated in the competition had a bitter face, and the weakest HC had been picked out, and those who were left for them were not easy to deal with.

"Quiet, the disciples of the Buddhist family gathered to laugh, what kind of system!"

The voice of the abbot of Fakong like a bell came, and all the disciples obediently stopped their mouths, not daring to make a single sound.

Lin Feng stood up and slowly walked onto the competition platform under everyone's gaze.

He was more relaxed, after all, he no longer had the concept of victory or defeat in his heart.

"Abbot, are you sure you want HC to participate in the competition? He hasn't entered the mortal realm yet, and that Huiming has already entered the second realm of mortals. An elder reminded Abbot Fakong.

Abbot Fakong's face did not show any expression, and he only replied with two words: "It's okay." ”

And the Fade on the side was already happy in his heart.

Fade disturbed the Buddha's heart because of his conflict with Lin Feng, causing his cultivation to suddenly stop, which made him even more angry.

What no one expected was that the senior monks of his dignified uncle generation secretly told Huiming to teach Lin Feng a good lesson.

And Lin Feng was still standing on the stage stupidly, thinking that he would just admit defeat after two moves casually.

The big bell above his head was struck again, and a stick of incense was inserted on the table next to the competition platform to keep time.

"My own disciples compete, until the point is reached, if you move to kill, you will be directly disqualified, and I hope you know, limit one stick of incense to decide the winner." The elders were beside them and said the rules.

"The competition begins."

As soon as the words fell, Huiming made a posture of response.

Lin Feng retreated and retreated to the edge of the competition platform, it would not be bad if he pretended to be knocked down from the competition platform, which not only avoided being beaten, but also saved face for the master.

Some very pale golden Sanskrit Qi emerged from Hui Ming's body, and soon covered the fists and other key places.

it! Wrong!

Lin Feng could feel Hui Ming's momentum, just a mortal, this is a desperate posture!

Not necessarily, right? I'm not even a mortal!

Lin Feng wanted to complain, but it seemed to be too late.

The muscles on Hui Ming's arms bulged high, and the fist in his right hand was wrapped in Fan Qi, and he had already rushed towards him.

"Senior Brother Huicong, I'm offended." The corners of Huiming's mouth were accompanied by a wicked smile that was imperceptible to others.

This evil smile made Lin Feng realize it instantly.

This Nima definitely has something to do with this old guy Fade! How can you kill as soon as you come up!

He had never had a conflict with his brothers in the same hospital.

"Oops! Why did Senior Brother Huiming start so hard? Huizhi at the bottom looked surprised.

"Huiming, what's wrong? Don't use an elephant to crack a nut? ”

"He's planning to decide the winner with one move......"

……

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, of course, these words were also heard by Lin Feng, and he instantly felt his scalp tingle.

Seeing that Hui Ming's body was about to approach, Lin Feng hurriedly raised his hand to try to stop Hui Ming, and then shouted directly:

"Wait!"

His voice echoed throughout the practice room.

Everyone present was dumbfounded, including Master Fakong.

“？”

“？”

“？”

……

This is the inner activity of all those present.

No one could guess what Lin Feng was going to do.

"What's the matter with junior brother?"

Huiming's body suddenly stopped, with a confused expression.

"That ......" Lin Feng glanced at him, and then smiled, "No need to fight, I admit defeat." ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience burst into laughter again.

"Haha, coward! I don't dare to compare, and I still want to enter Buddhism? ”

"It's a shame to admit defeat directly."

"That's what you call having a back hand?" A disciple teased the little monk who had hoped for Lin Feng.

The little monk clasped his hands together and did not reply.

"Silence!"

Abbot Fakong suddenly stood up and asked Lin Feng, "Why did you suddenly admit defeat?" ”

Lin Feng smiled and arched his hand: "Master, I don't think I'm the opponent of Senior Brother Huiming, it's better to save some time and admit defeat directly." ”

"No way!" Fade suddenly stood up with a serious face, "On the holy land of Buddhism, how can you admit defeat in the competition, my Jialan Temple has never had such a precedent, and it should not be accepted!" ”

It's this old monk again, Lin Feng is simply angry.

If you want to say that Huiming and this old guy are not in the same group, he doesn't believe it.

As soon as Fade's words came out, Huiming put on a combat posture again, ready to lean forward again.

Lin Feng dodged to the side again.

"That's it."

Huiming was about to do it again, but Master Fakong stopped him; "Since you have already conceded defeat, this one will be judged to be a victory for Huiming."

As soon as Master Fakong's words came out, the audience was unexpectedly quiet, and all the disciples were you look at me, I look at you, and they didn't dare to squeak.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

The old disciples all knew the reason in their hearts, and only the new disciples didn't know why.

Lin Feng and Huiming on the field naturally didn't know either.

Abbot Fakong and Fade once fought for the position of abbot for a long time, and even the two of them shot each other many times, and they were very unhappy for a while.

However, before leaving, the old abbot Gu Deng Master passed the position of abbot to Fakong, who had more wisdom and understanding.

France and Germany have always held a grudge against this.

You must know that at that time, the Dharma Void was already the cultivation of the first realm of bhikshus, that is, the realm of the first mage. And Fade is still at the peak of the second realm of novices, that is, the peak of the second realm of laymen.

Obviously, Fakong's comprehension is stronger.

But this incident has already confused the Buddha mind of the abbot of Fakong, so that his cultivation has not improved for so many years, and he has been staying in the realm of the mage.

Today's Fade has surpassed the abbot of Fakong and reached the cultivation of the second realm of mage.

Just now, the abbot of Fakong directly denied Fade's words in public, which made the atmosphere suddenly freeze.

Of course, Fade refused to give up, and his face became more and more difficult to look at; "Since the founding of my Garan Temple, the disciples I have accepted have always been kind-hearted, and there has never been a person who has not succumbed before a battle in the martial arts arena, so there must be no precedent for this......"

"Franco." Abbot Fakong interrupted Fade's words, "Don't talk about this matter anymore, Huiming is already qualified, let's start the next competition." ”

Lin Feng saw that the master had already said so, and hurriedly got off the competition platform.

Then swaggered back to his original position.

"Fakong, you can't be arbitrary in this matter." Fade was very annoyed, he didn't expect Fakong to give him so little face.

"I am the abbot of this temple. It's up to me, and that's it! ”

After speaking, Abbot Fakong sat back in his seat directly.

"You ......"

Fade was angry, feeling the gazes of all the disciples, and he felt a slap in his face.

"I gave you the position of abbot!" Farder immediately flares up.

His roar was heavy and thick, mixed with Sanskrit aura, and Lin Feng was directly shocked by this sound wave.

All the disciples looked at this senior uncle in surprise, they could feel Uncle Fade's anger, but they didn't expect that Uncle Fade would have a seizure on the spot.

Many of the timid disciples present were frightened.

"What do you mean, Fard?" Abbot Fakong's sitting posture was still calm, without the slightest abnormality.

Fade took two steps forward, came to the front of the disciples, turned to face the abbot of Fakong, and there was a violent fluctuation of Brahma Qi in his body, which brought great pressure to the disciples present:

"At the beginning, the master passed on the position of abbot to you, and it was nothing more than cultivation, but now that many years have passed, you are still in the first realm of bhikshus, and I have already reached the second realm of bhikshus, you should return the position of abbot to me, right?"

"Hiss......" The elders present all gasped and looked at Abbot Fakong.

It seems that Fade is expressing his dissatisfaction with the comparison test, but in fact, he is using this as an excuse to challenge the abbot of Fakong.

This is the fuse...... Fade is nothing more than a calculation to make the Garan Temple belong to the royal family. Lin Feng also understood the reason at once.

Fade is a very utilitarian monk, and this time he has made up his mind to let the Garan Temple belong to the royal family.

It's hard to end here.

Abbot Fakong shook his head, still with no waves: "Fade, your utilitarian heart is too strong, this is why the master didn't pass on the position of abbot to you in the end, don't you still understand?" ”

"At the beginning, it was the master who protected you, but now the master has disappeared, and you are no longer my opponent." Fade laughed in his mouth, looking at the motionless Fakong, he was already in control.

This is going to be a fight. Lin Feng was a little annoyed, and he was originally going to ask the master to help him unseal and let him go down the mountain.

If this starts...... It's hard to say what happens next.

He looked at Chen Yulong, who had been silent, and was a little puzzled, why did Chen Yulong be with Fade? Is it a raccoon dog?

Chen Yulong is black again?

Just as he was thinking about it, Chen Yulong stood up, arched his hand towards Abbot Fakong and Fade, and persuaded:

"Abbot Fakong, Master Fade, the two of you still sit down and say well, they are both brothers in the same sect, why do you have to be so-for-tat?"

Lin Feng was relieved when he heard Chen Yulong say this.

"Would you like to talk, Franco? You just want me to belong to the royal family, even if you and I turn against each other, I won't agree, you die of this heart. ”

After Fakong finished speaking, he turned to Chen Yulong and said, "I also hope that Lord Shoufu Haihan." ”

"Naturally, my royal family will not blame the abbot, but ...... I hope the abbot can think about it. Chen Yulong said with a smile.

"Lord Shoufu, this is a matter of my Buddhism, and I hope that my lord will not interfere." Fade told Chen Yulong.

The implication is that I can find a way to get the Garan Temple for you, so you don't care.

Chen Yulong wanted to say something, but he stopped and sat down.

"Are you really going to do it?" Abbot Fakong looked at Fade.

"Unless you give up the abbot's seat!" Fad's body has been filled with Brahmanic energy.

Abbot Fakong got up calmly and shook his head: "It's okay, it's time to end this period of cause and effect." ”