Back in the palace, Zhao Xu told Lin Chong and Wu Song about the martial arts competition in front of the palace.

Before Lin Chong could speak, Wu Song said angrily:

"Your Highness, although Wu Song is a Hun person, he can't see the barbarians of other countries in my Great Chu Yaowu. For the matter of martial arts, please count His Highness as Wu Song! ”

After saying that, Wu Song suddenly reacted, looked at Lin Chong, and said apologetically:

"Sect Leader Lin, the little brother is talking about them, not the head of the sect, you ......"

Regarding Wu Song's temper, Lin Chong had no other way but to smile bitterly.

After laughing, he arched his hand to Zhao Xu and said:

"Your Highness, although Lin was born in the Qi country, but the Qi country abandoned like a mustard, fortunately, His Royal Highness did not give up, and he saved a cheap life. In the past, Lin was a Qi person, but now Lin is a Chu general, this matter, also count Lin Mou, please Your Highness give Lin a chance to take revenge! ”

As he spoke, Lin Chong knelt on one knee like pushing a golden mountain and a jade pillar.

"Sect Leader Lin, what is this doing, get up!"

Zhao Xu smiled and stretched out his hand to help, and said while helping:

"Even if Lin Jiaotou doesn't speak, this king wants to ask Lin Jiaotou to help him! Moreover, if this king has not forgotten, it seems that Lin Jiaotou still has a grudge to settle with this great Bodhi Temple. This time, it's better to charge them some interest. ”

"Lin Chong, thank you, Your Highness!"

Lin Chong choked.

Lin Chong was framed by Shangguan that year, the reason was that when his wife was offering incense in the Dabodhi Temple, her beauty was noticed by the monks in the temple and secretly reported to Lin Chong's boss.

The boss coveted Lin Niangzi's beauty, so he came up with a poisonous plan to frame Lin Chong and send him out of Beijing, while he wanted to marry Lin Niangzi.

Lin Niangzi has a strong personality, first pretending to submit, then killing him with a dagger, and she committed suicide to save her full name.

These things were all things that Lin Chong finally learned after he was released from prison.

For that boss, Lin Chong hated it to the core, but he was dead, and most of Lin Chong's hatred was transferred to the monks of the Great Bodhi Temple who aided in the abuse.

And this competition just gave Lin Chong a chance to take revenge.

…………

Three days later.

The Imperial Palace of Chu State, the martial arts arena.

The day of the martial arts competition has arrived, and the two sides of the martial arts arena are crowded.

Zhao Heng sat on the dragon chair, and a famous internal guard was beside him.

Behind him were a group of civil and military officials, as well as recommended masters from all walks of life.

Zhao Xu, as well as Lin Chong and Wu Song, are also among them.

On the opposite side, in addition to the envoys of Qi, Yun and Burma, there were only a few monks who came to challenge.

The monks were not uniformly dressed, some wore a Buddha crown and a golden-red robe, some wore a yellow robe with their right shoulder exposed, and some wore a black robe with a large red robe outside.

Although the number of people is small, when it comes to momentum, it is not inferior to the side of Chu State.

Three Dharma Sects!

Looking at the monks in different costumes on the opposite side, the monarchs and ministers of the Chu State couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts.

The grievances between the state of Chu and Buddhism have lasted for a long time, and since the Taizu Dynasty, the forces of Buddhism have been expelled from the state of Chu.

The enmity between the two can be described as deep as the sea.

And the Three Dharma Sects are the leaders of Buddhism.

Wearing a jeweled Buddha crown and wearing a golden-red monk's robe, he is a monk of the Golden Wheel Sect of Esoteric Buddhism, believing in one of the three saints of Buddhism.

Wearing a yellow robe, exposing the right shoulder, is the Theravada Buddhist Four Pillars of the monks, they revere one of the three saints of Buddhism [Brahma], martial arts are fierce and changeable, good at fists, legs, supplemented by spells, extremely difficult.

Wearing a black robe, wearing a big red robe, is the monk of the Mahayana Buddhism Dabodhi Temple, the temple enshrines the head of the three saints [Amitabha Buddha], martial arts are compatible with hundreds of schools, all are involved, still good at the golden body, long soldiers, palms, boxing, Buddhism 36 stunts mostly from the Bodhi Temple.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Shangguan Yao, the envoy of the State of Qi, saluted Zhao Heng and said:

"Your Majesty, can this contest begin?"

Zhao Heng looked at the monks opposite, he who cultivated the martial arts of the royal family, although his cultivation was not profound, he also sensed the strength of the other party.

What's more, who dares to slap himself in the face on the eve of his birthday, which one is easy?

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Heng suddenly had an idea in his heart.

"Shangguan Envoy, since it is a competition, why don't you and I each come up with some lottery heads, how about it? Win or lose, you and I have seven people each, and we have four wins in seven games. ”

"Your Majesty is the Lord, we are guests, and naturally guests are as you Lord."

Shangguan Yao, as an envoy appointed by the Emperor of Qi, needless to say, knew the meaning of Zhao Heng's words in an instant, but he was extremely confident in the strength of the masters, thinking that even if the other party used various means, he would not be able to reverse the general trend, so he directly followed Zhao Heng's meaning and accepted it.

Seeing Shangguan Yao say this, Zhao Heng smiled and said:

"In this competition, the winner can enter the first three layers of my Great Chu arsenal, or choose a divine soldier, or consult the secret book, I am not allowed."

As soon as these words came out, the masters behind Zhao Heng couldn't help but breathe a little heavier, and their eyes looking at the monks of the three sects were even more fiery.

The Great Chu Arsenal was established when Taizu established the Dynasty, and it contains all kinds of treasures collected by the Great Chu for more than two hundred years, including but not limited to martial arts cheats, magic weapons, elixirs, and strange secret techniques.

It's just that the Great Chu Arsenal is owned by the imperial court, and the treasures in the treasury are exclusively used by lieutenant generals and imperial court eagle dogs.

Now, Zhao Heng let go and promised that the winner could enter the arsenal to comprehend the cheats and select the divine soldiers, wouldn't it make the martial arts people participating in this competition excited!

"Amitabha, Your Majesty has this Yaxing, and the old monk is also willing to make a hand. The winner can enter my Great Bodhi Temple to choose one of the 36 stunts to study! ”

Zen Master Zhiyuan lightly proclaimed the Buddha's name.

Seeing that the leader of the Buddhist sect spoke, the other two sects also made bets.

"Whoever wins, I, the Golden Wheel Temple, would like to present each of them a [Lotus Blossom Wuji Pill] as a reward."

Lotus Wuji Pill, the best pill produced in the Golden Wheel Temple, although the medicinal effect is slightly inferior to the [Heavenly King Heart Protecting Pill], it is also priceless and rare.

"The poor monk's bet is a lotus vajra tattoo, which can be blessed with vajra divine power and is indestructible."

The Four Pillars Courtyard is good at spells, and tattoos, in the eyes of the monks of the Four Pillars Courtyard, are also a kind of spells.

If a normal spell is a temporary buff with a duration, then a tattoo is equivalent to a permanent buff.

The two sides of the competition took out their respective bets, which pushed the atmosphere to the climax.

"Senior brothers, in this first battle, let the poor monks take the lead!"

In the team of Qi State, Zen Master Zhiyuan nodded slightly, and a figure behind him flew into the ring like a peng spreading its wings, and the goose-egg thick Zen staff was handed over to his left hand, and his right hand was stretched out, and his index finger was gently hooked at the masters of Chu State.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is wise, please also ask Your Majesty to send four people, the poor monk has not attended the morning class today, I just want to end it early!"

"Arrogance!"

"Presumptuous!"

Zhiding's words directly aroused the hatred of the masters of the Chu State, and they glared angrily at the tall figure in the ring. It's just that Zhao Heng, who is the emperor, has not yet spoken, and they can't fight with him.

Arrogant, bald donkey with no one in sight!

Zhao Heng snorted coldly in his heart, and his face sank suddenly.

"Which one of the forbidden troops is willing to go up and teach this master, what is the etiquette of the Central Plains?"