The two monks on the field tried to fight happily, and Qianwu swallowed the tea in his mouth, suddenly moved, swept into the field, shook his hands and slapped the two monks in the face, and slapped both of them to the ground.

The two monks covered their faces, a little blood flowed from their mouths, and they looked at Asago in horror and surprise, not knowing why Asago lost his temper.

Sallow Wuqi squinted his eyes at one of the monks lying on the ground, walked over, stepped on his chest, and said in a cold tone: "Two useless things, let you compete not for you to play! You can't tell the winner after fighting for a long time! It's really useless!"

"Master Coach, the strength of me and Jingsha is not much different, if you want to distinguish the winner from the loser, it is not easy to get the result!" The monk who was trampled felt that his chest was extremely dull, and his feet were like a huge iron stone, and it was difficult to breathe when he pressed himself.

"Ahh

Everyone in the audience felt frightened, trembling, and there was anger in their hearts, but they dared not speak angrily. Since Satoru took office, these people haven't lived a day in peace. Shallow Wu scolds at every turn, beats if he doesn't like his eyes, has a weird temper, and will be tortured by him if he doesn't like it at all. The most terrifying thing is that Qianwu has a male fetish, and there must be a man to accompany him every day, and most of the monks present have been done by him, this kind of insult is not something ordinary people can bear, however, they have their own big ideals in their hearts, and they want to become a real warrior monk who stands up to the sky, so these monks have endured it. If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, they all comfort themselves like this, but in fact, they don't dare to resist because of their lack of strength.

"Yo!what?!!What are you staring at me??, do you want to be beaten!?" Asago had an evil smile on his face, and looked at Jingsha who was lying on the ground at the moment, staring at him angrily.

Jingsha's eyes were red, bloodshot, clenched his teeth, almost crushed the teeth in his mouth, clenched his fists, although he didn't leave nails, but his fingertips were still embedded in the flesh of his palm, he suddenly turned over, waved his fist and rushed towards Asao, and yelled in his mouth: "Assatoru!! I've been putting up with you for a long time, I can't bear it anymore!

"Heh! Teach me!?What ignorance!" Seeing that Jingsha's fist was coming, the blue aura in Qianwu's hand came out, grabbed Jingsha's fist, and folded it hard, "click" crisp sound, Jingsha's arm was directly broken, and the broken bones were directly pierced out of the arm, and blood suddenly surged.

"Bang !!" didn't wait for Jingsha to speak out in pain, and Qianwu kicked Jingsha in the chest with one kick, kicking Jingsha directly into the air, drawing a parabola, and slamming it on the ground. Blood sprang through the air, swirling, falling, hitting the ground, imprinting a scattered patch of blood.

The many warrior monks watching around suddenly felt their scalps tingle, and they couldn't help but shiver all over their bodies. Sao Wu's methods are too cruel, I didn't expect to be so heavy on Jingsha, I'm afraid that Jingsha's arm will be useless even if it is connected. Moreover, the thirteenth peak of this Miaoyin Mountain, where the warrior monks lived, was relatively lacking in the study of the mysteries of Buddhism. Here, there is even no shortage of casualties in fights. In other words, if Qianwu kills Jingsha at this moment, I'm afraid no one will care. Thinking of this, everyone around felt stunned.

"You useless garbage! I'll show you what will happen to those who dare to attack me today!" Sure enough, everyone thought that the last thing they wanted to happen was about to happen, and Asago walked towards Jingsha, who fell to the ground and vomited blood and spasms, and his words brought out killing intent.

Although everyone didn't want to see this tragic scene appear, no one dared to speak, not even the words of intercession for Jingsha. The horror of shallow understanding, they have usually understood.

Staring at Jingsha's extremely frightened face with empty eyes, Asao Wu had a slight feeling of refreshment in his heart, and a blue aura flowed from his feet, and the soles of his feet hung above Jingsha's head, and then quickly fell to Jingsha's head.

At this moment, the huge door of the competition venue opened with a "squeak", and the dazzling sunlight outside shone in, with two black figures, and the shadows were stretched long under the sunlight.

"Bang !!" Qianwu's feet fell heavily on Jingsha's head, directly stepping on Jingsha's head to pieces, and blood and cerebral plasma flowed out, and the scene was extremely bloody.

After killing Jingsha, Asago frowned slightly and looked towards the door.

Two figures walked in from the outside, and the image gradually became clear. A burly and tall bald monk, and a young man with long flowing hair. It was Zhang Shanfeng and Guan Zhong.

The eyes of everyone present also shifted from Jingsha, who died tragically in the field, and fell on Guan Zhong and Zhang Shanfeng, looking at these two people very strangely.

"I didn't expect your nature to change, as soon as we came here, we saw you kill people! Such a scum, defile the holy land of Buddhism!" Guan Zhong smiled lightly, like a boy next door, shining in the sun.

Everyone didn't expect that the two people who suddenly walked in would surprise everyone as soon as they entered. What is the origin of this young man, he dares to call the shallow understanding bald donkey here. Moreover, the word bald donkey is really contempt for the monk, how did this young man with long hair come here? Everyone wondered in their hearts, but they all felt that Guan Zhong didn't know what to do, and he must not know the power of Qianwu, so he dared to be so bold. Qianwu has already been tested by the scorching fire, and his strength is already in the realm of fire and sky. Not long ago, the water flow test was also carried out, although it did not pass, but it was not too seriously injured, which shows that the strength of the shallow understanding is already close to the realm of water and air. The strength of the Water and Sky Realm is already an extremely powerful existence for a person who cultivates Buddha. If it is placed in a smaller temple, it is already an abbot-level figure. Rao is in this Miaoyin Temple, the strong man of water and air is still respected, and people must salute respectfully when they see it. And there are not many water and air powerhouses in Miaoyin Temple.

"Feiqi!?Wushan!?How did you two bastards come here? It's only been half a month, and Lao Tzu doesn't have the heart to trouble you! But it's okay, today in the Thirteen Peaks, I want the lives of the two of you! Do you think the Thirteen Peaks are places where you can come at will!?" Seeing Guan Zhong and Zhang Shanfeng, Qianwu also had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't care, no matter why Guan Zhong and Zhang Shanfeng came here, they would teach these two guys a hard lesson today, even if they were not killed, they would at least be crippled.

"Qianwu bald donkey! I don't know if I don't know when I die, do you dare to be rampant!?" Guan Zhong was not in a hurry, and walked towards Qianwu step by step.

Looking at Guan Zhong's leisurely stroll-like posture, Qianwu suddenly felt annoyed, and a wave of anger burned up, and there was a blue aura in his body, which was much richer than when he was on the main peak of Miaoyin Mountain, and suddenly set off a strong wind, blowing everyone around him to retreat again and again.

"Boy, let you taste the power of my tiger-shaped fist today!" said Asago as his hand formed a claw-shaped shape and danced, the tiger was mighty, and the aura outside his body changed his form with the twisting of his arm, and he actually showed a blue tiger figure in front of him.

"Oh my God! The master of the coach actually used the tiger shape fist, this is the most powerful set of punches in the Tianxiang boxing!"

"As soon as the coach came, he performed such a strong fist, it seems that this kid is not simple!"

"Hmph, no matter what, can you still resist the tiger fist of the coaching master? This kid is purely here to seek death!"

"It's a pity! Why don't you come here with a stronger one! Isn't that burly monk over there going to make a move? How can this young man deal with the master alone!"

"No matter how you look at it, this young man doesn't look like a capable man! But the burly monk seems to believe in this young man very much!"

"This young man doesn't have any special magic weapons, right!?"

"Even if there is a magic weapon, the power it exerts depends on the specific strength of the person! Even if an ant can raise a long sword, do you think it can kill an elephant?"

"Hey, it's a pity! If only there was someone who could beat the shallow understanding!"

"Shhhh

......

The onlookers whispered, all of them were not optimistic about this strange boy with a cloak. In their opinion, this young man is simply inadequate, even worse than the previous Jingsha.

In the midst of everyone's discussion, Qianwu's figure swept away, and he had already quickly rushed in front of Guan Zhong, and with a wave of his fist, he smashed towards Guan Zhong's door.

Seeing that Qianwu's fist was hit, Guan Zhong was unmoved, and now that his strength has fully recovered, how can the strength of the peak of the Mahayana period care about Qianwu's punch, and he didn't even bother to block it, so he let Qianwu hit his fist in front of him.

However, Guan Zhong's confident behavior seemed stupid in the eyes of the many warrior monks around him. In their opinion, Guan Zhong was clearly unable to dodge Qianwu's fist, and he was already stupid by Qianwu's terrifying fist. Even Qianwu himself thought that Guan Zhong was standing still like this because he was unresponsive and couldn't avoid it.

"Bang!!" However, when Sagigo's fist slammed into Guan Zhong's face, there was a muffled sound, and it was not Guan Zhong's face that was deformed, but Sao Go's fist.

Qianwu already has the strength close to Shuikong, so he naturally realized that something was wrong the moment he hit Guan Zhongmian's door, and immediately withdrew the power in his hand, but he still made his fist change shape, and a heart-piercing pain came from his hand, so painful that Qianwu's nose and eyebrows were wrinkled together.

Without waiting for Qianwu to be surprised by how Guan Zhong had such a strong strength, Guan Zhong reached out and grabbed his arm, pulled it hard, and kicked it towards Qianwu's chest.

"Whew!!" Satoru's arm was torn alive, and his body was kicked into the air.

"This ...... How is it possible!!" Many warrior monks were dumbfounded by this reversal of the plot, and their faces were full of disbelief.