Wow, challenge the Shaolin Temple?

Balls!

Li Xiang showed an expression of amazement.

That's awesome.

How many martial arts, in film and television dramas, if you are a master, you want to prove yourself, or if you want to be famous, then challenge Shaolin Temple.

Shaolin Temple Eighteen Bronze People, Luohan Hall, Seventy-two Stunts, Yijin Sutra, these netizens are like a few treasures.

"Jiangyang thieves challenge Shaolin Temple."

"The world's No. 1 master Vs the world's No. 1 school Shaolin!"

"A generation of grandmaster Jiang Yang appeared in the Shaolin Temple and kicked the hall live."

The news blew across the Internet like a gust of wind, so less than 10 minutes after the live broadcast was opened, nearly 30 million netizens poured in.

Half an hour later, it happened that Jiang Yang and his entourage arrived at the main temple of Shaolin Temple, and the number of people in the live broadcast room had exceeded 80 million.

This rate of increase will soon exceed 100 million.

There are many temple buildings on the hill where the Shaolin Temple is located, and the main building is on the top of the mountain.

Jiang Yang and a large group of people behind him walked into the gate of the temple, and when they arrived inside, they saw a group of monks, the number of them was thirty or forty people, and the leader was an old monk.

Seeing a group of people coming in, the old monk folded his hands, "Amitabha, Lord Jiang is here to be disappointed."

"Who is the Master?" Jiang Yang asked.

"The poor monk Damo Academy presides over Huineng." The old monk introduced himself.

"You're not the abbot?" Gao Meng spoke, "Tell your abbot to come out, the first grandmaster in the world comes to visit, what else is your abbot putting up?"

In the Shaolin Temple, to the host of the Dharma Academy, is this tone very arrogant?

The netizens in the live broadcast room didn't think that after seeing the boss in Dongjing, he was arrogant about the little day, and Gao Meng had already restrained a lot.

"The abbot is not in the temple, please forgive me with a few donors." Monk Huineng explained.

is not lying, the abbot of Shaolin Temple is not in the temple, and he leads a troupe to perform abroad.

Monk Huineng then asked, "Master Jiang came to visit this temple, and the poor monk received the donor on behalf of the abbot......

"No, I'm not here to visit." Jiang Yang interrupted the old monk's speech, and said straight to the point, "Your Shaolin Temple has a very big shelf, and the number one faction in the world is very big, and I don't give face at all, so I came in person, and I came here to see how much ability you have in the so-called number one faction in the world, and you can not give me face."

There was a strong smell of gunpowder in these words.

The netizens in the live broadcast room, a large group of tourists who followed in behind them showed surprised expressions.

Jiang Yang thief is really here to kick the hall, and he is not polite at all.

said that Shaolin Temple didn't give him face, and said that he wanted to see how capable Shaolin Temple was, this kind of tone of speech...... Of course, it doesn't matter who it is, the number one grandmaster in the world really has the qualifications to speak like this.

"There's a story!"

"There is a contradiction between the boss and the Shaolin Temple."

"What does the boss mean when he says that Shaolin Temple doesn't give him face?"

"Jiang Yang thief, this is on the bar with Shaolin Temple."

Netizens heard that there was a contradiction between the Jiangyang thief and the Shaolin Temple, and I don't know for what reason, Shaolin didn't give the Jiangyang thief face first, and the people who provoked him came to the door in person.

"Master Jiang, is there a misunderstanding here, this temple does not despise the donor, there must be a misunderstanding here, please forgive the donor." Monk Huineng explained.

Pretending to be confused.

"There is no misunderstanding, your temple's letter back to us is very clear, and the master does not need to explain more." Jiang Yang didn't talk nonsense, and said directly, "I have long heard that the world's martial arts are out of Shaolin, Shaolin Temple is a martial arts holy land, I have been famous for a long time, I have always wanted to come to learn it, I also want to see, how many Shaolin Temple martial arts have the warrior monks of your temple inherited?"

After a pause, Jiang Yang added, "I've met too many in the East Whale, the mainstream factions of Neon Karate claim to be the strongest martial arts on the surface, and their sumo, judo, and kendo are known as the world's best in the world, and so on...... All sorts of boasting

, bells and whistles, commercial packaging, but when you really fight, you will find that they do not live up to their name.

I see that the commercialization of your temple is also very successful, there is no problem with commercialization, this is also the trend, but I don't know, in this era of commercialization, how many Shaolin 72 stunts have been inherited, I am very curious.

I'm sure netizens across the country are also very curious."

The old monk's cultivation is extremely high, and there is no unhappy expression on his face, but the little monk behind him is not so self-cultivated, a tall monk in his early twenties stepped forward, and said with a displeased face: "Master Jiang, Shaolin is an important place for Buddhism, not a place to challenge martial arts, please go back quickly."

Jiang Yang turned his head and made eye contact with the group members behind him.

The next second, the members all laughed.

"Haha, boss, on the way we came just now, we also said that if these monks put on a posture that they should not fight, and refuse us on the grounds of the quiet place of Buddhism, and dare not fight us, we are really not good at force, so I hope that a thorn will jump out, and if I am not convinced, this will not come out."

"Huh!" Jiang Yang smiled, "If there is no thorn jumping out, then Shaolin Temple is really a straw bag, and if someone jumps out unconvinced, at least it proves that there are still people who can fight, which is good."

Bai Xiaoni stepped forward, "Master, we don't have to talk to them so much, we'll see the real trick under our hands." Bai Xiaoni stared at the old monk, "Hey, old monk, call out the masters in your temple, otherwise your group of little monks will not be our opponents, but you will lose the face of your Shaolin Temple, that's not good."

"You ......" The young monk wanted to speak but was interrupted by the old monk, "Amitabha, the quiet place of the Buddha Gate of Shaolin Temple, please come back to a few donors."

"Old monk, don't make any excuses, don't you dare or are you afraid?" Bai Xiaoni said in a contemptuous tone, "We are not bullying you, and we are not unreasonable, in this way, old monk, you can directly say that our Shaolin Temple martial arts are not good, then we will not say anything, turn around and leave."

The old monk Huineng proclaimed another slogan, there is cultivation, but it is impossible for the old monk to say that the martial arts of Shaolin Temple are not good.

"It is said that the Arhat Hall of your temple is a place to study martial arts, and the master will lead the way." Jiang Yang made a please.

After the monk hesitated for a moment, he knew that it was inevitable, and after proclaiming a slogan again, "Donor, please follow the poor monk."

"Master, please!"

The old monk led the way.

A large group of tourists in the back also wanted to come in, but were stopped by a few monks, "Amitabha, the benefactors are not open to the public in the city's internal places, and please stay."

I won't let it in.

If you can't get in, you can watch the live broadcast, and many tourists have taken out their mobile phones and clicked into the live broadcast room of Jiangyang thieves, and you can watch it through the live broadcast screen.

Jiang Yang and his entourage followed the old monk inside, passed through several temple buildings and arrived at a large hall, with three big characters of "Luohan Hall" written on it.

At this time, dozens of warrior monks gathered in the main hall, and their eyes were all focused on Jiang Yang Dao, full of curiosity.

The name of the world's number one master, these monks have also heard of it.

Jiang Yang's eyes swept around, and he didn't see any masters in the group of warrior monks, there were a few who had a bit of real kung fu, but it wasn't worth his hands.

"Xiao Ni, Wei Wei, you two try the kung fu of these little monks." Jiang Yang spoke.

Give it to two apprentices.

"Yes, Master!" Bai Xiaoni and Xia Weiwei took a few steps forward at the same time, clasping their fists with both hands: "Jiangyang's disciple Bai Xiaoni (Xia Weiwei), please advise!"

"Two girls...... a monk muttered in the crowd.

Bai Xiaoni's eyes were looking for the past, focusing on a fat young monk, "You, come out!"

Pointing to the monk, Bai Xiaoni continued to point her hand to the tall monk who stood out unconvinced.

Turning around, Bai Xiaoni said to Xia Weiwei beside her, "Sister Weiwei, these two little monks have been handed over to me."

Xia Weiwei nodded, took a few steps back to make room.

Bai Xiaoni's gaze

The two monks who came out of the city, "You go together, otherwise you won't be my opponent."

"Isn't the female benefactor too arrogant?" The tall monk stepped forward, not presiding, the great monk had already come to the fire.

Being provoked by someone comes to the door is that the Bodhisattva will also be on fire, not to mention that a few little monks are not Bodhisattvas yet, and they do not have this kind of cultivation.

"Less nonsense, take it!"

Bai Xiaoni stepped forward with a punch, using the killing move in Baji Boxing to elbow her heart.

Compared with the Bai family's family martial arts Xinyi Boxing, Bai Xiaoni prefers Bajiquan, which is in line with her personality, straightforward, fierce, and in a certain respect, Xiaoni is more fierce than the master.

The first time I met with the master, I started without saying a word, and even Jiang Yang was surprised at that time.

No, the tall monk was also surprised, he didn't expect a girl to be so fierce.

It's too late to dodge, so you can block with your hands on your chest.

"Kick! Step on! Kick!"

The tall monk was beaten so badly that he staggered back several steps and almost fell.

It still stands, at least not a straw bale.

"Having said that you are not my opponent, let's go together." Saying that, Bai Xiaoni rushed to another monk who had just come out of the crowd.

The little monk hadn't reacted yet.

Or that he has no actual combat experience, and when he reacted, he had already been kicked over.

"The young lady is too fierce!"

"Awesome!"

"All for Sister Xiaonie."

"Sister Xiaoni, you are the goddess in my heart."

"The warrior monks of Shaolin Temple are nothing more than this, and they can't even catch a single move from the young lady."

The barrage in the live broadcast room swiped the screen.

At the scene, the warrior monks of the Luohan Hall showed surprised expressions.

Before it was over, Bai Xiaoni turned around and rushed towards the tall monk from before.

The move just now was pushed back a few steps, and the tall monk had already comprehended Bai Xiaoni's power, and he didn't dare to be careless at the moment, and he also used Shaolin Kung Fu.

After only two moves, he fell into passivity.

After a few moves, the tall monk took a punch on the bridge of his nose and covered his nose and was defeated.

"Good!" Gao Meng applauded loudly and applauded vigorously.

"Bang bang!" Li Lei applauded, not forgetting to mock, "This is the Shaolin Temple warrior monk, isn't it good?"

"Isn't it good, we are all bluffed by film and television dramas, what kind of martial arts in the world is out of Shaolin, how awesome do you think, and that's how it turned out?" Gao Meng said disdainfully.

The two veteran actors in the atmosphere group have begun to create an atmosphere.

"I'll come."

It was a muscular monk who walked out.

"Xiao Ni, leave this to me." Xia Weiwei spoke.

After saying that, she stepped forward, and she was also influenced by Xiao Ni, she rushed forward and started without saying a word.

I used the best Baguazhang.

In the past few months, under the guidance of the master, Xia Weiwei's Baguazhang has already broken through the bottleneck of many years, and her cultivation has reached a higher level, and her strength has also increased a lot.

The strength of the muscle monk is not weak, and his kung fu is relatively solid.

The two exchanged dozens of rounds in the blink of an eye.

"Bundle of Bodies"

"Palm against elbow."

After a few quick moves, the two separated.

"Take!" Xia Weiwei clenched her hands into fists.

I saw that there was an extra palm print on the monk's chest on the muscle monk's chest.

"Amitabha, the female benefactor's set of Bagua palms is extremely exquisite, and the poor monks are convinced that they are not defeated in their skills." The muscular monk folded his hands, and if he was defeated, he would be defeated.

"Bang bang!" Bai Xiaoni applauded and shouted loudly, "Sister Weiwei is amazing!"

"Great!"

"Wonderful!"

"Well played!"

The fight between the two just now was indeed quite exciting, and Jiang Yang had praise in his eyes.

Wei Wei put a lot of energy into managing the club, and it is not easy to keep her martial arts proficient

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The atmosphere in the hall changed, and three monks in a row were defeated

Especially the muscular monk, his skills are among the best among many young warrior monks.

Are the two girls so powerful?

Or their masters...... There are monks looking at Jiangyang.

Is he really the number one grandmaster in the world?

The monks of Shaolin Temple are not ignorant of the outside world, and some monks even started live broadcasts, of course they know the deeds of Jiangyang, which is recognized as the first in the world by the whole network.

It's just that as a warrior monk of Shaolin Temple, he naturally has a sense of pride and is unwilling to admit it.

If you don't admit it, then use facts and strength to make you admit it.

"Who else?"

"Who's going to be beaten next?"

"Who else?"

"I'm not targeting anyone, I'm saying that everyone in this room is rubbish."

"I'm going to hit 10."

The barrage swiped the screen, and netizens were already familiar with the routine and shouted first.

Sure enough, then Bai Xiaoni shouted, "Who else?"

"Haha!" A netizen in front of the computer laughed, and I don't know why I felt funny when I saw this scene.

Netizens think it's funny, it's funny, but the warrior monks of Luohan Hall don't think it's funny.

His expression became serious.

Shaolin Temple is known as the world's largest faction, I didn't expect to encounter a hard stubble today, is it a hundred years of reputation in today's setback?

Just as the warrior monks looked at each other, "Amitabha!" A Buddha horn sounded, and a group of thirty or forty warrior monks came in from a side hall, led by two warrior monks who were twins, with ruddy faces, and they looked thirty years old, and they could never tell that these two monks were 50 years old.

Here comes the master.

Jiang Yang's gaze fell on the twin warrior monks, and his eyes were full of excitement.

That's right, excitement.

Finally, the master came out, and it was a top master.

So far, Jiang Yang has only seen two masters, one is Kamiya Musashi, and the second is the master of the Jade Dragon Temple, and he has seen two more.

The aura of the two monks is stronger than that of Kamiya Musashi and the Jade Dragon Observation Lord.

Cultivation has reached the Grandmaster level.

Jiang Yang remembered that Yang Hu had talked about several grandmasters in the Tang and Tang martial arts worlds, one was the sword immortal of Zhongnan Mountain, and the other was the two masters of Shaolin Temple, Jue Yuan, Jue Xing.

These must be the two of them.

The warrior monks behind the two monks are also masters.

One of the monks had a copper-colored skin.

There is also a monk with thick palms, and at first glance he has cultivated unusual kung fu.

Among them were a group of monks with sticks, a total of 18 people.

The number 18 is so coincidental, is it eighteen Arhats?

Very good, Shaolin Temple deserves to be the world's largest faction with masters, and there is more than one.

This is fun, if there is no master in Shaolin Temple, it will be too disappointing, it will not be fun.

This trip is the right one.

Exploded a group of masters.

Jiang Yang's hands are a little itchy, which is called seeing the hunting heart.

"Sister Weiwei, the master is here." Bai Xiaoni's eyes flickered, and she could see that a group of monks who came out were all masters, especially the feeling that the twin monks gave her was unfathomable.

"You two stand down." Hearing Master's words, Bai Xiaoni and Xia Weiwei returned to Master's side.

"The two masters, presumably the first one in the Luohan Hall of the Shaolin Temple, the two masters of Jueyuan and Juexing?" Jiang Yang spoke.

Awakening Circle, Consciousness ...... Bai Xiaoni's eyes lit up, "The two grandmasters of Shaolin Temple!"

Xia Weiwei's eyes also lit up, and she naturally knew about these two martial arts masters.

This time it's wonderful.

You can also see and enjoy a duel between grandmasters.

The first time was in the East Whale Palace, where the master faced off against the two kendo masters of Kamiya Musashi.

Less in front of you

The two high monks of Rinji Temple are much stronger than Kamiya Musashi.

Xia Weiwei has heard Wudang's predecessors talk about these two grandmasters of Shaolin Temple, they are definitely the pinnacle of the Tang Dynasty, and the two monks are also good at a combination of techniques, and they are stronger together.

Master...... Don't worry about Master, I believe that no matter how powerful these two monks are, they are not Master's opponents.

Xia Weiwei has long established the invincible image of the master in her heart, the master is the god of martial arts, the number one master in the world.

"The poor monk is Jueyuan, this is my junior disciple Juexing, Master Jiang." Master Jueyuan clasped his hands together.

The eyes of the junior disciple Jue Master next to him flashed with gold, "Master Jiang Shi is known as the number one grandmaster in the world, and when he sees it today, he has reached the unity of heaven and man, and his name is well deserved."

A real master knows the depth of the other party by looking at each other.

The two monks saw at a glance that Jiang Yang's cultivation had reached the unity of heaven and man, and reached the peak realm of martial arts.

No. 1 in the world, worthy of its name.

After saying this, the eyes of the master of consciousness showed an eager light, which was the reaction of meeting a real master.

"It's just a false name, the master has won the prize." Jiang Yang smiled slightly, "The two masters must have already known that I am here to teach the Shaolin Temple Luohan Hall's kung fu."

"First seat, let the disciples come and learn the skills of Master Jiang."

It was a monk with a bronze skin who spoke, and he took a few steps forward to face Jiang Yang, "I heard that Mr. Jiang's golden bell jar is rare to meet opponents, and it just so happens that the little monk also has a golden bell jar, so I dare to teach Master Jiang Shi."

After that, the monk took a step forward and started his kung fu.

I saw that the monk had undergone an astonishing change, and his original copper-colored skin was deeper.

It was as if the person had swelled in a circle.

"Great Monk, your Golden Bell Jar has been cultivated to the peak of the sixth layer, and you are one step away from breaking through the seventh layer, it's a pity!" Jiang Yang shook his head and sighed.

The great monk had a surprised look in his eyes.

The other party saw at a glance that he was false and real, and he saw that he had suffered internal injuries because of his cultivation of the Golden Bell Jar, and he had been stuck in the sixth layer, and it was impossible to break through the seventh layer.

Unless he healed the internal injuries he had on his body, even the power of the entire Shaolin Temple could not heal his internal injuries.

That is to say, if there is no miracle, the great monk will not be able to break through the seventh layer in his lifetime.

This is the secret of the great monk, the other party can see through it at a glance, and his strength is unfathomable.

"But you're very lucky, Great Monk, that you met me today."

The next second.

Jiang Yang moved, narrowed the distance with an arrow step, and slapped the great monk's chest with one palm.

The great monk did not dodge or dodge, and carried the golden bell jar to be hard-connected.

"Bang Bang Bang!" A few sounds in quick succession sounded like a lap on a wooden stake.

After a few breaths, Jiang Yang slapped several palms around the back of the great monk on the chest of the great monk.

The last palm went around the front and slapped it on the chest.

Finish the day.

Jiang Yang returned to the same place,

Not down yet...... Hey, no, the great monk didn't fall.

Paying attention to the strange expression of the great monk, he was puzzled at first, Jiang Yang quickly slapped him a few times just now, and his feeling was light, but every time there was a heat penetrating into his body, and it didn't hurt him, what was going on?

was puzzled, and in the next second, the great monk felt his whole body's qi and blood churning.

"Close your eyes and concentrate on the seventh layer!" Jiang Yang's voice came from his ears, and the great monk was shocked in his heart, and he closed his eyes.

Motionless.

What's the situation?

Gao Meng on the side didn't understand, why did this monk stay motionless and close his eyes?

Could it be that he was slapped stupidly by the boss a few times?

Puzzled, Gao Meng glanced at Li Lei next to him.

Li Lei shook his head as if he didn't understand.

Glancing at Xia Weiwei again, her eyes flickered, staring at the great monk.

And the boss smiled.

The first seat of the two Arhat halls, the amazing colors in the gods flashed in.

The other warrior monks didn't understand what was wrong with Uncle Shi.

"Uncle?" A young warrior monk couldn't help but ask.

"Don't bother your uncle, he's at the critical juncture of a breakthrough in his cultivation." Master Jueyuan spoke.

"Ah......" the little monk opened his mouth wide.

Uncle Shi is going to break through the seventh layer of the Golden Bell Jar?

The surroundings fell silent, and all eyes were fixed on the Great Monk.

At this time, the number of online netizens in the live broadcast room exceeded 100 million.

"What's wrong?"

"Why is this great monk motionless, who can explain?"

"Don't understand what's going on?"

"Is it that the great monk was pointed out by the boss?"

"It seems to say that this great monk is about to break through, and his cultivation is about to break through."

"That's right, the boss clapped a few times just now, as if he helped this monk to make a breakthrough."

A small number of netizens understood. Z.br>

Countless pairs of curious eyes in the main hall.

Await.

Ten minutes later, the great monk moved.

I opened my eyes.

Exhale and make a sound.

"Smack!" Suddenly, the monk's robe on the top of the great monk exploded, revealing copper-colored skin.

What's even more amazing is the chest, the arm muscles are beating, like the heart.

Inhale and retract the work.

The great monk's face became excited, he faced Jiang Yang with both hands and fists, and bowed respectfully, "Thank you Master for your success!"

Before it was over, the great monk knelt down and kowtowed directly.

He had to knock this head.

Jiang Yang is like a kind to him.

Because of the cultivation of the Golden Bell Jar, the great monk suffered internal injuries. The magic skill of the golden bell jar has always been one of the most difficult martial arts to practice in Shaolin Temple, and the cultivation of the golden bell jar is not only to be subjected to inhuman torture, but also to suffer at the same time, and the slightest carelessness will be injured.

When cultivating to the sixth layer, the internal injuries left by the great monk's body are extremely difficult to heal due to this kind of practice.

Jiang Yang slapped him a few times just now, helping him successfully break through the seventh layer and heal the internal injuries left behind.

At this moment, the golden bell jar of the great monk has reached the seventh layer.

Shaolin Temple has been able to practice the golden bell jar to the seventh layer for hundreds of years, and there are historical records that the great monk is the third.

The second is more than 200 years ago, a warrior monk in the Luohan Hall practiced the golden bell jar to the eighth layer.

The first one is naturally the patriarch of the Shaolin Temple, the patriarch of Bodhidharma.

"You can teach." Jiang Yang nodded with a smile.

He saw that this great monk was talented, and Jiang Yang himself was systematic, so he knew very well that he could train the Golden Bell Jar to the sixth layer, and such a talent was definitely a genius in martial arts.

Originally, there were few people who studied martial arts.

When I met such a martial arts wizard, I was moved to cherish my talents, so I helped and helped this monk.

"Great monk, what is your Dharma name?" Jiang Yang asked.

"Little Monk Wisdom." The great monk replied respectfully.

"You are very good, I am very much looking forward to it, the golden bell jar is very difficult to practice, it is very rare to practice above the seventh layer in the past and present, I am very much looking forward to you, looking forward to where you can go in the end." Jiang Yang said with a smile.

Monk Huixin clasped his hands together, "The little monk will do his best to live up to the master's accomplishment."

"Amitabha." Master Jueyuan folded his hands as he spoke, "Master Jiang's miraculous skills are world-shattering, thank you for your help."

"It's just a gesture." Jiang Yang said, his gaze fell on the monk whose palm was easy for ordinary people.

This monk's palm is larger than that of ordinary people.

"This master must be cultivating the Mighty Vajra Palm. I met a monk at Sensoji Temple in the East Whale who had cultivated to the 6th level of the Mighty Vajra Palm.

I see that the master of the Great Vajra palm cultivation is still above, I wonder if I can teach it?"

"The donor is talking about Iwataka, and he did stay at the temple for a few years." The monk replied

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"Didn't ask the Master Dharma number?"

"Little monk Huiyuan." The monk replied.

"Master Huiyuan, please!"

Jiang Yang carried the golden bell jar, and he wanted to take the monk's strong vajra palm.

Monk Huiyuan walked out and folded his hands: "Master Jiang has offended." With that, he stretched out his palm.

His palms are indeed much larger than ordinary people's palms, as thick as bear's paws.

I don't know if it's dazzling, but others see that his palm is faintly shiny, similar to the luster of metal.

A fluttering palm slapped Jiang Yang's chest.

"Poof!" There was a sound like a lap on a log.

After a palm, Monk Huiyuan took a step back.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Before he stopped, Monk Huiyuan's face flushed, his surprise flashed, and his hands were folded, "Amitabha, Master Jiang's miraculous skills are amazing."

That's it?

Gao Meng, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was about to speak sarcastically, but before he could say anything, suddenly-

"Smack! Smack!" Two explosions in a row.

It turned out that the two stone slabs that Monk Huiyuan stepped on when he retreated burst open.

The third slate did not explode, and a pair of footprints appeared on closer inspection.

My good boy~~

Gao Meng's eyes widened, and he quickly withdrew the words from his mouth.

The bluestone slabs at the foot of the main hall are very thick, at least 10 centimeters thick.

Such a thick bluestone slab was exploded by stepping back a few steps.

That's a bit of a sudden.

"I'll go, startled."

"Mom, the slate exploded."

"Cow beep!"

"This great monk is a master."

"Did I just think that the monk tickled people with a light palm? I was mistaken, this monk is a great master."

"The great monk is very good, but the boss is even better, you think that a master like the great monk would have vomited blood a long time ago, and the boss was unscathed."

"The Boss's Golden Bell Jar is invincible."

The barrage swiped the screen, and many netizens were also taken aback by the sudden crackling sound.

Inside the main hall, the warrior monks were shocked.

Several young warrior monks looked at them in shock, first looked at the bursting stone slab on the ground, and then looked at Jiang Yang unscathed, and gasped a few times.

They knew very well that Senior Uncle Hui Yuan's Mighty Vajra Palm had already cultivated to the eighth realm.

The power of King Kong is extremely powerful, and even a real iron man can make a palm print with one palm.

Jiang Yang's thief took a palm, but he was unscathed.

The first grandmaster in the world, terrifying.

Even if it is the two first masters, it is impossible to take the strong Vajra palm of Uncle Huiyuan.

If it weren't for the explosion of the stone slab on the ground, I would really wonder if the scene just now was real.

"The eighth layer of the Mighty King Kong Palm is strong, but it is still a little bit short, and I look forward to the master Mighty King Kong Palm cultivating to the consummation realm, and then come back to comprehend it." Jiang Yang spoke.

His gaze shifted to the 18 warrior monks armed with sticks.

"There are eighteen Arhats in the Arhat Hall of Shaolin Temple, and the eighteen Arhat Array is the first strange array in the world.

Qi brush brush ~~

All eyes are on the 18 stick monks.

That's right, they are the Eighteen Arhats of the Luohan Hall.

I saw 18 monks come out.

Needless to say, they quickly spread out into a circle that would enclose the Yang in it.

Seeing this, the people around them stepped back to make way for a larger space.

"Formation." A monk shouted, 18 monks, 18 sticks pointed at Jiangyang in all directions.

In the next second, 18 monks shot at the same time, attacking Jiang Yang with sticks in their hands.

Jiang Yang also moved.

One jumped three or four meters high, dodging the incoming clubs.

When he landed, he stepped on a stick with his toes, and quickly rushed forward towards a monk.

The monk reacted quickly, quickly flashed to the side, and then two other monks on the side took his place, and two sticks attacked.

Jiang Yang stepped back, and was surrounded again when he jumped to the ground.

Eighteen monks circled around him, centered around him like a merry-go-round.

Onlookers are dazzled.

Stimulated.

This time it's really exciting.

Everyone, including the netizens in the live broadcast room, held their breath and widened their eyes, for fear of missing any detail.

The scene of the Eighteen Arhats has only been seen in the movie, who has seen it in reality, and no one has seen it.

Today is an eye-opener.

In the field, 18 monks changed their figures, and 18 sticks flew up and down like the 18 dragons in the picture, and they were superb.

Ordinary people don't talk about fighting back, and they are at a loss.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, not to mention 18 people and 18 sticks.

Lay down early.