The cold light flashed in his two eyes, he endured his emotions, and instantly had an idea, and his eyelids glanced at Chongzhen on the head of the city.

"Your Majesty's good intentions The little monk understands it, and he can be a lobbyist for His Majesty to go to the Dashun military camp, and the little monk is flattered. It's just that Your Majesty has to take out two hands, so that the little monk is convinced, and he is willing to run away for His Majesty."

Empty words, it turns out that you want to call the stupid boy, and you have to go around the poor monk after a long time to run errands for you, and thank you for your Longen, how can we Shaolin faction people be good at instructing?

It doesn't matter if you are the emperor or not, we monks don't buy this account.

"Oh, why did the monk say that?"

Chongzhen looked at him with a smile, the monk is now stunned, my face is not just for people, since you have come to this troubled water, then you have to go to the end.

"I have long heard that His Majesty's miraculous skills are world-famous, and martial arts practitioners pay attention to seeing masters, and they can't lose their arms, the little monk wants to learn His Majesty's tricks, I don't know if Your Majesty is willing to appreciate his face?"

Speaking of this, a boy came to worship the Buddha, and his body spun up two or three feet high, and landed steadily at the head of the city.

The soldiers of the Ming army at the head of the panicked city drew their bows and aimed, and their swords were tense, forming a situation of encirclement against him.

It's polite to say empty words, but it's already coming to the door, and Chongzhen can't do it even if he doesn't appreciate his face.

Therefore, Chongzhen waved his hand to the next hand and told them all to retreat. It's just a Shaolin monk, you don't have to be a soldier.

But with the cultivation of the empty monk, Chongzhen has already seen that it is the 2nd layer of the Qi Cultivation Realm, and he is the 1st level of the Qi Cultivation Realm.

Cultivating to a higher level, that is the crushing of strength.

But things are coming to this point, of course Chongzhen has to fight, otherwise he will be planted on the spot.

Chongzhen said: "Of course I am happy to accompany you, but we have to have a name for ourselves in this competition, what if we win, what if we lose?"

"If the little monk can't win His Majesty, of course, he is willing to be His Majesty's lobbyist and try his best to promote His Majesty's good deeds, if the little monk is lucky to win, Your Majesty must release him unconditionally, how?"

The empty eyes flashed with a witty gaze, a martial cultivator who practiced the first layer of qi, and the second layer of the qi realm by himself, he would definitely be able to easily do it.

As long as Chongzhen dares to agree, this time he will do the Dashun army a great favor.

It can also be regarded as giving back to Li Gongzi's incense money to Shaolin Temple.

"Okay, let's settle our minds." Chongzhen agreed very happily, without the slightest drag.

He nodded in the air, this emperor of the Ming Dynasty really dared to fight, he was really beyond his strength!

However, this courage really impressed the poor monk.

The hearts of these Ming soldiers in the city were hanging, this was a big bet, and the emperor bet 20 million taels of silver and 2,000 loads of grain.

If you can't win against this thief monk, the grain and silver will become a picture cake, and you have to release the three thieves unconditionally.

I'm afraid this is not only that, it will insult the emperor's reputation, maybe this thief monk hurt the emperor.

The emperor must win!

Wang Chengen secretly made preparations, and quietly told the crossbowmen of the Jinyi Guard to secretly aim at the air, but even then he was not at ease.

He also secretly ordered the musket battalion, and more than 30 muskets quietly aimed the muzzles of the black hole at the three monks in the city, and Wang Chengen asked them to act at the opportunity to ensure that the emperor was safe and sound.

Liu Fangliang and Li Yan on the bank of the moat also knew that the two of them were going to gamble.

Liu Fangliang and Li Yan also heard the conversation between the two of them clearly just now.

It seems that this monk can really do something, as long as they win this competition, Liu Zongmin and the other three will be saved, and turn around and let His Majesty King Chuang go to Shaolin Temple to give more incense money.

Shaolin Kung Fu is the best in the world, and the monks will definitely win this competition.

Just now, the monk shook his hand under the city, and the bright dog in the city fell to the ground.

Liu Fangliang and Li Yan were full of confidence and stared intently at the city.

Likong and Chongzhen opened their positions at the head of the city, ten steps apart, and their eyes were staring at each other.

Empty-handed.

At this time, Chongzhen also took off the sword of the Son of Heaven, "Since the monks don't use weapons, I can't defeat without martial arts."

As he spoke, he threw the sword to Wang Chengen.

Wang Chengen took the sword and complained secretly, the emperor was too dead-eyed, how powerful the swordsmanship of the Son of Heaven was, how could he fight him with his bare hands.

It's a big deal to let the monk also pick up a weapon.

Of course, Wang Chengen didn't know Chongzhen's plans.

Since I can't win against this Shaolin monk, I can't lose either, and I can guarantee that I won't lose this game.

What's the use of a sword, then?

It's funny in the hollow, the poor monk is practicing the magic of fingers, and besides, do you still need to use a knife and a gun to deal with someone like you?

Are you still going to fight me with your bare hands, is this contempt for the poor monks?

With his martial arts cultivation, it is impossible not to see the gap between the two of us in martial arts cultivation, but if we have to ask for hardship, then we will not blame the poor monk.

"Your Majesty is so frank, the little monk admires. Your Majesty, please make a move!" He still folded his hands and looked calm.

Chongzhen smiled, "I have always respected the monks, and I especially admire your Shaolin monks for their high morality, the most reasonable and credible, the monks, please."

"Amitabha, then forgive the whispering monk for being presumptuous."

Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen