Shaolin Temple.

"Thank you to my nephew for rescuing me, I didn't expect my nephew to act so quickly, but it was a little clumsy. ”

Monk Xuan Lin glanced at the fat monk who was squatting in front of him, and said with a wry smile, his eyes full of gratitude.

"It's not... It's not me... Yes..."

The fat monk spread his hands in confusion, wanting to say that Xiao Jun did it, but he didn't know where Xiao Jun had run for a long time, and he didn't even have a figure.

"Get out of the way!"

At this moment, Monk Xuansheng rushed over, pushed the fat monk away, hurriedly squatted down to check Monk Xuan's injuries, and then clicked a few times on several acupuncture points of Monk Xuansheng, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"I didn't expect the national teacher's pinching fingers to be practiced to such a perfect point, the poor monk admired, but today the national teacher has already injured me Shaolin alone, I hope the national teacher will stop, don't be aggressive. ”

Xuan Sheng responded politely to Gu Mozhi, but there was obviously a trace of unhappiness in his words.

"Master Xuan Lin was injured, it was completely because he was not good at learning, and it didn't seem to have anything to do with the little monk, since he came to your place today, he naturally wanted to learn the high tricks of the Shaolin Temple, but at present, it seems that there is nothing wrong with what the little monk just said. ”

Kumachi sneered, arrogant to the extreme.

"You ..."

Xuan Lone, who was lying on the ground, listened to Gu Mozhi's words, and his blood attacked his heart, and he almost vomited blood again.

"Old shameless, so old to come out to swagger and deceive, do you use the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple I have a bit of B number in my heart, if you know each other, get out of Shaolin quickly, otherwise Lao Tzu will beat your shit out!"

At this moment, a voice came into the ears of everyone present, and the words were full of ridicule and abuse of Kumachi.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost! What kind of ability is it to stand up and compete with the poor monks, and hide in the dark and curse people!?"

Gu Mozhi was scolded so red-faced, looked around, and shouted loudly.

But the scene was silent, and no one paid attention to his words, because everyone was also looking for who the owner of the voice was.

Only the fat monk standing beside Xuan Lone's eyes lit up, and turned around to look for Xiao Jun's figure in the crowd.

"Hide your head and show your tail, is your Excellency so unsightly?! Not much better than the little monk!"

Kumachi shouted again at the crowd.

"Since you are looking for death by yourself, then you are welcome, I will use a set of Arhat boxing from Shaolin Temple to pick up your move!"

The voice sounded again, and then a very small stone suddenly flew out and hit the fat monk's knee joint.

As the words fell, the fat monk staggered forward a few steps and stood opposite Kumachi.

Everyone present couldn't help but look at the fat monk, their faces were full of surprise, they didn't expect that the person who spoke was him.

"How can a monk speak so rudely, and he is good. ”

Xuan Ci glanced at the fat monk, folded his hands, shook his head, and continued, "Are you sure?"

"Huh... What? I didn't say that..."

The fat monk looked at Xuan Ci with a bewildered expression, his eyes were full of innocence, and he was at a loss.

"This is Little Master, are you sure you want to use Shaolin's Luohan Fist to fight the poor monk?"

At this moment, Gu Mozhi took a step forward, stared at the fat monk, and said with a sneer.

"No, I..."

The fat monk just wanted to explain, when Xiao Jun's voice suddenly sounded in his ears again.

"Senior brother, do you want to become famous in a fight? How long have you been guarding that broken vegetable garden? A good man has ambitions in all directions, people go to high places, and if you want others to look up to it, you have to fight for your own life!"

"Look at the way that bald donkey looks at you, he doesn't treat you as a human being, can you swallow this breath? If you admit defeat now, you won't be able to mix in the Shaolin Temple in the future, and even the vegetable garden manager will have to be lost! Don't worry, with me secretly helping you, you won't lose!"

Thousands of miles away!

The fat monk listened to Xiao Jun's endless talk and chaotic encouragement, although he was a little confused, but he was also stimulated with a bloody nature that he had never before, gritted his teeth, took two steps forward, and stared at Gu Mozhi, emotional.

"You are not his opponent, hurry down, Shaolin Temple can't lose, otherwise you will really lose face. ”

At this moment, Monk Xuansheng slowly walked to the fat monk's side and whispered.

"Get out of here!"

I don't know where the fat monk got the courage, so he pushed Monk Xuansheng away and said dissatisfied. But then he reacted and shrunk his neck in fright.

"Just let him try, even if he loses, he is a junior, and there is no shame in losing to the national teacher. ”

Xuan Ci looked at Xuan Sheng, shook his head lightly and said.

Xuan Sheng listened to Xuan Ci's words, stepped aside, and no longer stopped.

The fat monk stared at Gu Mozhi deadly, he was already eager to try, and he was encouraged by Xiao Jun indiscriminately, he was already carried away and had already lost his mind.

"Okay, then let the poor monk learn your tricks!"

Gu Mozhi said, put on a posture, and waited for the battle.

"Dig out your heart with a black tiger!"

Xiao Jun's voice sounded in the fat monk's ears again.

The fat monk didn't hesitate any longer, and attacked Gu Mozhi with a punch, his posture was extremely ugly and slightly clumsy.

Gu Mozhi snorted coldly, and the same black tiger attacked with his heart, facing the fat monk, and even such a simple move had to be imitated with Xiao Wuxianggong.

It's really brazen!

Seeing that the two fists were about to intersect, suddenly a small stone flew out silently again, directly hitting the elbow joint of the arm that the fat monk swung out!

The fat monk was shocked, and then he felt that his arm was suddenly full of strength, like a torrent converging, surging towards his fist.

A muffled snort came, and I saw that Gu Mozhi was actually knocked away by the fat monk's punch, staggered to the ground, and fell backwards again and again!

Everyone present was stunned, especially the three senior monks of Shaolin Temple, who didn't expect the fat monk to have such a deep internal force.

Gu Mozhi was even more surprised, he didn't expect that he would lose, and he didn't even take the fat monk in his eyes, but the result already said it all, he lost a move.

"Come again!"

Gu Mozhi was annoyed and ashamed, shouted angrily, and took the initiative to attack and meet the fat monk.

The fat monk didn't know where the confidence came from, so he greeted it fearlessly, and punched again, maybe because of the power of the punch just now, he once again used the trick of the black tiger to dig out his heart!

Gu Mozhi was suspicious, worried about the power of this punch, turned slightly sideways, dodged the fat monk's move, and at the same time slashed at the fat monk's neck with a hand knife!

One of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, wood-burning knife method!

"Be careful!"

Xuan Sheng, who was not far away, hurriedly reminded him.

At the same time, another pebble flew out in an instant and hit the fat monk's upper arm!

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the fat monk's punch had changed direction, and it was aimed at Gu Mozhi again!

A muffled snort came again! I saw the fat monk's punch hit Gu Mozhi's waist like lightning!

Immediately afterwards, he saw Gu Mozhi staggering back a few steps again, frowning, and glaring at the fat monk.

"Why do you keep using the black tiger to dig out your heart!?"

Hatomo asked, gritting his teeth.

But the fat monk didn't pay attention to him at all, raised his right hand, and looked straight at it, he never knew that his strength was so high, and he finally showed his face today!