Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Unknown Old Monk

As soon as Li Dian admitted defeat, Xuan Ci raised his palm with one hand, and said a Buddha call, Amitabha, concede, concede.

The martial arts people around were in an uproar, feeling that Qiao Feng was coming strongly, and instantly slapped him in the face, losing the first game, and the next two games must be won in all of them, otherwise, it would be really anticlimactic.

At this time, Murong Fu, who had just arrived from Gusu Murong from the bottom of the mountain, snorted coldly, Qiao Feng was really famous, and he wanted to provoke a martial arts dispute.

The head of the Boundless Sword Sect next to him also nodded slightly, and seemed to approve of this statement, and also said, The people of the rivers and lakes spread the rumors of Murong in the south and Qiao Feng in the north, it seems that the rumors are false, and they can't be fully believed.

Li Dian's first defeat made many martial arts people despise it, and they also moved a lot of thoughts.

He didn't care what the people around him thought, the most important thing at this time was to win the bet, and said flatly, the first game of our first person, who is on your side in the second game?

Xuan Ci thought about it, his side had already won the first game, as long as he guaranteed that the second game would also win, there would be no problem, and Shaolin could be saved.

Thinking of this, he replied directly, in the second scene, let the poor monk come to ask for advice.

Li Dian watched the second game of Xuan Ci and left the game, this is the belief that he will win, and intends to lay the overall situation in one fell swoop.

If you see through it, you don't say anything, you can directly turn around and salute the three elders in the sedan chair, this time I will ask the seniors.

lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, jumped out, stood in the middle of the field, and said lightly, leave this one to me, you can rest assured, there will be no mistakes.

Xuan Ci looked at this strange middle-aged beautiful man and asked, This is a gambling contract between me Shaolin and the leader of the beggar gang, and it has nothing to do with others, so you better go down.

Wu Yazi ignored Xuan Ci and didn't say a word, just looked at him coldly.

Li Dian explained on the side, this is the Supreme Elder Wu Yazi of the Carefree Sect, I am now in addition to being the leader of the Beggar Gang, I am also the head of the Carefree Sect, and I came here today, naturally it is a joint decision of my Beggar Gang and the Carefree Sect, do you still have objections.

Xuan Ci couldn't get rid of this variable, so he had to accept it.

Li Dian saw that the two sides were ready, and shouted directly to start.

As soon as the start fell, the robe on Xuan Ci's body shook, and flew out directly, covering Wu Yazi, intending to trap him, and on the other side, urging with his own skills, he hit Donkey Kong's palm and hit the opponent's chest, this shot was to go all out.

Wu Yazi looked at Xuan Ci's robe and Donkey Kong palm, and did not despise it, and used his own Northern Spiritual Skill to remove Xuan Ci's skill, and used the second form of the Tianshan Six Yang Palm, Yang Chun Baixue, to hit the opponent's chest.

Xuan Ci was deprived of his power at this time, the old power was exhausted, and the new power was not born, so he had to forcibly raise his qi, and he hit it hard with his palm, but he didn't take advantage of it, and was shocked back five steps before he stopped.

After the cliff was in the palm of his hand, he was still in place, and there was no retreat, which made a judgment, and the gap between the two people was more obvious.

Even so, there was still no carelessness, stepping on Ling Bo micro-step, continuing to make a move Tianshan Six Yang Palm Seventh Style, Yangguan Three Stacks, a combo, covering the major points around Xuan Ci's body, Xuan Ci's robe was present, the robe was launched, the whole body was surging, and the maximum defense force was resisted, as soon as the Yangguan Three Stacks and Qi Jin came into contact, they made a loud sound, and the skills of the two people were very strong, without reservation, Xuan Ci wowed, fell to the side of the Shaolin Xuanzi generation, together, a mouthful of blood, spurted out, fell to the ground, and splashed smoke and dust slightly。

Xuan Ci wanted to get up and fight again, but Xuan Ku stepped forward and held him down, and said to Li Dian, this Shaolin admits defeat, and after speaking, he took a deep look at Li Dian again, and then bowed his head again to heal his injuries.

Hearing that Shaolin admits defeat, Wu Yazi didn't say a word, and returned to the bridge coldly, intimidating the martial arts heroes.

The fellow people in the rivers and lakes who watched the battle around were indeed shocked, the abbot of Shaolin, who was a well-known monk in the rivers and lakes, had a high value of force, which was self-evident, but in the hands of this mysterious person, he was beaten to vomit blood and suffered heavy injuries after less than ten moves.

The leader of the Shennong Gang muttered to himself, such a character has never been heard of before in the rivers and lakes, which is amazing.

The people next to him couldn't help but agree.

Just as the martial arts heroes were amazed and frightened, Xuan Ci had already resumed his actions under the healing of his senior brother, and then got up and said to Li Dian, Qiao Gang Master, what a good calculation.

Li Dian said expressionlessly, concede, concede.

Xuan Ci ignored him and began to discuss with the people behind him, the current situation is one to one, a temporary draw, the last game, it is very important, there is no room for loss, if Shaolin is not involved in disputes, the last game must be won.

In the last game, the other party must be Qiao Feng on the field, so who will play on our side.

Xuan Nan Xuan and the others looked at each other, not knowing what to say, because now no one is sure that they can win the last game, and if they lose, they are Shaolin sinners, and they are not willing to take this responsibility.

Xuan Ci swept around, knowing what they were thinking, and was thinking about it, if it really didn't work, he would let his disciples fight, and if it was a big deal, it would be better than not fighting.

Just when he had this consideration and made a decision, Xuan Ku shouted the Buddha's name, Amitabha, let me come to the last one, if the other party is Qiao Feng, then I will play, maybe he will show mercy and not make a move on Shaolin.

Others heard Xuan Ku say this, thought about it for a while, and knew that this might be the way to have the highest winning rate at present, and there was no other way to pass it directly.

Li Dian saw that they were still discussing the candidates for the battle, and he didn't want to delay it for too long, so he directly urged, Abbot, how long do you have to discuss, I will wait for you for half an hour.

Xuan Ci was not angry, and replied lightly, it will be fine immediately, there is no need to urge again.

Li Diancai quieted down and waited quietly.

When it was decided to go on the field, he simply tidied up his monk's robes and stepped forward to prepare for the final battle.

But Li Dian watched the last one, intending to make Xuan bitter, secretly scolded despicable, and then roared with a lion's roar, old monk, you plan to keep watching, don't make a move, if that's the case, then I don't need to keep my hand, just kill directly, if you are ruthless enough, continue to hold back, don't make a move.

After saying this, Li Dian didn't look at Xuan Ku, and directly gave an order, and the beggars helped the disciples form a dog-fighting formation, and the Xiaoyao faction also formed a two-three-three-two-three-talent formation, and just waited for the final order to launch an attack.

The Shaolin monk on the opposite side was stunned, didn't he say a good gamble, why in a blink of an eye, he didn't talk about it, and planned to attack in a big way, seeing the other party forming a formation, the Shaolin warrior monks were not lazy, and the Shaolin Arhat formation responded in an instant.

As soon as Xuan Ci stepped forward to condemn Li Dian for not keeping his promise, he saw an old monk in a green robe floating over from inside Shaolin, holding a broom, extremely ordinary.

The old monk in the green robe shouted the Buddha's name, Amitabha, why should the donor be aggressive, it has to be so.