Chapter 4, Winning the Conference Sixty-six times, disobedience and re-fighting
I saw the big monk at the head and said: "Amitabha, good and good! Shaolin Dust Wheel!" The little monks said in turn: "Bitter wisdom, bitter knowledge, bitter emptiness!"
The word has been closed, and the time is to shoot, and the four Arhat fists form a battle, which is interlocking.
Zhu Di was startled, he was already surrounded by four people, suppressed with fists and feet, and saw that the heads of the four people were like waves and their hands were like meteors. The body is like a willow, and the feet are like a drunkard. This Shaolin Luohan Boxing is the superior martial arts of foreign kung fu, punching and punching, fierce and brave.
Zhu Di saw the punch, the momentum was violent, and he couldn't be hard-connected! So he was smart, avoiding the real and attacking the false, and the pace was free and fast, and he was defused one by one, and he was a light and agile martial arts.
Zhu Di split his palm to counterattack, the fan waved, and the white jade group flew all over the sky, and everyone in the audience had just reacted, and more than 60 moves had been played.
Xiao Liang was frightened in his heart, but he saw that Zhu Tong was also stunned, and he was worried, this Shaolin martial arts is vicious, if there is a few bad pools, Zhu Di will either die or be injured!
Gu Yun couldn't help but admire this Shaolin martial arts in the audience, and listened to him: "This Shaolin kung fu is a foreign family all the way, fierce and fierce, vicious and ruthless! The strength of this martial art is one thing, and the level of this realm is another. ”
Ye Jinquan said: "Yes, Brother Gu has a high opinion! Our Wudang martial arts pay attention to defeating the real with the false, and winning the surplus with the insufficient. Of course, according to my skill, my void is just a teacup, but the enemy's reality is a bucket of water, and this void can't be defeated!"
Zhu Tong knew that among the people, Gu Yun and Senior Brother Ye Jinquan had the highest martial arts, and several of his martial arts brothers might not be able to win.
Suddenly, I saw that the two monks in the bitter space had a fist fight, whistling and windy, and saw that the two of them raised their left fists at the same time, and Zhu Di's hands were a grid, and he turned to the right, turning his fist into a palm wind, and he was pushed out for a while, like a tiger roaring! It is the Wei Tuo palm in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple!
Zhu Di blocked the horizontal frame, and said in his heart that if he didn't use some housekeeping skills, it would be difficult to ensure that a few of you bald asses would not take the lead. Zhu Di jumped out of the formation, and saw the great monk of the dust wheel, and the Arhat fist slammed, but saw Zhu Di folding the fan and beating it, with a bang, like a sharp steel knife, the sleeves of the four monks were torn open!
The dust wheel master made a move in the "Luohan Boxing" in the "Yin Palm", and saw him squatting with a step, the palm from the bottom, is going to block, Zhu Di took advantage of the situation to use the "Tai Chi Boxing", he is Zhang Songxi's closed disciple, to learn from Zhang Songxi Zhang Sanfeng created the Tai Chi boxing method, Tai Chi Boxing is heavy and soft, the connotation is strong, I saw Zhu Di under the feet of the "Tai Chi pile" standing still, left hand a grid, a circle, a soft force to bring the dust wheel master's palm to the air, is the Tai Chi mantra to smash, squeeze, press, in, the word is a must.
I saw Zhu Di, holding the dust wheel with one hand to punch, Tai Chi boxing pays attention to borrowing strength, the dust wheel punched out, but Zhu Di was pushed back, the Shaolin pile under his feet has been broken, how do you know that Zhu Di's name is called "Bird Tail" is the nemesis of the dust wheel master! The dust body was caught, naturally planted forward, Zhu Di was inserted under his center of gravity when he was on the ground, and the momentum was swept away, this Shaolin master has been practicing hard day and night on the mountain for a long time, and he is naturally not afraid of this sweep, Zhu Di smiled slightly, and pressed his palm, the monk's center of gravity was already unstable, and he was one-legged on the ground! It only takes two taels of strength to knock it over!
Zhu Di smiled, and saw the three little monks come to fight, between his "holding the bird's tail", there are countless subtleties, indescribable! This eight-foot-high dust wheel monk was Zhu Di like a kite, and flew among the three of them, the martial arts of the three monks have not reached the ultimate level, although the strength is great, but can not be retracted and released freely, three punches and hit a vicious roar, but the dust wheel monk flew several feet, only to see his chest sink deeply, sternum burst, I don't know life and death!
The three little monks are competitive, where can they retreat, how do they know that the strongest of the four is the dust wheel, the three of them are less strong reinforcements, where can they be the opponent of Zhu Di, I saw Zhu Di folding the fan flying out, with the Wudang body of the "Nine Palace Bagua Cloth", wearing in the "iron cloth pile" of this Shaolin monk, for a while chic and free, if the bird flies back.
I saw Zhu Di use the "Wudang acupoint hand", and use the fan as a blade to buckle the three people's backs, everyone turned around, and the four of them separated, Zhu Di smiled and said: "Hahaha, Wudang Zhu Di is ugly!"
Zhu Di jumped off the stage, and although the heroes and heroes in the four circles were amazed at the wonder of their way of getting up and the high level of martial arts, they didn't know what was going on! Why did Zhu Di stop when the victory or defeat was not decided?
But the three monks on the stage were motionless and unresponsive for a long time. Master Chenpu was busy checking but saw that the three monks had already been pointed out by Zhu Di. For a while, on and off the stage, everyone secretly admired Wudang's martial arts.
The strong men in the audience asked each other: "My good man, this Wudang Sect has only been established for a hundred years, why can't this Shaolin Temple beat him for thousands of years?"
A chivalrous man said: "Eh, you don't know about this, although this Shaolin Temple has been established for thousands of years, but this Wudang's Taoist kung fu has been there for a long time!"
"Oh? yes!"
The chivalrous man said: "According to legend, the old ancestor of Fuxi painted hexagrams, and the kung fu of this Taoist family appeared! That was before the Buddha was born I don't know how long it was Lak! Later, in the Great Song Dynasty, the Quanzhen sect Wang Chongyang, and then passed on the disciple Beiqizhen, that is a well-known martial arts hero! Therefore, although this Wudang faction is not as long as Shaolin, but the foundation of this Taoist kung fu, I think it is not only better than their monks. ”
There was a lot of chaos on the stage, and they all went to help people take care of the master of the seriously injured dust wheel! Master Dusty Pu looked at Gu Yun and couldn't say anything in his heart, so he had to grit his teeth.
The sunset shone obliquely, and with a whoosh, a yellow ball, like a figure.
"King Kong Palm!"
When everyone was stunned, the figure had already flashed, and a palm hit Zhu Di on the chest, Zhu Di turned his back to the man and had no time to look back, only feeling a cool breeze behind him.
A loud bang passed, and Gu Yunden sent out a burst of dragon groans and ran, howling ~~!
Gu Yun knew that the opposite side was strong, so he didn't slack off and moved a step in front of Xiao Liang, and suddenly shook the air with a force, and there was a somersault, and he stood on the stage a few steps later, and the person who came was already out of breath.
When I saw the man, he was seven feet long, with a plump face, and a pair of white beauties, which covered his facial features clearly. With a three-foot long beard on his face, he looks white like a high-ranking monk.
The Shaolin Temple robe is also divided into grades, this old monk is sixty or seventy years old, the robe is sewn with gold wire, the red is dazzling, the sunset is sparkling, it is a level higher than the dusty master.
Everyone was shocked, but they heard the dust on the stage scold: "Bold boy, thank you Master Abbot for not killing!"
Gu Yun laughed in his heart, and said in his heart that although this person's martial arts are the first in Shaolin Temple, they are still inferior to themselves, if they are consumed with one palm, the internal strength of the mixed yuan in their own body is domineering and arrogant, not to mention, it is the pure yang true qi that is constantly fighting stronger and stronger, and his own young strength can also consume this old and decrepit monk to death, so why not kill it?
The audience ate melons, and they couldn't see it, so they said that the Shaolin abbot was merciful.
Gu Yun smiled: "Hahahaha, who should I have not been shocked to death by Gu Mou's palm, it turned out to be the three-year-old master of Shaolin Abbot Chen, disrespectful!"
Dusty Pu thought that this three-year-old was powerful, but he turned his lips back: "Stinky boy, you are rude!"
Gu Yun's personality is so competitive, if you just give up, you will be fine, but if you want to take advantage of the situation to bully and bully him, if he is not in his right mind, he will make a fuss, and then burst into a burst of laughter: "Hahahaha, what if I am rude!
Chen three years old is not a Han people, is a Mongolian and Han girl illegitimate son, mother died of illness at the age of three was sent to Shaolin Temple to learn martial arts, relying on the privileges of the nation, in the Shaolin Temple is very status, thinking that he is a Mongolian nobleman, so he became the abbot. He secretly hated the anti-Yuan righteous people in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it openly, for fear of hurting his own interests, but he had done many unknown things with the Mongols for many years.
He heard that Gu Yun wanted to compare again, and there was really no certainty of victory in his heart, this battle Gu Yun or victory or draw would damage the prestige of Shaolin Temple, if he barely defeated Gu Yun, he would not be able to win face, so he pretended to say: "cough cough, our Shaolin Temple is a big cultural group that everyone wants, everything we do is responsible for the big guys, we can't do things extremely, we must be harmonious, and we can do good things with less anger! Little donor, you are young and ignorant, my Shaolin Temple is not willing to bully the small with the big and bully the weak! You quickly retreat! What a good thing to do if you are so angry!"
Immediately, he said to the Quartet: "Ah, today's dispute! Don't worry, our Shaolin Temple, tomorrow after the official start of the championship conference, we will slowly explain the law to everyone! At that time, I will thank my brother for the support of my fellow martial artists!"
At the age of three, he had to disperse with the monks, and let the major sects disperse first.
Gu Yun said with a smile: "Hey, old monk, if you don't fight, you won't run away! I think your "sudden" is the martial arts of the beggar gang! Eighteen palms of the dragon, how can you, as the head of the sect, steal the martial arts of other sects!"
Li Daqian was not used to Shaolin Temple and said: "Hahaha, the old abbot said so, you are still my apprentice~" On the same day, the five elders of the beggar gang formed a fifteen palms to descend the dragon and go to the king of war to protect it, and the five elders of the beggar gang will descend the dragon and eighteen palms in three moves, and Li Daqian's eighteen palms of the dragon descending move is just "suddenly."
The third year old was angry, "Hmph, boy, do you dare to report your name?"
"If you don't change your name in the downstream, you won't change your surname! Your surname is Gu Mingyun, and your name is Zilong!
The third year old said: "Okay, okay, we didn't invite you on the Shaolin invitation, and you are not welcome in the Shaolin Temple!"
Gu Yun said: "Heroes gathering righteousness is a major event in martial arts, there are thousands of heroes here, you Shaolin didn't invite, can't you come? This temple is opened by your family, this Songshan and Zhongyue Temple? Could it be that Songshan is also opened by your Shaolin Temple?"
"Hmph, in short, this Shaolin Temple just doesn't welcome you!" said the third year old.
Gu Yun smiled: "Eh, Huan is not welcome to me, it's not what you say! Tomorrow Gu Mouzhao comes, if the master doesn't look good, he will fight again! Hahahaha!"
The third year old was speechless for a while, and retreated with everyone.