Unconsciously, Huixin used the lion's roar skill, but it was only fixed in the Shaolin area, but it was not heard in other directions.

Fang Hua and Kuzen glanced at each other, shaking their heads and smiling bitterly.

The entire Shaolin was stunned for a moment, and then there was an uproar.

For many years, no one has ever despised Shaolin so much, and many monks can't help but show anger.

The Shaolin abbot, who was leading the monks to do morning classes in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, hurriedly stood up and said, "Everyone, follow the old man to meet this Huixin Zen master." ”

No matter what the Shaolin monks were doing at the moment, they all put down their tasks and rushed to the outside of the temple.

"Zen Master Huixin, what are you?"

"What do you say, isn't Shaolin very curious about the martial arts of the poor monks, but today the poor monks want to break into Shaolin and witness their own martial arts!"

Hundreds of monks and soldiers came out from all over Shaolin and surrounded Huixin.

"Stop, whoever asked you to come out, go back to morning class!"

Shaolin Fangzheng Zen Master, wearing a robe, walked out of the Shaolin Temple and scolded the surrounding monks.

"Amitabha, poor monk wisdom, I heard that Master Fang Hua said that you have something to do with the poor monk, since you are all here, you might as well witness it!"

Huixin took a step forward and looked at the square squarely.

I saw that it was an old man who seemed kind, and he also looked at Huixin with amazement.

"Abbot, the Huixin Divine Monk has reached the innate realm, and he is invincible!"

Kuzen hurriedly stepped forward, and the other party was whispering.

"Hey, are you and Fang Hua back, where have the others gone?"

Fang Sheng stood beside Fang Zheng, shocked, hearing what Kuzen said, but he didn't take it seriously.

Wulin has not had a congenital for many years, and I am afraid that it will be false.

Fang Hua smiled bitterly and said, "Senior brother, the awakening of the Buddhist supernatural power by the Huixin Divine Monk can no longer be judged by common sense, but in an instant, he grabbed me and Kuzen from the Hengshan Hall back to the Shaolin Temple, it is simply a blink of an eye, have you ever heard of anyone who has comprehended this kind of magical power?"

Fang Sheng and Fang Hua were stunned.

Huixin opened his mouth at this time and said, "The poor monk does not deny that he has learned Shaolin stunts and various internal skills, but it does not mean that the poor monk must have learned from Shaolin, can't he learn it from somewhere else?"

Huixin's questioning made Fang Zheng a little annoyed, and said, "Impossible, the temple has never had a stunt, listening to the words of Zen Master Huixin, it seems that the stunt comprehension of the temple is very, the poor monk wants to know, where does your martial arts come from, and who is the teacher?"

"Oh, if the senior monk of Shaolin makes a move, if he is better than the poor monk in one and a half moves, the poor monk will tell the origin, otherwise we will still speak with strength!"

"Don't be ashamed, abbot, teach him a lesson!"

"That's it, how can my Shaolin martial arts be spread outside, you really don't look like a monk!"

"Beat him, he's bullied to the door, you don't go up, I'll go up!"

The warrior monk quarreled, his words were unbearable, and Hui Xin sighed in his heart, now Shaolin is afraid that he cares about this kind of false name, and he no longer looks like a monk at all, which makes him very disappointed.

In the excitement of the crowd, Fang Zheng said, "Shut up, the thousand-year-old reputation of Shaolin Temple cannot be destroyed in one fell swoop, Master Huixin, you must not speak wildly, who will come forward to meet friends with martial arts?"

"I heard that Zen Master Huixin is proficient in the stunt of the temple, and the poor monk may wish to learn from you!"

A middle-aged monk over thirty years old stood up from the crowd and said with a blank face.

Everyone hurriedly exclaimed, "Senior Brother of Bitter Love!"

Huixin was stunned for a moment, and after careful inspection, he found that this person was just a first-class person in the rivers and lakes, and couldn't help but be disappointed, "You are too weak!"

"Zen Master Huixin, don't underestimate the enemy, this is the strongest master of the younger generation of the temple!"

"I'm afraid that Shaolin is in decline, so it is the strongest, and the poor monk is disappointed. ”

Fang Hua stomped his feet, seeing that the situation was like fire and water, and an unpredictable tragedy was about to occur, he hurriedly got out of the crowd and ran in the direction of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

I'm afraid that everyone hasn't seen the phantom of the Buddha, and I'm afraid that no one in the entire Shaolin is a Huixin opponent except for those elders who are in retreat.

"Amitabha, please make a move!"

The bitterness came to the center of the field, but said to Huixin kindly.

The most belligerent Kuzen sighed, "It's not a level, Senior Brother is not an opponent of Huixin Divine Monk at all. ”

"Oh, please do whatever you want, please!"

Even so, Hui Xin put his hands behind his back and looked at the sky, with an attitude of no one in his eyes, which angered the bitter feelings.

"Heh! Zen master be careful!"

Seeing that Huixin didn't care about himself, his expression changed, and the whole person was like a dry pine, and he did whatever he wanted, attacking Huixin with one palm.

"Heh, Senior Brother's Dragon Claw Hand has become superb, and all kinds of moves are at your fingertips, you really deserve to be Senior Brother!"

"That is, look at that Huixin Zen Master, who is only in his early twenties, how can he be the opponent of the senior brother, besides, I have never heard of such a person in the rivers and lakes!"

"Don't underestimate him, I've heard people say that this Huixin is not simple, he once defeated the Demon Sect Leader Dongfang Undefeated, Senior Brother is probably not Dongfang's undefeated opponent, right?"

"Hmph, how can you grow the morale of others to destroy your own prestige, I believe that the senior brother can win. ”

The surrounding monks began to discuss, but most of them did not believe that Huixin could win the bitter battle.

Kuzen came to Fang Zheng's side and sighed, "Uncle Shi, the monk has not used a single percent, you see that the senior brother can't bear it anymore, shout stop!"

As soon as the words fell, Huixin only smiled slightly, and also attacked the bitterness with the Shaolin dragon claw hand.

"Chasing the wind and catching shadows, stroking the piano and drums, criticizing the hypocrisy, eight-style chain!"

"This is not our dragon claw hand, why is it in his hands, but he is more skilled than the senior brother, he?"

"Oops, Big Brother is invincible!"

Bitter love's face changed, but he saw that Huixin's figure had disappeared without a trace!

"What about people?"

The surrounding monks didn't see it clearly, but they heard a bang, and the bitterness had been knocked away.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, stood up bitterly, clasped his palms and said, "Lost, the Zen master is strong in martial arts, admire and admire!"

"It's good to say, the poor monk uses Shaolin martial arts to fight the enemy, and he doesn't think there's anything wrong with winning the poor monk!"

Seeing that Huixin was humble, the surrounding monks' faces softened a little, and they were not as hostile as just now.

Ordinary monks are very simple, and Shaolin Temple rarely goes down the mountain to participate in martial arts battles, but they don't have too many eyes.

Fang Sheng and Fang Zheng glanced at each other.

"Senior brother, I'm afraid that this Huixin Zen master has also practiced the treasure of Shaolin Town Temple, Yijin Sutra, and has already completed it...... What the hell is going on?"

As soon as Fang Zheng's words fell, he saw that Fang Sheng had already entered the field.

"Amitabha, the old man will be a Zen master, please!"

Huixin pursed her lips and snorted coldly, "Please!"

Fang Sheng laughed, his internal force gushing, and the speed of his move change was very fast, but he was blocked by Huixin.

Everyone was amazed, and couldn't help but see some quaint moves, Shaolin Donkey Kong Palm, Ran Mu Knife Technique, Thousand Hands Guanyin and other wonderful moves, but no matter what moves Fang Sheng made, Huixin responded with the same moves and the same techniques.

After a few hundred rounds, Fang Zheng suddenly said, "Senior brother, come back, you are not the opponent of the Zen master, and my Shaolin is not the enemy of the Zen master, please stop!"

Hui Xin jumped out of the field, and said with a smile, "Sure enough, Fang Zheng, you have a good vision, indeed, the poor monk only used three percent of his strength, and Master Fang Sheng is no weaker than the Eastern Sect Master when he puts it on the rivers and lakes!"

Fang Sheng smiled bitterly and said, "Lao Wei really doesn't understand, where did Your Excellency learn the Shaolin stunt, Lao Ge has spent his whole life, and he has only learned eighteen kinds, and Your Excellency seems to be ......." ”

Huixin's moves are more skillful than everyone present, more like an old monk who has been immersed for hundreds of years, which is a little unreasonable at all, but everyone can't say why.