Hearing the words of the serious master, the Supreme Venerable frowned and snorted coldly, "Say, what is the second game like." ”

The serious master touched his beard and said with a smile: "We Shaolin people are very fair in doing things, very fair, and the second game will reduce the difficulty for you a little." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Bu Thin: "Your senior brother has already won a light for his teacher, and this time it is your second senior brother's turn." ”

Bu Thin smiled faintly, didn't speak, and walked directly to the field.

Not thin, very thin, in the eyes of others, as if the wind only needs to be a little stronger, it will blow him away.

The serious master walked to the side of the thin man, and then said: "We won the last game, this hairless Venerable must be unhappy to death, thinking that you Shaolin monks are just running faster, what's the big deal, do you mean this?"

As he spoke, the Serious Master smiled at the Supreme Venerable.

Hearing that his master was being ridiculed, Taijian's face turned cold, and he was about to enter a battle, but was stopped by the Most Holy Venerable with a wave of his hand.

"Could it be that we are playing tricks in the second game? If you have something to say, you can talk quickly, and if you have a fart, you can let it go. "The Most Holy Venerable closed his eyes and did not look at the Righteous Master, lest he become angry.

"I said that we Shaolin people are very fair, since you think that we won the first game just because we ran fast, then we won't run in the second game, let's stand and fight, stand and let you fight!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone present plucked out their ears to make sure they had heard correctly.

"What are you talking about, standing and let's fight?" Taekan asked, also a little strange.

"Yes, just stand and let you fight. The rules of the second competition are very simple, as long as the players you send can beat my second apprentice to the ground in a stick of incense, even if you win, add another sentence, this apprentice of mine is standing here, he won't move half a step, just stand and let you fight. ”

As soon as the words fell, a noise exploded at the scene.

"How can there be such a pit apprentice? Standing and being beaten?"

"Senior Brother Kongxian is still alive and bones, is there still one more such corpse now?"

......

There was a lot of discussion among the Shaolin disciples, and everyone was questioning the set of competition rules proposed by the serious master to let the people who were not thin go to death.

Not only the Shaolin disciples, but even the group of foreign monks opposite also discussed enthusiastically.

"Crazy, this old monk is definitely a madman. ”

"Shaolin really has no one to step on the horse, let such an old madman come up and make trouble. ”

......

However, after listening to the words of the serious master, the Holy Venerable suddenly raised a vigilance in his heart.

Originally, he also thought that the serious master was here to make trouble, but after the first competition, he felt that this serious master was not simple, at least the apprentices he taught were definitely not simple.

The strength of that fat monk is already unfathomable, and now this thin monk doesn't know what weird martial arts he will have.

Therefore, this time it was the turn of the Supreme Venerable who was a little undecided, and he didn't know who to send to play.

As the so-called feng shui rotates, the Holy Venerable never thought that the problem that had plagued the master of non-precept for a long time would fall on his head at this time.

He also began to hesitate to send his strongest Taijian to play.

But in the end, he stopped the plan.

The opponent's proposed victory condition is to win all three games, so Taijian must act as the finale to ensure the victory in the last game.

At this time, the Lama came over and said to the Holy Venerable, "Venerable, please let the little disciple Zabu participate in this competition, he has already repented of his previous defeat, and I believe that he will definitely live up to his mission this time." ”

Hearing the words of the Landless Lama, the Holy Venerable glanced at the crowd, only to see that Zabu had returned to the sidelines at some point, he had lost the anger he had when he ran away before, and now his eyes were flat, his face was calm, and suddenly his martial arts cultivation seemed to have reached another level.

It seems that the previous competition with the empty string gave Zabu a rare opportunity, allowing him to overcome the bottleneck on the road of martial arts, and make the power of the pair of iron fists more sophisticated.

After glancing at Zabu, the Holy Venerable nodded: "I also believe that he can win this time, go ahead, go and fight for the honor that belongs to him." ”

So, just like that, Zab stepped on the field again.

Seeing Zabu on the field, the discussion among the Shaolin disciples became louder.

The scene when Zabu faced the empty string is still vivid, everyone knows that Zabu's punch is very hard and fast, and even the Kongxian King Kong Jin of the empty string is not his opponent.

But now standing in front of him was just a skinny man as thin as a bamboo pole, how could he possibly withstand Zabu's iron fist.

Hearing the discussion of the Shaolin disciples, the Holy Venerable smiled with satisfaction: "We don't like to bully people either, so I'll give you a chance to change people and choose someone who can resist beating." ”

But the serious master walked to the side of the non-thin, pointed to the strong muscles of Zabu, and said to the non-thin: "Don't be thin, let the family beat it well, and don't have to show mercy to your subordinates." ”

After speaking, the serious master walked off the field without looking back, and returned to the three apprentices, leaving everyone around him stunned.

Don't be merciful?

With these doubts in mind, the spectators on the sidelines found that the competition had begun.

Zabu was not baffled by the serious master's words, he just smiled lightly: "If you think that you can still force me away like in the previous competition, then I advise you to dispel this thought, because I can't go this time, and you can't provoke me." The most difficult threshold on my martial arts path, just now, I successfully crossed it, so now my fist has finally become invincible in the world. ”

"I'm sorry, my kung fu is invincible in the world. Bu Thin smiled faintly.

As soon as the words fell, everyone once again saw Zabu's invincible iron fist.

Of course, the invincibility in this world is self-styled by Zabu.

The sharp fist ignited the air around him again, and the raging fire rained down on the small body that was not thin and slender.

Many people were so frightened that they closed their eyes, because the moment they saw Zabu punching, it was very natural in their minds that they were not thin and were directly smashed by the waist.

Because they all heard their parents tell them when they were children, a pair of chopsticks is not easy to break, but it is extremely easy to break a chopstick.

But after a while, cheers faintly sounded in their ears.

Feeling a little incredulous, they tried to open their eyes, then they froze, and then, clenching their fists, their bodies gradually became excited, and finally joined the cheering procession.

For they saw that they did not fall down, nor were they broken by the waist, but swayed in the wind like a graceful dancer with the iron fist of Zabu.