As soon as the words of the thin man fell, a roaring cheer broke out among the Shaolin disciples.

In the second game, Shaolin won again, and it looked like it was so easy to win.

Pride and pride were written all over the faces of the Shaolin disciples, who clenched their empty fists and kept waving them in the air, shouting their names loudly, and their voices were clear and loud.

But the voices were like rolling thunder, piercing into the ears of the foreign monks, attacking the hearts of those who were already proud to the extreme.

Shaolin disciples felt that it was easy to win, but they felt that they were inexplicably losing.

However, the landless lama and the master Honghai were furrowed and silent.

They are not very human, from the two competitions just now, it has been seen that the martial arts cultivation that is not fat and not thin is unfathomable, and our two competitions are really defeated, and then dozens of times, hundreds of times, the result is the same, a complete defeat.

They didn't expect that the apprentice they had worked so hard to teach would suddenly become so vulnerable, was it because the apprentice was not good or was it not good for their own master?

Thinking of this, they glanced at the serious master, only to see him clasping his hands on his chest, his right foot tilted to the side, shaking his instep to the fullest, and he looked full of pride.

Looking at such a bad old monk, they couldn't connect it with those Shaolin monks.

Just then, a young monk came up to the serious master and blocked their view.

I saw Jing Fa with his hands on his hips, looking up to the sky and laughing: "How is it, on the other side, are you convinced?"

Seeing Jing Fa suddenly appear with an arrogant attitude, a lot of commotion immediately broke out among the foreign monks.

They had already recognized Jing Fa as the monk who suddenly fell from the sky when they saw that our side was about to win a great victory.

It was from that moment that the momentum on his side changed dramatically.

If there was no Jingfa, the current Shaolin might have been closed long ago.

Thinking of this, many people were so angry that they yelled at Jing Fa: "What is it called, if you have the courage to come over and we will fight." ”

"That's it, believe it or not, Lao Tzu destroyed you in minutes. ”

"Come, come and receive the gift of Lao Tzu's fist. ”

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In an instant, a bunch of foul language erupted from the crowd on the other side, how could there be half a Buddha cultivator, no different from a group of rabble.

Once you start scolding, it means that the other party is in a hurry, and once you start to be anxious, it means that the other party is afraid.

But Jingfa didn't pay attention to the other party's words, although he was given a legal name by the serious master called not stupid, but he was not really stupid, the reason why he came out to make fun of the other party just now was actually very simple, that is, to see his senior brothers shine, so he decided to brush his own sense of existence, only in this way, he would have the opportunity to make some small requests to the Shaolin side, such as letting himself enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to find someone or something.

Thinking of this, Jing Fa became even more energetic, and shouted into the crowd: "My dignified Shaolin disciple, don't be as knowledgeable as you rabble, don't play tricks if you have the guts, send someone to play, we still have a third competition, and there is a chance for you to contribute." ”

After hearing Jing Fa's words, those noisy voices suddenly disappeared, because they knew that their strength was not good, how could they dare to fight as a representative.

At this time, Taijian came to Jingfa with a rise and fall, and sneered: "I am the representative of the third game, see me fight you all over the ground." ”

As soon as the words fell, Taijian's palm had already strangely attacked in front of Jing Fa.

Jing Fa was taken aback, and hurriedly fled back behind the serious master, and said with a smile: "Boy, don't be arrogant, we still have a great third senior brother who is not handsome, and you will be the one who is looking for teeth all over the ground when the time comes." ”

As he spoke, Jing Fa smiled at the serious master, and the serious master also smiled at Jing Fa, with a strong smile.

"Okay, since the other party has sent a representative of the third field, then we can't be left behind, the third representative of our Shaolin field is my serious master's apprentice, not stupid!" As soon as the words fell, the serious master ran to the sidelines, leaving Jingfa alone stunned.

"Aren't you stupid?shouldn't you be handsome?Master, why don't you play your cards in order?" Jingfa's scream of surprise rose into the sky, and before he landed, he saw that Taijian's feminine ghost energy had already attacked him.

The third game started so quickly, there was no nonsense, there was no time to be surprised, and both of them had already shot.

It's just that Taijian is attacking, while Jing is fleeing.

Taijian's feminine and ghostly energy continued to shoot out from the palm of his hand, like a poisonous snake with open teeth, closely chasing after Jing Fa.

From the time they first met, Taijian wanted to kill Jing Fa, but at that time, after the feminine ghost energy entered Jing Fa's body, he was carried around by the cunning true qi, and his scalp exploded with anger.

And now in the third competition, seeing that the other party happened to send the person he hated the most, the anger that had been pent up suddenly erupted, and he made frequent ruthless moves, chasing Jingfa in embarrassment.

But the Holy Venerable was calmer than Tai Jian, and he didn't stop Tai Jian's action, he deliberately slowed down his speech, and asked lightly to the serious master, "What is this third game for?"

The serious master felt funny in his heart, your disciples have already started fighting, and you still have the face to ask me what is it for?

The serious master stroked his white beard and said solemnly: "I said that we Shaolin are very reasonable, this third game, is it better than what you are best at, just like the rules you proposed before, the two sides of the competition show their own powers, the first to fall to the ground, or the person who opens his mouth to beg for mercy loses." ”

After listening to the words of the serious master, a sneer appeared on the corner of the Supreme Venerable's mouth, and he closed his eyes and stopped talking.

And this rule also clearly passed into the ears of everyone present, including Taijian and Jingfa.

After hearing this, Taijian was overjoyed in his heart, and made up his mind that after letting Jingfa fall down this time, he would never be able to get up.

But Jingfa was really frightened, he screamed and wanted to rush off the field, but when he passed by the serious master, he was suddenly hooked by the corner of his clothes from behind and carried back to the field.

"Don't be stupid, the senior brothers who followed you have all learned in vain during this time? If you don't work hard, be careful to go back and pump you for the teacher!"

After listening to the words of the serious master, Jing Fa knew that his battle was inevitable, but what he was good at was swordsmanship, where to find a sword in a group of monks now?

At this time, he suddenly remembered his indestructible broken sword, but it was a pity that it was hidden a little far.

At this moment, as the heart wished, the things went, and a handful of long things suddenly flew in the air.

Jingfa instinctively jumped up and reached out to catch the incoming object.

A grip on it, found quite a hand.

Could it be that Broken Sword sensed his own call and flew on his own?

With a beautiful idea, Jingfa looked down at his right hand, and when he saw it, he was stunned.

It's not your own broken sword, but something about the same length as your own broken sword.

This is a twink, a pit that leads through the pit.

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