Chapter 111: Nemesis

In the natural secluded martial arts field of Huashan.

Hundreds of martial arts heroes sat around the white futon, quietly watching Qiu Songhe, the head of Huashan, walk in front of everyone.

saw Qiu Songhe smiling lightly, and said in front of everyone: "I think everyone is waiting in a hurry at this moment." If I talk nonsense again, everyone will have to wait until after lunch. ”

This caused everyone to laugh.

Qiu Songhe then said: "Then I won't talk nonsense anymore, because I was lucky enough to defeat Shaolin and Wudang brothers twenty years ago, and this time I can sit as the host."

According to the previous rules, the young heroes of the Shaolin and Huashan factions were also invited to compete first. ”

I can't find fault with what I said, so naturally some people applaud in unison.

The monks of the Shaolin Temple sitting on the side had no objections. Hong Ji, who had been slapped before, stood up.

He was tall and strong, with two black eyebrows that looked like two brooms.

But don't look at his muscles, his expression is extremely calm and solemn.

I saw Hong Ji clasping his hands together and chanting a Buddha name, and then walked to the center of the dojo in full view of everyone.

Everyone only said that he was easy to be easy, but he was slapped by the latter of the round of him, and he didn't know how to fight back. So no one is optimistic about him.

Turning his head, Rong Peng, who was sitting on the other side and was forcibly guarded by several senior uncles and ancestors, was also full of anger.

He stood up with a "whoosh". Twisting arms and shoulders clicking. A pair of blood-red eyes stared at the calm monk Hongji.

The two of them are one big and one small, and their expressions are very different.

Suddenly, Rong Peng turned his face to look at Fang Zhongjin, stretched out his hand and pointed at his nose and said, "Wait until I clean him up first, and then clean you up!"

Fang Zhongjin just pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled indifferently.

But this smile was like a mockery of the clown. It is even more angry that Rong Peng, who has nothing to do.

He had already been taught a private lesson by several uncles and ancestors.

If he dares to provoke again, he will inevitably be dealt with by the mountain law.

Rong Peng is not afraid of any mountain law. But he felt in his heart that it would not be easy to fight alone with Fang Zhongjin.

This kid's sect leader will inevitably come out and intervene.

Rong Peng had a thought in his heart: Since I won't be allowed to solve it privately, I will win the battle on the stage.

There are many heroes here......

Rong Peng couldn't help but look at the beauty Jiang Dai who was sitting on the futon on his side, with a beautiful face and two slender legs.

So many people here are my best witnesses!

As soon as the thought in Rong Peng's heart arose, he no longer dragged mud and water.

He expected that Hong Ji on the opposite side would be easy to deal with, so he re-performed the Wudang kung fu of "fast fighting". Try to be able to take him down between three moves and two styles.

The hundreds of people next to him were also in good spirits. Everyone has to see if this Rong Peng can come out of the blue.

And Monk Hongji is still slow, and there is no movement.

After only a few moments, there was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

Rong Peng is still fast, and Hong Ji is still so slow.

But the opposite of what everyone expected.

Hong Ji flipped his palms together, as if he had built a golden wall.

No matter how fast Rong Rong Peng attacked the ground, his attack was blocked by both palms.

Someone who knows the goods shouted from below: "Eighteen Arhat palms!"

This shout caused a lot of discussion.

The Eighteen Arhat Palms are one of the Shaolin masters.

Everyone knows that Shaolin Temple has many stunts. But it's hard to get started and hard to master. It is necessary to have good qualifications and perseverance.

The Shaolin monks all know the ancient adage of being greedy and chewing too much. Choose only one of them and practice hard for life.

Often when they reach the age of fifty or sixty, they can practice one of the mastery to mastery.

Even if you are proficient in one of them, you can be regarded as famous in the rivers and lakes.

Fortunately, the Shaolin Temple has been very strict in selecting disciples for many years. Although everyone learns only one of them, there is no concern that these will be lost.

There are also talented and intelligent people who can learn two stunts at the same time.

But if you want to learn both stunts, it will take at least a lot of hard work.

This Hongji monk looked dumbfounded, and he was still young. He was able to use his palms to make an afterimage, obviously he had already refined the palms of the eighteen Arhats to the Dacheng realm.

When this age is compared with his achievements, it shows the extraordinaryness of the monk Hongji.

Of course, Rong Rongpeng, who is the enemy of him, should not be underestimated. The two faced each other hard, and it seemed that they couldn't tell the winner for a while.

There are also people who are proficient in martial arts who slowly showed a frightened look, and pointed to the others: "If this continues, Monk Hongji will probably win." ”

If others are puzzled, he will add: "You see that Monk Hongji is practicing foreign kung fu, and his palms are as hard as rocks."

Now it seems that although there is a trick. But to put it another way, it's like Rong Peng constantly hitting the rocks with his palms.

If he continues to fight, his palms will be broken. ”

Only then did everyone show their original expressions. Looking at the eyes of Monk Hongchen again, it was already different.

Good one with static braking!

The monks of Shaolin Temple are used to eating fasting and chanting Buddha. Even the enemy is so Buddha-natured.

If you don't come and hit me, you won't be hurt.

If you come to fight me, you are the cause and effect of your own planting.

Sure enough, after fighting for a while, a voice sounded in the seats of the Wudang faction: "We lost." Peng'er, stand down. ”

Everyone turned their heads and looked, and naturally knew that the person who spoke was Zang Yushan, the head of Wudang.

It's a pity that Zang Yushan pitied his apprentice's grandson's palms, but Rong Peng didn't accept this love.

In his busy schedule, he turned around and said viciously: "Stinky old man, don't meddle with me!"

Saying such disrespectful words in front of everyone, everyone in the martial arts hall shook their heads and coldly when they heard it.

Zang Yushan felt even more gloomy. But this is how his disciples do not listen to their own control.

Now that I've let it out, it's even more difficult to call it back.

Zang Yushan finally shook his head, and even a thought rose in his heart: "Let this kid see the heroes of the world." It's also a test for him!"

In the end, Zang Yushan firmly clenched his hands into fists, pressed them on his knees and never got up.

In fact, is Rong Peng a stupid person?

It was his own pair of fleshy palms that repeatedly struck on the rock-solid Hongji.

Even this bone-chilling pain can't deceive Rong Peng's self-esteem.

He knew that he would never be able to win against Hong Ji if he was using this fast fight martial arts.

If you can't pass the first level, let alone slap Fang Zhongjin in the face in front of everyone.

Rong Peng sighed in his heart: "What good luck this kid is! The watchdog who stands in his way happens to be my nemesis of martial arts!"

If he had come out on his own, he wouldn't have won me so easily!"

But Rong Peng was not discouraged, and when he saw that his palms were wrong, the speed of the whole person immediately slowed down.

It's not just a little slower.

From the wind to the wind, the slow has become a thick fog that cannot be blown away.

Many people are just a sight to behold. He was also said earlier that he was an arrogant boy with an unstable foundation.

Now that he has shown his authentic Wudang mastery, he is also generous and calm, and he faintly has the demeanor of a grandmaster.

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