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Yan Wuyi couldn't help but be furious and shouted: "Presumptuous, you dare to talk to the martial arts alliance leader like this!"

Seeing that his heart trembled, but he thought that there were only six of them, and my Shaolin master was like a cloud, and his heart was full of anger, and he sneered at Lin Tian's gaze, and mocked: "This surnamed Lin is ruthless and treacherous, what qualifications do you have to be the leader of the martial arts alliance?!"

Lin Tian suddenly laughed and said, "Ben Hou is the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, but if you don't accept it?"

Zhi Zhi said: "Hmph! Who will serve on the rivers and lakes?"

Lin Tian shook his head.

Wang Wu sneered and said, "Master Hou is the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, and we are all convinced!"

Zhi Jian swept Liang Ziweng, Yan Wuban, Zhuo Tianming, Wang Wu, Tianxuan Dao Chang, and saw that they all nodded in approval, these people are famous in the rivers and lakes, Shaolin Temple has been closed for a hundred years, regardless of the things on the rivers and lakes, although I have not seen them, but obviously, they have some understanding of their appearance and martial arts.

When he saw it for a while, he didn't know how to answer, and he only said in his heart: "This traitor surnamed Lin is really treacherous, and he actually deceived all the black and white ways to surrender to him!"

Lin Tian sneered, his eyes were disdainful, and said: "See the master, do you still think that when you were a martial arts master in Shaolin, you respected each way, and responded to every call, representing the martial arts?"

Lin Tian's eyes swept over Zhijian's body, and with contempt and mocking eyes, he swept over a group of senior monks of the Zhizi generation, and said: "Shaolin has closed the temple for a hundred years, preserved its strength, and now it is really a master, but unfortunately, it has already lost the hearts of the people in the rivers and lakes!"

Everything is negative yin and yang, and everything has advantages and disadvantages.

The abbot of Zhiyuan lowered his eyebrows and chanted Amitabha, and all the monks were the same. They were irrefutable with Lin Tian's words.

Lin Tianleng snorted, and said: "Ben Hou sincerely invites Shaolin to participate in the ceremony of building this gang, hum, Shaolin didn't even go, and he didn't even send a reason for the announcement, hum, isn't this contempt for Ben Hou and ignoring the leader of this alliance?"

Master Zhiyuan lowered his eyebrows and said: "Shaolin has been closed for a hundred years, ignoring the affairs of the rivers and lakes, so I have not attended the meeting, and the Hou Ye please calm his anger." ”

Lin Tian was furious, and said: "Hmph, the abbot said a word, is it going to be revealed?

Master Zhiyuan said: "What does Master Hou want?"

Lin Tiandao: "Since Shaolin is closed and does not participate in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, there is no need to practice martial arts...... Hand over all the martial arts classics, and all the masters will abolish their martial arts, Ben Hou will see that this is fine!"

When the monks heard this, they were all furious.

"What does the abbot think?"

"Amitabha~" Zhi Yuan said: "It is difficult for Hou Ye to be strong, and I dare not agree." ”

Lin Tiandao: "If the abbot doesn't agree, it's difficult!Alas!~"

Master Zhiyuan was kind and kind-eyed, bowed his head and recited the Buddha's name.

Seeing the master snorted coldly, he shouted: "The surname Lin, you don't have to threaten our Shaolin, our Shaolin masters are like clouds, there are 3,000 warrior monks, and there are 2,000 people on the mountainside, what can you do with me?"

Lin Tian sneered and said, "Ben Hou doesn't need to fight to the death with you, he just needs to hold the main road and cut off your food, how long can you hold out on the mountain with more than 5,000 people?"

Zhi Jian smiled: "I'm going to disappoint Master Hou, this temple has enough grain to eat for ten years!"

Lin Tian shook his head and said, "Ten years of grain, a fire can burn it out." ”

Zhi Jian was taken aback.

"Amitabha~" Master Zhiyuan said: "My Buddha is merciful, if he makes a big move, he will inevitably suffer countless deaths and injuries, and create sins in vain." ”

Lin Tian nodded and said, "The abbot is merciful, and Ben Hou also feels the same way. ”

Master Zhiyuan said: "So the old man wants to discuss with Master Hou. ”

Lin Tiandao: "Abbot, please speak." ”

Master Zhiyuan said: "The matter in the martial arts will be solved by the rules of the martial arts, you and I, each send three people, and learn from each other." If Shaolin wins, then Hou Ye will withdraw from the army, and he will no longer be able to trouble Shaolin; if Hou Ye wins, then according to what Hou Ye said, how about it?"

When Lin Tian heard this, he stroked his palms and said, "Great, what the abbot said is exactly what Ben Hou thinks!"

Master Zhiyuan smiled with relief, and then led Lin Tian and others out of the treasure hall, and on the martial arts field in front of the hall, there was a vacant space with a radius of ten zhang in the middle, with three hundred elite warrior monks in the inner circle, and then the two thousand warrior monks outside, inside and out, overlapping and surrounding!

Master Zhiyuan told the monks about the martial arts competition.

Lin Tian said with a smile: "Abbot, Benhou heard that there are two great monks in your temple, I don't know if I want them to fight?"

Master Zhiyuan said: "Amitabha, the old man has this intention. He turned sideways and said to the two old monks: "There are two junior brothers." ”

The two old monks joined together and said, "Obey the abbot's decree." ”

Lin Tian glanced at them, he was in Shaolin for fifteen years, these two old monks, they only heard their names, but did not see their people, now they see them, but they see that the two are short, but only six feet (1.38 meters), described as withered, wrinkled faces, wooden eyes, not like martial arts masters.

"Is there another one who is expected to be the abbot?" Lin Tian asked.

Master Zhiyuan said: "Yes, it's really an old man. He clasped his hands together and lowered his eyebrows, "I don't know which three people are in your league?"

Lin Tiandao: "Benhou alone is enough. ”

Master Zhiyuan's eyelids jumped, and he said, "No, you need three people, each of whom will compete for a game." ”

Lin Tian looked at him, laughed, and said, "The abbot is really calculating. ”

Master Zhiyuan smiled and lowered his eyebrows, and was silent.

Lin Tiandao: "Okay!" turned around and asked Yan Wuban and the others: "Which of you wants to fight?"

All five are invited to play.

Lin Tian said with a smile: "There are Deacon Lao Zhuo and Daoist Tianxuan!" The two of them were overjoyed.

Master Zhidian clasped his palms together, took three steps, and said, "Amitabha, in the first game, the old monk will ask for advice." ”

Zhuo Tianming and Tianxuan Daoist glanced at each other, and Zhuo Tianming said, "Zhuo will go first in the first game, can you?"

Tianxuan Dao Elder twisted his beard and smiled: "Why not?"

Zhuo Tian shouted, greeted Master Zhidian, and the two walked into the arena, standing facing each other in front of everyone's eyes.

Zhuo Tianming arched his hand and said: "Zhuo's weapon is a soft sword at the waist, may I ask what weapon the master uses?"

Master Zhidian looked indifferent and said: "The robe and rosary on the old monk's body are all weapons. ”

Zhuo Tianming snorted coldly and said, "Okay! Zhuo has offended!" The voice fell, his body swished, referring to the sword, and attacked it, and the sword momentum was exquisite and powerful.

Master Zhidian's expression was condensed, his palms were folded and he did not move, the monk's robe was swollen, and the cuffs flew out to both sides.

Zhuo Tianming was slightly startled, and his figure swept forward suddenly moved sideways to the left, and his right palm touched his waist, and with a snort, the white light flashed, and the sword edge was raised, wanting to cut the wrist of his right hand pushed forward!

Master Zhidian looked shocked, he was very surprised by his strange figure, the soft sword body trembled, the sword momentum was inexplicably unpredictable, his hands shrank sharply to avoid, and the rosary in his hand, like a short whip, was suddenly withdrawn!

○(To be continued.) )