When Zhou Hui heard that the people he was leading to compete with, he understood. It seemed that Juexin’s actions were actually because of this Yuanyin’s secret instruction. They still had a skeptical attitude towards the strength of the leader of the Tianlong Gang, but it would be good that they could see the strength of the Tianlong Gang, so that this bald man could not regard himself as a savior and superior.

After making up his mind, Zhou Hui smiled slightly: "Since Master Yuanyin has said it, if he refuses again, it will make me too timid and afraid of things. I have heard that Shaolin Kung Fu is unfathomable and can get the guidance of a Shaolin monk. I am extremely honored. Then Master Yuanyin will select three disciples to discuss with my brothers and sisters. We will decide the winner and lose in three games, and we will stop until we reach the end, can we say?" Zhou Hui said with a smile.

"Haha, then according to what Gang Master Zhou said," Master Yuanyin nodded and smiled, and chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice.

"Master!" Hearing this, the four disciples of Shaolin all stepped forward, and they were immediately filled with fighting spirit. In particular, the Awakening Heart even glared at the charlatan fiercely.

Zhou Hui was even more ready to try it out. For the words of the wise etiquette, Nangong Ping, the charlatan, Hua Wu and Qian Jiao had already been furious. Zhou Hui summoned several people to a low position and arranged something.

"Sister Xiaohui, let me take the lead. I have disliked that monk for a long time. I underestimated the Tianlong Gang. I want him to pay the price," Qian Jiao whispered fiercely.

"No, Qianjiao, the skills of the four of them are much higher than that of you. Don't act rashly. I know you have supernatural powers to invisible, but it's best not to use them now. It would be bad for them to think that our Tianlong Gang is good and good," Zhou Hui thought for a while and said.

Then Zhou Hui looked at Nangong Ping, the sage and Hua Wu again: "Sister Ping, Brother Ping, this time it depends on you. We must win two games in three games, otherwise, our trip will be in vain. As for Hua Wu, if you win two games, you don't need to go on it." Zhou Hui said. She knew that Hua Wu had not opened the Ren and Du meridians, and the kung fu was a bit different from the sage.

Nangong Ping and the sage looked at each other and nodded together. The sage even smiled: "Xiaohui, don't worry, I won't lose face if I just shouted at you like Brother Stick," but Zhou Hui rolled her eyes.

"Sister Xiaohui, but" Hua Wu felt depressed. Although his kung fu was not as good as the charlatan and Nangong Ping, he was indeed very strong. He was very unwilling to think that he had no chance to take action.

"Let's do this, Xiaohui, don't rush to appear. Let's see what's happening on the other side. In short, that Juexin is left to me to deal with,"

Nangong Ping snorted that the Tianlong Gang belongs to Zhou Hui, and even more to Zhang Qiang, and it is also to everyone. The Juexin insults the Tianlong Gang so much that she must teach him a lesson, because based on Nangong Ping's current vision, it can be seen that Juexin's skill is the highest, no less than a charlatan. Even if the charlatan wins, I believe that the battle will be very hard. So Nangong Ping took the initiative to take over this hard hand.

"Well, that's good!" Zhou Hui nodded. She thought Nangong Ping had a good idea. If the other party had a poor kung fu as soon as he came up, then if Nangong Ping came up to show off, it would be a bit useless. The masters behind were afraid that the charlatan and Hua Wu would not be able to deal with it.

"Haha, Gang Master Zhou, have you chosen the right person? If you choose it, let's start. Shaolin and Tianlong Gang are just having a fight, and just click to stop," said Shaolin's abbot with a smile at the moment. It seems that the other party has chosen the right person. Looking at the bright yellow monks behind him, their eyes are bright, as if they are looking for an opponent. The man is looking for a fierce look. It seems that this person must be suspicious.

"We have made a choice, just follow the abbot's arrangement!" Zhou Hui smiled slightly, took Nangong Ping and others back to her seat and sat down.

The main hall is large enough that it can be discussed here.

"Amitabha, little monk, I am willing to ask the Tianlong Gang for the tricks," a monk stood up at this moment, folded his hands together and said to everyone. The man's face was calm and he could not tell what he was thinking. He had a medium figure, a strong face, and two eyebrows were thick and long. However, from the introduction of Master Yuanyin just now, this man should be the second largest disciple of Shaolin, but he looked much stronger than that man, at least he did not have any violent aura on his face.

"This person's aura is calm, calm and unmoving, as if he is not moving as a mountain. Could it be that I have misunderstood that awakening is stronger than the awakening heart?" Nangong Ping was suddenly stunned. I heard that Shaolin has a kind of kung fu called restraining breath*, which can well cover up his own qi. This awakening heart probably has practiced this kind of kung fu.

"Hahaha, this master is a good person at first glance. I have long heard that Shaolin Temple is a world of Zen and Martial Arts. Shaolin monks practice martial arts is a kind of practice, so it is also called "Zen and Martial Arts" and "Zen and Martial Arts in One".

In Shaolin Temple, there is a saying that "Zen and martial arts are of the same origin, and Zen fist is united." Zen is the master of martial arts, and martial arts is the use of Zen. That is, martial arts is the manifestation of Zen, which is the tangible transformation of Zen life, and Zen is the spiritual essence of martial arts. By entering Zen into martial arts, you can reach the highest level of martial arts, and the great way of martial arts is Zen. I wonder what I said is correct?" At this moment, Hua Wu laughed out loud, walked out, and stood opposite the Awakening to stand firm.

"Yes, this donor Hua is right. The donor has a fate with my Buddha. If he enters Buddhism, he will become determined to be a little monk." The monk named Juexin said with a smile.

"Damn, I haven't beaten you yet, I actually want to pull me into the gang," Hua Wu couldn't help but curse in his heart, "I don't want to die as a monk. I still have such a girl who hasn't picked up."

"Okay, let me learn about the master's skills," Hua Wu stopped talking nonsense, made a start-up gesture, and his face became solemn. Because he could see that the other party was a tough hand.

"Wait a minute! Huawu, let me do this game. You have been injured in practicing martial arts recently. It is disrespectful to the master," Nangong Ping stood up and said.[

Nangong Ping turned around without waiting for Hua Wu to speak and smiled at the feeling: "Master, the little girl has learned some basic skills since she was a child. She has always admired Shaolin Kung Fu very well. Please ask the master to ask for it."

"Amitabha, female donor, you're better off, just fist, I'm afraid." Even though this awakening had already entered the monk, he smiled at Nangong Ping's stunning city just now, and he almost became confused and his speech became a little stuttered. However, he could see that Nangong Ping seemed to have the highest skill, and he felt that he couldn't see through it.

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"This is not the case. If the master really hurts me, I will blame me for not being good at studying and not being able to blame others." Nangong Ping's cold voice echoed in the hall.

"Okay, be careful." At this moment, Juexin's eyes opened, and his eyes flashed and lost. He stopped talking. He stomped his right foot on the ground, half of his body was bent, and his five fingers formed claws. With the stomp just now, a burst of dust flew on the bluestone ground, and the hard bluestone slab actually cracked apart.

"The Great Vajra Claw, such a powerful external kung fu!" Seeing this man's starting move, Hua Wu's face changed and he couldn't help but murmur, he was confident that he could not do such internal strength. Only these Shaolin monks had that pure masculinity.

Seeing this action, Zhou Hui and the sage changed slightly. This person has a profound skill and pure skill, and his victory or defeat is probably within 55.

"Sister Ping, be careful." Zhou Hui couldn't help but say a reminder. Only by winning the first battle can we boost morale.

"Master, please!" Nangong Ping's internal strength began to rise at this moment. Although she was just fighting there, it seemed to be loopholes and empty, but in fact she had extremely strict defense. She walked through the moves she had learned in the past like lightning. This can also be said to be her first time to really fight against the enemy. Although it was just a battle, Nangong Ping knew that she could not be defeated in this battle.

"Okay!" I shouted loudly, and my toes snatched up. Two leggings with the Eighth Route Army kicked at Nangong Ping interlaced. At the same time, my hands bent into claws, mixed with the sound of the wind, and grabbed Nangong Ping like a mountain pressing down on her.

"What a powerful internal force!" Nangong Ping was shocked when she contacted her. Her internal force was far above her, and her masculinity was long and long. Nangong Ping instantly took three steps before taking over this person's moves. Then she unfolded her moves and fought with Jue. One was as sharp as a move, and the other was feminine and flexible, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while.

The third update is given. Today, there are more than 10,000 words in total. I was so hot that I was so excited. However, when I saw the flowers growing, I was motivated to see the dark night. The fourth update is given at around 7 pm. Please support me!
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