I saw Shu Xiaojie showing a flaw, but it was still on her chest.

This position can be said to be quite embarrassing, but in order to defeat the opponent in a short time.

I don't have much time to think about it, and when it breaks, it breaks.

With a sudden luck, he immediately saw Shu Xiaojie's chest and slapped it out with one palm.

This palm is very fast and my body is very agile.

Although Shu Xiaojie is very powerful, she is also the descendant of a major sect.

But life-and-death battles are obviously not as experienced as me.

At this moment, I suddenly hit me with a palm, pointing straight to the gap.

The result is conceivable. With a "bang", I shook Shu Xiaojie's chest with a palm.

Although there was a huge buffering feeling, Shu Xiaojie herself was still directly shocked.

Just a cry from her mouth, she fell to the ground.

For a moment, his face was full of anger.

She covered her chest: "You..."

She was embarrassed to say the second half, so I started to speak: "Fellow Daoist Shu, I'm giving in!"

Shu Xiaojie was so angry that her teeth were itchy, but she had no choice but to do anything about it.

After all, this is a competition on the arena, and no one rules are required to hit women.

Besides, Shu Xiaojie has a large chest area, so there is no way to do that.

The result was good, and many people below watched me and I was hit.

Some Shu Xiaojie admirers exploded on the spot, with ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping in their hearts.

That is the goddess in their hearts and cannot be defiled.

Now, I was hit in the sacred position twice in a row by an unknown guy.

"Grass Mud Horse! This kid dares to defile my goddess!"

"Damn it, beat him to death."

"Don't stop me, I'm going to fight him one-on-one..."

"This kid is too shameless!"

"satyr……"

“…”

I felt like I was not feeling well after listening to these words.

But I had no choice but to eat her tofu, I just wanted to win.

Of course, more people are still rational.

This is a ring, and the ring is aimed at defeating the opponent, and it is divided into men and women.

At this time, Master Chi Feng jumped out and spoke to the off-field: "Ding Fansheng!"

As soon as this statement came out, the scene was in an uproar again.

"Oh my god! This kid has won four games in a row!"

"Yes, and they are the disciples of four major sects. This kid defeats his opponent in a short time. Is this going to fight against all the sects in the world?"

"Go and get a fellow man to clean up this guy!"

"How come I think this kid is unhappy..."

“…”

The scene was warm, cheering, excited, insulting...

And I, standing in the middle of the square, motionless, quietly waiting for the next challenger.

They all thought I was showing off, but no one knew that I actually had my own difficulties.

If possible, I will show up after eating enough, and it is thankless to fight for a title that is useless.

"Feng Xuehan, don't you want to go upstairs and compete with him?" Yang Xue said.

As a result, Feng Xuehan looked bitter and sighed: "It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't beat him!"

"What? You can't beat him?" Yang Xue was still surprised.

Because Yang Xue is in school on weekdays, she actually doesn’t know what level of my cultivation level has reached.

But Lao Feng is different. We both eat and drink together when we have nothing to do.

We both know what I am doing and what I have.

Just as Lao Feng was chatting with Yang Xue, another master appeared.

Suddenly, a monk jumped onto the ring.

The monk is very young and has a very handsome face.

This is still the case of no hair. If this is the whole "I Kun" and "I Han" hairstyle, it will definitely be very handsome.

Seeing that he was a monk, I could make a judgment on the spot.

This master should be from the Shaolin School.

The other party was a real monk with scars on his head.

And as soon as I came on stage, I felt that kind of honor, as if I were a Buddhist monk.

The monk held the Zen Staff and tied his chest with one hand at me: "Namo Amitabha, the little monk Shaolin Fakong. Please give me advice!"

Since ancient times, Buddhism and Taoism have not been separated, and both are Taoisms.

Looking at the other party revealing his home, I also replied: "Ding Fan, please!"

As I said that, I was about to take action when I broke up.

At this time, everyone below exploded: "A successor level master has finally come."

"That's right, the contemporary descendant of Shaolin Temple. The abbot Jiekong personally passed on his disciples, the first young monk Fakong."

"I heard that Master Fakong is so good at Zen, he is about to break through to the realm of Taoist Lord."

"Well, I seem to have heard of it, but I just don't know if it's true."

“…”

I also felt the other party's strong aura, and it was very solemn at this time.

Suddenly, the other party's eyes suddenly opened.

Then, it seemed as if a golden light was protecting the body, and a very strange aura emerged.

This is the first time I have fought with a monk. I still don’t know how the other party attacks and have not made any rash efforts.

Then, the other party took the Zen stick and attacked it.

The opponent was not very agile, but he did not reveal any flaws.

The Zen stick in your hand is very open and closed, very vigorous.

And Taoism is actually comparable to me.

It also reached the peak bottleneck of Taoist Master and could break through the position of Taoist Master at any time.

In this case, I have no advantage in cultivation.

And he also fought four consecutive games. At this time, he had no weapons in his hand, so he couldn't help but be at a disadvantage.

"Damn it, I am worthy of being the younger generation of Shaolin and the first Zen monk."

"You see! That kid can't stand it anymore!"

“…”

The people below are right, I can't stand it now.

The opposite side is different from the previous ones. Although the previous ones are powerful, they are not the inheritors of a sect.

In other words, those of them are not the strongest younger generation in each sect.

The monk Fakong in front of me is different. He is the strongest among the younger generation in Shaolin.

I struggled very hard, and I couldn't resist it without weapons.

It’s not good for me to call a pause at this time, so I’ll borrow a peach wood sword.

So, I can only hold on like this.

But at this moment, the Sanqian Sanren below suddenly shouted: "Little Friend Ding takes the sword!"

After saying that, Sanqian Sanren threw up the peach wood sword in his hand.
To be continued...