In the blink of an eye, more than a month passed.

In the monastery, Fang Ming slowly stopped his work, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

He has been practicing the Arhat magical skills for these days, and his internal skills have just begun to show his first experience. He has also mastered Arhat Fist and has begun to practice the Tiger Fist.

"Calling the day, Wei Xiaobao's plot is almost the same when he sees A Ke, right?"

Fang Ming suddenly smiled, "It's just about the six months I've traveled through time, and I'm afraid I'll be going back tonight at midnight at the latest." Since time is approaching, some things are fearless.

Now, I walked out and came outside the temple.

At this time, a noise came from the Welcoming Pavilion, with a faint voice of a woman's scolding and a painful cry from a monk.

"It's not such a coincidence, right?" Fang Ming's heart moved and came to the Welcoming Pavilion.

When he arrived here, he saw Jingqing and several monks lying on the ground, their wrist joints dislocated. Two girls stood aside, one wearing a green shirt was holding Wei Xiaobao in his hand, while Jingji ran wildly into the temple.

"Senior Brother Jingji, what happened?" Fang Ming blocked Jingji with a "confused look".

"Today, these two fierce and domineering women came. They said they had to see the 72 unique skills of our Shaolin Temple and forced them into the temple. We stepped forward to dissuade them, but they were beaten by her... Master Huiming was also caught by them. How could this be better?"

Jingji was actually not very big, and he was so anxious that he almost burst into tears.

"Are you going to the temple to bring reinforcements? Don't be busy for now, and I'll meet them when I go!"

Fang Ming pulled his hand over Jingji's shoulder, raised his legs and left.

Jing Ji knew that this junior brother Jingming was different from those of them, such as the wise monks with low martial arts skills. He was a rising star who was highly valued by all elders. Since entering the temple, he has rarely gone out and devoted himself to practicing martial arts. In terms of strength, he is naturally far above these senior brothers. Maybe he can really defeat the two female donors, so he will not report the news.

After all, the guests lost their manners and fell into the temple's seniors. If they really want to report to them, they must go to the precepts and court. If Jingming can suppress it, it will be the best.

At this time, the girl in the blue shirt said angrily: "This little thief is very bald, girl, cut off his nose."

The girl in green shirt said, "I dug his eyes first."

Wei Xiaobao was still unconscious of being caught, with only A Ke's figure in his eyes: "Dig it slowly, don't be too fast." The girl said wonderingly: "Why?" Wei Xiaobao said: "It's better you catch me like this and catch me for the rest of your life, and never let go." The girl said angrily: "Little monk, you are about to die, and you are still talking to me?"

The girl A Ke was angry and tried to use force to cut off a pair of tricks from this "lewd monk".

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up from behind her head. She knew something was wrong and immediately dodged.

"Take it slow! Take it slow! You need to know how precious these eyes are? Once dug down, you can't pretend!"

Fang Ming could see clearly outside the court that he suddenly took action at this time, using the strategy of surrounding Wei and saving Zhao.

In order to avoid his fists, A Ke naturally relaxed his hands, and Fang Ming kept stroking his arm joints with one hand.

"Oh!" A Ke cried out in pain, and Wei Xiaobao was taken down by Fang Ming.

Fang Ming held Wei Xiaobao's collar, and he flashed lightness and vertical techniques, and then he moved a long distance away after several ups and downs, avoiding the attack of the girl in the blue shirt.

"Brother, thank you very much! If you hadn't taken action, my Wei Xiaobao's eyes would have been unstoppable. I would have invited you to drink and gamble for money another day!"

Wei Xiaobao patted the dust on his body. Although he spoke to Fang Ming, his eyes were still staring at A Ke, making A Ke's face red with anger.

"Are you bringing the reinforcements? Do you think I'm afraid?" A Ke was seen by Wei Xiaobao's thief, and he felt that he seemed to be wearing no clothes. He couldn't help but feel angry and vowed to teach this lustful monk a lesson.

"The two female donors are polite. My monk's Dharma name is Jingming. I have to hurt my Shaolin monks for no reason, but I want to give me an explanation!"

Fang Ming clasped his hands together and showed his feelings to behave like a monk.

"Haha...Brother, your name is Jingming, my name is Huiming. Although they both have the word Ming, it is a coincidence that you are two generations older than you!" Before the two girls on the opposite side could answer, Wei Xiaobao was already overjoyed.

Fang Ming rolled his eyes secretly and ignored it.

"Hmph! It's clear that you Shaolin beat less with more, and this monk is also speaking frivolously, how can you blame us?"

The girl in the blue shirt knew that she was powerful and firmly took the word "reason" for herself first. She thought about it and nailed her feet first. Even if the other party finally called her elders, she would have nothing to say.

"Okay, that monk is not a big winner today. Just rely on a pair of flesh palms to learn the tricks of the two female donors!"

Little did he know that this was exactly what Fang Ming meant. He wanted to find two foreign temple masters to consider his current methods. A Ke and her senior sister A Qi were not powerful characters in the original work. First-class masters have no choice but to be second-rate masters, and even third-rate masters in the world are barely enough.

Fang Ming paid for it himself that he could still get their own.

Moreover, this fight with outsiders is naturally no match for the masters and brothers in the temple, and it is also a rare practical experience for him.

"Okay! The little monk is so happy! Let's first agree that if I win, the girl will not have a lottery. She must cut off a pair of tricks from this lewd!"

A Ke in the green shirt shouted softly, and advanced quickly, using the trick of a small grasping hand. His two jade hands greeted Fang Ming's arm with a demanding acupoint.

She thought that this little monk was quite polite and not very disgusting. She just took it down and didn't have to break his hands and feet.

"Good come!"

Fang Ming's eyes lit up, and the internal strength of the Arhat's magical power had already been transported to his hands, and the "Black Tiger Heart-Take" of Arhat's Fist was directly used.

At this time, his internal strength had a foundation, and when he punched, he was shocked by the evil wind.

"Hey! Jingming's disciple, don't beat me up this delicate beauty. She is my wife, and your grandmother!" Wei Xiaobao, who was on the side, immediately began to worry about his little beauty. As for whether Fang Ming would be injured due to this, he was completely left behind.

Fang Ming just didn't hear it and broke it up with A Ke.

He naturally knew that although A Ke was the disciple of Nin Nun, he had never been able to pass on the true teachings. Every time Jiu Nan taught her, he would try one trick and not teach her internal skills much. As a result, A Ke's martial arts skills were low and he was simply not as good as those of ordinary disciples in the world.

As for why this is the case? Naturally, I was angry with the other party's life experience. Jiu couldn't believe that A Ke was the daughter of Wu Sangui and Chen Yuanyuan, so she stole her when she was a child and planned to assassinate Wu Sangui after A Ke grew up.

At that time, no matter whether the assassination succeeds or fails, it will be an ethical tragedy and can even vent the hatred in your heart.

But unfortunately, even the Nin Ninja did not expect that A Ke’s biological father was not Wu Sangui, but Li Zicheng! This complex triangle relationship, even from the perspective of Fang Ming, a modern person, had to sigh: "Your circle is really messy!"

Having said that, since he knew that A Ke's martial arts were so complicated and his internal strength was not profound, Fang Ming naturally played his strengths and avoided his weaknesses and started fighting with A Ke.

Sure enough, after dozens of moves, A Ke was already out of breath and sweating profusely, and he was even more distracted when he made a move.

Wei Xiaobao, who was on the side, was overjoyed: "Jingming disciple, work harder! Take this little beauty down and honor your uncle. You will be very good! But be careful and hurt, I will feel heartbroken..."

"Girl! I'll help you!"

Aqi, a girl in the blue shirt, was very anxious when she saw this, and put a steel knife into the battlefield.

The skill of this weapon is far more dangerous than fists and feet. As Ah Qi danced, a steel sword that was almost danced into a screen by her, making it a killer move in the cloak sword technique.

The risk of the knife made Fang Ming dodge repeatedly. Fortunately, he was proficient in his Dragonfly Slashing and Elevating Technique and was not seriously injured for a while.

"Two to one! You can use weapons! Shameless!"

Seeing this, the monks and Jingji who were lying on the ground immediately started to make noise.

"Haha...it's okay! Brothers, let's see how I take her!" Fang Ming laughed loudly, his figure was so fast that everyone outside could only see a gray figure, ease in the light of the sword.

"Lying down!" Fang Ming shook his body and had already arrived behind A Ke. He reached his finger and pointed to her "Dazhu point". This was the key point of the human body. A Ke's eyes immediately turned pale and fell down.

"Girl!" When Aqi saw A Ke falling to the ground, she immediately stepped forward and attacked. Although her swordsmanship was fierce, she was scattered.

Fang Ming seized one of the loopholes, inserted his hands into the sword light, and used his skill to seize the blade with his bare hands.

"Ah..." A Qi screamed, and the steel knife took off his hand and fell into Fang Ming's palm.

"Lying down too!" Fang Ming punched the central palace, and the "Black Tiger Heart" with 50% strength immediately hit Aqi's lower abdomen.

The true power carried on the fist immediately made Aqi fall to the ground. This was the result of Fang Ming's retraction. Otherwise, this girl would have to suffer some internal injuries, so that she would know that there are people outside of people and there is a reason for heaven.

"Okay!" Seeing Fang Ming knocking down the two of them simply, the monks around him cheered together.

Wei Xiaobao even rushed to A Ke directly, picked up A Ke with great distress, and complained ignorantly: "Oh! Pastor, you are too heavy!"

"call……"

Fang Ming gave out his breath and evenly adjusted his internal breath. This was his first actual battle in the world of Deer and Cauldron, and perhaps the last battle.

After testing his combat power, he became more confident about what he wanted to do today.

He flashed his body and came behind Wei Xiaobao, held the back of the other party's neck and grabbed Wei Xiaobao.

"Ah! What are you doing?"

In desperation, Wei Xiaobao grabbed back with his hands, and subconsciously used the half-tip "Di Qing Subduing Dragon" taught by Master Hong of the Shenlong Sect.

Why is it said to be a half move? Fang Ming was familiar with the original work and knew that the essence of this move was to attack the key points on the chest, forcing the enemy to retreat, and then turned the other way around and rode on the enemy's neck.
Chapter completed!