The beginning of Tianlong is second to Murong Fu

Chapter 55
Shaolin Temple.

"Thank you nephew for saving me, I didn't expect my nephew to make such a quick move, it's just a little clumsy."

Monk Xuanji looked at the fat monk squatting in front of him, and said with a wry smile, his eyes were full of gratitude.

"No. Not me, yes."

The fat monk spread out his hands in a dazed expression, wanting to say that Xiao Jun did it, but he didn't know where Xiao Jun had gone for a long time, and he was nowhere to be seen.

"Step aside!"

At this moment, Monk Xuansheng rushed over, pushed the fat monk away, and hurriedly squatted down to check Monk Xuanji's injury, and then clicked on several acupuncture points of Monk Xuanji, and then he relaxed. tone.

"I didn't expect the national teacher's finger-pinching to be so perfect. The poor monk admired it, but today the national teacher has already hurt me in Shaolin. I hope the national teacher will stop here and stop being aggressive."

Xuan Sheng responded politely to Jiumozhi, but there was obviously a hint of displeasure in his words.

"Master Xuanji was injured because he was not good at learning. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with the monk. Since he came to your place today, he naturally wanted to learn about Shaolin Temple's brilliant moves. But at present, it seems that what the monk said just now is in vain. Nothing seems wrong."

Jiumozhi sneered, arrogant to the extreme.

"you!."

Xuan Ji, who was lying on the ground, listened to Jiumozhi's words, his blood was so angry that he almost vomited blood again.

"Don't be ashamed of yourself, come out to bluff at such an old age, I have a bit of a B number in my mind whether you are using Shaolin Temple 72 stunts, if you are sensible, get out of Shaolin quickly, or I will beat your shit out!"

At this moment, a voice came into the ears of everyone present, the words were full of ridicule and abuse towards Jiumozhi.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost! If you have the ability to stand up and compete with the poor monk, what is the ability to hide in the dark and curse people!?"

Jiumozhi's face turned red from being scolded, he looked around and shouted loudly.

But there was no sound at the scene, and no one paid attention to his words, because everyone was also looking for who the owner of this voice was.

Only the fat monk standing next to Xuanji's eyes lit up, and he turned around to look for Xiao Jun's figure in the crowd.

"Hide your head and show your tail, are you so shameless?! You are not much better than the monk!"

Jiumozhi shouted loudly to the crowd again.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will not be polite, I will use a set of Arhat boxing from Shaolin Temple to meet your move!"

The voice sounded again, and then a very small stone flew out suddenly, and hit the fat monk's knee joint silently.

As the words fell, the fat monk staggered forward a few steps and stood opposite Jiumozhi.

All the people present couldn't help but look at the fat monk, their faces were full of surprise, they didn't expect him to be the one who spoke.

"How can a monk speak so vulgarly? It's so kind."

Xuanci glanced at the fat monk, clasped his hands together, shook his head, and continued, "Are you sure?"

"Ah? What? I didn't say that."

The fat monk looked at Xuan Ci in a bewildered expression, innocent in his eyes, at a loss.

"This is little master, are you sure you want to use Shaolin's Luohan boxing to fight against the poor monk?"

At this moment, Jiumozhi took a step forward, stared at the fat monk, and said with a sneer.

"not me."

Just as the fat monk was about to explain, Xiao Jun's voice suddenly sounded in his ears again.

"Brother, do you want to fight to become famous? How long have you been guarding that broken vegetable garden? A good man has ambitions everywhere, and people go to high places. If you want others to respect you, you have to fight your own life!"

"Look at the way that bald donkey looked at you. He didn't treat you as a human being. Can you swallow this breath? If you admit defeat now, you won't be able to hang out in Shaolin Temple in the future. You have to lose it! Don't worry, with me helping you secretly, you won't lose!"

A thousand miles of voice transmission!

The fat monk listened to Xiao Jun's eloquence and random encouragement. Although he was a little dazed, he was also aroused with a bloodiness that had never been seen before. He gritted his teeth, took two steps forward, and stared at Jiumozhi. Excited.

"You are not his opponent, hurry down, Shaolin Temple can't lose, or you will really lose all face."

At this moment, Monk Xuansheng slowly walked to the side of the fat monk, and whispered.

"Get up!"

I don't know where the fat monk got the courage to push the monk Xuansheng away, and said something dissatisfied.But then he reacted and shrank his neck in fright.

"Let him try it. Even if he loses, he is a junior, and it is not shameful to lose to the national teacher."

Xuanci looked at Xuansheng, shook his head lightly and said.

Xuan Sheng listened to Xuan Ci's words, stepped aside and did not stop him.

The fat monk stared at Jiumozhi firmly, he was already eager to try, and was encouraged by Xiao Jun indiscriminately, he had already lost his head and lost his mind.

"Okay, then let the poor monk learn your brilliant tricks!"

As Jiumozhi said, he put on a posture, ready to fight.

"Pull out the heart with a black tiger!"

Xiao Jun's voice rang in the fat monk's ears again.

The fat monk didn't hesitate any longer, and punched Jiumozhi, his posture was extremely ugly and a little clumsy.

Jiumozhi let out a cold snort, and the same black tiger punched out his heart, facing the fat monk, even such a simple move had to be imitated with the Little Formless Kung Fu.

Really brazen!
Seeing that the two fists were about to intersect, suddenly a small stone flew out without a sound, and hit the elbow joint of the arm that the fat monk swung directly!
The fat monk was startled, and then he felt his arm suddenly filled with strength, rushing towards his fist like a mountain torrent.

A muffled groan came, and Jiumozhi was punched flying by the fat monk, staggered and landed on the ground, backed up again and again!

Everyone present was stunned, especially the three eminent monks of Shaolin Temple, who did not expect the fat monk to have such deep inner strength.

Jiumozhi was even more surprised, he didn't expect that he would lose, and he didn't even pay attention to the fat monk, but the result already explained everything, he lost a move.

"Come again!"

Jiumozhi became angry from embarrassment, shouted angrily, and took the initiative to attack, facing the fat monk.

The fat monk didn't know where his confidence came from, he went forward without fear, and punched again, perhaps because of the power of the punch just now, he actually used the black tiger's heart-throwing move again!
Jiumozhi felt suspicious, worried about the power of this punch, turned his side slightly, and avoided the fat monk's move, at the same time, he slashed at the fat monk's neck with a hand knife!
One of the 72 stunts in Shaolin Temple, wood-burning knife technique!
"careful!"

Xuan Sheng who was not far away hurriedly spoke out to remind him.

At the same time, another small stone flew out instantly and hit the fat monk's upper arm!

Immediately afterwards, he saw that the fat monk's punch had changed direction, once again aiming at Jiumozhi!
A muffled hum came again!I saw that fat monk's punch hit Jiumozhi's waist like lightning!
Immediately afterwards, Jiumozhi staggered back a few steps again, frowning, staring at the fat monk.

"Why do you keep using the black tiger's trick of digging out the heart!?"

Jiumozhi gritted his teeth and asked.

But the fat monk ignored him at all, raised his right hand, and looked at it happily. He never knew that his strength was so high, and he finally showed his face today!
(End of this chapter)