The best medical fairy in the academy

Chapter 323 Can You Give Up?

"Break!"

There is only a simple one-word answer, but it expresses Wang Fan's determination.

"Amitabha, since the king's benefactor has made up his mind, I won't persuade you anymore." Master Wuming stepped aside at this time, and said calmly, "Wang benefactor, please go forward, as long as you step into the training ground , and the breakthrough begins.”

Wang Fan nodded and walked forward slowly. As soon as his left foot crossed the boundary line of the martial arts field, eighteen gray-robed monks jumped off the plum blossom piles and rushed over aggressively holding Shaolin sticks.

The temples of every monk were swollen high, the Shaolin sticks in their hands were held tightly, and their steps were steady, and they came out in a single file. Eighteen gray-robed monks surrounded Wang Fan in an instant.

It's not that Wang Fan didn't want to dodge. Apart from being seriously injured, the more important thing is that the opponent's reaction was too fast. Eighteen monks were lucky and came to Wang Fan almost instantly. He didn't dodge at all. This shows how strong the eighteen monks should be.

Some people may think that Wang Fan was seriously injured, how could he escape the siege of these eighteen monks, maybe the strength of these eighteen monks is just average.If you think so, you are very wrong.

Although Wang Fan has no luck and cannot use his internal strength, his physical strength and conscious response will definitely not be lower than those of martial arts practitioners in the early stage of condensing, but he still cannot escape the siege of the eighteen monks, and it is only an instant. Isn't this proof? The strength of eighteen monks?
You must know that these eighteen gray-robed monks are all disciples of the Zhizi generation, and they are of the same generation as Xu Guofeng's master. Don't look at them young, if they don't have enough strength, how could they have six scars on their heads? ?

But although Wang Fan was surrounded tightly, he didn't have any intention of being afraid of the eighteen monks. Instead, he stretched out his hands in a calm manner, put his palms together in front of his chest, nodded slightly, and said politely: "Amitabha, seniors, Wang Fan, a descendant of Tianmen, wants to break into the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin, please give me your advice!"

"drink!"

Hearing Wang Fan's words, the eighteen monks shouted loudly, without any explanation, they directly started to attack Wang Fan, and the leading monk went straight to Wang Fan's forehead with a stick.

Seeing this, Wang Fan immediately put himself in a good posture, withdrew his right foot and exerted force with his left leg, and then suddenly blocked the stick. Although his arms trembled slightly due to the power of the Shaolin stick, Wang Fan's heart was completely aroused at this moment. Something called hot blood burst out deep in his heart.

Although Wang Fan was unable to use internal force, these eighteen monks seemed to let him in on purpose. Since the head monk's stick was blocked by Wang Fan, the rest of the monks no longer used internal force, but used pure Strength competes with Wang Fan.

Except for Wang Fan's self-reported family number at the beginning, the two sides didn't talk nonsense and kept fighting together. Although the eighteen monks held a Shaolin stick more than one meter long in their hands, they didn't have any advantage. Wang Fan's weird and dexterous movements barely managed to dodge each time, none of the eighteen monks hit Wang Fan.

But hiding all the time is not an option, and his physical strength will drop rapidly. What he has to do is to break through the level instead of avoiding it. Thinking of this, Wang Fan stopped suddenly, and at this moment two monks swung their sticks and smashed him down.

"Bang!!!"

Wang Fan staggered his arms, blocking the oncoming Shaolin sticks, and suddenly felt his arms numb. Although these Shaolin sticks are made of ash wood, they are very hard, and the strength of the users is also very strong. Surprisingly, if ordinary people bear this, the bones of the two forearms are likely to be broken directly.

Looking at the eighteen grey-robed monks in front of him, they really deserved to be the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin. Each of them had the same strength as Xu Guofeng. It was impossible to face eighteen at the same time without difficulty.

However, among the three people standing outside the training ground at this time, one was full of sadness and worry, the other was happy, but the last one was expressionless, and his heart was as calm as ever.

Needless to say, it must be Master Wuming who has no turmoil in his mood and no expression on his face, but the one with a worried look is not Lin Xi who has been worried about Wang Fan, but Xu Guofeng.

On the contrary, Lin Xi saw Wang Fan take over the Shaolin sticks of the two monks with his arms, and his face was full of joy. He wondered if he had misremembered the file of the Dragon Soul, and was the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin really that powerful?

Seeing that the injured Wang Fan was able to do a job among the eighteen monks, with this strength of the Eighteen Arhats, I felt that Wang Fan might really be able to break through the Eighteen Arhats. The strength can definitely break through.

I have to say that Lin Xi really thought too well. The reason why Wang Fan can still block the Shaolin sticks of the monks is entirely because they didn't use all their strength at all, or even said that they didn't use any strength at all.

Because Wang Fan has no internal force, the eighteen monks would not use their internal force. If they had used all their strength from the beginning, Wang Fan would have become a corpse by now.

The monks are compassionate, and the monks are no exception. If they use their internal strength easily, Wang Fan may not be able to hold up even a single move. The eighteen monks are only guarding the rules of Shaolin, but they are not tools for killing people. That's why they will always fight with Wang Fan. Fighting until now.

Before Lin Xi was happy for a long time, the joy on his face turned to panic. The eighteen monks felt that the time was almost up, and at the same time, they shot at Wang Fan to defeat him. Breaking through the barrier also means failure.

Eighteen gray-robed monks, it can be said that all of them are masters, and each one's strength has reached the level of conciseness. No matter in terms of number or strength, Wang Fan is definitely at a great disadvantage. One of them, Wang Fan, was having a hard time, let alone these eighteen people shot at the same time.

The eighteen gray-robed monks, with the cooperation of more than ten years of training, have become more than eighteen times stronger. It is not simply a multiplication of numbers, but an improvement in the level of strength. How could it be possible to fall under the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin.

Wang Fan wanted to break through, but there was no hope at all. At this time, the eighteen monks shot at the same time, and the eighteen Shaolin sticks hit Wang Fan's body. The airtight attack made him have nowhere to go. Fleeing, Wang Fan's whole body, like a meat shield, could only bear the attack of the eighteen monks forcefully.

As the Shaolin sticks kept swinging down, Wang Fan had nowhere to hide. He stood still and held his head to bear the attacks of the eighteen monks. Every time the eighteen monks swung the sticks down on him, he His body trembled accordingly.

"Benefactor, can you give up?" The head monk hit Wang Fan's back hard with a stick, and saw him bend down, so he asked, "Benefactor, if you say give up, you can end the pass and don't have to bear this burden anymore." Flesh pain."

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