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Chapter 390 Shaolin Temple Eighteen Bronze Men

"Hurry up, why are you dawdling, we must escape far enough before dawn, otherwise we will be in trouble once the perverted abbot catches up with light work!" Stephen Zhou urged in a low voice.

"I always feel that it will not be too smooth to escape." Zhang Jin said casually.

"What nonsense are you talking about here! Bah, bah, bah!" Stephen said with a displeased expression on his face, "See, freedom is waving to us when we get out of that door!"

Zhang Jin said silently in his heart, I am afraid that it is not Liberty who is waving to you, but the Eighteen Arhats in Shaolin!
squeak-

Stephen Zhou carefully opened the last wooden door leading to the door, and hurriedly walked out the door, but before he could go far, he suddenly saw a group of figures standing quietly on his left!
The lights turned on, reflecting Stephen Zhou's stunned face, "The Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple!?"

"Hey! Ha!" Shaolin Eighteen Bronze Men put on various moves and shouted in unison, "That's right, Shaolin Eighteen Bronze Men!"

The leading bronze man snorted coldly: "You want to leave after offending the abbot? It's not that easy!"

Stephen Zhou looked at the eighteen bronze figures rushing towards him holding up the folding stool, hugged his head in horror and despair, and cursed in a low voice: "I'll give you a lung!"

Soon, Stephen Zhou was violently besieged by eighteen bronze men, and the screams were mixed with words such as "Why only beat me and not him", "The guy next to him is also an accomplice".

After a while, after beating Stephen Zhou, two bronze figures dragged him back to the temple, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground.

"After watching for so long, it's your turn now!" the leader of the Eighteen Bronze Men pointed at Zhang Jin and said.

Zhang Jin looked back at Stephen Zhou, and smiled at the leader of the Eighteen Bronze Men: "Why don't you wait for the two bronze brothers to come back, and then start when you have all the Eighteen Bronze Men together, I just want to spend time with you too Trick."

"Hmph! Arrogance!" the leader of the Eighteen Bronze Men sneered, "If you can defeat us, you can leave here! Otherwise, if you offend the abbot, no one will leave!"

Zhang Jin put down his backpack and began to exercise his muscles and bones. The Eighteen Bronze Man on the opposite side knew martial arts, and he didn't know if his super soldier's physical fitness could compete with him.

Judging from the performance of kung fu in the God of Cookery movie, it has not yet reached the point of being too exaggerated.

Soon, the two bronze men who took Stephen Zhou away returned to the team of the bronze men.

The leader of the bronze men said to Zhang Jin: "Now that the eighteen bronze men are gathered, do you come here and get beaten by yourself, or let us go over and beat you?"

Zhang Jinchao hooked his fingers to the eighteen bronze figures and said loudly, "Come here!"

"..." The Eighteen Bronze Men looked at each other in blank dismay. Since their establishment, they have never received such a challenge!

"Blow him!"

Someone yelled, and the Eighteenth Bronze Man immediately rushed towards Zhang Jin aggressively, and the folding stools were very conspicuous!
Zhang Jin calmly glanced at the Eighteen Bronze Men's formation, trying to find out the opponent's flaws!
"On the surface, it looks messy and unconnected, but in fact it contains murderous intentions and is extremely dangerous. Once you enter the battle recklessly, you will be surrounded immediately. Under the cover of the gold powder on your body and the light reflected by your bald head, A few folded stools hidden in the crowd will deal a fatal blow to the enemy! Powerful! It is worthy of the Eighteen Bronze Figures of Shaolin Temple!"

"..." Zhang Jin turned his head back speechlessly, and glanced at the little monk standing by the door, "What are you doing! Do you even have your own commentary? It's shameless to brag about yourself!"

"Look! The heaven and earth net, subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger!" The little monk said loudly.

As soon as Zhang Jin turned his head, he saw four folding stools coming towards him from the left, right and top of his head!The speed is fast and the momentum is fierce!
Can hide!The opponent is not fast enough!
In an instant, Zhang Jin kicked his feet hard, and his whole body slammed into the bronze figure holding the folding stool on the left.

Snapped!Bang!
He knocked the bronze man and the folding stool out together!

The anti-shock force from the shoulders and arms gave Zhang Jin a good feedback, that is, the physical strength of the bronze man is not as strong as his own!
But before he could be happy for a while, the gap was quickly filled by another bronze figure in the rotating formation, and the same folding stool came head-on!
After the trial just now, Zhang Jin had a certain amount of confidence in his heart, and he was more calm when facing the Eighteen Bronze Men.Stretching out his hands, he grabbed the folded stool from above, and pulled the two bronze figures closer to him with force, forcing the opponent to give up the folded stool and fight with him empty-handed.

"The stool is there and the people are there!"

"The sun and the moon are in the sky!"

Following two loud shouts, the two bronze men did not let go of the folding stools in their hands, but rushed towards Zhang Jin, with their two bald heads facing his open chest!
God TM, the sun and the moon are in the sky!Isn't it just two bald heads!
Zhang Jin laughed angrily, let go of the folding stool, palmed his hands, one left and one right, and slapped the opponent's bald head twice!

"It's a good trick to undress and touch eighteen. The two round bald heads are like..." The little monk's explanation sounded not far away.

The corner of Zhang Jin's mouth twitched, and he abruptly withdrew from the battle circle. At the same time, he stretched out his palms to both sides and shouted: "Stop! Shut up!"

The eighteen bronze men stopped suddenly, and the leader of the bronze men said displeasedly: "What's the matter, do you still want to fight!"

Zhang Jin pointed to the little monk at the door and asked: "Can you make that little fat man shut up, if this continues, I'm afraid I'll lose him!"

The eighteen bronze men collectively turned their heads to look at the young monk. The leading bronze man looked at the young monk carefully and said, "This little fat man is not a monk in our temple. Hey, which temple are you from?"

"It's from Wulongyuan!" The little monk raised his head and chest.

"Oolongyuan? Never heard of it!"

"Does our Fran have this temple?"

The eighteen bronze figures looked at each other in blank dismay, shaking their heads to express that they did not know where the Wulongyuan was.

"Then how did you come to our Shaolin Temple?" the leader of the bronze figure asked again.

"Of course I found it by smelling the smell of the food!" The little fat man chuckled, "Although the vegetarian food here tastes average, it's better because it's big enough to keep you full!"

The leader of the bronze man suddenly thought of something, his face changed, and he said angrily: "It turns out that you, fat man, ate our food for a week alone! We have to eat porridge next week, brothers, let's eat together!" , beat him!"

"The Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple! Hey! Ha!"

After placing the POSS, the eighteen bronze figures rushed directly to the fat little monk!

"Damn it!" The little monk turned his head and ran away in panic, shouting as he ran, "Help! Molestation! Domestic violence!"

But how could he, a little monk, be the opponent of the Eighteen Bronze Man? He was quickly arrested by the Eighteen Bronze Man. .

Zhang Jin, who was completely abandoned, looked at this scene and really didn't know what to say.

"What are you going to do with this little fat man?" Zhang Jin asked.

"Of course we found his temple and sent him back. Our Shaolin Temple can't afford to support him. He's a foodie at such a young age!" said the leader of the bronze figure, "Okay, now the off-site factors have been resolved."

"Hey! Ha! Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple!"

A burst of uniform slogans and movements, the eighteen bronze men formed formation again!
Without any explanation, he rushed towards Zhang Jin for the second time!
With the first experience, Zhang Jin found that the Shaolin Tongren didn't seem to have internal strength, and they followed the way of outsiders' horizontal training, with copper skin and iron bones, and the King Kong is not bad.However, the opponent's physical strength is much worse than his own, far from reaching the limit of human beings.

However, the opponent's superiority in numbers, the tacit cooperation, and the one-handed folded stool are unstoppable. They respond to each other, attack in succession, and switch to each other. If they can't break through the bronze formation quickly, they will be trapped and consumed to death by the eighteen bronze figures.

"The only way is to grab one of them and beat them hard. Beat the other half to death first!"

After Zhang Jin made up his mind, he kicked his feet hard, and the whole person slammed into the front of the bronze man array!
"Oh! I hit—"

He kicked the bronze man holding the stool to the left, flipped the leader of the bronze man who was facing him with both hands, and swung his fist to smash the big golden bald head of the opponent!

"Iron head skill! Ah! It hurts!"

"Iron head skill, right! Ah? Iron head skill! I will let you iron head skill! Do you know what I am, a super invincible blood mother who is strong and enters the earth, but I am the only one who respects the world and the eight desolations and descends from the sky! The palm of the Tathagata! Slap you to death! Iron Head Skill!"

Zhang Jin rode on the leader of the bronze man, and he was beaten up like a crackling, completely ignoring the attacks of other bronze figures on him!

Clap clap!Four folded stools smashed on him one after another!
He still didn't say a word, just grabbed the leader of the bronze man and killed him!He didn't let go until the opponent was knocked unconscious by him!
"Ah!" Zhang Jin exerted his strength suddenly, smashed a way out from the side, and escaped from the encirclement.

He wanted to escape with all his heart, but the Eighteen Bronze Men couldn't stop him.

After escaping, Zhang Jin looked back at the Eighteenth Bronze Man. The pain all over his body made him grin reluctantly.

"If one person is missing, the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation will be useless!"

He roughly checked his body, and fortunately he protected his vitals. The wounds on his body were only flesh wounds, and with his body's recovery speed, he could recover within a few days.

These bronze men are really ruthless. If Stephen Zhou in the movie didn't have the glory of the protagonist, he would probably be disabled for at least half a year even if he was not killed. It is impossible to learn advanced cooking and martial arts within a month.

"How dare you underestimate our Shaolin Eighteenth Bronze Man! Hey! Ha! Shaolin Seventeenth Bronze Man! Beat him!"

Even though the group of dragons has no leader, the remaining [-] bronze men still have undiminished momentum!
Zhang Jin couldn't help being taken aback: "No... Hey, you guys are a bit of a fool! Why are there still Seventeen Bronze Man Formation?"

"Hmph! Bronze Man Formation, two people can form! Boy, you made a wrong calculation!"

I rely on!Nonsensical movies are too nonsensical!
Zhang Jin couldn't stop complaining in his heart, so he could only bite the bullet and welcome a new round of battle!

The power of the Seventeenth Bronze Man Formation was no less powerful than that of the Eighteenth Bronze Man Formation, and the bronze men who had learned from the past also consciously prevented Zhang Jin from grabbing a bronze man and beating him to death.

Zhang Jin also didn't continue the previous method of grabbing a person and beating him to death. His body really couldn't bear it anymore.

"The flying dragon is in the sky!"

"Kang Long has regrets!"

"See where you hide!"

There are chasing troops in front and there is no way out, and there are dead ends on the left and right.It seems that there is no other way but to be beaten!
Zhang Jin gritted his teeth, and said in his heart that since you are playing tricks, then don't blame me for making dirty tricks too!

He raised his hands, drew a circle with his left hand, and another circle with his right hand, and then the index fingers of both hands touched together in mid-air.

The next moment, the folding stool that was about to capture his face suddenly stopped abruptly!

pat!pat!
The two folding stools fell to the ground almost at the same time, and the two hands were tightly held together.

"Brother..."

"Senior brother..."

"Brother!"

"Senior brother!"

"Brother-"

"Senior brother-"

"Brother, why do you look at others like this, it's so annoying, so annoying!"

"Junior brother, I look at you like this because I want to impress your appearance on my heart!"

Not only Zhang Jin, but the other bronze figures also stopped their movements and gathered around to watch the two copper figures who were inexplicably fussy.

"Brother, do you want to..."

"Junior brother, I think I've thought about this day for a long time, are you willing to..."

"Ok!"

"Junior Brother, I really like your shy look!"

"Hate!"

Under the attention of everyone, the two bald heads got closer and closer!

mua!

"..."

"I feel like vomiting!"

"Me too! Ugh—"

Zhang Jin quickly fled from the crowd, seeing that except for the two bronze figures who were immersed in the world of the two, the other copper figures were already vomiting, and he himself was a little startled, he did not expect this skill to be so powerful.

However, the scene in front of him was really eye-catching, and he couldn't even look directly at it!

After 1 minute, the effect ends.

The two bronze figures lingering in love suddenly woke up and pushed each other away.

"Ugh! What did you do to me?"

"I should ask you this, this is my first kiss! Ugh!"

"You're an old man in his 30s, what's your first kiss! Ugh!"

"When a monk, in his 30s, he still has his first kiss and it's weird! Ugh!"

Zhang Jin secretly laughed, as long as he used this skill, it would not be difficult to defeat Shaolin Eighteen Bronze Men!

He just used the [Yuelao Red Rope] skill.

[Yuelao Red Rope]: Tie a red string invisible to others to the wrists of two people respectively, so that both parties can have mutual affection and love. The effect lasts for 1 minute, regardless of gender.

Seeing that the bronze men were almost vomiting, Zhang Jin stepped forward and coughed lightly: "Masters of the bronze men, as long as you admit defeat, I promise that what happened just now will not happen again."

"What happened just now is your fault?!"

"Love is such a beautiful thing, how can it be called a ghost." Zhang Jin spread his hands.

"Bullshit is beautiful, this kind of love between men and men is not a joke!"

"It's impossible for you to use this crooked way to win us! We Eighteen Bronze Men will never give in!"

"Really?" Zhang Jin smiled lightly, stretched out his index fingers with both hands, and pointed at the two bronze men who screamed the most.

Seeing him pointing at them, the expressions of the two bronze figures changed drastically!

After a while, the painting style changed!
"Brother!"

"Senior brother!"

As soon as they heard these two affectionate voices, the other bronze figures suddenly had goosebumps all over their bodies, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Zhang Jin!
Zhang Jin smiled maliciously, his eyes slowly swept across the remaining bronze figures: "Are there any of you who are not going to admit defeat?"

"Amitabha, why should the donor be like this! There must be no such evil thoughts in the pure place of Buddhism!"

A voice came from the sky, as soon as Zhang Jin looked up, he saw the Master of Nocturnal Nocturnal Disorder floating down, and then fell like a dog gnawing shit!
"Damn it! Who the fuck vomits in public, stand up!"

(End of this chapter)