History’s Strongest Shopkeeper

“Me?” Little Novice Monk was a little dazed and a little hesitant. The Old Daoist, who could volley, chose him as his opponent.

This little Monk who has just become a monk, can’t figure it out, it’s unbelievable.

“Master?” Little Novice Monk looked at the Master for help. This Old Daoist was too bullying. He just learned a set of Shaolin Long Fist. How could he be his opponent? As long as the Master said no, he immediately refused.

“Junbao, now that the chief seeks you for a discussion, you can go up to him and do some tricks.” Little Novice Monk’s Master has a sullen face, and there is nothing wrong with it. What is Innate Realm, he doesn’t Clearly, I thought that the above white-haired daoist wanted to instruct his disciples.

“Master, you?” Little Novice Monk was indignant, and the Master even pushed him into Fire Pit.

In the eyes of everyone’s expectation, Little Novice Monk turned around step by step. As soon as the Master called him to go back, he immediately turned around and left, but until the martial stage, Little Novice Monk did not wait for the Master to shout.

“Seeing that, just when the little Monk was walking towards the martial stage, the two legs were swaying slightly, doing a strange frequency. Is this a magical footwork?”

“I feel like, haven’t you seen that? Little Monk, every time you take a step forward, the vibration frequency of your legs is much faster.”

“Yeah, it looks like it’s either Bodhidharma Reincarnation, or Nirvana Rebirth, a great monk. It’s great.”

“Look at the little Monk?” In the crowd, I don’t know who shouted, everyone’s eyes, teleportation to the smaller Monk in the martial stage.

I saw his feet curled up slightly, his hands stretched straight, and he stood upright.

“I know what Lightweight Art is?” A white-haired old man in the crowd said excitedly, “I have heard that Jianghu has a peerless Lightweight Art, not a talented person, ca n’t get started. I ’m afraid the little Monk in front of me is already Learned. “

The gray-haired old man finished speaking, his eyes narrowed, and he kept silent.

“How do you say that?” A white clothed young man with a white hair, urged, said half of the words, wasn’t it an appetite?

The people around him looked at the old man with white hair impatiently, and the old man with white hair looked at the gaze attracted by himself, slightly proud, “It is rumored that there was an expert in the world, watching the white clouds in the sky, creating a set Supreme footwork, Ten Thousand Li Clear Sky Step, a green cloud within 10000 miles. “

The white-haired old man said, pats his head, and thought of this step, as if he saw it from a novel.

“Look, Little Novice Monk’s posture is ready. He is going to use the Ten Thousand Li Clear Sky Step.” The white-haired old man side blue clothed youth excited.

Within 10000 miles, white clouds are a step. This is such a profound Lightweight Art martial arts that it is no less than the previous sword stroke theory of No Sword, No Style.

I saw the next moment, Little Novice Monk’s feet, again raised a lot higher, stood for a while, turned to look at Zhou Yang, “Shopkeeper I can’t climb up.”

Zhou Yang’s face twitched slightly, and he gently touched it, suspended slowly than the martial stage, landed slowly, and finally only one foot above the ground, Little Novice Monk stepped forward.

“What is this Ten Thousand Li Clear Sky Step?” Around the youth, each and everyone glared at him, what is this peerless Lightweight Art?

“I didn’t say it, he said it.” The young man pointed at the expressionless white-haired old man, angrily, because he believed the old man’s words so that he lost his face in front of so many people.

“The young people today are really shameless. Who would believe that this Ten Thousand Li Clear Sky Step, you are when I am a 3-year-old child?” The old man with white hair scorned.

“That is, young people now, if something goes wrong, push on the elderly, you look at the age of others, you are embarrassed to frame others.” Martial arts people who are not aware of the situation around them, have targeted young people, Words of mouth, writing rounds of moral-force-rape.

“You move first!”

Compared to the martial stage, Zhang Sanfeng’s robe was windless and automatic, making a loud noise, a foot of white beard, but completely motionless.

Everyone on the stage felt a majestic momentum coming on, as if Mount Tai was pressing, and his chest was a little stuffy, making it difficult for him to breathe.

The Little Novice Monk on the opposite side felt a cool breeze, a little cool, a lot of relief, and a little nervousness.

“You’re careful.” Little Novice Monk cupped one fist in the other hand in front of Zhang Sanfeng, stepping directly forward, punching in crosses, running in small steps, pounding Zhang Sanfeng’s chest.

Zhang Sanfeng’s left hand draws a weird arc, blocking Little Novice Monk’s fist.

boom!

a thunderous explosion in the sky.

An invisible energy spread out around 2 people, forming a slight whirlwind inside Myriad Worlds Building, blowing everyone’s hair dancing with the wind.

“Fuck! I can guarantee that this little Monk will definitely become the Golden Bell Shield of Shaolin Temple. The internal force and the momentum of the collision just now. If there is no horrible defense, the internal organs will definitely be shocked into a powder.”

“You haven’t watched the collision of the internal forces of Little Novice Monk and Zhang Sanfeng. If there is no deep internal force, how can it be completely motionless? Shaolin Temple Muscle Change Classic is the most amazing formidable power. Little Monk must cultivate the Muscle Change Classic.”

“You are all wrong. I can guarantee that this Little Novice Monk will definitely become Shaolin Temple’s long-lost Washing Marrow Sutra. Even the little Monk in front of me is a Shaolin Temple monk, Washing Marrow Sutra Great Accomplishment. one’s youthful vigor. “

On the stage, Little Novice Monk’s fist smashed into Zhang Sanfeng’s palms, and the invisible vitality continued to spread to all around.

“What kind of rhythm is this?” Zhou Yang was slightly faint. Little Novice Monk is Bodhidharma Reincarnation. Don’t make a fool. He is an ordinary Little Novice Monk. If it is truly comparable to Bodhidharma, it is also the future, but it is definitely not. Right now.

The martial arts experts under the stage are all weird faces. They naturally feel that the winds that constantly blow to all around are made by Zhang Sanfeng, relying on the powerful True Qi, and Little Novice Monk really has a little internal force. Nothing emanates.

Is it really a peerless monk, recover one’s youthful vigor, True Qi has reached the level of Return to the Natural State, they can not feel it?

“Okay, little Monk mighty, quickly defeat the old Daoist Priest.” Just listening to the crisp sound of a pearl and a jade plate, a girl about the same age as Little Novice Monk was excited, and she was wearing an apricot shirt , A pair of big eyes, staring at the majestic Little Novice Monk above.

Little Novice Monk, listening to the soft and sweet voice of the oriole, couldn’t help turning his head and looked, and saw a weird-looking young girl, waving her hand, and suddenly blushed, secretly said in one’s heart This woman, like a fairy in the painting, was peerless, and he couldn’t help but get close.

Hum!

The girl in the yellow shirt just cheered, and a more violent momentum erupted from Zhang Sanfeng’s body, forming an invisible Yin-Yang Fish between him and the Little Novice Monk 2 people.

Yin-Yang Fish kept spinning, Zhang Sanfeng and Little Novice Monk soared into the air, stunned, from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the sky, Little Novice Monk was confused, and somehow flew up, but Upon hearing the applause of the girl in the yellow shirt, a set of Shaolin Long Fist made it amazing, and Zhang Sanfeng’s forehead continued to be filled with sweat.

“Little Monk, come on!”

“Little Monk, come on!”

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Under the martial stage, there is only the cheering of the girl in the yellow shirt.

Compared with those martial arts individuals in the martial stage, they have been shocked and stunned. Ye Gucheng and Feng Qingyang’s sword technique is too fast, making them unclear and feeling a little unreal.

It ’s like these two people, from boxing to meat, from the bottom to the bottom, and from the ground to the sky, this is the real expert matchup in their mind.

Finally, in the 2 100 rounds of the battle, Zhang Sanfeng’s complexion was already a little pale, and apparently the internal force was too much. When Zhang Sanfeng looked at the apricot and yellow shirt girl with big eyes and stared at the small Monk on the stage, her mouth could not help smiling. There was a bitterness in his eyes.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Zhang Sanfeng turned into numerous palm shadows with both hands, and took photos on the whole meridian of Little Novice Monk. Little Novice Monk only felt the whole body feels refreshed, next moment, only to find himself, has fallen under the martial stage, think of Huang The cheering young girl was slightly lost in her heart.

“Master is okay.” Zhang Sanfeng just came to the stage, Wudang Sect Master Song Yuanqiao, looked at Zhang Sanfeng nervously. In his mind, the invincible Master was not so weak, and at the same time, his heart also produced Endless doubts.

Zhang Sanfeng didn’t reply, turned around and looked towards the cheerful Little Novice Monk and the girl in the yellow shirt. They couldn’t help touching the pair of iron Arhats that had been carrying for nearly 100 years. They had memories, blessings, memories, and whispers. “I hope you are no longer me.”

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