Bishop's Retirement

Chapter 286 Shaolin's No. [-] Temple Guardian Monk?

Gradually, the cheers around him gradually subsided.

Hall Master Hu on the side also calmed down.

He raised his head, looked at Zhao Butou on the stage, and said loudly: "Everyone, Zhao Butou has defeated the ring leader Lianhu and has become the new ring leader!"

"However, the purpose of this martial arts contest to recruit relatives is to select the one with the highest martial arts skills as Qiu Yuanwai's son-in-law. Until the sun sets, he can continue to challenge Zhao Butou!"

"If there is no one to challenge, Catcher Zhao can get the marriage contract directly!"

As soon as these words came out, the strong men below the ring looked at each other in blank dismay.

After discussing for a while, they all shook their heads and turned to leave.

They all saw the fight between Zhao Tutou and Lian Hu just now.

Even though Zhao Tuntou's heart-piercing boxing technique is incomparably obscene, it is extremely powerful.

Even a ruthless character like Lianhu, the stele thrower, was beaten so clumsily that he begged for mercy.

Not to mention them.

For a while, no one dared to challenge Zhao Butou on stage.

"Is there no one to challenge?"

Sitting on the roof, Wang Ye looked at everything in front of him, and said, "Isn't this too easy?"

"If I had known this before, I would also learn a few tricks from Zhang Daochang"

"If you do this trick, maybe you can win!"

At this time, Wang Ye was sucking his teeth, with a hint of amusement on his face.

"Well, Lao Cai Mini is too modest..."

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Aji on the side said: "Just your usual shameless energy, if you add Daoist Zhang's profane martial arts..."

"This is how you meet your opponent and meet your best talents!"

"If you are willing to work hard to practice internal skills for a few years, it will not be a problem to cross the rivers and lakes!"

"You fucking..."

Hearing this, Wang Ye's eyes widened.

He raised his hand and faced Aji's head with a shudder: "Why is I shameless?"

"That's Jianghu experience!"

"Do you think that the arena is just about fighting and killing? Then the arena is about the ways of the world!"

At this time, Wang Ye preached seriously.

"Okay, stop fighting, you two!"

At this time, Bai Luhan on the side said, "Someone is on stage!"

As soon as this remark came out, Wang Ye and Aji regained their spirits.

The two turned their heads and looked towards the ring.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, Wang Ye and Aji couldn't help being taken aback.

I saw a figure slowly walking onto the ring.

This figure was wearing a pale yellow monk's robe, and his face was full of wrinkles.

At a glance, there are about six 70 years old.

The person on stage this time is actually an old monk!
"Good guy... This stage competition is getting more and more outrageous..."

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye said: "The crooked melons and dates in front are nothing more..."

"This fucking old monk is on stage!"

For the old monk on the stage, Zhao Butou on the stage also looked confused.

He looked up at the old monk, frowned and said, "Master, did you come to the wrong place?"

"This is a competition arena for recruiting relatives. You are a monk, what are you doing here?"

"Amitabha!"

Hearing this, the old monk softly called out the Buddha's name, and said: "The poor monk has been practicing Zen for a lifetime, and finally realized that his mortal heart is not broken, so he came here to fight, begging for a beautiful wife to share the family relationship with him!"

Between the words, the old monk let out a hearty laugh.

"But...you are so old at this age, I have to be careless..."

Zhao Butou was also helpless, he also found it unthinkable to meet an old monk in the arena of the martial arts competition.

If the other party was punched by him and fell down, wouldn't he be charged with bullying the old man?

"Humph!"

Before Catcher Zhao finished speaking, the old monk snorted coldly and said, "There is no age limit for this arena, why can't poor monks come?"

"Also, don't underestimate the poor monk!"

As he said that, the old monk took a stride, and said seriously: "When Shaolin was still in Wulin, the poor monk was the first monk to protect the monastery!"

"Even if you are a little older, you are much better than a brat like you!"

"The poor monk turned five lightning hands with one hand, and let you know the profoundness of Shaolin martial arts!"

Shaolin's first temple guardian monk?

Hearing these words, Wang Ye on the roof was at a loss.

Wasn't the temple guardian monk killed by himself?

Even if there are one or two lucky ones who survived, they are at most about the same age as me now, how could there be such an old monk who protects the temple?

And what the hell is the Huaji Five Thunder Hand?

Does Shaolin Temple have this skill?
Where did this old bald donkey jump out of?
While Wang Ye was puzzled, Catcher Zhao on the stage looked towards Pavilion Master Hu: "Boss Hu, can this be fought?"

"There is indeed no age limit in the arena..."

Looking at Zhao Butou's eyes, the owner of Hu scratched his head and said: "It's time to fight, so let's fight..."

"Maybe, he really has a unique skill?"

Hearing Hu's words, Zhao Butou took a deep breath.

But seeing him clasping his fists to the old monk in front of him, he said, "I'm arresting the head of the Jinling government office, Zhao Mingchuan, I'm asking for advice!"

Seeing Zhao Butou salute, the old monk clasped his hands together and softly recited the Buddha's name.

Randomly pulled out an extremely ugly posture, and said seriously: "Shi Kong, the number one temple guardian monk in Shaolin!"

"You are still young and your skills are not strong enough. If I make a move, you will have no chance to fight back. In this way, others will criticize me and say that I release the air and bully the small."

"So, I'll let you make the first move!"

"Today, I will let you know the four inner strengths of Ling, Li, Gang, and Ferocious of the Five Lightning Hands of Huaji!"

As he spoke, the old monk put on an extremely ugly posture.

However, the moment the old monk opened his posture, Catcher Zhao rushed over with all his strength.

But he saw that his shots were like lightning, and a straight punch came over.

After all, the old monk was old, and Zhao Catcher was still a little bit hesitant to use the heart-piercing boxing technique on him.

"it is good!"

At this moment, Hall Master Hu on the side exclaimed, and explained: "Zhao Butou knew that the other party was the number one guardian monk in Shaolin. The master slammed the door..."

"But in the face of such a punch, Master Shi Kong remained steadfast"

"Could it be that his skills are too advanced, and Zhao Butou's punches can't penetrate his eyes?"

it is good!
Following Hu's explanation, there were thunderous applause from around the arena.

In the ring, it's more interesting to see a master come on stage

Listening to Master Hu's explanation, the old monk smiled slightly, and he dodged Zhao Butou's direct punch.

At this moment, he was just about to say something.

But I saw Zhao catcher move his head and step, and suddenly swept out with a kick.

This move is the basic kick method in Gongmen martial arts, returning to the wind and sweeping the snow.

At this time, the old monk dodged Zhao Butou's head-on punch, and was caught off guard by Zhao Butou's backstroke.

At the right time, the old monk was swept down by Zhao Butou and fell to the ground!

All of a sudden, there was complete silence around the arena, and needles could be heard!
(End of this chapter)