Dream Journey from Shaolin

Chapter 17 Kung Fu is a Killing Skill
"Master! Master! Master!"

As soon as Tan Zong bit down a piece of dog meat, he saw his twelve disciples rush out from the bushes in all directions with excited expressions on their faces.

The fastest runner, Kong Kong, smiled at Tan Zong and said:

"Master, these years, we have been doing heavy work in Shaolin Temple and eating porridge and water. It is indeed very tiring. It is rare to have such a great tonic."

Tan Zong stuffed the dog leg in his hand into Kong's mouth, blocking his next words,
"Eat it, it's not the first time anyway, but remember, don't let the monk find out!"

"Yes, Master!"

All the monks were overjoyed immediately, with Tan Zong's approval, they were no longer afraid of anything, they all drooled, and threw themselves on the roasted dog meat,

Seeing this, Tan Zong couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, put his hands together and said:

"The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart will stay!"

Jiang Ming grabbed a dog's leg and gnawed on it for a while, feeling his mouth was a bit dry, touched his waist, and suddenly remembered that when he rushed up, it was hanging on his waist, and the remaining half-gourd grain wine had been held by Se Kong went back,

Holding the dog leg, he stood up and glanced at it,
Sure enough, Se Kong was leaning halfway on the crooked neck tree in the distance, holding a piece of dog meat in his hand, and pouring wine into his mouth,
There was a little blur in his eyes, as if he was faintly drunk,

Jiang Ming was just about to go forward to ask Sekong for some more wine, but found that Tan Zong also focused his attention on Sekong, thought about it and squatted down again, or keep a low profile, at his current age, Tan Zong may not be able to let him drink,

"Love can't be forgotten!"

Tan Zong sighed, stepped forward to enlighten Sekong, and signaled Sekong to teach Wang Xiaohu his self-created drunken stick in return for the dog meat this time,

Seeing this, Jiang Ming, who had already seen the right time, quickly grabbed a monk's stick from a senior brother, quickly stepped forward and handed it to Sekong with a smile:

"Senior brother Sekong, let me hold the gourd for you!"

Naturally, Sekong knew Jiang Ming's thoughts, so he didn't poke it out in front of Tanzong, took the monk's stick with a smile, handed the gourd to Jiang Ming, and jokingly said: "Then I must thank my brother!"

"Should be!"

Jiang Ming's lips curled up, revealing a few shining white teeth,

When everyone focused on Sekong and Wang Xiaohu who were demonstrating the drunken stick moves, Jiang Ming hid in the corner and began to quickly eliminate the dog meat and grain wine in his hand,
After Drunk Stick's Beggar Chicken incident, Jiang Ming has already learned from Sekong, but because he is now mainly focusing on Arhat Boxing,

So for the weapon kung fu learned from other seniors, he just memorized the moves and mastered them initially, and didn't spend too much time studying them.

When everyone was in high spirits, a candlelight appeared from a distance and gradually moved towards the bamboo forest.
"Not good, let go!"

It turned out that it was the night patrolling monk who noticed the movement in the back mountain and came to inspect with a lantern.
Hearing the order from Tanzong, Jiang Ming took away the last piece of dog meat on the wooden frame, and disappeared into the depths of the bamboo forest after a few jumps, while the other monks also fled in all directions.
Jiang Ming didn't choose the direction of Tanzong and Wang Xiaohu's departure, because he knew that they would meet Bai Wuxia who came to find him rhubarb next, and then there would be another dog killing scene.
Jiang Ming, who didn't want to be killed, chose to find a place to eat the remaining dog meat, and then consolidate the fighting skills he learned today.
The next day,

Unusual, the monks did not go down the mountain to carry water, but gathered in the main hall,
Because Wang Xiaohu is going to enter Shaolin,

According to the regulations of Shaolin Temple, Shaolin Kungfu is forbidden to be spread outside. If Wang Xiaohu wants to learn Shaolin Kungfu and avenge his father, he must become a monk and enter Shaolin.

However, because the monk felt that Wang Xiaohu was too murderous, he strongly opposed it.

So in the end, we just asked Tan Zong to shave him first, and take the dharma name "Jueyuan".

Time flies, time flies,

It has been another six months since Wang Xiaohu entered the temple.
On the training field in the backyard of Shaolin Temple,
Jiang Ming watched Jueyuan and Liaokong face each other in the open space, each posing in an Arhat boxing starting posture, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.
Jueyuan had a background in martial arts before, and as the protagonist of this world, the existence of the son of luck, he has a very high talent for martial arts,

So in just half a year, under the powerful motivation of avenging his father, his kung fu has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has a faint tendency to catch up with some monks.

Discussions like today have happened more frequently recently,

And Jiang Ming has been paying attention to the discussions between Jue Yuan and the monks recently.
He was waiting for an opportunity, a chance for Jueyuan Kung Fu to break through and defeat the monk,
Why wait for this opportunity?
Because in his impression, Jue Yuan imagined his opponent to be Wang Renze during a sparring in the temple, and almost killed the monk who was sparring with him by mistake, so he was punished by the monk and banned from practicing martial arts.

And just because of this, he took off his monk's clothes in a rage, and left the temple alone to assassinate Wang Renze for revenge.

Jiang Ming didn't know exactly when this time was, so he could only judge based on the progress of Jue Yuan's kung fu, but he thought it should be these few days.

He has been practicing martial arts for nearly a year, and he is no longer a layman who doesn't understand anything. Now, through the words spoken by Tanzong and the monks, he clearly knows that for Kung Fu, hard training, dead training Not the fastest way to progress,

Kung fu is a killing technique, and only by fighting with life and death can one improve one's skills the fastest. The reason why Tan Zong is so good at kung fu is inseparable from his previous experience of fighting on the battlefield.
So he planned to stay in Shaolin Temple for three years, practice kung fu hard, and kill the Quartet after returning, which is unrealistic.
In the past year, he has indeed made rapid progress. From Xiaobai who doesn't know anything, to now when he is able to compete with Tanzong, it can be seen from a tie.

But now he is able to draw with Tanzong, not because his kung fu is really good, but because his physical fitness is too strong.
If it is the same strength, the same physical fitness, with his current kung fu, he will definitely not be able to survive ten moves in the hands of Tan Zong.
But strength and physical advantages will no longer be advantages after returning to the original world. At that time, with the same physical fitness, skills will become extremely important.

He believed that the man in black that night was not necessarily stronger than his father in this body in terms of strength, but his skills were not at the same level.
So he boldly made a decision, and this decision also allowed him to solve the problem of whether to change the original plot that he had been hesitating before.

"stop!"

"stop!"

Two loud shouts from Tanzong and Sengzhi woke Jiang Ming up from his contemplation. After seeing the situation clearly, he couldn't help but murmured:
"Looks like it's today!"

(End of this chapter)