my fairy man simulator

Chapter 11 Gambling
"call!"

A gust of autumn wind blew by, the branches and leaves of the big trees rustled, and a chilling aura emerged spontaneously. The entire Baozhu Temple suddenly fell silent, as if a big battle would break out in the next moment.

but the next moment

"Hahaha……"

A loud laugh sounded, breaking the chilling environment, and seeing the murderous intent in the eyes of General Wang in the golden armor, he said with a smile:

"I have already heard in Jianghu that Dayan Baozhu Temple is full of eminent monks, and seeing it today is indeed a well-deserved reputation. Since the abbot feels that he is an outsider and is unwilling to join the world to cause disputes, then naturally he will not be able to force it. .

However, everyone in Jianghu said that Baozhu Temple is a sacred place of martial arts, and there are countless masters. Today, I might as well come to gamble three times, no matter who wins or loses, after the match, I will retreat on my own, how about it? "

General Wang's eyes were sharp, like a falcon, staring at the true way.

"Hey! Since that's the case, I will obey the general's order!"

After pondering for a while, the abbot Benzhen sighed, but he had a clear understanding of General Wang's intentions in his heart.

Baozhu Temple is located on a high mountain. If you want to go up the mountain, there is only one way to enter the mountain gate, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Now that General Wang knows this, he must know that if he forcibly sends troops to attack Baozhu Temple today, he will have to mobilize tens of thousands of soldiers to besiege it. Such a large-scale attack is obviously not good for Tang Wang, who is surrounded by enemies. wisdom.

But this time with Baozhu Temple, there are many benefits.If they win, they will naturally be famous all over the world by stepping on the name of Baozhu Temple, the holy place of martial arts, and attract people from all corners of the country to vote. If they lose, Baozhu Temple will not dare to spread it around. Harmful.

The true heart is like a mirror, but as a person under the eaves, he has to bow his head. After all, he has already rejected General Wang once before. If he refuses again this time, there is no guarantee that he will not become angry from shame.

Therefore, even if he knew that this move was a disadvantage, he had to admit it with a pinch of his nose.

"Haha! Good! The abbot is really happy, so let's start the three fights now! The people we send are limited to age.

Let me wait for each side to send out a martial artist aged 31 to 35, 16 to 30, and a martial artist under the age of 15. We will fight each other once, and we will win two out of three rounds. How about that? "

Seeing that Benzhen agreed, General Wang was overjoyed, and quickly said, obviously he had planned and prepared.

"Forget it, then follow what the general said."

Seeing this, Benzhen couldn't refute it, so he opened his mouth and said.

"Okay! Now that the abbot has agreed, the gambling fight will start now! Let's ask your monastery to send out opponents for the first gambling fight. As for me..."

As General Wang spoke, his tone suddenly paused, and then he strode forward, stomping his feet, and a thick internal energy erupted from his body instantly.

In the next moment, there was a loud noise in the void, like a thunderbolt in the sky. Under General Wang's stomp, within two meters of his body, the blue bricks were completely cracked, and the surrounding cracks were clustered, shaking up countless dust :

"I'm not good at this general. This year happens to be thirty-five. I would like to be the first vanguard of the Tang King's camp in this gambling fight. I don't know who your temple sent to give me advice!"

General Wang saluted with both hands, performing a standard etiquette commonly used in Jianghu teachings, and said loudly.

"Shameless!"

"Shameless!"

……

Seeing General Wang's behavior, all the monks in Baozhu Temple shouted and cursed in their hearts. Even the 12-year-old young monk Jingsong next to Gu Han was flushed with anger and tightly clenched his little fists. , can't wait to step forward the next moment, and beat that shameless general hard.

As we all know, Baozhu Temple martial arts is the authentic Zen martial arts, the most important thing is the foundation, and it calls for gradual progress and accumulation.

Therefore, in Baozhu Temple, one who can break through the internal energy before the age of 35 is a genius of heaven, and it is almost impossible for the internal energy to be fully developed.

This General Wang's move is indeed a bit shameless.

However, if he jumps out of his status as a monk in Baozhu Temple and looks at it rationally, Gu Han thinks that General Wang is indeed a talent, and he is afraid that he will have some achievements in the future.

As the saying goes: Soldiers are deceitful!
This General Wang was able to put down his face and win the victory regardless of everything. He was not a simple character.

Gu Han silently observed in his heart.

But of course no one knows what he was thinking. At this moment, Abbot Benzhen saw General Wang acting like this, but he had no choice but to admit defeat:

"Amitabha, the general is a genius. No warrior under the age of 35 in my Baozhu Temple can stand shoulder to shoulder with the general. This battle is considered to be the general's victory. Please send the next warrior to participate in the gambling fight."

"Okay! Shi Rui, come out and teach me the martial arts of the divine monk of Baozhu Temple!"

General Wang saw that Benzhen had conceded, with a satisfied look on his face, he turned his head and said to a handsome young general in white robe who was eight feet tall and had red lips and white teeth behind him.

"Yes, General!"

The young general in white robes became serious when he heard the words, and he did not procrastinate. He carried Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, and strode forward to the middle of the square. The next moment, his whole body exploded with energy and blood, like a tiger like a leopard, and said loudly:
"Dayan Dynasty, under the account of Tang Wang Li Hanhai, the vanguard officer of the third army, Shi Rui, is not working today. Please give advice from all the eminent monks of Baozhu Temple, and hope that all eminent monks will give you some advice!"

Shi Rui's voice is loud, and his white armor reflects the dazzling light in the sun, as if a god descended from the earth that day, majestic and noble, making people dare not look directly at him.

"Yuanyin, this time you go up and compete with this Pioneer Stone!"

Seeing the blood soaring to the sky, Fang Tian drew his halberd and pointed it at Shi Rui on his side, his true face remained unchanged, and he said to a middle-aged monk in a yellow robe who was as tall as an iron tower next to the first seat of the Bodhidharma Academy.

"Follow the first decree!"

The middle-aged monk Yuanyin in the yellow robe came out after hearing the words, carrying a long fine iron stick with the thickness of a wrist in his hand, which weighed at least fifty or sixty catties, and walked to the middle of the square.

"Please!"

"Please!"

The two stood facing each other, and first greeted each other.

The next moment, the bodies of the two moved.

"laugh!"

The air seemed to be torn apart in an instant like a thin paper, only to see that Fang Tian's painted halberd made of fine iron and weighing tens of catties seemed as light as a feather in Shi Rui's hands, and was danced at will by him, cutting through the void, and directly to Yuanyin came angrily.

Such a terrifying blow, if it really fell on the body, not to mention the flesh and blood, I am afraid that even a century-old tree will be smashed in two in an instant.

"Good come!"

Seeing Shi Rui's attack, Yuan Yin let out a yell, and raised the long stick in his hand to the sky, as if the King Kong in the temple was angry and wanted to blast and kill billions of demons!

This stick is exactly the secret stick method of the Bodhidharma Academy of Baozhu Temple - the stick method of subduing demons!
"clang"

The dust on the ground scattered in all directions, and the two fought hand-to-hand, the sound of gold and iron colliding vibrated in an instant, and spread in all directions from the center of the battle between the two in an instant, shaking everyone's eardrums and sending air waves flying.

"Good monk, you have great strength!"

When the sticks and halberds intersected, Shi Rui, the young white-robed general in the field, couldn't bear it first, and retreated three steps.

Obviously, in this round of power confrontation, he lost.

"You're not bad either!"

Seeing this, Yuanyin looked solemn and said.

From the beginning of his martial arts training, through refining skin, changing tendons, and quenching blood, until now he has attained great success in quenching blood. His martial arts practice has always focused on the development of strength. Coupled with his innate divine power, his strength is almost invincible in quenching blood!

If the ordinary blood-quenching Dacheng competes with him in strength, he may be slightly injured and defeated, but this Shi Rui only retreats three steps, which shows how powerful he is.

"Drink! Come again!"

After a few breaths of confrontation, Shi Rui let out a soft drink and took the lead in the attack. Fang Tian painted a halberd in his hand, making it superb, and there were shadows of halberds everywhere in the field.

Obviously, seeing Yuanyin overpowering others with force, Shi Rui changed his tactics and wanted to win with flexibility.

"Clang clang clang..."

The shadows of halberds and sticks flew in the field, and the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the two fought each other.

Among them, that Shi Rui attacked in all directions, using body skills under his feet, and he was able to retract at the touch of a touch, and he did not wrestle with Yuanyin, just like a spirit ape, extremely flexible.

Facing Shi Rui who is so flexible, Yuanyin is simple, just holding a long stick, blocking everywhere, dancing a long fine iron stick of tens of kilograms so that it can't be splashed, like a pagoda, standing on the ground , not moving like a mountain.

"This Shi Rui, I'm afraid he will lose."

After about two or three quarters of an hour, looking at the two people in the battlefield, Gu Han had such a thought in his heart.

Although he is not the opponent of any of these two at present, his strength is quite close. It has already been seen that Shi Rui's footwork and movement have become more and more chaotic with the passage of time, and his physical strength is obviously exhausted. serious.

On the other hand, Yuanyin didn't use up much physical strength because he was only passively defending all the time. Even after such a long battle, his stick technique was still strict, and he didn't rush or slow down, obviously he had spare strength.

Sure enough, after only an incense stick of time passed, Yuanyin found a flaw in Shi Rui's halberd technique, and then suddenly struck out with the long stick in his hand:

"Let go!"

A loud shout came, and I saw the halberd in Shi Rui's hand was thrown out instantly under Yuanyin's sweep, and fell to the ground in the distance, and he himself was also swept away by the stick, and fell to the ground, He spat out a big mouthful of blood with a "wow", his face turned pale in an instant, obviously he had no strength to fight anymore.

"Amitabha! General, this temple has won this battle!"

Seeing his Fang Yuanyin displaying his supernatural power and defeating Shi Rui, a smile appeared on Benzhen's face.

He is not without sorrow and joy, he killed the Buddha with all kinds of emotions and six desires, he was oppressed by General Wang for no reason today, and now he has finally let out a bad breath, so he is naturally happy in his heart.

"Useless things!"

Seeing Shi Rui who was seriously injured, General Wang cursed first, then said to Benzhen with a smile:

"Abbot, don't worry, your temple has indeed won this round, but isn't there a next round? It's too early to be proud!"

"Lang'er, come out and show these eminent monks of Baozhu Temple the martial arts you have learned in the past few years."

General Wang turned his head with a smile, and said to a young man behind him with thick hair, crazy face, bloodthirsty eyes, like a mad wolf in the mountains.

"Wow! Well, well, well... yes, Yiyiyi... Yifu!"

A voice that looked like a human and a beast sounded extremely awkward from the boy's mouth, and the next moment, he walked out with a long knife.

(End of this chapter)