Wulin martial arts hegemony record

Chapter 239
Monk Huitong, who had already hesitated to use the Nirvana Claw, hastily used his powerful Vajra Hand to meet the attack, and with a "click", Monk Huitong's arms broke and he fell out.

This fall unexpectedly fell to the side of the field, when Xue Chang chased after him, all the monks from the sideline rushed over and blocked his way.

"Stop!" Host Wu Wang hastily shouted, and rushed over.

Xue Chang didn't continue to push forward, he stopped, looked at the monk Huitong who was lying on the ground, protected by the monks behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Now that the victory has been decided, are you willing to gamble and admit defeat?! "

Monk Huitong's eyes had returned to normal. He looked up at Xue Chang, with a stubbornness in his deep eyes, but he didn't answer for a long time.

"Benefactor Xue's martial arts are astonishing, this time Huitong lost." Wu Wang who rushed over said.

"So I can take my apprentice away?" Xue Chang asked.

"Benefactor Xue brought his disciples to visit Shaolin, so he can leave at any time." Host Wu Wang said with a smile on his face: "As the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other. What's more, Benefactor Xue and I have a very deep relationship in Shaolin. Pie friendship?"

"I originally thought so, but just now I suddenly remembered that there is an important friend in Luoyang who is eager for me to meet, so I can only wait for the next time." Xue Chang said indifferently.

"Since this is the case, we can only meet again by fate." The host Wu Wang showed a regretful look, and turned around and said: "Huiming, please send off Benefactor Xue well."

"Yes."

The presiding officer Wu Wang then said: "Junior Brother Wuxiang, please take two small pills from Yaowangyuan and give them to Master Xue to fulfill Huitong's promise, and at the same time to scare the child—"

"Uncle Wuxiang, please take two more pills and charge it to me." Monk Huitong stood up at some point, and said in a deep voice.

Although Wuxiang presided over some heartache, facing Huitong's pleading eyes, he still agreed.

Monk Huitong looked at Xue Chang again: "With that child's physique, you can break Xiaohuandan in half, take half a pill at the beginning of the month, half a pill in the middle of the month, and take it for 4 months, it will be of great help to him. "

Listening to what Monk Huitong said, he wanted to give Xue Wu all the Xiaohuandan, but Xue Chang didn't have the intention to covet this little Huandan, so he changed his mind about this monk Huitong, so he nodded. Said: "I've made a note, I shot a little harder just now, I hope you will forgive me."

Monk Huitong responded calmly: "I'm not good at learning arts, so I can't blame others, but Master Xue's martial arts are really strong, which is reassuring."

Xue Chang could hear the unwillingness in his heart, stopped talking, turned around and walked to the monk's room, opened the door and entered.

Xue Wu was lying on the wooden couch safely, completely unaware that a disturbance had just arisen because of him.

Xue Chang carefully inspected his whole body and found that there was indeed no damage, so he unlocked his sealed acupuncture points.

Xue Wu opened his eyes in a daze, saw Xue Chang in front of him, and quickly called out: "Master..."

"Is there any discomfort?" Xue Chang asked with concern.

Xue Wu shook his head.

"That's good, let's go." After Xue Chang finished speaking, he turned and walked outside the house.

Xue Wu was a little ignorant, and couldn't help saying: "Master, there was a monk just now—"

"Junior Brother, don't talk about it, hurry up and go with Master, and wait until you leave the Shaolin Temple!" Xu Xi reminded in a low voice with a serious expression.

Xue Wu was made a little nervous, so he answered blankly, walked out of the wooden door, and suddenly saw a group of monks around him, he couldn't help being startled, among them was the middle-aged monk who had arrested him, but he could feel that the previous situation The monk had no malice towards him, and although he seemed to be harboring pain in his heart, he tried to speak softly when asking him questions.

At this moment, Xue Wu looked at Monk Huitong curiously, and Monk Huitong also looked at him intently, with concern in his eyes, but pain hidden at the same time, just like before.

Xue Wu couldn't help but nodded and said, "Hi, teacher!"

Monk Huitong, who was silent just now with his arms broken, suddenly had some red eyes.

The monks watched Xue Chang's master and apprentice walk out of the Arhat Hall, and the host of Wugang said thoughtfully, "I don't know why, seeing this scene today reminds me of the one from more than 30 years ago..."

He didn't say who "that one" was, but the presiding officer Wuwang immediately understood, frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "How can this be compared? That one is not only a genius from heaven, but also coincidentally met by fate." , this achievement was made just now. Now that the world is at peace, there is no need for a hero to be born."

"That's right." The host of Wugang sighed softly, "But who can predict the world..."

Wu Wang was silent for a moment, then turned around and said, "Huitong, are you okay?"

Huitong responded immediately: "The disciple inherits the blessing of that child, and should not suffer from madness again. Everyone in the world has a predestined relationship, and that child is the predestined relationship of a disciple."

The presiding officer Wuwang frowned again, and said in a deep voice: "Today you violated the law and brought shame to this temple. You should have been punished, but thinking that your illness has not recovered, I will forgive you for the time being, but if you commit any crimes in the future, you will never be forgiven. You are punished to face the wall behind the mountain and think about your mistakes, and you will never leave the temple, do you understand?!"

Monk Huitong hesitated for a moment, then responded, "I understand."

"Your arms are injured, go to Yaowang Hospital for treatment."

"The disciple hopes to be allowed to go to the martial arts conference!"

"If your arms are not injured, of course I won't stop you. But since you are injured, you won't be able to recover for a while, so you can take a good rest in the temple. At the same time, you should also take care of your body and mind, and practice the Nirvana Claw. Wait a minute Let's win glory for Shaolin again." Wu Wang said it was for the good of Huitong, but in fact, he saw that Huitong's mental state was not right, and he was afraid that he would continue to pester Xue Chang and his disciples after he went out, and Shaolin would be ashamed.

"Uncle Wuwang, disciple—" Monk Huitong wanted to say more, but was interrupted impatiently by the presiding officer Wuwang: "Hurry up and send Huitong to Yaowangyuan!"

Several monks rushed over to help Huitong, but he gave him a tiger-eyed stare: "I can go by myself." After speaking, he strode toward Yaowangyuan with strides.

Wuwang presided over the sound transmission and entered the secret to Huiguo: "Take care of your senior brother, if something happens, I will ask you!"

Monk Huiguo was stunned for a moment, and quickly replied: "As ordered, Uncle Master."

The hopeless host then said to him: "Immediately send a disciple to Luoyang on a fast horse, and tell the abbot and the chief seat what happened today in detail—" He said with emotion: "There is an extra strong player in the martial arts conference, I hope they be prepared."

"Yes."

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Huiming led Xue Chang's master and apprentice out of the Arhat Hall, and couldn't help but said on the way: "Mr.

"I would also like to thank Master Uncle for his kindness in teaching the art back then." At this moment, Xue Chang no longer had the wildness in the martial arts arena, and behaved more modestly.

"My nephew is too modest. I know myself. You should be grateful to that old man Xiaoyao." Monk Huiming shook his head hastily. He had already taken Xue Chang's story as true, but he didn't know that the Hundred Flowers Fist he taught back then was given to him. Thanks to Xue Chang's help.

Xue Chang just smiled and didn't explain much.

Monk Huiming continued: "I hope my nephew will not blame Brother Huitong. He is actually a very good person, but Mingshi's death hit him too hard, and he was too obsessed. Tong, just hope that he will not be too persistent and become more sensible..."

Xue Chang looked back at Xue Wu. Before he left, what monk Huitong said to him showed that this crazy monk really cared about Xue Wu, and this unexpected martial arts competition also benefited him a lot. Seeing Shaolin's top unique skills - Vigorous Vajra Palm, Dragon Claw Hand and Nirvana Claw, also made him realize a little bit of the application of soul-shifting Dafa, so he said in a comfortable mood: "I was really a little angry at Huitong before. , but now there is nothing to say."

"That's good, that's good!" Monk Huiming heaved a sigh of relief. If Xue Chang had a bad relationship with Shaolin because of this, it would be uncomfortable for him to be caught in the middle.

Entering Zhike Yuan, Hu Qiudi greeted him immediately, complaining in his mouth: "Master, why have you been here for so long? Yu Ting and I are waiting to die!"

"Junior Sister Hu, you don't know, just now Master had a very exciting martial arts competition with the eminent Shaolin monks!" Fan Mastiff said first, but seeing the silent host coming over, he quickly shut his mouth again.

The silent host was originally relieved to see Xue Wu came back safe and sound, but he was surprised when he heard what Fan Mastiff said: "Benefactor Xue, are you still in conflict with Huitong?"

"Uh..." Before Xue Chang saw the silent host leave angrily during the discussion with several other old monks, he knew that the old monk was really helping him, seeing his worry now, he really didn't know what to do. How to explain.

"Uncle Master, the matter is like this..." Monk Huiming hurriedly took over the conversation and briefly told the story.

It was only then that Xue Wu realized that he was at a loss for such a big disturbance because of himself, so he said to Xue Chang, "Master, I—"

"Xiao Wu." Xue Chang patted him on the shoulder, and said with a pleasant face: "This matter is not your fault, and the matter has been resolved smoothly, so you don't have to feel guilty, let's go to Luoyang happily, understand? "

"...Yes, Master—" Before Xue Wu finished speaking, Hu Qiudi slapped his shoulder fiercely: "Xiao Wu, you can do it, and now you have become a sweet potato, and Shaolin eminent monks are rushing to want you! "

"Senior Sister, I—" Xue Wu didn't know how to respond.

"Okay, Qiudi, your junior brother has suffered, you don't comfort him, you still play tricks on him!" Xue Chang criticized.

"Master, my junior sister and I are thankful for not being able to follow you in, to see with your own eyes the majestic scene of you showing off your power and defeating the eminent Shaolin monks! Isn't that right, junior sister?" Hu Qiudi looked reconciled.

Xue Yuting nodded in empathy.

"Master Huitong and I are just competing in martial arts, don't talk nonsense!" Xue Chang reprimanded with a downcast face.After all, saying these words in front of the silent host is too slap in the face.

(End of this chapter)