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Jin Lun's words made the corners of Jie Lu's eyes twitch non-stop, he would only compete with you if he was mentally ill.
"Amitabha, the specialty of this little monk lies in these hands." Deep in Jielu, a pair of light yellow and somewhat dark red hands said to himself. If you look carefully, you will find that the palms of Jielu monk's palms are caused by holding weapons all year round. Thick calluses.
From this we can see how serious Monk Jielu is in practicing kung fu.
"You want to compete with me in martial arts?" Jin Lun was puzzled.
"On the day the poor monk became a monk, he practiced the flower finger, and it took five years to achieve it. Then he switched to the left and right piercing flower hand, which took three years to achieve. The Thousand Hand Tathagata Palm took eight years to achieve. Vajra Palm, Slamming Monument Hand, Wei Tuo Pestle.
After intensive practice day and night, even a poor monk with an iron rod can grind it into a needle, and my martial arts will eventually be accomplished. "Jie Lu slowly introduced his history of cultivation and struggle.
Although it sounds very inspirational, many men in the field felt inexplicably cold in their lower bodies. This monk Jielu is also a ruthless person!
Jie Lu had a bad premonition when Jie Lu showed his hands, and this bad premonition was confirmed after Jie Lu finished speaking next.
Damn, does Jie Lu really dare to use his trick?Although he was the one who plotted against him first, but Jie Lu, that bastard, doesn't he care about Shaolin Temple's face at all?At this moment, the rebooting monk's face turned blue.
"It's because the poor monk's whole body is devoted to these two hands, so in order to avoid hurting our friendship, let's compare the speed of our hands." Monk Jielu changed the subject.
"Hand speed?" Jin Lun was taken aback, originally he thought he would try his hand skills after hearing so much from Monk Jie Lu, what the hell is this hand speed?
"Amitabha, find someone to throw out the copper coin. The two of us stand still. The first one to get the copper coin is the winner." Jie Lu looked at Jinlun with an exaggerated complacency on his face.
Sure enough, the next moment Jinlun seemed to be irritated by the simple provocation of Monk Jielu.
"Okay, I agree." With the reaction ability of my innate body, there is no possibility of losing.
Hearing what Monk Jielu said, Monk Jielu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this guy didn't say anything outrageous, otherwise, even if the two of them died, I'm afraid they would be nailed to Shaolin's shame pillar.
"Then let the poor monk be the referee." Jie Lu didn't dare to continue to play tricks of killing people with a knife, after all, Jie Lu was really pushed, and if he exposed some scandals in Shaolin, it would really be over.
Jin Lun glanced at Jie Lun and didn't say much, although if he did it like this, there would be a suspicion that they were cheating, but Jin Lun didn't care.
Do you really think your fists are not heavy?
I just need these people to spread the fierce prestige of my victory over the Five Jue, so as to facilitate the collection of cheats in the future, so I try to kill as little as possible.
But in fact, there is no big difference between a group of people spreading and one person spreading, except for some differences in speed.
"Amitabha, let's start." Jie Se stood between the two, the words fell, and the copper coin was thrown out in an instant, and he was standing between the two impartially, without any trace of cheating.
From the very beginning, Jinlun's eyes had been staring at the copper coins. When the other party said to start, the reaction and speed endowed by Jinlun's innate monks exploded instantly.
Even at this time, Jin Lun still had the leisure to look at the monk Jie Lu. At this time, Jie Lu didn't even lift his head, and his hands were still making respect to the Buddha.
This is steady.
For a moment, countless thoughts flashed in Jinlun's mind, and the next moment when he was about to hold the copper coin, the copper coin disappeared in a flash.
Jin Lun's hand stopped in the air, and he was a little confused, what about money?
"Master Jinlun, you lost." Jie Lu stretched out his palm with a smile on his face, the copper coin was lying quietly on the palm of his hand, motionless.
"It's impossible, how could you be so fast?" Jinlun said angrily in disbelief.
What kind of hand speed is this damn, Eagle Hand?
"Amitabha, I would like to accept the bet. Is it possible that the master will renege on his debt." Monk Jielu said calmly, and he didn't feel anything at all about winning against someone who might be an innate master.
My own hand speed, hehe, I have never met an opponent since my debut, so what if I am a natural master, even if you make the first move, you will surely win.
"Master, you lost." The rebooting monk also helped out.
"Heh...heh heh, I lost, yes I did lose." Jin Lun laughed.
I don't know why the two brothers who were rebooting and rebooting suddenly had a bad premonition.
"But, so what, I am a bad person. A senior told me that to be a bad person, you must have the consciousness to be a bad person. So what if the white gull agrees face-to-face. I am willing to gamble and admit defeat. How could it be possible." Jin Lun laughed loudly.
For a moment, not only the rebooting brothers and sisters were stunned, but also the crowd around them were speechless. People need shame and shame, even villains have a bit of conscience.
But Jinlun can speak so naturally, is it true that all masters are shameless?
"Boom~" The next moment, the rebooting monk was punched in the mouth by Jinlun, and his teeth were instantly shattered, making him extremely miserable.
Monk Jielu, after his senior brother was beaten, immediately stepped back to open the distance between him and Jinlun.
"Jin Lun, senior Hong Qi is coming soon, aren't you afraid that senior Hong Qi will find you to settle the case?" After pulling away from him, Monk Jielu first glanced at the monk Jielu who was underground. Shouted at the golden wheel.
"Hahahaha, Hong Qi? I practice Nine Suns internally and Dragon Elephant externally. Do you think I will be afraid when the beggar Hong Qigong comes?" Jin Lun laughed maniacally.
"Oh, is that right? I'm right here, old beggar. What do you want?" An angry voice came, and a large ship slowly docked on the sea level not far away, and a figure dressed in rags came closer. It is not waiting for the ship to touch the shore, just stepping on the waves and arriving at the shore in a short while.
The lightness kung fu of walking on the waves shocked the people present, after all, Qiu Qianren was the only one who had such light kung fu before this.
After the person came ashore, everyone looked over. He was an old man in a beggar's attire, with a greasy gourd hanging from his waist, and a jade staff in his right hand.
"You are..." Looking at the old beggar who suddenly appeared, Jin Lun felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
Chapter 216 The Golden Wheel of 'Bragging' (Part [-])
"Jinlun Fawang, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect you to be the same as before, without any change." Seeing Jinlun Hong Qi couldn't help feeling a little emotional.
The scene of being defeated by the golden wheel a few months ago still seems to have happened yesterday, but it was only three days later when I looked at it with admiration. With that kind of sword, I don't know who is stronger or weaker between the current self and this monk.
"Amitabha, is Tanyue the old Mr. Hong Qi who is known as the nine-fingered beggar?" Jie Lu was the first person to recover from Hong Qi's shocking way of appearance, and hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.
After all, my senior brother is obviously speechless at the moment, and I am the only one who can provoke the leader, but speaking of it, this feeling is surprisingly good, no wonder this bastard rebooting wants to be the person in charge of this matter.
"Oh, Shaolin monks are willing to go down the mountain?" Hong Qi mocked lightly.
In troubled times, Taoist priests went down to rescue people, and in prosperous times temples opened their doors to collect money. Although these monks cannot be said to be bad people, they have already lost their blood and have no stance.
In short, from Hong Qi's point of view, although Shaolin is a well-known and upright school, what they did, especially in the current situation where the court is in turmoil, is really a bit contemptuous.
Monk Jielu didn't seem to understand the meaning of Hong Qigong's words, his expression remained unchanged.
"Amitabha, Master Hong, now the monks like Jinlun are rampant in our Central Plains, robbing the secret books of martial arts from various sects and sects, and causing countless injustices. I also ask Old Master Hong to preside over justice and cast down demons." Hong Qi is here. Afterwards, Jielu had a backing, and his courage was obviously a lot bigger.
If it had been put beforehand, he would obviously not have dared to say these words in front of Jinlun, and said that he would be beaten to death, but then Jie Lu remembered the miraculous scene of Jinlun's infuriating body protection before, and his heart was a little bit Confuse.
Can Hong Qigong, the nine-fingered god beggar, really beat this fan monk?
"That's right, these monks not only took away my family's ancestral Five Tigers Severing Door Knife, but also slaughtered 32 servants of my family. It's pitiful that they and I are called masters and servants, but they are like brothers and sisters. It's only because I have low martial arts skills that I can't avenge them. , I also ask the old gang leader Hong to uphold justice." A muscular man in the crowd, who had the chain machete behind his back, came out and said tearfully.
Jin Lun turned his head, although he was thinking about when he had met Hong Qi, but he still had some impressions of this person who stood up and sneered.
I remember the last time I went to his house to snatch a third-rate cheat book, and then the servants under this guy set traps to kill him, and finally after he showed a certain amount of force, this guy personally killed those servants in order to make amends .
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