At this moment, Wang Yang was still asleep.
"Knock knock!"
Immediately afterward, Shangguan Haitang knocked on the door.
Wang Yang woke up, got up and opened the door.
Afterwards, he washed up with the help of Shangguan Haitang.
Not long after, beauties such as Zhao Min and Wang Yuyan arrived at Wang Yang's place.
Not long after, Zhou Botong and others also accomplished it.
"Brother Wang, when shall we set off?"
Zhou Botong appeared extremely excited.
Yesterday, Xuanci had already consulted the sweeping monk of Shaolin Temple.
The Sweeping Monk agreed, allowing them to meet with Wang Yang and the others.
Zhou Botong was extremely excited about this.
After all, he had obtained Wang Yang's consent.
Today I will have a sparring match with that sweeping monk.
Seeing Zhou Botong's impatient expression, Yang Xiao and the others could only smile helplessly.
"Old rascal, wait a minute!"
"Abbot Xuanci should arrive soon."
Wang Yang smiled and looked at Zhou Botong, then said this.
Zhou Botong nodded slightly, then quickly walked to the doorway, looking around anxiously.
Just as Wang Yang had predicted.
After waiting for a short while, Xuanci arrived with a group of eminent monks from Shaolin.
"The abbot has arrived!"
Upon seeing Xuanci and the others appear, Zhou Botong shouted with joy and danced with excitement.
Wang Yang didn't seem to care, and just smiled calmly.
Before long, Xuan Ci led the Shaolin monks to Wang Yang.
"Alliance Leader Wang, now is the time to go see that eminent monk from our Shaolin Temple."
Wang Yang nodded slightly and said with a smile:
"Alright! Thank you for leading the way, Abbot!"
Upon hearing this, Xuan Ci did not delay and left with Wang Yang and his group.
Not long after, Wang Yang and the others arrived at the back mountain of Shaolin Temple, led by Xuan Ci.
Looking closely, one could see a gaunt monk in a blue robe sweeping the ground with a broom in the middle of a courtyard.
The monk was quite old; his sparse, long beard was completely white.
He appeared slow and weak, not like someone skilled in martial arts.
He was just like any ordinary old monk.
In one corner of the courtyard, another person sat cross-legged, quietly entering a meditative state.
Who else could it be but Xiao Yuanshan?
Soon, Wang Yang and his group arrived outside the courtyard.
Although the courtyard gate was open, Xuan Ci still knocked on it a few times with utmost respect.
Hearing the knock, the old monk didn't turn around, continuing to clean the courtyard, but he said aloud:
"Come in, everyone!"
Upon hearing the sweeping monk's words, Xuan Ci led Wang Yang and the others into the courtyard.
Upon entering, Wang Yang stared directly at the sweeping monk.
What surprised him was that the sweeping monk looked extremely ordinary, as if he had returned to simplicity.
Apart from that, no fluctuation of his power could be felt from him, indicating that he had suppressed it to the extreme.
At this moment, Xuanci stepped forward, bowed deeply to the sweeping monk, and began chanting Buddhist prayers:
"Amitabha!"
"Senior, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, Benefactor Wang, wishes to pay you a visit."
"I consulted with my seniors yesterday, and that's why I brought them here today."
Upon hearing what Xuan Ci said, the sweeping monk stopped sweeping and turned his gaze to look directly at Wang Yang.
Wang Yang was also looking at the sweeping monk.
After staring at each other for a while, the sweeping monk spoke first:
"It is truly admirable that Benefactor Wang has achieved such remarkable success at such a young age!"
Upon hearing the Sweeping Monk's words, Wang Yang was slightly surprised and uttered a soft question:
"What? Senior, you've heard of me?"
The sweeping monk smiled calmly and replied:
"The reputation of Alliance Leader Wang is widely known throughout the martial arts world."
"Although I live far from the hustle and bustle of the world, I have heard of it."
"Having met you today, Benefactor Wang is indeed extraordinary."
Hearing the sweeping monk praise him so highly, Wang Yang couldn't help but smile and said:
"You flatter me, senior!"
Just as the two were exchanging pleasantries, Zhou Botong couldn't contain himself any longer and jumped out from the crowd.
"Brother Wang, let's get straight to the point!"
As he spoke, Zhou Botong looked directly at the Sweeping Monk and said with a smile:
"Old man from Shaolin!"
"I, Zhou Botong, would like to have a friendly spar with you. Would you be willing to teach me?"
What Zhou Botong did not expect was...
After hearing this, the sweeping monk did not reply, but only smiled meaningfully.
Immediately afterwards, he picked up the broom again and started sweeping the floor.
"this?"
Seeing that the Sweeper Monk was ignoring him, Zhou Botong's anger flared up, and he said angrily:
"You old Shaolin monk!"
"So rude! At least give a response!"
Faced with Zhou Botong's accusations, the Sweeping Monk acted as if he hadn't heard them, continuing to sweep the fallen leaves in the courtyard.
"Crunch!"
Seeing that the Sweeper Monk remained unmoved, Zhou Botong clenched his teeth, feeling utterly humiliated.
The next moment, he didn't say anything more and simply flicked his finger.
"call out!"
In an instant, a powerful force shot straight toward the sweeping monk.
What's surprising is...
The Sweeper Monk seemed completely unfazed by Zhou Botong's finger strike, and his broom remained motionless as he swung it.
In no time, his finger strength had already reached within three feet of the sweeping monk.
Then, a bizarre scene unfolded.
However, it was as if Zhou Botong's finger force had encountered a barrier that was both extremely soft and extremely hard.
With a few hissing sounds, the finger force dissipated without a trace, but it did not rebound.
"this?"
Upon witnessing this scene, Zhou Botong was greatly shocked, his face filled with disbelief.
Yang Xiao and the others were also shocked when they saw it.
Although Zhou Botong's finger strike seemed casual, it was full of energy.
But who would have thought that it would be resolved so easily?
The key point is that no one could clearly see what happened.
Upon seeing this, Xuanci and the other Shaolin monks were all shocked.
Earlier, when Qiao Feng came to Shaolin, they had already witnessed the power of the Sweeper Monk.
His martial arts skills are unfathomable.
Seeing this scene now, I am still deeply shocked.
While everyone was in shock, Wang Yang remained calm and composed.
"It truly is a three-foot-high wall of qi!"
He muttered something under his breath.
While others might not know, Wang Yang knew it all too well.
The sweeping monk appeared to be doing nothing, but in reality, an invisible wall of energy had formed around him within three feet.
That's why they were able to withstand Zhou Botong's finger strike.
"You've got some skills!"
At this moment, Zhou Botong suddenly spoke up.
Without hesitation, he flashed forward and charged straight at the Sweeping Monk.
In a short while, Zhou Botong flashed in front of the Sweeper Monk and struck him with a palm.
"boom!"
Just as Zhou Botong's palm strike was about to land, an invisible gust of wind suddenly appeared.
Subsequently, an incredibly powerful counterforce struck Zhou Botong directly.
When they looked again, Zhou Botong had already retreated backwards.
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