Upon hearing what Xuan Ci said, Kong Wen frowned, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
He looked like he was harboring some resentment.
After all, Xuanci is the abbot of Shaolin Temple. How come he gives the impression of favoring outsiders?
Although he had such thoughts in his heart, Kongwen couldn't bring himself to say them aloud.
Immediately, everyone's attention returned to the field.
At this moment, with the addition of Dongfang Bubai, Zhou Botong and his companions continued to fight against the Three Monks of the Three Crossings.
Dongfang Bubai moved swiftly, a red blur rolling around.
With the help of her powerful skill, the embroidery needles in her hands pierced through the air like tiny rainbows, heading straight for the Venerable Master Du Nan.
"Um?"
Upon seeing this, Du Nan suddenly frowned.
While manipulating the black rope, he struck out with his palm.
A loud bang was heard in the air, and the tiny silver needles that Dongfang Bubai had thrown out were instantly deflected.
Dongfang Bubai spun around and caught the embroidery needle that had been thrown back into his hand.
At the same time, the Black Chain, controlled by Du Nan, was already hurtling towards Dongfang Bubai with great force.
"boom!"
Seeing this, Dongfang Bubai remained calm, pinched the embroidery needle with his right thumb and forefinger, raised it upwards, and blocked the black rope from falling.
For a time, the two were evenly matched.
On the other side, Zhou Botong and Yang Xiao were engaged in a fierce battle with the two old Zen masters, Du'e and Du Jie.
At the beginning, the three of them were able to fight the three as evenly matched.
However, as time went by, the three of them cooperated well and were no longer fighting alone, gradually gaining the upper hand.
"This Shaolin Temple is truly a place where hidden talents reside!"
"First there was that sweeping monk, and now the Three Crossings have appeared."
"I wonder if there are any old monsters lurking in Shaolin Temple?"
Yang Xiao sighed inwardly.
In the brief moment he was lost in thought, Du Jie casually waved his hand, and the huge black rope came rushing towards him like a long dragon.
Upon seeing this, Yang Xiao paled and his pupils dilated sharply.
Without time to think about anything else, they quickly took action to defend themselves.
"Bang!"
With a downward strike, Yang Xiao's palm force met the large black rope head-on.
The terrifying shockwave caused Yang Xiao to stagger backward repeatedly.
At this time, Zhou Botong was also engaged in a fierce battle with Du'e.
He launched a seemingly empty punch at Hei Suo, the force of which was both soft and resilient, and the power of the punch was both real and unreal.
The moment they clashed, a deafening sonic boom resounded.
What Zhou Botong didn't expect was...
Du'e's skill was even greater than his; the black rope he swung carried an extremely fierce force.
He was actually forced back by Blackrod's attack.
Just as Yang Xiao and Zhou Botong were forced back, Du'e and Du Jie quickly waved their hands.
Upon closer inspection, two black ropes appeared to be attacking Dongfang Bubai from the left and right, like waves crashing together.
"Um?"
Upon seeing this, Dongfang Bubai frowned suddenly, his expression becoming extremely solemn.
If it were just a black rope to deal with the difficulties, she could manage it.
But now that the three of them are attacking her together, she has no choice but to temporarily avoid their attacks.
Seeing the three black ropes coming towards him, Dongfang Bubai frowned, lightly tapped his feet, and took the initiative to retreat.
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Botong, Yang Xiao, and Dongfang Bubai withdrew from the battle.
"Damn it!"
Upon seeing this, Zhou Botong became so angry that his face turned red.
They originally thought they could break through the Three Crossings' attack, but who would have thought that the three of them were so well-coordinated and impregnable that they couldn't break through at all!
"Left Envoy Yang, Miss Dongfang, let's charge one more time!"
Zhou Botong looked unwilling and was about to make another move.
Upon hearing this, Yang Xiao smiled bitterly and said:
"Old rascal, let's just forget about it!"
"The three great Zen masters joined forces, their attack was airtight, and the three of us simply couldn't break through their defenses."
Before Zhou Botong could speak, Dongfang Bubai continued:
“What Left Envoy Yang said is very true. Continuing any further would only be a waste of time.”
"Moreover, the skill of these three old monks is clearly superior to ours. If we force our way through, we will eventually be defeated."
Upon hearing what the two said, Zhou Botong angrily waved his hands and stomped his feet on the spot.
Not far away, the Shaolin monks all wore smug expressions upon seeing this.
Previously, Wang Yang's victory over the Sweeper Monk at the foot of the mountain made them feel that Shaolin had lost face.
Now that the Three Monks of Shaolin have made their move and overpowered Zhou Botong and his group, the Shaolin monks naturally feel that they have regained their dignity.
Just then, Zhou Botong took a deep breath and turned his gaze to Wang Yang.
The next moment, he quickly moved closer to Wang Yang, gave an embarrassed smile, and said:
"Brother Wang, how about... you take over?"
"How about this, I can lend you a hand and help you deal with an old monk."
What Zhou Botong did not expect was...
After hearing what he said, Wang Yang smiled calmly and said:
"Old rascal, leave the rest to me. You can go and rest over there!"
Having said that, Wang Yang didn't wait for Zhou Botong's response and got up to go forward.
Upon seeing this, the Shaolin monks immediately held their breath and focused their attention.
It was Wang Yang who had previously defeated the Sweeper Monk.
Judging from Wang Yang's expression at this moment, he clearly intends to personally take on the Three Elders.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Min and the other beauties were all invigorated, their eyes gleaming with excitement.
In their view, Zhou Botong and his companions were no match for the Three Elders, but Wang Yang was a different story.
After all, in their minds, Wang Yang was an invincible being.
Just as everyone was filled with anticipation, Kong Wen slightly narrowed his eyes and began chanting Buddhist prayers:
"Amitabha!"
"Is Alliance Leader Wang planning to take advantage of someone's misfortune?"
As soon as Kong Wen uttered these words, everyone present turned to look at him.
"Um?"
Wang Yang frowned, then turned to look at Kong Wen, asking in confusion:
What does Master Kongwen mean by this?
Kong Wen glanced at her and said:
“The three senior uncles have already fought against the four of your group.”
"It was supposed to be a three-on-three match, but you were defeated halfway through and even substituted one of your players."
"Now, Alliance Leader Wang is stepping forward again. Isn't this taking advantage of someone's misfortune?"
Upon hearing Kong Wen's words, the White-browed Eagle King lowered his head, looking ashamed.
He had been defeated and injured earlier, and in the critical moment, Dongfang Bubai chose to fill in for him.
Now that Kong Wen brought this up, they were speechless.
Dongfang Bubai pursed her lips slightly, as if she had something to say, but for some reason, she swallowed the words back down.
At the same time, the Shaolin monks all nodded in agreement with what Kongwen said:
“Senior Brother Kongwen is right.”
“Third Uncle and the others have already fought their battles. Now that Benefactor Wang is stepping in, it does seem like he is taking advantage of their vulnerability.”
"Alliance Leader Wang, how about we fight another day?"
"..."
Hearing what the Shaolin monks said, Wang Yang remained calm and smiled indifferently:
"Since the masters of Shaolin think I am taking advantage of their misfortune."
"How about this, I'll face the Great Zen Master Sandu alone from now on?"
As soon as Wang Yang uttered these words, everyone present trembled.
Even the three monks sitting upright in the hollow of the pine tree were filled with awe.
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