It sounds slow, but in fact, it all happened in just three to five minutes.
Now, Xiao Feng has already gained a great advantage. If the fight continues, I am afraid that Ding Chunqiu and Zhuang Juxian will be defeated, or even die.
In other words, Xiao Feng has proven himself.
Wang Yuyan···
It's time to take action.
Not for himself, but for his grandfather Wuyazi and for the Xiaoyao Sect.
"Factory Flower, Murong Bo, you can handle it. As for Ding Chunqiu, I need to accept it."
"Don't worry, Miss Wang. I understand."
The factory beauty chuckled, then grinned: "Old guy, pretending to be dead, hiding in the Shaolin Temple for so many years under a false name, and secretly learning all kinds of Shaolin unique skills..."
"Come on, let me see how strong you are now."
What? !
Murong Bo hadn't made a move yet, but he was suddenly shocked.
he! ! !
Know my identity?!
How could this happen!?
Even if they knew I was Murong Bo and that I had faked my own death, how could anyone know that I was hiding in the Shaolin Temple and frequently frequenting the Sutra Library?!
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“It’s him!!!”
In secret, Xiao Yuanshan was also shocked.
"So, it's the man in black that I've encountered several times in the Sutra Library!"
"I didn't expect it to be him!!!"
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The monks of all ranks in Shaolin Temple were also stunned.
The expressions of many elders changed drastically.
"this?!"
"This... the benefactor of the factory flower?"
"Is what you said true?!"
"This person has actually been hiding in my Shaolin Temple, secretly learning Shaolin's unique skills?"
"Do you have any proof?"
They were stunned, their brains were shaking. What the hell, this is our Shaolin! Shaolin, the holy land of martial arts!
But you fucking said that there has been someone hiding here, and was madly trying to learn my Shaolin skills, but no one in Shaolin found out?
This is simply outrageous!
If confirmed, this is not just a question of whether or not the secret manual was learned secretly, but also a question of the reputation of Shaolin Temple for thousands of years.
In such a vast Shaolin Temple, they could come and go as they pleased, hide wherever they wanted, and even steal special skills wherever they wanted?!
How can this be possible?
"Just stop arguing."
Murong Bo's expression did not change, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by a word from the West Factory's chief.
"Could it be that I am still talking nonsense?"
"But, even if it's true, what does it matter? You guys, a bunch of uglier guys, a bunch of big cats and small cats, can really take him down?"
"I can't even beat Jiumozhi, hehe..."
"Unless you can get the old monk who is hiding the deepest among you to come out, otherwise, it is better not to speak."
Um? !
This statement once again made everyone confused.
Monks of all sizes looked at each other in bewilderment, and even many elders were filled with questions.
Outsiders couldn't understand what was going on and could only guess, "Who is the most hidden old monk?"
"So, there are still masters in Shaolin?"
"That's right. Shaolin Temple is so huge, with a history of thousands of years and many unique skills that are world-renowned. It's impossible that there are no masters, so a Tibetan national master can sweep away everything, right?"
"But... why do these monks look so confused? Don't they know what's going on?"
"Interesting, really interesting!"
"Shaolin Temple is truly hidden deep down!"
"Chaos, everything is a mess!"
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"Old monk?"
"What old monk?"
At this moment, Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan were both filled with questions.
What the hell?!
Is there a hidden old monk in Shaolin Temple? How many times have I been in and out of Shaolin Temple? It's always like entering an empty place. No one can stop me. I know the entire Shaolin Temple better than my own home.
Where did this old monk come from? And he's the one hiding the deepest?
Are you kidding me?
They were the first to disbelieve it.
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"Amitabha!"
In the Sutra Library, an old monk who was sweeping the floor suddenly stopped.
Hearing the words of the factory beauty, even he was a little surprised, and even accidentally broke the broom. Then, he murmured: "What a sin."
"But who is this person?"
"Factory Flower?"
"Is there anyone in this world who knows of my existence?"
"But those who knew me back then are all gone, and they wouldn't reveal my information to anyone. How did he know?"
Despite the doubts, the Sweeping Monk did not appear.
It's not time for him to show up and clean up the mess...
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"What nonsense!"
Murong Bo was shocked and rushed towards the factory beauty with a muffled groan. He was determined to kill her!
He was a little scared!
He was afraid that his plan would be exposed and that the factory beauty would reveal his identity.
I'm afraid that all the forbearance of nearly twenty years will be wasted.
Therefore, the killer must be killed.
Only the dead can keep a secret 100%!
"Are you anxious?"
Seeing his ruthless attack, the factory beauty just laughed and didn't care at all. She took his move casually and fought back with an even more ruthless counterattack.
"Ah, this?!"
Murong Bo was stunned.
Murong Fu was even more confused!
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On the other side, Xiao Feng was also confused.
"Miss Wang, please don't get too close. These two ugly guys are quite capable. If the aftermath of this fight injures you, it will be unsightly."
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