Chapter 286: Shaolin’s No. 1 Temple Guardian Monk?

Gradually, the cheers from all around died down.

Master Hu standing by also calmed down.

He raised his head, looked at Captain Zhao on the stage, and said loudly: "Everyone, Captain Zhao defeated the champion Lian Hu and became the new champion!"

"However, the purpose of this martial arts competition is to select the one with the highest martial arts skills as Mr. Qiu's son-in-law. You can continue to challenge Captain Zhao until the sun sets!"

"If no one challenges him, Captain Zhao can get the marriage contract directly!"

After these words were spoken, the strong men below the ring looked at each other in bewilderment.

After discussing for a while, they all shook their heads and turned away.

They all saw clearly the fight between Captain Zhao and Lian Hu just now.

Even though Captain Zhao's piercing fist technique was extremely vulgar, it was extremely powerful.

Even a ruthless character like Lian Hu, the stone-breaker, was beaten so badly that he begged for mercy.

Not to mention people like them.

For a moment, no one dared to go on stage to challenge Captain Zhao.

"No one is challenging me?"

Wang Ye sat on the roof and looked at everything in front of him. He said, "Isn't this too easy?"

"If I had known this, I would have learned some low-level Kung Fu from Taoist Master Zhang."

"After all this competition, maybe I can win!"

At this time, Wang Ye was sucking his teeth, with a hint of amusement on his face.

"Well, Lao Cai Mini is too modest..."

After hearing Wang Ye's words, Aji on the side said, "With your usual shameless energy, if you add Taoist Zhang's low-brow martial arts..."

"This is what it means to meet a worthy chess player and a talented general!"

"If you are willing to put in some effort to practice your internal skills for a few more years, it won't be a problem for you to conquer the martial arts world!"

"You fucking ..."

Hearing this, Wang Ye’s eyes widened.

He raised his hand and slapped Ah Ji on the head: "Why am I so shameless?"

"That's called Jianghu experience!"

"Do you think that the martial arts world is all about fighting and killing? The martial arts world is all about human relationships and worldly wisdom!"

At this time, Wang Ye preached seriously.

"Okay, stop messing around, both of you!"

At this time, Bai Luhan on the side said: "Someone is coming up on stage!"

After hearing this, Wang Ye and Aji became excited.

The two turned around and looked towards the ring.

It would be fine if you didn't look at it, but once you looked at it, Wang Ye and Aji were stunned.

I saw a figure slowly walking onto the stage.

The figure was wearing a light yellow monk's robe and his face was full of wrinkles.

At first glance, he looked to be around sixty or seventy years old.

The person who took the stage this time was actually an old monk! "Good fellow... the people who took the stage to compete are getting more and more outrageous..."

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye said: "The crooked melons and cracked dates in front are fine..."

"This damn old monk has come on stage!"

Captain Zhao on the stage was also confused by the old monk who came on stage.

He looked up at the old monk and frowned, "Master, have you come to the wrong place?"

"This is an arena for a martial arts competition to find a bride. What are you doing here as a monk?"

"Amitabha!"

Hearing this, the old monk chanted a Buddhist name and said, "I have been practicing Zen for my whole life, and finally realized that I have not yet given up my worldly desires. That is why I came here to fight and beg for a beautiful wife to share our family happiness!"

As he spoke, the old monk let out a hearty laugh.

"But... you are so old now, if I am not careful..."

Captain Zhao was also helpless. Meeting an old monk on the arena of a martial arts competition to win a bride was something he found unbelievable.

If the other person falls down after being hit by my punch, won’t I be accused of bullying an old man?

"snort!"

Before Captain Zhao could finish his words, the old monk snorted coldly and said, "There is no age limit for this competition, so why can't I come?"

"Besides, don't underestimate this poor monk!"

As he spoke, the old monk took a horse stance and said solemnly, "When Shaolin was still a popular martial arts temple, I was the number one martial monk who protected the temple!"

"Even though he is a little older, he is still much better than a young boy like you!"

"I will show you the profoundness of Shaolin martial arts with my Five Thunder Hands!"

The first Shaolin temple guarding monk?

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Hearing these words, Wang Ye on the roof was confused.

Didn’t I kill all the monks who protected the temple back then?

Even if there are one or two who survived by chance, they are at most about the same age as me now. How could there be such an old monk guarding the temple?

And what the hell is this thing called the Five Thunder Hands?

Does Shaolin Temple have this kind of Kung Fu? Where did this old bald donkey come from? While Wang Ye was puzzled, Zhao the police chief on the stage looked at Master Hu and said, "Master Hu, can this be used in a fight?"

"There is indeed no age limit in the ring..."

Looking at Captain Zhao's gaze, Master Hu scratched his head and said, "If he deserves to be beaten, then he will be beaten..."

"Maybe he really has some unique skills?"

After hearing what Master Hu said, Captain Zhao took a deep breath.

He clasped his hands and bowed to the old monk in front of him, saying, "I am Zhao Mingchuan, the chief constable of Jinling Prefecture, and I would like to ask for your advice!"

Seeing Captain Zhao bowing, the old monk put his hands together and chanted the Buddhist name softly.

He randomly pulled out an extremely ugly posture and said solemnly: "Shaolin's number one temple guardian monk Shi Kong!"

"You are still young and your skills are not strong enough. If I attack you, you will not have the chance to fight back. If I do this, I am afraid that others will criticize me and say that I am bullying the weak."

"In that case, I'll let you make the first move!"

"Today, I will let you know the four internal forces of the Five Thunder Hands: sharp, fierce, strong and fierce!"

As he said this, the old monk put on an extremely ugly posture.

However, just as the old monk was about to get ready, Captain Zhao rushed over with all his might.

But he attacked with lightning speed and threw a straight punch.

After all, the old monk was old, and Captain Zhao was still a little hesitant to use the Heart-piercing Fist on him.

"good!"

At this time, Master Hu exclaimed and explained: "Captain Zhao knew that the opponent was the first Shaolin monk to protect the temple, so he did not dare to be arrogant. He took the lead and attacked, and blasted towards Master Shikong's face with a direct attack..."

"Faced with such a punch, Master Shikong remained unmoved."

"Could it be that his skills are too advanced and Captain Zhao's boxing skills are not up to his standard?"

Good! As Master Hu explained, thunderous cheers rang out around the ring.

It's more interesting to watch a competition with a master on stage.

Listening to Master Hu's explanation, the old monk smiled slightly, and he dodged the straight punch from Captain Zhao.

At this moment, he was just about to say something.

But then Captain Zhao moved his head and feet and suddenly kicked out.

This move is exactly the basic leg technique in public martial arts, returning wind and sweeping snow.

At this moment, the old monk dodged Captain Zhao's oncoming punch, but was caught off guard and hit by Captain Zhao's "Wind Sweeping Snow" move.

Suddenly, the old monk was knocked down by Captain Zhao's leg and fell to the ground!

For a moment, the area around the ring was completely silent, and one could hear a pin drop! (End of this chapter)