Chapter 352: Gone and Never Returned

After a while, Monk Bupo returned to the arena.

At this moment, sweat was pouring down his body, and under the reflection of the sunlight, his muscles looked even more spectacular.

"Amitabha…"

Seeing Monk Bupo in such a state, Zen Master Liaochen stepped forward and asked with concern: "Brother Bupo, why are you in such a state?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the monks in the audience cast puzzled glances at him.

It took Monk Bupo half a while to help Master Wuzhen to the west wing.

Let’s not talk about this.

The most important thing is that he was dripping with sweat when he came out.

This really puzzled everyone.

"Amitabha…"

Upon hearing this, Monk Bupo chanted the Buddha's name softly.

He looked at the Zen Master Liaochen in front of him, raised his voice, and said: "The Imperial Master was accidentally injured by this monk, so this responsibility also lies with me. I must not bring him into the wing room and leave him alone..."

"So, I used my true Qi to help the Imperial Master sort out his meridians and circulate his Qi and blood. I didn't dare to leave until I was sure that he was fine..."

"I am so ashamed to have made you all wait for me!"

"I am here, and now you all have to apologize!"

As he spoke, Monk Bupo clasped his hands together, bowed, and gasped slightly as he spoke.

It seemed like it really took some effort.

This look really looks like that of a humble and respectful monk.

"Amitabha!"

After hearing what Monk Bupo said, Zen Master Liaochen said, "Brother Bupo is truly compassionate. I admire you very much..."

"I see your whole body is soaked with sweat, so you must have consumed a lot of energy."

"In that case, do you want to rest for a while to recover your energy before fighting again?"

"I believe everyone should understand!"

Between the lines, Zen Master Liaochen's face was full of admiration.

"Oh, absolutely not!"

After hearing what Master Liaochen said, Monk Bupo shook his head and said quickly, "I have kept you waiting for a long time. If I use this as an excuse, wouldn't it be suspected that I am deliberately delaying the process?"

"If I win with this, not only will I not win fairly, but I will also damage the reputation of Hanshan Temple..."

"So let's get started as soon as possible!"

Between his words, monk Bupo's face was full of sincerity.

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye and others who returned to the tower were completely shocked.

hypocritical!

What a damn hypocrisy!

If he didn't know that the sweat on Monk Bupo was caused by his Crouching Tiger Kung Fu.

They all really thought that Monk Bupo was a great monk with noble character and great virtue!

He beats people up and forces them to take a curse, then pretends to be using up his internal energy to smooth out his meridians in order to flatter himself.

What Monk Bupo did was truly hypocritical to the extreme!

Compared to the shock of Wang Ye and others, the monks in Hanshan Temple were deeply moved.

Monk Bu Po was like this, I really didn't make a mistake! At this time, Monk Bu Po returned to the stage again and said, "Everyone, if anyone still wants to challenge me, just come up!"

As he spoke, there was a hint of heroism in Monk Bupo.

As soon as these words were spoken, the monks turned to look at each other, with a hint of excitement in their eyes.

Monk Bupo was sweating all over and breathing rapidly.

Obviously, he had just consumed a lot of internal energy and true qi...

If we attack him now, we will surely be able to take advantage of the situation and win a great victory!

Thinking of this, the monks became excited.

They drank the blood bull medicine one by one and jumped onto the ring.

When he saw these monks coming on stage, a slight smile appeared on Monk Bupo's face.

He roared and started fighting with the monks.

For a moment, the internal strength on the stage surged and the true energy radiated.

…

Before we knew it, the golden sun was setting in the west and it was already evening.

In front of the main hall of Hanshan Temple.

Under the huge arena, the monks who came up to challenge fell to the ground one by one.

Their bodies were covered in bruises, their eye sockets were black and blue, there was a trace of blood at the corners of their mouths, and they were moaning softly.

This appearance looks quite embarrassing.

Compared to this monk, Monk Bu Po is extremely spiritual.

He stood on the ring, his body upright.

His breathing was rapid and he was sweating profusely.

Especially the golden dragon tattooed on the chest.

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

At this moment, under the shining of sweat and sunset, it looks more vivid.

This makes Monk Bupo appear even more brave and intimidating.

From the morning till now, Monk Bupo has been fighting to the utmost.

He could quickly knock down some weaker monks with just one punch.

He would try every means to recruit powerful monks as his disciples.

At the end of the day, most of the monks were beaten black and blue by Monk Bupo.

There were five monks who were very powerful but had not very upright intentions, and they were all beaten into his junior brothers by Monk Bupo.

In this way, Bupo can be said to have reaped a great deal of rewards.

“Fuck… Amitabha…!”

At this time, Monk Bupo let out a long breath.

He glanced at the sun slowly setting in the west, and said to the monks in the audience, "It is almost evening now, and there is not much time left..."

"If any of you fellow practitioners want to challenge me, please step forward now!"

At this moment, Monk Bupo's blood vessels were dilated, and he felt a surge of energy all over his body.

Moreover, he spoke quite loudly.

The voice echoed in the temple, carrying a hint of heroism.

Hearing this voice, the remaining monks looked at each other but dared not move.

This monk Bu Po was breathing rapidly and sweating profusely while speaking in the morning, looking like he had exhausted a lot of energy.

As a result, this person has been fighting from this morning until now and is still in high spirits, with no signs of fatigue at all.

If I go up at this time, who knows if I will be knocked down by a punch!

For a moment, no one dared to step up to the stage to accept the challenge! Seeing that no one else was stepping up to the stage, Liao Fan and Zen Master Liao Chen looked at the setting sun.

After the two of them discussed for a while, Liao Fan stepped forward and said, "Since no one has come up to challenge Junior Brother Bu Po, then the winner of this competition will be Junior Brother Bu Po!"

"Does anyone present have any objection?"

After these words were spoken, the monks present looked at each other in surprise.

They looked at each other and shook their heads.

If you have any objections, you must speak with strength.

The strength of Monk Bu Po was there for sure, and they had no right to object.

"It seems that everyone has no objection..."

Seeing that none of the monks in front of him spoke, Zen Master Liaochen nodded.

He turned to look at Monk Bupo and said, "In that case, I declare that the winner of this competition is Junior Brother Bupo!"

"At the same time, Junior Brother Bupo will take over from me and become the new abbot of Hanshan Temple!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Le Fan and Le Chen on the side nodded in unison.

They all saw with their own eyes what Monk Bupo did.

They felt very relieved to have him as the host.

"have to…"

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye, who was sitting on the tower, smiled and said, "From now on, the Hanshan Temple of the past, where people meditated and understood the Dharma and followed the rules, is gone forever!"

(End of this chapter)