Ren Guangming said lightly: "The Master of Jingmen has good teachings. All the disciples can truly escape into the monks and forget the worldly relationship. Since the master is like me, we will compete with each other." As he said that, he showed off the sword of light and pointed directly at the other party. The wandering monk said: "President Ren must not call me "master" and just call me "want to call the "wandering monk"." As soon as he finished speaking, the Zen stick swept to the other party with a "scream". Ren Guangming didn't know what the other party's skill was, so he hurriedly jumped up and avoided it. In the air, the sword was sharpened downward and stabbed the other party's head. The wandering monk's wrist was shaking, and the Zen stick hit the other party's lower plate. Ren Guangming saw that the Zen stick was so heavy, but it was as light and flexible as it played in the hands of the wandering monk. He knew in his heart that the other party's skill was not weak, so he dealt with it carefully. The two fought together.

In a blink of an eye, more than a hundred moves passed. Although Ren Guangming's sword moves were agile, he could not shake the heavy Zen stick and gradually was forced to the edge of the platform. Suddenly, the Wandering Monk shouted loudly, and the Zen stick swept over the shoulders. Ren Guangming hurriedly raised his sword to meet him. With a loud "dang", the long sword was directly broken, and then the person was shaken down from the stage. Seeing this, the Wandering Monk leaned on the Zen stick on the stage, but heard a loud "boom". He heard his loud voice: "President Ren, accept it!" Ren Guangming clasped his fists and said: "The Wandering Monk is amazing, Ren admires it!" As he said, he also returned the sword to the sheath and floated back to his seat.

The Wandering Monk was about to say something, but he saw someone floating on the stage. It was Shaolin's host, the abbot Wuxin. The Wandering Monk said in surprise: "Fake the abbot Wuxin, the noble sect has been defeated, why did he come on the stage again?" Wangxin said: "Fake the name of the man can only represent the Arhat Hall, how can it represent the Shaolin Temple?" As he said that, he did not give the other party a chance to speak again. With a "huh", he slapped his palms at the other party's chest. The Wandering Monk hurriedly waved his staff and slashed it over. However, the two were closer together, and the Zen Staff was too long and not flexible enough. Feixin's palms were turned around and he had avoided the Zen Staff. Then he slapped his palms on the Zen Staff. But after hearing the three "thump thump" sounds, the Wandering Monk was shaken back three steps, and the sound of the floor on the platform made the sound.

Wang Xin did not give the other party a chance to breathe, and stepped forward one after another, slapped his palms at the other party's chest. In a panic, Wandering monk had to use the Zen stick to force the other party's palms. After being shaken back five steps again, he was shaken back seven steps again, and then he was shaken back ten steps again, and he spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow". But Wang Xin still kept his hands and stepped forward and slapped out his palms. Another muffled sound, Wandering monk was shaken back and fell to the platform. With a "dong" sound, he threw a mouthful of blood. Seeing this, Wang Xin turned around and folded his hands together, murmured: "Amitabha, donor will give in." Immediately, Zhuang Ding helped Wandering monk to the side to check his injuries, etc.

Wang Xin said loudly: "I wonder which hero wants to go on stage to challenge?" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw someone floating in a hawk. Yang Zhonglin, the assassin of heaven and earth. Wang Xin asked: "You are the famous assassin of heaven and earth, Yang Zhonglin?" Yang Zhonglin said lightly: "Master Wang Xin has good eyesight!" Wang Xin asked: "Do you want to compete for the position of the leader?" Yang Zhonglin said: "The leader of the martial arts world and treasures are all in the bag." Wang Xin sneered: "I'm afraid it's not that easy!" As soon as he finished speaking, his palms still slapped the other party's chest. Seeing this, Yang Zhonglin jumped high and kicked the casters in the air, attacking the other party's face. Wang Xin knew that the other party's best martial arts were flying swords and shadow legs. Seeing that they were out of their legs, they did not dare to be careless at the moment, so they avoided first and then used tricks. The two of them fought together.

When Wei Xiaopeng saw Yang Zhonglin coming from the audience, he first sweated, but then gradually became happy. Seeing this, Guo Rong asked, "Why is Wei Daxia waiting for Yang Zhonglin to be defeated by Wangxin?" Wei Xiaopeng smiled proudly and said, "It's better to be defeated, it's best to be beaten to death." Guo Rong said, "Yang Zhonglin's martial arts may not be under Master Wangxin. I'm afraid your thoughts will not be fulfilled." Wei Xiaopeng said, "Young Master, do you think Zhuo Jinzhong is here too?" As he said that, he looked around, hoping to find Zhuo Jinzhong, but the darkness is all the heads.

Where can I see who is who? Guo Rong said: "Zhuo Jinzhong should be here. Isn't he chasing you just for the treasure? Since everyone in the world is here to look forward to the secret of the treasure, what reason does he have to do not come?" Wei Xiaopeng nodded but stopped talking, worried that Zhuo Jinzhong was really here, and he would inevitably have a lot of trouble. Zhu Yixuan cursed, "Coward!" and wanted to continue cursing, but when he remembered what he said just now, he stopped talking, just made a face at him. But Wei Xiaopeng would not pay attention to her, but was just searching for the people who were afraid in his heart.

In a blink of an eye, more than two hundred moves passed, and Yang Zhonglin was suddenly shaken off the platform by the other party's palm, and immediately used his light skills to float away. Wangxin thoughtfully and said loudly: "Hello Yang, we have not decided the winner yet, why should we leave in a hurry?" But Yang Zhonglin's voice came: "There will be a date later!" After saying that, the figure had disappeared in the night sky. Guo Rong murmured: "Every time it slips away, hum!" Then he thought: Why did he slip away without using the flying knife this time? It's strange!

Wang Xin was thinking about why Yang Zhonglin never used his flying knife. Instead, he took advantage of his own offensive and fell off the platform and left, but saw a man jumping onto the platform. Looking at his appearance, he smiled very much. Guo Rong recognized that it was Bai Hu, the owner of Cangzhou Tiandi Manor. Seeing him, Guo Rong was shocked: Why are the people from Tiandi Manor also coming here? Is Tiandi Manor also peeking at the treasure? Wang Xin saw that he didn't know this person, so he immediately closed his eyes and asked: "My husband, can you tell me the name of the donor?" Bai Hu said loudly: "Abbot is still living in deep place."

Shaolin is not aware of the rising stars in the world. In the White Tiger in the Xiatiandi Manor." Wangxin shook his head and said, "Please forgive me for being arrogant, but I have never heard of the Heaven and Earth Manor, nor have I heard of the White Tiger's name." Baihu said, "It's not important to have the abbot heard of it. Bai also came to be the leader of the martial arts world. It's true that we see in our kung fu." As he said, he was about to take action, but Wangxin stopped him and said, "I don't know anyone, so I will definitely not be invited this time. How did the owner of Bai get into Mudan Villa?"

After hearing this, Bai Hu became embarrassed and said, "I'm not hiding the abbot, the four of us, who were in the group of people, entered the posts from other sects." Wang Xin smiled and said, "No wonder, no wonder. Since that's the case, please go back." Bai Hu was surprised: "What do you mean?" Wang Xin said, "Mudan Villa does not welcome such friends." Bai Hu was slightly angry and said, "Hmph, since Bai can come in, I never thought of going back empty-handed." In fact, Wang Xin saw from the other party that the other party had just jumped onto the high platform that the other party's martial arts was definitely not inferior to him. Those reasons

Although he is elegant and elegant, he shows his skill. The difference between high and low is naturally visible. The White Tiger deliberately conceals his true skills, so he only jumps up flat. Instead, he feels that this person is unfathomable in his eyes. Especially when he is not caught in the foot, he can see that his real skills are amazing. Such a master is far beyond the expectations of Wuxin. Therefore, in order not to disrupt his position, he directly blocks him thousands of miles away.

Wangxin said lightly: "Master Bai, everything should not be forced to do, it is better to retreat." Baihu said: "Is the abbot afraid that Bai will take the position of the leader of the alliance?" Then, he turned around and faced everyone below the stage and said loudly: "Please ask all heroes to judge. Since Baihu has arrived, why can't he compete for the position of the leader of the martial arts world? Bai is also a man in the martial arts world. He competes for the leader of the alliance with real kung fu, why don't he even give opportunities? Is Mudan Villa so domineering? How can Mudan Villa, which cannot preside over justice, be qualified to choose the leader of the martial arts world here?" As soon as he finished speaking, the audience immediately discussed, and everyone pointed and said that most of the people in Mudan Villa are not.

At this time, Jiang Deyi floated on the stage, held his fists and saluted, and said loudly: "Master Bai Zhu, please calm down! Isn't it easy to fight for the leader of the martial arts world? Come on, as long as you leave a name on this post, you can participate in the choice of the leader." As he said that, he took out an invitation letter from his arms and spread it in front of the Baihu. The Baihu looked at it, nothing special. At this time, a farmer's Ding jumped onto the platform, walked over with a pen and a glass of wine. Jiang Deyi took it and handed over the pen to the Baihu. Baihu took it and signed his name directly after signing it below.

At this time, Jiang Deyi handed over the wine glass and replaced the pen in his hand, saying, "Master Bai Zhuang, drink this glass of ally wine. Even if you join our martial arts alliance, you can participate in the selection of the leader." Bai Hu suddenly found that he was holding the wine glass in his hand for no reason, putting it down, and drinking it down. He hesitated for a while, and saw countless pairs of eager eyes in the audience, and finally drank it in one gulp. Then, the sound of "Okay" came from the audience. Bai Hu handed the wine glass to Zhuang Ding, who stepped down with the pen and wine glass. Seeing this, Jiang Deyi said loudly: "Master Bai Zhuang, please." After that, he jumped off the platform, leaving Bai Hu and Wang Xin.

Wang Xin said: "Master Bai, please invite me." After saying that, he shouted loudly and slapped the other party's chest with his palms. The white tiger did not show any weakness, and punched and kicked each other.

In a blink of an eye, more than a hundred moves passed, and the two of them were still tied.

More than a hundred moves, Baihu almost succeeded several times, but suddenly seemed unable to do so and missed the opportunity. Baihu himself felt strange and regretful in his heart, but Wangxin gradually became complacent. Suddenly, the two of them touched each other's palms, and Baihu's body shook, "Ding thud" and stepped back five steps before he stood firm. After Wangxin took two steps back, he bullied himself forward and continued to pat the other party's chest. In this way, Baihu was shocked again. When Wangxin attacked for the third time, Baihu took the opportunity to jump off the platform and clasped his fists in the audience and said, "Master Wangxin is indeed powerful, admire him!" After saying that, he waved his hand and led everyone in Tiandi Manor away.

At this time, Guo Rong could see clearly that there were three people with Bai San, Bai Si and Bai Wu. Guo Rong thought to himself: Bai Hu was here obviously for the sake of treasure. Since that was the case, how could he be defeated so easily? Before he could think about it, he saw that the stage believed that he had fought with another person.

After only twenty or thirty moves, the man was knocked off the stage and returned to his seat in shame. At this time, it was already early morning.

Wang Xin shouted a few times on the stage, but no one dared to challenge it. At this time, Jiang Deyi jumped onto the stage and said, "The master's martial arts are superb, which makes Jiang admire him. But everyone in the martial arts leader can't avoid the vulgarity." Wang Xin said loudly: "Master Jiang, you are naturally a strong competitor of the leader. Come on, let us make a fair duel! Let the heroes of the world witness the future leader together!" As soon as the words finished, the two were already fighting together.

Wang Xin and Jiang Deyi fought very fiercely, and the heroes in the audience kept cheering. But Guo Rong looked at it and felt that the two were performing more, but they were just performing seamlessly, so others saw each other fighting each other with their lives. Gradually, Guo Rong understood that they deliberately performed the fight scenes so wonderfully that they wanted to establish the prestige of the leader of the martial arts world. It seemed that all of this was a play they had already arranged, but they were just performed in public. The White Tiger was not the one they arranged, so they wanted to drive him away.

Thinking of this, Guo Rong couldn't help but exclaim "Ah". Zhu Yixuan asked in a hurry: "Brother Rong, what's the matter?" Guo Rong shook his head and said: "It's okay, keep watching." It turned out that he thought of the glass of wine that Baihu drank. He had fought with Baihu and knew that the other party's martial arts foundation might not be able to defeat Wangxin, but he would not be defeated so easily. In fact, Guo Rong didn't see the martial arts of Wangxin at all, because he didn't believe that the competition on the high platform was a manifestation of real kung fu, and it was more just to cater to

This conspiracy was just a performance. Thinking about this, Guo Rong was already calculating in his heart and said to Wei Xiaopeng: "Haven Wei, no matter who is defeated, you will be on the stage." When Wei Xiaopeng heard this, he was shocked and shook his head quickly and said, "Master Guo, are you asking Wei to die? Whether it is Master Wangxin or Master Jiang, the martial arts skills of the two are so high that they are far above Wei. They dare not go up to death!" Guo Rong smiled and said, "Don't worry, no one can hurt you with this young master." After hearing this, Wei Xiaopeng was half-believing and half-doubted, but he still didn't dare to go on stage.

Not long after, Wang Xin was indeed shot down by Jiang Deyi. After he bowed his fists, he said loudly: "Master Jiang's martial arts skills are so good that I admire. Everyone in Shaolin Temple is willing to regard Zhuang Zhuang Zhuang as the leader of the martial arts world." Jiang Deyi said: "The abbot said too early, and it is unknown that there are heroes behind him who can defeat Jiang." Wang Xin said: "Hahaha, there are not many people in the world who can defeat Zhuang Zhuang, and there are probably even fewer people who can defeat Zhuang Zhuang. Unless the leader of Wuyi Mountain appears, the position of Zhuang Zhuang Zhuang is the leader of the martial arts world." As soon as he mentioned Wuyi Mountain, the heroes in the audience started to talk. Guo Rong knew in his heart that what he said was also arranged in advance. Then Xiang Linfeng should be about to appear.

Jiang Deyi stood on the stage and asked three times, but no one dared to challenge it. Wei Xiaopeng asked softly: "Master Guo, is Wei really going to go to the stage?" Guo Rong had an idea in his mind and immediately said: "Don't be anxious, the main master will appear soon." Zhu Yixuan and Wei Xiaopeng were confused and looked at the platform.

Sure enough, I saw a figure flying up to the high platform, holding his fists and saluting, and said, "I'm going down to Wuyi Mountain toward Lin Peak, I'm going to be one step late, please forgive me." Guo Rong smiled proudly and said, "The Lord has finally appeared!" Wei Xiaopeng and Zhu Yixuan gradually understood.

But when Jiang Deyi heard Jiang Deyi pretending to be surprised, he said, "How can I say Cao Cao and Cao Cao come! Master Xiang has long admired Daqi, and today I have the honor to meet each other. I have the honor of three lives." Xiang Linfeng said, "Multi Villa is famous all over the world, and Xiang has long admired him. Today I was lucky to meet him in a hurry, which made Xiang admire him!" After the two looked at each other and laughed, Jiang Deyi said, "It's not too late for Master Xiang, after all, Jiang has not put on the yellow robe yet. Hahaha!" Xiang Linfeng said, "Since that's the case, then Xiang offended him!" As he said, he spread the thirty-six roads of Xiaoyao Palms to fight with Jiang Deyi.

The scene of the two of them fighting was even more exciting, and the heroes in the audience watched intently.

Suddenly, Guo Rong said, "Haven Wei, push me to the stage." Wei Xiaopeng looked at him in shock, at a loss. Zhu Yixuan shouted, "Short, the young master asks you to push, why are you standing there?" After hearing this, Wei Xiaopeng woke up and immediately came over to push Guo Rong's wheelchair to the stage, while Zhu Yixuan was still walking by the wheelchair. No one noticed that they were walking towards the high platform, staring at the flying figures on the high platform in a daze.

Suddenly, Jiang Deyi screamed loudly, and was shot down from the stage by Xiang Lin Feng and fell to the ground. Xiang Lin Feng stood to the side of the stage, clasped his fists and said, "Master Jiang, let me go!" But he suddenly found that there were three strangers beside Jiang Deyi, and was very surprised. Jiang Deyi turned over and stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Master Xiang is so powerful that he lost. It seems that the position of the leader of the martial arts world is Xiang." At this time, he suddenly caught a glimpse of three people beside him, Guo Rong and three others, and asked in surprise: "Who are you?" Wei Xiaopeng pointed at Guo Rong and smiled and said, "Master Jiang, Master Xiang, this is the young master of the Demon Cave." Jiang Deyi and Xiang Lin Feng had never heard of any demon Cave, and they didn't know any demon Cave young master, and they were both stunned on the spot.

Wei Xiaopeng said loudly: "Since you are competing for the selection of the leader of the martial arts world today, then all martial arts people can participate. The Demon Cave is a lineage of the martial arts world. Although my young master is disabled, he is extremely determined and has been determined to practice martial arts since he was a child. Although martial arts are not considered as superb, there are probably few people on the scene to be the opponent. Therefore, my young master also wants to compete for the selection of the leader of the martial arts world. If the election is won, it will be a great opportunity to expand the Demon Cave." After hearing this, everyone on the scene laughed. In their eyes, what is the unheard of Master of the Demon Cave, how is Xiang Lin Feng's opponent who overwhelms the heroes? They all looked at it, so the laughter was ridiculous.

Jiang Deyi and Xiang Linfeng also looked at the three of them with a smile, wondering in their hearts how this young master looked like and dared to come here to fight to be the leader of the martial arts world. Isn’t it because he was too long or something? Zhu Yixuan said angrily: “Don’t look down on others! Master Xiang, do you dare to compete with the young master’s guard?” She pointed at Wei Xiaopeng and asked Xiang Linfeng.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!