Tong Lin and Fa Chan both revealed their doors. Everyone looked. Tong Lin didn't even raise his arms or stretch his legs. He was simply like a big piece of wax. What kind of gate was this?
How could they know the profundity of this?
He then looked at Tong Lin and said the word "please" to Fa Chan. Fa Chan smiled and said,""Hey, junior, you reach out first!" Tong Lin also smiled and said,"I never make the first move in a war. First Master, please!"?”
"Ha, you're quite arrogant! I'm sorry to offend the restaurant!" After Fa Chan finished speaking, he leaped forward and raised his left palm into the air. Ben Tonglin used Mount Tai's Pressure, and his fan-sized palm smashed towards Tong Lin's head. Tong Lin rolled his eyes to take a look. This palm strike was extremely ferocious. He shook his head and dodged, but the palm strike missed. Tong Lin stretched out his hand to grab Fa Chan's wrist, and Fa Chan pulled his arm down. Before he could change his move, Tong Lin's palm went straight through Fa Chan's soft spot. With a loud shout," Strike!", his palm arrived.
How much strength do you think Tong Lin's palm had? It was still more than a foot away from Fa Chan when the wind arrived first, blowing Fa Chan's clothes. Fa Chan quickly breathed out and sucked in his chest. His butt fell down, and Tong Lin's palm missed. Immediately after, Fa Chan put his palms together and smashed down. Tong Lin turned around and swung his palms. He then turned to Fa Chan's back and smashed his back with a single palm. The old monk turned around and his palm missed. The two of them exchanged moves and fought.
Everyone was stunned by their fight. Why? Originally, everyone looked down on Tong Lin, but now that they saw how outstanding his moves were, his body spun around like an ape.
After performing Dharma Meditation and fighting with Tong Lin for more than ten rounds, he thought to himself," No wonder my two disciples were beaten up. They were much worse! This farmer boy is no ordinary person. He must have been taught by an expert and guided by a famous person. I have to be more careful! Thinking of this, Fa Chan raised his vigilance and took it seriously. He gathered enough strength to attack Tong Lin fiercely. One move after another, one move, one move after another, one move after another, one move, one move after another, one after another, one move, one after another, one, one after another, one after another, one, one, one after another, one, one, one after another, one, one wished that he could
Tong Lin's heart was also stable. Why? Because he had already watched the Five Battles of Dharma Dhyana, he was no stranger to Dharma Dhyana's moves. Thus, Tong Lin's moves were steady and did not easily make feints. As long as he made a move, it would be enough to choke Dharma Dhyana. After more than twenty rounds, Tong Lin became fiercer and fiercer as he fought. The more he fought, the more he gained the upper hand. In the end, he displayed the Eight Trigrams Willow Silk Palm. No one had ever seen such a palm technique before. The more Fa Chan looked, the more puzzled he became. The more he looked, the more uncertain he became. Once he was uncertain, he would panic.
When Tong Lin saw this, he thought to himself, I might as well treat you like a big tree and turn you around. Thinking of this, he turned his body like a whirlwind, turning the Dharma Zen into a blur. When he looked again, there were Tong Lin everywhere, and he could not tell whether it was real or fake. After fighting for more than forty rounds, Tong Lin feigned a move and turned around like a yellow dragon, right behind Fa Chan. Before Fa Chan could turn around, Tong Lin stretched out his right arm and delivered a palm strike towards Fa Chan's back.
Tong Lin didn't seem to have hit her badly. His hands were as soft as cotton balls, and his palms were still digging in. However, as long as he touched her, no one could stand it.
Then, he looked at Tong Lin. His palm had reached out and touched Fa Chan's back. Fa Chan was also to blame for this. If he had tried to dodge, he could have done so. However, he thought about how he had an iron back. Could Tong Lin even move him? Thus, he wanted to receive this palm strike, wanting to break Tong Lin's wrist.
When he looked at Zen, the tip of his tongue touched his teeth, and it was called Dantian Force Mixed with Vital Qi. "Yes!" His back swelled up to two inches thick. Tong Lin's palm had just touched his head when a " pa " sound was heard from his earlobe. He looked at Guan Chan again, and his body swayed left and right. He could not stand steadily, and he ran a dozen steps forward while choking. He fell on the table, and immediately felt his ribs swell. His chest was very uncomfortable, his head felt heavy, his feet felt light, and the world spun. His nose, eyes, and throat felt hot. He held the table with both hands, and with a wail, his mouth spewed out blood. He spat out about two basins of blood.
Everyone was scared out of their wits as they heard the commotion below the stage.
The people from the Golden Dragon Bodyguard Agency on the west stand rushed up to the ring. Pan Long asked the waiter to carry Fa Chan down on a soft bed. Then he saw that Guan Chan's eyes were closed and he was unconscious. Pan Long was about to cry. Blood-staunching Pill!" Fa Chan's disciples had brought quite a lot of medicine. They took out the Blood Stopping Pill and fed it to Fa Chan to stop the bleeding. But Fa Chan was still unconscious. Pan Long called the doctor over and took off Fa Chan's clothes. He saw a palm print on his back. It was swollen and about two inches high. It was purple. It seemed that he had to undergo surgery or he would be poisoned. However, he could not move here. After some research, he decided to temporarily rest and accompany Fa Chan back to the city to treat his illness.
Before leaving, Pan Long pointed at Dongxia and Tong Lin and said,""Hey, Hou, Tong, listen to me. I'll go back and treat the old Arhat first, then we'll settle the score! As long as there was life, there was hope!”
Tong Lin's slap also shattered the arena. The people of the Golden Dragon Bodyguard Agency fled in a sorry state.
The people on the eastern viewing platform cheered loudly and jumped for joy. They swarmed forward and surrounded Tong Lin in the middle. This person congratulated him, and that person congratulated him. There is a saying: money pressure slave hand, art pressure when pedestrians. The people who looked down on Tong Lin in the past had also changed their gazes. Those who did not understand Tong Lin in the past understood him now. Everyone thought to themselves,"There's really a hero behind a hero, and there's a hero behind a hero!"
After everyone was happy for a while, Dongxia ordered,""Let's go back and rest!" The heroes, old and young, rode back in high spirits.
After returning to the Flying Dragon Escort Agency, Hou Erxia ordered a banquet to be held. Before the banquet, everyone repeatedly raised their glasses, toasting everyone. Tong Lin was overwhelmed. "What do you think of my idea?" Bei Le asked Tong Lin cheerfully. You should have gone on stage long ago, but you were like a yellow croaker-straight to the side. Look, this slap of yours is killing three birds with one stone: One, you made a name for yourself, two, you vented your anger on Dongxia and the others, and three, you made a name for yourself. Third, he reversed the situation!" Tong Lin nodded in agreement, feeling indescribably happy in his heart.
Looking at the Cloud Piercing White Jade Tiger, Liu Jun, walking around in the crowd, filling this person with wine and adding food to that person, he felt that it was a great joy to have such a master!
The Hou brothers discussed,"We might as well strike while the iron is hot, hang up the signboard, and open for business from today." Everyone agreed unanimously. Hou Erxia sent people to buy some firecrackers and hired a group of drummers. Immediately, the entire Flying Dragon Bodyguard Agency was filled with the sound of drums and firecrackers.
Looking at the entrance of the Flying Dragon Escort Agency, there was a sea of people. The laughter was like a tsunami as people came to congratulate them. Humans were like this: human emotions were cold and indifferent, and the world was fickle. Look at the few days when the Flying Dragon Escort Agency was smashed. There was no one at the entrance. But now that he had won against the Golden Dragon Bodyguard Agency, he had friends all over the world. The gossip is not enough.
The next day, Dongxia received a batch of transactions. The owner of the Hangzhou government's Taiyuan silk and satin store had sent their bodyguards to Beijing to collect goods. There were 500,000 taels of silver on the ship. Logically speaking, now that the martial arts competition was here, how could he be distracted to earn money? But when Dongxia saw that the plaque had been hung up, could he push out the business that was delivered to his door? In this way, he would be able to take on this business. Dongxia thought again, Who should I send? He called Tong Lin, Bei Le, and his second brother over to discuss, Tong Lin said,""I'll go if I have to." "No!" When Dongxia heard this, he thought to himself, Where can you go? The thing that needs you the most now is the kung fu competition. It was even more impossible for him to go alone. After thinking about it, he thought of Liu Jun and Zhang Wang.
After Liu Jun and Zhang Wang accepted the mission, they were very happy. They prepared their things and were about to get up. Dongxia instructed again, and the two brothers agreed in unison. At this time, Ruan He and the other four brothers also came to Dongxia and asked to go with him. Dongxia agreed. Let's not talk about the six of them leaving for Beijing.
Dongxia alone had done a few deals in the past few days and was busy entertaining guests. He sent someone to inquire about the Golden Dragon Bodyguard Agency. It did not take long before the waiter came back and reported that Pan Long had brought his teacher, Qiu Peiyu, over. It was said that she had already arrived at the Golden Dragon Bodyguard Agency. There were dozens of people who came with him, claiming that they wanted to avenge Fa Chan and settle the score with Tong Lin.
When Dongxia heard this, he was unhappy and thought, Akita, you're not that kind of person. Why did you come to Hangzhou to have a duel with me without distinguishing right from wrong today? You can come, I don't object, but you should also greet me. Let's discuss this matter properly so that I can let you understand right and wrong. Since you didn't come to me, I can't go to you either. No one noticed Dongxia's thoughts.
Dongxia turned his head and saw Zhang Zimei, the Iron Fan Immortal's romantic hero, sitting there alone in silence. He walked over and asked,""Brother, what are you thinking about?" "Old brother, I have a few words that I don't know if I should say.”"Brother, if you have something to say, just say it. We're all brothers, so there's no need to worry.”"Brother, I think if your two bodyguard agencies continue to fight like this, there will really be no end to it! No one was willing to admit defeat. Just now, I thought of an idea. Should we find a suitable person and let him mediate?”
"Hey, brother, don't you know what kind of person I am?" Dongxia coughed. I've long wanted to end this peacefully, but I couldn't find a mediator! Who do you think can mediate this matter?" Zhang Zimei thought for a while and said," We don't have to worry about finding people. The most suitable person is the hundred-year-old Western chivalrous long-armed floating old man, Yu Cheng, in Donghai. If he can come, it's not a problem for him to support both families with one hand!" However, it was too far away and he was afraid that it would be too late. Sigh, there were two more, and they were both nearby. One of them was from Yangzhou. His name was the Great Judge, the Flying Hero Miao Ze, Miao Runyu. It was said that Old Swordsman Miao had a deep friendship with the North Hero Akita. If he was invited to mediate, it would not be a problem. To be on the safe side, there was one more person, Sima Kong of South Kunlun. He was from this street and lived in the Lotus Temple on the top of the Wang Peak outside the South Pass. It was also very appropriate to invite him out to mediate. What does big brother think?"
"That's great!" Dongxia nodded and praised. But I don't have any friendship with him!" "First time, second time. You don't know him, but I do. I'll take this opportunity to invite him."
After discussion, they decided to send Hou Erxia to Yangzhou with heavy gifts to invite Old Swordsman Miao, while Zhang Zimei and Tong Lin went to invite Nanxia Sima Kong. He pressed them down.
Only Zhang Zimei and Tong Lin were sent out of the south gate with heavy gifts and rushed to Lotus Temple.
When he arrived at Lotus Temple, he saw that the temple was really big. The golden roof and vermilion doors were all closed. The two of them came to the temple door and knocked on the door knocker. Not long after, a young Taoist priest came out. The old Taoist priest looked at Zhang Zimei and Tong Lin and asked,""Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate! Patron, who are you looking for?" "We came to see Sima Kong," Zhang Zimei replied.”"You came at a bad time. My master went out.”the little old Daoist replied. "Do you know where he went?”Zhang Zimei asked again. "I can't say for sure." "When will you be back?" "The date of his return is uncertain. Sometimes, when the old man is happy, he won't come back for three to five days.”"Where do you think he might have gone?" Zhang Zimei asked again.”"Maybe…two miles from here, there's a West Lake teahouse. He often goes there to drink tea and play chess.”When Zhang Zimei heard this, she quickly presented the gift and said,""This is a small gift from us to the old man. Please accept it!”"No, no, no. Master has said that we are not allowed to accept gifts from anyone when he is not at home!”The little old Daoist hurriedly waved his hand to refuse. "We are an exception," Zhang Zimei added. Your master and I are sworn brothers, take it!”The little old Daoist accepted the gift helplessly. After Zhang Zimei and Tong Lin thanked him, they turned around and ran to the West Lake Teahouse.
The two of them rushed to the teahouse to take a look. This place was really not bad. The teahouse was also very beautiful. Half of it was in the water, and the other half was on land. Sitting in this teahouse and drinking tea was really a different flavor.
The two of them entered the teahouse one after another and searched the tables. There was nothing. Zhang Zimei was worried. He hurriedly called the waiter over and asked,""Buddy, has Sima Kong been here?" "He didn't come. He came every day, but he didn't come today. This wasn't half of the game he had played yesterday. He had said that he would come to play today, but he hadn't come yet.”
Whether or not he found Nanxia, let's see the next chapter.
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