Seeing that someone had spoken, they gradually stopped cursing, but they still looked at me with disdain.
I didn't have a good impression of that old monk to begin with. Now that I heard him talk about my sect, I felt even more displeased with him and despised him. So many people were looking down on him. He looked at Zhiyin with disdain and said,"Isn't the last person standing in a martial arts competition the winner? What ethics? What was the purpose of the competition? Isn't it to increase my actual combat experience and increase my life insurance when I travel the martial world in the future? Why am I so shameless? I sacrificed my reputation in exchange for the health of others. You, a monk, don't praise me for doing good for the orthodox martial arts world. You even say that I'm humiliating my sect. Besides, I'm the one who practiced the martial arts that I was beaten up. It has nothing to do with my sect. I'll take responsibility for what I do. It doesn't matter to my wife and children. You, a monk, don't even know this. How can you say that? No wonder you're the junior brother and Master Zhishan is the senior brother. Look, this is the difference!”As I said that, I pretended to look at Master Zhishan with an aggrieved expression.
Zhiyin was stunned by my words and stood there speechlessly. She didn't have the majesty of the Lion's Roar at all. She didn't expect that I would have so many reasons to trick him in front of all the heroes in the world. Moreover, after talking for a while, it seemed that I had wronged him. Every word I said was reasonable. Helplessly, I could only look at Master Zhishan.
When Master Zhishan saw me looking at him, his expression didn't change at all. Look, this is the sect leader. He's not a disciple of his own sect, but he doesn't feel sorry for me. He then looked at Zhiyin, stood up from his seat and said to the heroes of the world,""Amitabha. What little benefactor said is not without reason. In the arena competition, one should make moves according to one's will. The martial arts of each sect has its own characteristics. Although little benefactor's move is a little immoral, it may also be the style of their sect.”
When I heard that, I was also unhappy. Yesterday, I was almost killed by someone here. At that time, why didn't anyone stand up and say a word? Today, I only injured one person and only used a layer of martial arts. They all said that I was like this in this world. It seems that I can't do it without money and power!
I immediately said,"Was it a little too heavy?" "When someone hit me yesterday, why didn't anyone say that it was a little heavy? If it wasn't for Master spoiling me when I was young and giving me a lot of medicine, that punch would have sent me to heaven. In this Martial Arts Circle Convention, how many people would dare to take that punch yesterday?“
When the heroes in the meeting heard this, they obediently shut their mouths that they wanted to curse. Wudang would also lose face. Wasn't it obvious that they were bullying others with their power and that Wudang was pretending? However, Sect Leader Qing Song couldn't say anything. Although my words didn't sound pleasant to the ears, as the Alliance Master, he couldn't make things difficult for a junior like me in front of all the heroes in the world.
Hong He was also looking at me with an evil smile."Kid, you're good. You're so despicable.”
I also smiled at him, staring straight at him as if to say: "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. I only know a little.”
Master Zhishan sighed and said," Little benefactor, you have a point. That's right. Life and death are decided by fate in the arena competition. There's no need for the audience to say anything. Zhiyin, you can leave now. The martial arts competition will continue."”
The Kongtong Sect's expression was the worst. I was the one who attacked their sect's disciple, but since the owner of this territory had said so, they couldn't say anything more. All of them stared at me with tense faces, as if I was their enemy who killed their father.
I was overjoyed in my heart. I smiled evilly as I looked at those people from the Kongtong Sect who were staring at me fiercely."Haha, are you stupid? I have a friendship with Master Zhishan!“
While everyone was discussing, Gong Sun Long finally woke up and slowly got up. His body was indeed as strong as a mountain. Gong Sun Long, who had just gotten up, roared and ran towards me.
As Gong Sun Long let out a hoarse roar, his fist danced in the air and rushed towards me crazily, wanting to tear me into pieces.
Of course, I could tell that this was the Kongtong Sect's secret technique, the Seven Wounds Fist. The fist technique was fierce and fierce, and anyone who was hit by it would be injured. How could I be willing to fight him head-on? Using my excellent qinggong to fight guerrilla warfare with Gongsun Long in the arena, he wouldn't be able to hit me with my movement technique.
Below the stage, the heroes were already gnashing their teeth in hatred. Their curses became louder as Gong Sun Long attacked crazily. The Kongtong Sect took the lead and shouted,"Kill that despicable brat! Capture that shameless fellow! Capture this sinister bitch! Finally, it became a unified voice,"Kill him! Kill him!“
I stole a glance at the audience. Other than Qiong Ya, Hong He, and the others, there were also those sect masters. Four-fifths of the people below the stage were cheering for Gong Sun Long. They wanted to make this despicable brat's skin thin and tendons cramp. I was overjoyed. I didn't expect my popularity to be so high! The heroes below the stage were all cheering for Gong Sun Long with all their might, but all they could say was," Kill me, kill me!"
'I'm just a bad example for them. It's fine if they don't like me, but they actually asked Gong Sun Long to tear me into pieces. They're simply inhumane. At the very least, they should leave my corpse intact.'
After the two of them spun around the stage for more than ten rounds, Gong Sun Long's punching speed slowed down. He was already panting a little. It was difficult for him. The Kongtong Sect's Seven Wounds Fist always hurt oneself first before hurting others. If one wanted to hurt others, they would hurt themselves first. The higher the realm of the fist technique, the deeper the damage to one's internal organs. Judging from Gong Sun Long's face, he should have practiced the fist technique to the sixth or seventh level. When he got up, he hurt himself first before coming up to attack me. However, after chasing me for so long, he didn't hit me at all. I feel that it's not worth it for him.
I didn't have time to think. While he was gasping for breath, I suddenly dashed forward and kicked him in the crotch. Gong Sun Long screamed and knelt on the ground while hugging his crotch.
I kicked again, and Gong Sun Long screamed again. He was thrown twenty feet away, and his belly was facing the sky. He slid for a distance, and his upper body was hanging outside the arena.
Zhiyin, that old monk, was humiliated by my words just now. How could he dare to say anything more now? The heroes below the stage were already shouting loudly, calling me despicable. Some of them were so angry that they directly cursed Gong Sun Long for being useless.
When Gong Sun Long heard this, he roared in anger and got up again. He charged at me. I didn't confront him directly and used guerrilla tactics to deal with him again. He was so angry that he roared and scolded me for being shameless. I didn't care at all. He could scold me however he wanted, as long as he didn't scold his sect or family.
While I was dodging, I hit him from time to time. He was furious, but he was helpless. After a while, Gong Sun Long couldn't take it anymore. He panted and his punches became weak. He began to stagger. I suddenly rushed forward and hit his lower body again. His miserable cry sounded again. Then I condensed my fist and hit his chin. Gong Sun Long groaned and fell to the ground.
This time, Gong Sun Long probably won't be able to get up because he has already fainted. With the internal injuries of the Seven Injured Fist and my beating, it's really amazing that he didn't faint.
Zhiyin's sonorous voice rang out,""Wang Zilong wins this match!“
In an instant, the audience began to curse loudly. If it wasn't for the fact that the sect leaders of the various sects were present, perhaps everyone below the stage would have already found something to throw at me. When I heard the result, I didn't move at all. I still looked at the audience with a smile on my face. Then, I raised my hands and spun in a circle on the spot. This angered the heroes below the stage to death. They were all secretly praying for the unlucky person who would fight me next time.
"Let the next match begin!" Zhiyin said. "Only then did the restlessness below the stage gradually calm down.
When I returned to the stage, I saw Hong He walking towards me with Qiong Ya and the others. Hong He patted my shoulder and said,"Not bad, brother, you're not wrong. You're a good man who values friendship and loyalty. Yesterday, you said that you wouldn't let us worry about you no matter how powerful your opponent was. Today, you've made everyone in the conference worry about your opponent. Not bad, not bad. Although brother's means are a bit special, you didn't let us down. You defeated Gong Sun Long who was as strong as an ox. What a rare good brother and a good man!“
Long Xin and Meng Jiao scoffed at Hong He's words. I smiled and said,"I also didn't expect that guy to be so strong. If I were to fight him directly, I would have to expend a lot of energy. It's very easy to defeat him like this. I have to do more in the future. Good brother, good man. I am, but this is only for my own brothers and women.
Hong He looked at me and felt warmth in his heart. He patted my shoulder.
Good brother, a look, a thought, a word, a matter, is enough to make a brother give up his life for you.
Qiong Ya had already reached me and pounced into my arms, afraid that something would happen to me. Looking at her flustered appearance, I said to her in my heart,"Qiong Ya, in this life, I will never let myself lose you.”
Meng Jiao also said childishly,"Hmph, she has been waiting for you for half a day, but you carried her first. Master has already asked me to go over. She was still waiting for you here. I didn't expect you to be so heartless.”As she spoke, she walked towards her master.
I immediately looked at Qiong Ya in my arms and Qiong Ya nodded at me. I also knew that Meng Jiao was joking when she was angry. Her relationship with Qiong Ya would not be so petty, so I chased after her. When I passed by Long Xin, I even gave her a bad look. However, her gaze towards me was filled with disdain and disgust.
However, we didn't know that on the other side of the venue, a pair of vicious eyes were staring at me.
I pulled Meng Jiao's hand and walked to the front of Priestess Jingtian. Celestial Master Jing probably saw my despicable behavior in the battle just now and didn't even want to talk to me. He glared at Meng Jiao with a livid face and said,""Mengjiao, in broad daylight, in front of all the heroes in the world, how can a woman like you do such a shameless thing? Don't forget that you are still a disciple of Emei. You are losing face for Emei Sect. Now, you dare to disobey your master's words for this kid. Do you still recognize me as your master?”
Although Meng Jiao was lively, she had grown up in Emei and had a pure and lovely heart. After listening to Nun Jingtian's words, she felt wronged. She was smiling happily just now, but now she looked at her master with tears in her eyes.
Nun Jingtian also knew that her disciple was simple-minded. How could she not know what she was thinking when she had raised her child? Even if he couldn't guess it completely, how could he not know the personality of the child he had raised? Looking at Meng Jiao's tearful appearance, Nun Jingtian couldn't bear it and wanted to say something considerate.
Actually, at this moment, the one who couldn't bear it the most was me.
"Mengjiao, why do you think you're so mesmerized by this pervert? Look at how badly he humiliated Gongsun Long of the Kongtong Sect on the stage just now. Look at his moves. They were all so despicable and shameless. He was a man, yet he was so cunning in front of all the heroes in the world. Moreover, there were two women beside him. Did he look like a good person to you? You said that he saved you that night and that's why you have such a good impression of him. I think that night, he found someone to catch and bully you. This kind of pervert is a typical beast in human disguise. Meng Jiao, don't be deceived by his appearance!”Jingchen's Third Brother and Eighth Brother shouted at the top of their lungs. They were even more lethal than the Buddhist Lion's Roar of that old bald donkey, Zhi Yinzhi.
I, who had never been afraid of anyone with my words, would not back down after hearing that shrew Jingchen's bullying words. Immediately, he grabbed Meng Jiao's trembling hand and gave her a calm look. Then, he turned to look at that shrew, Jing Chen, with an evil smile on his face.
Meng Jiao's master is like a parent to her. I give her face, and although she also gives me face, but, damn it, what's a martial uncle like you? I didn't care much. I slowly raised my other hand and pointed at that shrew, Jing Chen. I looked at her coldly and said,"Gongsun Long of the Kongtong Sect? Did I insult him? Life and death depended on fate in the arena competition. This was a truth that had never changed for thousands of years. Moreover, he was not dead. The Kongtong Sect Master had not even said anything. What were you shouting for? You seem so nervous about him. Could it be that you're his old flame? Oh, I forgot. The age difference between the two of you is too big. Are you having an affair now? Oh, it's okay. This is your business. I don't care. I don't want to know if there's an affair. But you said that I'm despicable, shameless, and scheming. I admit that I'm despicable and shameless, but how did I scheme against others? Weren't there so many people staring at him from below the arena? Are you blind? I have a lot of women. Yes, if you have the guts, why don't you find a few men? Do you think others are going to be so flirtatious as to interfere in your private affairs? I never said that I was a good person, so why are you shouting here? You tomboy pretending to be virtuous. You can think whatever you want about what happened that night. You're just an old shrew. Go ask Master Zhishan who I was with that night. If you don't know, don't be so cocky here. I'm a beast in human form, so you're a big-breasted brainless man. I'm a shameless pervert, so you're a prostitute!”
" You…"
"What about me? " I'll make it clear first. I didn't do anything to you. Don't you dare do this here. I'm not interested in being an old virgin. Give up on this idea. Don't seduce me!"“
"You…you're shameless!“
"Thank you, this Young Master is worthy of it.”
"B * tch, I want to go out for the martial arts world, you b * tch! I'm going to kill you! "Jingchen finally couldn't take it anymore. He didn't care about the face of his Senior Sister Sect Leader and the Emei Sect and shouted to kill me.
Meng Jiao, who was beside her, was already dumbfounded. Meanwhile, Priestess Jingtian was also helpless. Everyone could see that it was Jingchen, that shrew, who provoked me first. Although she was a sect master, she was indeed not good at scolding and mediating. Let us fight. This was not good. Come up and ask us to stop fighting. This was not realistic. She was helpless and was making a difficult choice. Should she help reason instead of her relatives? Or should he help his parents instead of reason? After all, I didn't do anything overboard to the Emei Sect in the beginning. I even saved my disciple, but Jingchen scolded me. This is a difficult problem.
The people in the conference had already turned their heads to watch us fight with words and didn't care much about the competition on the stage. I couldn't help but sigh at how popular I was. I was a highlight wherever I went. This time, I had raised the popularity of your Emei Sect. Look at how Jingchen didn't thank me and even beat me up. I avoided her aggrievedly. Why did she say that she wanted Mengjiao to dump me every time we met? Could this old virgin have some ulterior motive? Could it be that she has been unable to forget me ever since the first time she saw me? She misses me day and night, and then…Thinking of this, I suddenly shivered. Oh my god, what am I thinking? Oh my god, if this old virgin likes me, I might as well be slapped to death by her!
Looking at the hatred in her eyes, I knew that my thoughts were all bullshit! That gaze of his was as if he wanted to eat me alive. He was in a good mood and no longer worried about nothing. He dodged and said,"Did the heavens make a mistake? I think you must be wild. God didn't notice and threw you into a woman's stomach. So be it. When you come out, you look like a man. Did you mix with the wrong kind? "No wonder you became a Taoist nun now. No one wants you. Do you need me to talk to my neighbor, Wang Cai, and ask him to bear another child with you? In this way, you won't let down God's kindness. You won't have to waste your time in this world. You can also experience the joy of being a woman. Don't worry. Wang Cai is absolutely healthy and has no disease. He's rich and has been a repeat offender. He will definitely let you succeed on your first try. There won't be any sequelae. The bastard you give birth to will definitely be one in a hundred and will be famous for eternity." It was all-encompassing! Don't disappoint the heavens.”
I used the name of the heavens to make the shrew heat up and lose her temper. At this moment, the sky flashed, and then there was a flash of thunder, but there was no sign of rain. I naturally took this as a response from the heavens to me. Child, don't be so polite.
The people from the various sects and those who were close to me couldn't help but laugh out loud when they heard my words. Jingchen was so angry that she had lost her rationality. She only had eyes for killing me. I looked at her and saw that she dared to scold me. This was the consequence. When Jingtian heard the laughter of the heroes and the words that I had said just now, she finally couldn't help but decide to attack. However, she still underestimated me. Before she attacked, I had already sensed that something was wrong. I picked up the still shocked Mengjiao and used Cloud Ladder to rush up. When he was thirty to forty feet away, he changed to the Swallow Picking Technique and floated past all the people. He was already at the side of the Red River in the distance. His aura was quite like that of a hero, making Qiong Ya, who was beside him, dizzy.
Yesterday, Abbot Zhishan said that my Lightness Skill was good, but she didn't expect that I had already reached such a realm. I could use Cloud Ladder to change my body movements in the air. She was helpless and disappeared halfway through her move. How ironic was this for the sect leader? The people of Wudang were all shocked and wondered how I knew Cloud Ladder of Wudang. Jingchen, that shrew, also lost her mind after being scolded by me. Now that she saw me leaving, she only saw me after searching for a long time. She immediately rushed out of the crowd. Because of this, she directly injured a few onlookers. She screamed and was about to pounce on me. It could be seen how deep her hatred for me was. I asked you how deep you hate me. The moon represents your heart.
Seeing that Jingchen had hurt an innocent person, the heroes were not happy. More than half of the people in the hall surrounded the people of Emei to demand an explanation. If they were not satisfied, they would fight. I didn't expect so many people to support me. They were all so kind to help me fight. I couldn't help but be moved and cry bitterly. It seemed that it was good to have more people.
At this moment, except for Nun Jingtian who was surrounded by people, the other seven leaders of the eight sects stood up and looked at them. Then, they all said,"Retreat!" This time, most of the surrounding heroes retreated. I couldn't help but sigh that the eight great sects were indeed not to be underestimated. Their influence in the righteous path was indeed impressive. If I offended all of them in the future, I had to be careful.
Looking again, of the eight people that Jing Chen, that shrew, had injured, seven of them were disciples of the eight great sects. Moreover, they did not repeat themselves. This shrew, why was her luck so good? The last person was from Beggar's Sect.
At this moment, Master Zhishan stood up and said," Amitabha. The Martial Arts Circle Convention is held once every five years. The purpose is to meet friends through martial arts. The righteous sects will communicate and be united. Please do not cause trouble at the convention. Do not let the evil sect disciples in the crowd see you as a joke. If you have any grievances, please settle them privately after the convention. Shaolin Temple is not a place for you to cause trouble."”
Jingchen was also a little clear-headed. After listening to the abbot's words, she had no choice but to stop. She only stared at me from afar. It seemed that her hatred for me had deepened."We're both nuns. Why is the difference so big?”
I lowered my head and looked at Meng Jiao in my arms. I slowly kissed her peach-like lips and looked at her."Don't worry. I can tell that your master won't really blame you. Don't worry. She's your master, which is also my master. She will understand us. As for your martial uncle, we don't have to care about her.”
Meng Jiao looked at me, her eyes gentle like water. Finally, she nodded firmly, then slowly straightened her body and watched the competition with her.
The atmosphere had gradually improved. At this time, the top 16 competition was nearing its end. At this moment, there was a robust young man in his twenties on the stage. He did not seem to be from any sect. He was a head taller than his opponent. He had a burly figure and an imposing aura. He had a square face and was filled with fierceness. One look and one could tell that he was an expert. The other person stood opposite him. He was tall and thin. His hands and feet were long. Not only was his figure inferior to his opponent, but his body also seemed thin. Anyone who saw the two of them would know that he would definitely be the one to lose.
However, I didn't think so. I sensed a trace of hidden inner strength from the other person, which meant that the young man's inner strength was hidden. Moreover, it didn't seem to be weak. If it wasn't for my deep inner strength, I wouldn't have sensed it. You have to know that a true martial arts expert doesn't win or lose based on his body shape, but his inner strength. As long as his inner strength is deep, even a seven or eight-year-old child can easily take care of a few burly men.
The two people on the stage sized each other up for a while before the robust young man rushed up and punched out with his fists. Seeing him brandishing his fists that were even bigger than his opponent's and chasing his opponent around the stage, the heroes watching below had long gone crazy in their hearts, hating iron for not meeting steel.
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