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Seeing this scene, Abbot Xuan Ci couldn't help but cast a puzzled look at Xuan Du.

No wonder Qingfeng Temple dared to issue a challenge to Shaolin!

Among the younger generation of martial artists, it was truly difficult to find anyone who could match such a handsome martial artist.?However, before he could ask anything, he found that Xuandu was even more shocked than him!

Nothing else!

This was because Xuandu had personally come into contact with Chen Feng. No one knew Chen Feng's background better than him.

Back then, he was very sure that although Chen Feng had a strong internal energy, he clearly did not know any martial arts. Although he was very puzzled, it was still acceptable.

But today was different!

Looking at the light body technique that Chen Feng had just displayed, coupled with his steady footsteps, his arms were like a tiger as he walked.

No matter how he looked at it, he looked like an expert who had practiced martial arts for more than ten years!

Thinking of this, Xuandu had a terrifying guess!

That was, Chen Feng had turned from a rookie who did not know martial arts to a first-rate expert in just three days!

But how was this possible?

This was simply strange!

However, although he was unwilling to believe it, everything he saw with his own eyes told him that it was most likely true.

However, no matter how he thought about it, the following martial arts competition was unavoidable.

This was because the martial arts that Chen Feng had displayed had already won everyone's attention!

As expected!

At this moment, the commoners who were watching the commotion began to urge him.

"Could it be that this young man was sent by the Clear Wind Temple?”

"It feels a little dangerous!"

"Aiya, the Buddhist and Daoist sects are both concerned about kindness.”

"Hurry up and have a martial arts competition!"

Xuandu came back to his senses after hearing the discussions of the crowd. Then, he reported to the abbot,"Abbot, they're here. Why don't we just start?"

As he spoke, Xuandu looked in Chen Feng's direction with a strange expression.

Although he was also surprised at how strange Chen Feng was, the Shaolin Temple had a hundred years of history.

As the saying went, even a lion would use its full strength to hunt a rabbit. Today, Shaolin could not lose face!

However, what he did not notice was that Chen Feng did not panic at all in the face of his sharp gaze. Instead, he was a little excited.

It was as if victory was already in his grasp for the upcoming competition!

"Amitabha…Since Priest Chen was already here, let's begin.”

At this moment, looking at the sun that was gradually setting in the west, Abbot Xuan Ci nodded and spoke.

Although he was the abbot of Shaolin Temple and paid attention to compassion.

However, Shaolin's reputation was more important than his personal cultivation. Xuandu had already told him everything that had happened that day. Chen Feng seemed to have a deep grudge against Shaolin Temple.

If Shaolin Temple did not regain their dignity today, they would probably be at a disadvantage in the eyes of the people in the martial arts world.

More importantly, he had heard from Xuandu that Chen Feng seemed very strange!

That powerful internal strength must have been cultivated for many years. And today's competition was coincidentally brought up by the previous Abbey Dean, Qing Fengzi, so it was impossible for all of this to be unrelated.

Therefore, Shaolin had to be on guard today.

However, Chen Feng could not help but sneer at the anxiety in Xuandu and the others 'hearts.

Laugh!

Laugh to your heart's content!

Only when the Shaolin Temple went all out could he maximize the shock of defeating the Shaolin Temple!

At that time, Clear Wind Temple would have a place in the martial arts world, and its incense offerings would flourish again!

"The time has come. Prepare to enter the arena!”

It was also at this moment that Xuandu suddenly shouted. As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at the group of martial monks in the direction of Shaolin Temple. They were all eager to give it a try.

However, without the abbot's instructions, no one dared to go up first.

But at this moment…

"We'll go first!"

Suddenly, with a few shouts, the crowd automatically parted. Immediately after, a dozen bare-chested martial monks suddenly pushed the crowd aside and entered the arena.

These monks were different from the others. Their skin was glossy and smooth, as if they were sprinkled with tung oil every day.

With just a glance, he knew that they were all experts who practiced external techniques!

Shameless!

When the martial artists present saw these martial monks, they all spat in their hearts.?

Ordinary people could not see anything, but how could they not recognize it?

Your Shaolin Temple is one of the most powerful sects in the martial arts world. Now, in order to compete with a young hero in his teens, you actually invited the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple to come out.

Moreover, it seemed that these eighteen bronze men were only the vanguard.

In other words, Shaolin Temple was actually preparing to take turns to deal with Chen Feng?

This was too shameless!

At this moment, Xuandu and the others were the only ones left.

Seeing the eighteen bronze men go up on stage, Xuandu's face was filled with displeasure.

However, when he thought of Chen Feng's evil martial arts, he still signaled with his eyes. After receiving the instructions, the eighteen bronze statues immediately glanced at Chen Feng arrogantly. Then, they said in a clear voice,"Priest Chen! The day before yesterday, we heard that you were disrespectful to our Shaolin disciples! Every word you say is that you look down on Shaolin's martial arts! Then today, do you still think our Eighteen Bronze Men Formation is worthy of your attention?!”

"Are you done with your nonsense?"

However, in the face of the eighteen bronze statues 'questions, Chen Feng only stared at them calmly before speaking.

"You…!"

For some reason, the eighteen bronze statues subconsciously shut up when they saw Chen Feng's gaze.

It was as if Chen Feng's calm eyes were filled with a biting cold. After that, Chen Feng did not wait for them to say anything. He moved his feet and flew onto the stage!

The competition was about to start!

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