Martial Arts Super Slap System

Chapter 52 Reincarnated God and Buddha!

"Benefactor? Do you want to forcibly break into the temple?"

The young monk in the lead suddenly straightened his face, and even raised an inexplicable aura!

"Boom! Boom!."

At this moment, silence is better than sound. Although no sound came out, Ye Xiuwen could feel the murderous aura from the 18 people.

This murderous aura was so terrifying that it actually formed a haze that filled the sky.

"Wucao, is this the legendary Eighteen Bronze Man Formation? I have long wanted to learn, to learn!"

Ye Xiuwen leaped back, posing with a starting hand, exactly the tiger shape in Xingyiquan.

There are three tiger poses, one is 'tiger up the mountain', the other is 'tiger down the mountain', and what Ye Xiuwen poses at this time is the appearance of a hungry tiger pouncing on its food.

The hungry tiger pounced on its food, showing its fierce appearance, but seeing Ye Xiuwen grabbing out his claws, bowing his body backward,
Then nothing happened, Ye Xiuwen had a pile of scriptures in his hands!
"Mist grass? What is this for?"

Ye Xiuwen looked at the scriptures and was completely overwhelmed. There were tadpoles densely packed on them that he couldn't understand.

"Amitabha! The abbot said: If the donor can recite all these scriptures, he will come out to see you! Namo Amitabha!"

"What do you mean? Let me recite scriptures? There are so many more?"

Ye Xiuwen counted it carefully, and there were eighteen books. He said, why are there eighteen little monks here, who are holding the scriptures and waiting for him!
"Paralysis, this is a trap!"

Ye Xiuwen scratched his head and finally realized that his whereabouts must have been revealed.

"What to do? What to do? System? Do you know the scriptures?"

"Ding dong! System prompt, super pretentious face slapping system, omniscient, omniscient!."

"Haha! I just like your bragging, you're turning me into the strength of Dou Zongqi right now?"

"Ding dong! The host's request is too difficult."

"Hey! Hey! I know that you are bragging, so let me solve these scriptures first,"

"Ding dong! The system prompts that every time a scripture is used, it will consume +100 points."

"Mist grass? So expensive?"

"Ding dong! The system prompts that these scriptures are all in Sanskrit, and the system needs to be translated, so the price is higher, and it can be seen that the old bald donkey doesn't want to see you, so he set up such a difficult problem,"

"Wucao, you scolded well! I have wanted to scold for a long time, but I just didn't think of it for a while!"

"What the hell, one scripture is 100 frames, and eighteen books is 1800 frames."

Ye Xiuwen was completely worried.

"Don't be embarrassed, if you can't recite it, please go back!"

Obviously, both the old monk and the young monk thought that Ye Xiuwen could not recite these eighteen scriptures, just to drive Ye Xiuwen away.

But as a monk, you have to be compassionate, and you can't chase him away, that's not kind, so Ye Xiuwen has a problem.

Even the eighteen young monks couldn't understand the eighteen Sanskrit scriptures, let alone Ye Xiuwen.

"Apostasy! I can recite the apostasy, but I just can't understand it? How about this? You read it for me!"

"puff!."

With Ye Xiuwen's words, all the young monks vomited blood and fell out.

"Amitabha, the little monk has little talent and little learning, it is not as good as the great wisdom of the almsgiver, you should see for yourself!"

The eighteen young monks retreated together, blocking the mountain path, and said nothing more.

"Don't talk anymore? How can I pretend to be aggressive? This is 1800 force? If I don't make money back, then I will pay for it?"

Ye Xiuwen rolled his eyes, randomly took out a book from among the scriptures, and walked forward.

"Come, come, come and see, this benefactor, I will do a trick for you,"

Ye Xiuwen was wandering around with the scripture, while the gazes of the eighteen young monks were attracted by Ye Xiuwen at the same time.

"Benefactor? You want to do a trick? How? Can you turn this scripture into a roast goose?"

"No, no, I guess this benefactor must be able to turn scriptures into roasted dog legs."

"No, it should be pork leg. I heard from the benefactor at the foot of the mountain that they call it elbow. The elbow is delicious."

Eighteen young monks had greedy faces, but Ye Xiuwen just read scriptures when he went up.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Every little monk got hit on the head.

"Benefactor? Why did you beat us?" The little monk scratched his head in pain from the beating.

"Beat you, that's to make you enlightened, thinking about big fish and big meat every day, can you read scriptures well? You have to eat scriptures, and the scriptures taste like dog meat,"

"Hey!"

Ye Xiuwen tore off two pages of scriptures and stuffed them into his mouth. As a result, half of the eighteen young monks were about to cry bitterly.
"Hey? Oops? Donor? That's a manuscript,... Oops!."

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Ye Xiuwen casually uttered a scripture, and all the eighteen young monks stood at attention, all dumbfounded.

"Mistgrass? Don't be stupid? Tell me? How about it?"

But seeing that the standard has not increased, how can this work, Ye Xiuwen behaved very unrestrainedly, making all the young monks shout out loudly!
"Mistgrass, benefactor? You are so awesome? Are you? Are gods and Buddhas reincarnated?"

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host, you succeeded in pretending to be aggressive, and you got +50 in aggressiveness."

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host, you succeeded in pretending to be aggressive, and you got +60 in aggressiveness."

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host, you succeeded in pretending to be aggressive, and you got +100 in aggressiveness."

"Ding Dong,"

A little monk opened his mouth, and then Ye Xiuwen's forceful style began to refresh the screen, the lowest was fifty, and the highest was more than a hundred.

This is simply too cool, just a little pretending to be worth a thousand dollars.

"Hahaha! Come on, you guys try too, there are more!"

Ye Xiuwen pointed at the scriptures in that place, and all the young monks frantically snatched them up. He will no longer be afraid of being scolded by his master for not being able to memorize the scriptures!

"Hehe! Good, good,"

Ye Xiuwen was very happy, while the little monk was eating there, he swaggered straight to the main hall! .
(End of this chapter)