Martial Arts: Opening Awakening

Chapter 152 Let go of that girl
Jiangnan discovered that there were two small characters engraved on the rapier of the sleeve arrow: Gongshu.

Jiangnan is no stranger to the word "Gongshu".

The first weapon casting family in the Great Zhou Dynasty was the Gongshu family.

It is said that at least half of the magical weapons handed down in the world were forged by the Gongshu family.

A good weapon can greatly increase the combat power of a warrior.The status of the Gongshu family, which specializes in forging magical weapons, in the Jianghu can be seen from this.

Jiang Nan did not expect that this little sleeve arrow was produced by the Gongshu family.

Immediately, without hesitation, he took off all the sleeve arrows and machine guns on the flamboyant man.

This is good stuff!

Even if Jiangnan's current martial arts is not useful, it is still very good to give it away or auction it.

The transmitter bracket on the fluffy man's back is fixed on the body with soft animal leather straps. To take it off intact, he must take off the fluffy man's coat completely.

Jiang Nan lifted the flamboyant man's neck with one hand, and untied the flamboyant pink shirt with the other.

Suddenly there was an angry shout in the ear:

"Bold pervert, let go of that girl!"

Is this talking about me?

Jiang Nan looked up in astonishment, and found that seven or eight feet away, there was a young monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe at some point.

Seeing Jiangnan stop, the young monk rushed to Jiangnan in two or three steps.

After seeing the blood in the throat of the flamboyant fan, it turns out that the "girl" in pink has already turned into a corpse.

Can't help saying angrily:

"Well, you bastard! You don't even let a corpse go!"

The young monk was filled with righteous indignation and was gearing up, as if he was about to attack Jiangnan.

Jiang Nan rolled his eyes helplessly.

Regardless of the integrity of the sleeve belt, he directly tore off the flamboyant man's clothes.

"what--"

The young monk exclaimed, and hastily covered his eyes with his palms.

but.

I don't know if he was afraid of Jiangnan's sneak attack or plot, or something else.

Immediately, he quietly stretched his blindfolded fingers open a slit, and subconsciously looked in the direction of Jiangnan.

The purpose of entry is a piece of white flowers.

"Ok?"

The young monk was taken aback.

I thought my eyes were blurred.

The corpse in the pink clothes was white and white, but there seemed to be something missing in the chest area.

In amazement, the monk took off his palm covering his eyes, took a closer look, and was suddenly stunned.

Where is this "girl"?
It is clearly a man!
The monk complained in his heart why a man was wearing a pink dress and looked fairer than a woman, and reprimanded Jiangnan in disgust:
"Okay! You don't even let a man go!"

Jiangnan: "..."

"Master, do you have some misunderstanding?"

"I just want to take off the mechanism on this corpse."

As Jiang Nan spoke, he didn't care about the integrity of Ji Kuo's belt, he directly pulled Ji Kuo off the flamboyant man and shook it towards the monk.

The monk was slightly embarrassed, his expression was embarrassing, and his face flushed.

However, soon, the monk's face turned cold again, and he snorted coldly:
"Even if he is not a prostitute, he is still a strong man who kills and steals money!"

When encountering such a wonderful thing, Jiang Nan was also speechless.

He said directly: "It's none of your business?!"

"Hmph! What the poor monk cultivates is compassion and overcomes the suffering of all sentient beings. When he sees a wicked person like you, he naturally has to take care of him." The monk snorted coldly, and said righteously:
"Although the poor monk does not kill, he can still send you to the government, and the government will punish you for the sake of the people."

"Are you going to catch him without a fight, or let the poor monk take you down?"

As he spoke, the monk's body was slightly arched, his right arm was slanted horizontally, and he assumed a posture ready to strike at any time.

"Wicked?"

Jiang Nan muttered to himself, stood up, pointed at the corpse on the ground, and asked the monk solemnly:

"Monk, do you know the identities of these people?"

"The poor monk just came here, and he doesn't know these people, how do he know?" The monk shook his head.

"If you don't know, how can you be sure that the people I killed were not evil people?" Jiang Nan asked, "Could it be that only you, the monk, are required to eliminate harm for the people, and no one else is allowed?"

"Don't make excuses for the benefactor. The poor monk believes that his eyes can't make mistakes." The monk said firmly.

"Then there is something wrong with your eyes." Jiang Nan shook his head: "These are all water bandits who robbed houses on the long river. They killed countless people and did all kinds of bad things. Do you think they should be killed?"

The monk's expression changed slightly, his eyes glanced at the two female corpses of Jinlian and Ping'er on the ground, his expression became firm again, and he retorted: "That's all your own side. Among the water bandits who robbed houses, how could there be such a beautiful... um, Delicate woman?"

"And this... young master." The monk pointed to the flamboyant man next to Jiangnan.

"Looking at his appearance, he is obviously the son of a rich family, and there is absolutely no way he has anything to do with water bandits."

"Besides, even if it is really a water bandit, you should take it down and hand it over to the government. Instead of killing it directly."

"The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, and killing is a sin."

"Even the government doesn't kill all the bandits at once. The crime must be interrogated first, and then the sentence will be made according to the severity of the crime."

"What's the difference between a benefactor and a villain who kills like this?"

The monk went round and round, and finally put Jiangnan into the ranks of "wicked people".

Jiang Nan was completely speechless.

When encountering such a thing, you can only admit that you are unlucky.

"So, no matter what, you have to do it?" Jiang Nan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Benefactor, put down the butcher knife and turn around."

The monk did not answer directly, but said a Zen language.

"Why not, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately?" Jiang Nan asked in surprise.

Usually, when monks persuade wicked people, don't they always say this?

"Buddha has a destined person, but the opportunity to be a benefactor has not yet come." The monk replied lightly.

"Then when will the opportunity come?" Jiang Nan asked with interest.

"Amitabha!"

The monk chanted the Buddha's name and said solemnly: "The Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it."

"For the matter of chance, the donor needs to realize it."

"I understand that you are paralyzed!" Jiang Nan cursed.

After wasting my tongue for a long time, all I got was a bluff.

"The benefactor really has deep-rooted evil thoughts and is stubborn! Today, let the poor monk..."

Before the monk finished speaking, a ray of sword light suddenly flashed in front of him.

But Jiangnan finally couldn't bear it anymore and shot directly.

Jiang Nan has no prejudice against monks.But for the hypocritical monk, Jiang Nan never liked it.

When the monk saw that Jiangnan dared to attack first, his face became even more angry. He put his hands together and wanted to clamp the long sword that Jiangnan stabbed with his palms.

The Jiangnan long sword turned slightly, facing the monk's closed palm with the blade.

"Chong-"

When the monk's palm gripped the blade, there was a sound of metal clashing.

then.

The long sword in Jiang Nan's hand was actually broken in two.

Jiangnan's long sword was obtained from the Scarface Swordsman of the Kongtong Sword Sect, and it is considered a rare sword.Not to mention cutting iron like mud, and colliding with most weapons, it will never suffer.

Unexpectedly, under the monk's pair of fleshy palms, it was broken directly.

Could it be.

This monk has become the legendary King Kong is not bad?
Jiang Nan's heart skipped a beat.

When I looked closely, I realized that where was the palm of the monk touching the blade?
It is obviously the rosary beads worn by the monk on both wrists.

The two strings of dark rosary beads are not common wood, but made of some special metal.

Apparently a monk's special weapon.

The monk pretended to bump the blade head-on with his palm, but actually hit it with the metal beads on his wrist.

The sword was thin and thin, so it was caught off guard by the metal bead string.

"What a sinister bald ass!"

Jiang Nan cursed inwardly.

It is normal for monks to hang beads on their hands for chanting sutras.

Generally, it is only used as a hidden weapon throwing.

Seeing a monk hitting a weapon head-on with his palm, he would only think that the opponent is relying on horizontal kung fu and wants to grab the sword with his bare hands.

Who would have thought that this bead string could be used in this way?
The monk obviously expected the long sword that would break Jiangnan.

Once he succeeded, when Jiang Nan was slightly stunned, the palms that had just collided immediately diverted to both sides, and directly grabbed Jiang Nan's arms.

With a wave of the half-broken sword in Jiang Nan's hand, he changed the stabbing into a chopping, and slashed directly at the monk's chest.

The monk didn't expect Jiang Nan to react so quickly.

If you don't block or dodge, when you grab Jiangnan's arms, you will definitely be stabbed by the broken sword in Jiangnan's hand.

The monk naturally didn't want to exchange injuries with Jiangnan.

He suddenly lowered his body to one side, avoiding the broken sword.

However, the action of grabbing Jiangnan's arms also failed.

One move failed, the monk did not stop, adjusted his posture, and hit Jiangnan with another palm.

Before the palm arrived, there was already a strong wind blowing to the face.

This monk is young, but he is also a master of the fourth-rank Longmen realm.

Jiang Nan was unafraid.

With a flick of the wrist holding the hilt of the sword, he let the broken sword fall to the ground, freed his hand, and waved his palm to meet it.

"boom--"

The two palms intersected, and both bodies were shocked.

Jiang Nan took three steps back, and the monk took two steps back.

"Subduing Dragon Palm?" The monk exclaimed in astonishment, "Are you a disciple of the Beggar Clan?"

"So what?" Jiang Nan asked indifferently.

"I heard that the old leader of your Beggar Clan passed away. Your Excellency didn't go to the general helm to attend the Beggar Clan meeting, but here to kill people and steal money..." The monk's eyes lit up suddenly: "Could it be that the thing in the legend is on these people?"

"what?"

Jiang Nan raised his brows.

There is already a faint guess in my heart.

Knowing what the monk said, it is probably the gourd lock that many forces are looking for.

"Haven't you found it yet?"

The monk frowned, and looked at the flirtatious man whose pink shirt had been torn on the ground.

When the monk came, he saw Jiang Nan looking for something on the man who was a fan.However, except for the Xiujian Jikuo, Jiangnan has not found the legendary thing.

Therefore, I thought that Jiangnan had not been found yet.

"What exactly are you talking about?" Jiang Nan looked blank.

"You really don't know?" the monk was dubious.

Then, without waiting for Jiangnan's answer, he said directly: "Forget it. After I take you down, I will find out after a search."

With a flip of the palm, he hit Jiangnan again.

The palm that collided just now made the monk realize that Jiang Nan's skill was obviously not as good as his own.

Even if the opponent uses the Jianglong Palm, the strongest palm in the world, it can't make up for the gap in skill.

The monk is sure to win.

Naturally, I don't want to talk more nonsense.

"boom--"

The palms of the two touched together again.

This time, Jiang Nan took four steps back, and the monk only took one step back.

Even if the skill of this monk is not as good as that of the snake-driving old man last night, it is not far behind.

Moreover, this monk obviously practiced powerful horizontal kung fu, and his physical body and strength were obviously much stronger than that of the snake driving old man.

Needless to say, the only one in the world that can teach such young Longmen disciples is the Great Zen Temple, which is known as the number one Zen temple in the world.

This monk must be a disciple of the Great Chan Temple.

Then, the horizontal kung fu practiced by this monk is very likely to be a golden bell cover stronger than the iron cloth shirt.

This golden bell cover was once stolen by Jiangnan from Huang Batian when he was in Danfeng City.

At that time, after the superposition, Jiangnan's iron cloth shirt directly reached the state of perfection.

Later, Jiang Nan also practiced for a long time, but his progress was slow.

In terms of defense, the gold bell cover, which is an advanced iron shirt, is naturally stronger.

Therefore, Jiangnan has been thinking about it all the time, when will he meet the monk who cultivates the golden bell jar again...

The monk didn't understand why Jiangnan's expression became more and more excited when he was constantly repelled by him and was obviously at a disadvantage.

Jiangnan was thinking about how to deal with this monk from the Great Zen Temple.

There are still five or six hours before the supernatural power cools down.

Zhou Xiaomeng was still waiting in that village.

He already had a captive Zhutouhuang, and it was obviously inconvenient to bring along a monk with obvious characteristics.

Being seen would probably bring trouble to the village or farmer who stayed there.

Meeting too many masters in one day is also a kind of happy trouble!

"boom--"

After clapping hands again, the monk suddenly stopped attacking.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Why the iron cloth shirt and golden bell jar of my Great Zen Temple?"

"Also, that strange power of yours is the great Vajra divine power lost in my Great Chan Temple?"

After a series of collisions, the monk had clearly seen Jiangnan's physical forging skills, and asked in amazement.

Iron cloth shirt, there are actually quite a few people in the world who can practice.But there are not many people who can practice to such a perfect state as Jiangnan, even in the Great Zen Temple.

And the golden bell cover belongs to the exclusive property of the Great Zen Temple, and there are basically no rumors in the world.

As for the supernatural power of King Kong, the monk is not sure, but only doubts.After all, after this magical skill was taken away by the Patriarch of the Vajra Sect, what the Great Chan Temple had was only fragments.

"none of your business!"

Jiang Nan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then spoke coldly again.

"boom--"

The palms of the two touched together again.

After experiencing head-to-head encounters with the old man who drives the snake, Jiang Nan seems to have liked this kind of meat-to-meat feeling.Compared with weapon warfare, it is easier to feel refreshed.

After more than ten strokes, the monk's face finally changed.

Subduing Dragon Palm consumes a lot of energy and physical strength, and monks who have learned from famous schools naturally know it.

For ordinary people, it is difficult to hit more than ten moves in a row.

But the man opposite him, who was younger than him, seemed to be tireless. Up to now, he had made at least thirty moves in a row.

The palms of the monk's hands had become swollen and numb from the collisions.

"Is that human being?!"

The monk sighed in amazement.

Suddenly there is a retreat.

This young man knows the martial arts of the Beggar Gang and the Great Chan Temple at the same time, there must be an astonishing secret behind it, and he must be captured alive and tortured to understand.

The monk has self-knowledge and knows his strength, but obviously he can't do this.

However, the monk and the elders of the master are nearby.

As long as the elders of the master sect make a move, the opponent will surely be unable to escape.

After thinking about it, the monk had already made up his mind and was about to evacuate tactically.Suddenly caught a glimpse of the movement of the person behind Jiangnan, and immediately changed his mind.

It turned out that the pig-headed Elder Huang who was knocked out by Jiangnan had woken up at some point.

At this time, he was winking at the monk, signaling him to lead Jiangnan over so that he could join forces for a sneak attack.

(End of this chapter)