Martial Arts: This world is different

Chapter 54
Lin Hu is very busy with everyone these days, sometimes he also sighs, how famous is the Shaolin sect in the Jianghu?But in the face of Jinyiwei, he had to compromise and give in, which shows that the authority of the government is still different, and this also strengthens his determination to stand out in the Jinyiwei.

In addition, Lin Hu found that Nangong Shaoqing seemed to be avoiding him for the past few days. Although he used to have a cold attitude towards people, it has become particularly obvious towards Lin Hu recently.

"Sure enough, he also noticed it." Lin Hu understood this in this way. Based on what happened last time, combined with various abnormalities in Nangong Shaoqing for a long time, Lin Hu preliminarily guessed that Nangong Shaoqing might be a female companion in men's clothing.

This kind of thing has only been seen in film and television novels before, but I didn't expect it to happen to me this time. It is indeed a bit magical, but judging from various signs, it seems that there is only such an answer.

In addition to this matter, Lin Hu passed by Shaolin's Sutra Pavilion several times during the search in the past few days. When he thought of the famous 72 stunts and cheats stored in it, Lin Hu felt itchy, especially when he had seen it with his own eyes before. The Shaolin group of monks fought against Zhang Wanan, and the Shaolin stunts displayed by those people were all exquisite, which further stimulated Lin Hu's desire to take a peek.

However, the Shaolin faction also knew the importance of the Sutra Pavilion, especially in the past few days when Jin Yiwei was searching the temple, and there were many outsiders, so the Shaolin side specially sent more than a dozen monks to guard it in shifts, and Weng Honglie also had instructions, without his orders, No one is allowed to enter the Sutra Pavilion at will. Jinyiwei's internal laws are extremely strict, and the consequences for anyone who dares to openly disobey orders are not trivial. Therefore, even though Lin Hu was itchy, he did not dare to act rashly for a while.

That day, Lin Hu finished his official business and happened to be free, so he came to the courtyard of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to take a look. From a distance, he saw two warrior monks holding sticks standing at the gate of the courtyard guarding him. Lin Hu knew that there were also people patrolling the courtyard. It is heavily guarded, and it is impossible for outsiders to enter.

"Don't think about it, you can't get in." At this moment, Lin Hu suddenly heard someone talking behind him, and turned his head to see a young monk sitting on the wall not far away. He looked about 20 years old and born. Sword eyebrows and tiger eyes, quite heroic, but there are some freckles on the face, which seems a bit of a fly in the ointment.

Lin Hu couldn't help asking at the time: "Are you talking to me?"

"Nonsense, is there anyone else here besides you and me?" The young man looked at the Buddhist scriptures pavilion while talking, his legs were still shaking, and he seemed to be quite contemptuous of Lin Hu.

"The little monk speaks aggressively, do you know who I am?"

"Lin Hu from Jinyiwei, if I didn't know you, would I take the initiative to talk to you? I don't have that much free time."

Lin Hu almost lost his temper at the time, thinking that this little monk was quite a stinky fart, and he didn't seem to care about himself at all in his words, but for some reason Lin Hu didn't dislike him very much, and immediately asked: "Then what?" What is your legal name?"

"The sky is clean, clean and clean."

"Oh, it's from the Tianzi generation, so who is your master?"

"You've seen it before, the drunken monk Jishan."

Lin Hu couldn't help being startled when he heard that, the drunken monk Jishan fought against Zhang Wan'an that day, and the strength he showed was astonishing, and Lin Hu was very impressed. He didn't expect that this Tianjing was actually his disciple, and he couldn't help but look at him differently for a while.

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Looking for you."

"Find me?"

"That's right, I heard that you caught Uncle Jiming. Even my master said you are different, so I'm a little curious and want to meet you for a while."

As soon as Lin Hu heard that the other party seemed to want to challenge him for a martial arts competition, he immediately said, "Little monk, do you know the consequences of fighting with me?"

"It's not that I want your life, I just want to learn from you. Of course, you want to be a coward. If you don't dare to compare me, you won't force yourself. It's just a good time to mock my master's way of looking at people."

Lin Hu was very angry this time, and thought that this little monk really had some skills to piss people off. He looked at his words and felt that the other party seemed to have no malicious intentions. He was now a member of Jinyiwei, and he didn't even dare to be a young monk from Shaolin Temple. It would be too unreasonable to fight against each other. Thinking of this, Lin Hu said: "Okay, then let's discuss and learn from each other, but let's explain in advance, let's go to the end."

"Don't worry, I'm a monk, I won't take your life easily."

Lin Huxin said that listening to your tone, it seems that whether you want your own life or not depends entirely on your own thoughts. The arrogance of this little monk is comparable to that of Zhang Wan'an, but since he is Jishan's apprentice, maybe he really has something special. In this place, I have to be careful. Fortunately, I still have the trump card of Huagong Dafa.

In this way, the two of them came to an open space on the side, and Lin Hu asked, "Competing fists or kicks or weapons?"

"Fist and kick, knives and guns have no eyes, it will be bad if it hurts you."

In fact, what Tianjing said was nothing in itself, but when he said it, there was always such a provocative meaning. Lin Hu couldn't help shaking his head at that time, then he took off his saber and put it aside, and made a gesture at Tianjing. please gesture.

"You should be at the Yaoguang Realm, so I have a higher cultivation base than you, so you should make the first move."

As soon as Lin Hu heard that the young monk knew him quite well, it seemed that he had come prepared. Lin Hu thought that he didn't know the opponent's background, so he decided to strike first. Thinking of this, he was not polite, and immediately threw his fist at Tianjing. go.

"Yo, Fuhu Fist, it's really tricky." Seeing this, Tian Jing muttered, and then used Fuhu Fist to fight back.

After a few moves, Lin Hu was secretly taken aback. Tianjing's Crouching Tiger Fist was much better than his own. It's no wonder that the opponent was arrogant. His strength is at the Kaiyang state?Perhaps higher, it is rare to have such a cultivation level at his age, he is worthy of being the apprentice of the drunken monk Jishan, but Lin Hu is still a little unwilling, his own strength is more than that, thinking of this, he is in Fuhu Fist It began to be mixed with Kowloon Lion Kung Fu.

"Well, what kind of exercise is this?" At that time, Tianjing's expression also changed. It was obvious that he didn't know much about the martial arts of the Wudang School. Lin Hu's confidence was greatly increased at that time, and he immediately launched a fierce attack.

This time Tianjing did not dare to be negligent, and immediately switched to his most proficient Shaolin Arhat Fist to meet the enemy, and Lin Hu tasted the dessert. At that time, he was eclectic. Using the lightness kung fu of "ghost shadow possessing form", he circled the sky and turned left and right, making the opponent's eyes dazzled.

However, Monk Tianjing's martial arts are indeed unique. When he saw Lin Hu's various martial arts, if he followed his rhythm, he would suffer a disadvantage. Good Arhat boxing, after all, its basic skills are deeper, and gradually gained the upper hand.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought for more than 40 rounds. Lin Hu made a careless move, and Tian Jing seized the opportunity to hit Lin Hu in the abdomen with a punch. However, Lin Hu didn't feel any better, and Tian Jing jumped up in pain. .

(End of this chapter)