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When Wang Zhi walked up to him, he found that it was a young monk wrestling with a middle-aged man. ╔26nbsp;╗

The young monk was about fourteen or fifteen years old, with delicate features, wearing a khaki-colored monk robe, and had ring scars on his bald head.

The middle-aged man is only in his early forties, with a sturdy body. At this time, he has dragged his coat, revealing the strong muscles inside. Just looking at his figure, he is definitely the kind of Kong Wu.

At this time, the young monk and the middle-aged man were sitting on both sides of a stone table, and there was a vertical banner hanging on the side of the stone table, which read: Wrist wrestling to win or lose, 50 yuan each time, the handwriting is immature, look It looks like the handwriting of a little monk.

It stands to reason that it would be a bit difficult for the young monk to wrestle with a middle-aged man of about 40 years old at such a young age, but this is not the case. Standing on the spot, the face of the middle-aged man opposite him turned red, obviously struggling a lot.

"Isn't this little monk a bully?" Wang Zhi walked to the side and took a look, suddenly a little stunned. Although the little monk was only fourteen or fifteen years old, he had already reached the peak of his family, even more so than Bao Qinghen. Quite powerful, this kind of martial arts can be regarded as a genius in ancient times.

"Hee hee, it's really boring." Seeing that the middle-aged man couldn't move himself for three or four minutes, the little monk smiled softly, and without using any force, he easily broke off the middle-aged man's wrist.

"Good! The little monk is amazing." Seeing that the little monk won, some local tourists who knew the little monk applauded, but the middle-aged man and his friend who lost were dejected, paid 50 yuan, got up and left.

"Master, this little monk has great strength." Seeing this, Qian Senhu couldn't help but say, he doesn't know martial arts, so naturally he can't see the way of the little monk.

"Little monk, you are a bit unkind." Wang Zhi smiled, and instead of answering Qian Senhu, he said to the little monk with a smile.

"Amitabha. This benefactor is just joking. I have marked the price clearly. If the wisher takes the bait, there is nothing unkind." The little monk chanted a Buddha's name, and then said with a smile. Although he was chanting Amitabha, there was nothing in it The appearance of a Buddhist disciple.

"Okay, since that's the case, I'll compete with you. But first let me say that my betting stake is high, and 50 yuan is not enough." Wang Zhi didn't argue, but stepped forward and said.

"Okay, okay, tell me how much you bet. Is it one hundred or five hundred?" The little monk clapped his hands and shouted with joy instead of anger.

"Too little, too little." Wang Zhi shook his head and said disdainfully.

"Hey, it seems that the benefactor is a rich man, so how about betting on a bigger one, 1 yuan?" The little monk was full of joy, as if the [-] yuan had already become his pocket.

It's no wonder that Wang Zhi's kung fu has already been practiced to the point of returning to basics, as long as he doesn't fight or deliberately show off.Not to mention the little monk, even the inner masters can't see the clue, in fact, Wang Zhi is bullying the little monk, but the little monk bullied the ordinary people first, and Wang Zhi is repaying him in his own way , in the understanding of Buddhism, it can also be said to be karma.

"Ten thousand!"

Wang Zhi heard the words and glanced at the little monk and said, "Too few, it's not worth my shot."

"That's [-]. This is all my belongings. I can't take out any more." The little monk said with a sad face when he heard the words.

"How about this? If you lose, you can stay with me for three years. If you win, how about I give you 100 million?" To reach the peak of the external family, if he is trained, he will become a master of the internal family within three years.

Although he is now famous for Chinese medicine, martial arts is also the quintessence of the country.It would be great if he could find a good disciple to inherit the mantle. Originally, he was optimistic about Bao Qinghen, but Bao Qinghen was over thirty after all, and he was far behind the young monk.

"Okay, it's a deal." The little monk nodded and agreed after thinking for a while. If he wins, it will be 100 million.Losing is just following the other party for three years, which is too good a deal. Originally, he had the idea of ​​going out for a walk, but the abbot disagreed. Waist really lost, but Shi was willing to gamble and admit defeat, so no one else could say anything.

"Uncle Master, no!" Hearing the young monk's promise, a middle-aged monk beside him hurriedly shouted, the seniority of this young monk is not low.

"Tongue is dry, I need you to take care of my affairs." The young monk gave the middle-aged monk a displeased look, and said lightly.

"Hey!" The middle-aged monk heard the words, sighed, and left, apparently to find the young monk's master.

In fact, Wang Zhi didn’t know that this little monk was an orphan adopted by the abbot of this monastery, Master Wu Wu. Master Wu Wu is now more than 100 years old, and all his disciples have passed away long ago. Even the only remaining disciple and grandson are already 70 years old. Many years of advanced age.

Although this little monk did not worship Master Mo Wu as his teacher, everyone in the monastery regarded him as a close disciple of Wu Wu. This seniority is really high. No one can control the little monk except Wu Wu. Otherwise, why would the little monk No one came to talk about gambling in the middle of the temple gate.

"Hee hee, ignore him, let's continue." Seeing the middle-aged monk leaving, the young monk hurriedly said to Wang Zhi with a smile, looking a little impatient.

"Okay, let's start." Wang Zhi heard that the one who walked up to the stone table stepped up and sat down, and said softly, but he had other considerations in his heart. It seems that the little monk's temperament still needs to be honed. Otherwise, he must be a troublemaker in the future.

Seeing Wang Zhi sitting down, the little monk also sat down on the stone bench opposite Wang Zhi, and put his right hand on the stone table. The person's arms and knees are aligned, ready to start.

"It's started." Wang Zhi glanced at the little monk and said with a smile.

"Okay!" The little monk responded and began to apply force. It doesn't matter if he doesn't apply force. As soon as he started to apply force, a look of horror flashed on his face.

When wrestling with other people's wrists, the little monk didn't apply force first, relying on the strength of his arm alone, allowing the other party to exert force, and only slowly added force when the other party blushed and became angry.

Because Wang Zhi was very confident when he spoke just now, and he placed a lot of bets, so the little monk took a little more seriously and got rid of his previous playfulness. There is still a gap compared with other experts, as long as he uses his strength, the game will not be a one-sided situation.

The little monk thought well, but when the real thing started, he realized that he was completely wrong. Wang Zhi was much stronger than he imagined.

The little monk only used a third of his strength at first, but he felt that Wang Zhi's arm was like a steel pillar standing on the ground.

Five points of strength...eight points of strength... The little monk's eyes suddenly showed horror, he gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength, but Wang Zhi's arm was still as stable as Mount Tai, not even the slightest shake.

It's really karma, retribution is not good, just now the little monk was calm and calm, and the other party blushed, but this time it was completely reversed, the little monk gritted his teeth, his face flushed, but Wang Zhixue looked at it with a smile. with him.

"Hey!" Suddenly, the blushing little monk yelled, the veins on his right arm popped up, and he even used his dark energy.

"Bump!" The stone table where Wang Zhi and the young monk competed unexpectedly couldn't bear the strength of the two of them, and it cracked instantly, and two gaps appeared in the middle.

"Huh! I lost." The little monk suddenly let go of his palm, let out a breath of foul air, and looked at Wang Zhi and said dejectedly.

"Ah! The little monk really lost." When the little monk and Wang Zhi competed just now, some tourists who were familiar with the little monk's strength were shocked when they saw the little monk's performance, and they couldn't believe it. The monk admitted defeat, and his face was full of disbelief.

Those who exclaimed were all locals, and one of them was even a person from the foot of Qianyun Mountain. They all knew the strength of this young monk. The young monk could uproot a small tree as thick as a bowl, but he lost.

Of course, although they couldn't believe it, they couldn't help but believe the facts in front of them. The one-foot-thick stone table had been cracked, which showed how powerful it was.

"Why, not convinced." Wang Zhi asked with a smile when he saw the dejected expression on the young monk's face.

"No, how could it be, you are a master of the inner family, you came here to bully me." The little monk said with a curl of his lips.

"Hey, you also know the masters of the inner family." Wang Zhi said, looking at the little monk indifferently.

"That's not true, the abbot grandfather said, I am now the peak of the outer family, and I am only a chance to enter the inner family. If you can beat me, you are naturally a master of the inner family." The little monk said as a matter of course.

"I'm ashamed to say that if a master at the peak of his foreign family wrestled with an ordinary person, you wouldn't be ashamed to panic." Wang Zhi said angrily.

"Hey." The little monk was hit by Wang Zhi's point, and smiled awkwardly.

"Let's go." Wang Zhi stood up, glanced at the little monk and said.

"Ah! Let's go now." Hearing this, the little monk shouted hastily.

"Why, do you want to renege on your debt?" Wang Zhi stared, and the little monk who watched him took three steps back.

"No, no, you should let me tidy up anyway, besides, I haven't said goodbye to the abbot grandfather yet." The little monk said hurriedly, waving his hands.

"Well then, I'll give you a day to come to Xihe Hotel to find me before [-]:[-] noon the day after tomorrow." Wang Zhi didn't force him, just said something lightly, and walked away with Shui Yumeng and the others.

In Wang Zhi's opinion, the little monk's aptitude is good, but his personality is a bit too flamboyant, and he is not stable. Although he is still young, this can be adjusted, but integrity is the most important thing.

Wang Jingyi's activities will end tomorrow, when he goes to see Feng Xiaoyi, he will leave Xihe and go back to the south of the Yangtze River. There is no need to force it. If you break your trust at such a young age, you will inevitably lie a lot when you grow up. No matter how talented you are, you can only be Sima Feng's second, so don't worry about it.

ps: It will be delivered in the middle of the night, and I will call for the monthly pass again. If you don’t have a monthly pass, it’s okay to recommend a ticket. I begged with a smile! .

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