those years of rebirth

(Where is the ticket...) Warriors use external skills to train their skin, muscles, muscles and bones, internal skills to practice qi and blood, and qi and blood to temper their skin, muscles, muscles and bones.

Shaolin martial arts is definitely a superior martial art, and it is also from the inside out, Qi and blood are the foundation of everything, strong Qi and blood, strength will be strong.At this moment, Gang Jing felt that the energy and blood in his whole body were extremely strong, and his strength had increased several times.

but!

His punch was aimed at his master Shi Chan, and he couldn't control his body.

The moment Shi Chan grabbed his wrist, an incomparably powerful strength erupted in his body, controlled his body, moved the blood in his body, mixed with his own fist strength and moved towards Shi Chan Packed a punch.

Even if Shi Chan knew that Wang Hengxiao must have left a way in Gang Jing's body, and had made all the preparations in front of him and mobilized all his energy and blood strength, he could hardly resist the punch that broke out from Gang Jing's hand at this time.

Overbearing to indescribable force, Shi Chan didn't know how much force and how it was fused into this force, as if he could see the shadows of all boxing techniques in this punch, and he could see all the Strong track.

Boom!

It was as if the air in the entire room was condensed by the strength of this punch, and the surroundings became a vacuum.

This is the vacuum boxing method.

The wooden bed where Shi Chan sat cross-legged was shattered by the shock, and half of the wall behind it collapsed.

The dozen or so Shaolin masters around all rushed over, thinking that a master was coming, and attacked the head of the Bodhi Hall.When Zhizhi and Gangwu came to the door, they felt a domineering momentum rushing out, and the air hit several Shaolin disciples whose feet were unstable and fell directly to the ground.

"So strong..."

Several masters were shocked, and thought of a possibility at the same time.

Wang Hengxiao started.

But entering Shi Chan's room, it was a mess, but there was no Wang Hengxiao, only Shi Chan and Gang Jing, Shi Chan still maintained the posture of holding Gang Jing's wrist, but his whole body was much older, and the seven orifices on his face were bleeding. With trembling hands, he withdrew from Gang Jing's hand, folded his hands together, and said slowly: "Amitabha... Wang Benefactor's fist, let me see the realm of boxing, I admire..."

"Benefactor Wang's cultivation at this time has surpassed the master of mythology. No. 1 in the world is none other than you."

Shi Chan closed his bloody eyes slightly, and said: "Amitabha... The poor monk has practiced boxing for more than [-] years, and today I can personally experience this state, and I will die without regret!"

After finishing speaking, Shi Chan sat upright on the ground, his movements gradually became stiff, his whole body was coagulated, and he lost his vitality.

Zen Master Zhizhi and Monk Gangwu had sad expressions on their faces, and the dozen or so monks behind them also had sad faces, clasping their hands together and chanting Buddha's name in their mouths.

"Amitabha... master, please go..."

Zen Master Zhizhi's eyes don't know what information is revealed, as if there is no sorrow or joy, and it seems to be burning with anger, and it seems to see through everything.

Gang Wu put his palms together with a serious face, and said, "Uncle Master, why are you bothering?"

Only now did Gang Jing vaguely know what happened. She was inexplicably treated by that young man as a conductor and the master made a move. Just relying on the energy left in her body, she beat the famous Shaolin Temple master, Bodhi The head of the hall, Shi Chan, was defeated, and even killed on the spot!

Just now, Gang Jing had been standing in place just now, but now she regained control of her body, she knelt on the ground with a bang, kowtowed hard, shed a tear, and said in a deep voice: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, Master Zu, it's all my fault...I will definitely avenge you, kill that person...kill him..."

"To shut up!"

A middle-aged monk said solemnly: "It's all your fault, and now you have to provoke right and wrong, and let your master sacrifice for nothing?"

This monk is Gang Jing's master, intellectual elder brother, one of the most masters in the Bodhidharma Hall, and his Dharma name is Zhisheng. Originally, Shi Chan asked him to invite Wang Hengxiao, but when he saw Gang Jing, he suddenly let Gang Jing go. .

"master!"

Gang Jing yelled in a low voice, then didn't know what to say, just knelt on the ground.

Shi Chan died directly by his hands.

"Go and invite the host."

Zen Master Zhizhi said in a low voice, turned and left here.

…………… Wang Hengxiao was sitting in the wooden house, drinking tea gently from a teacup, as if waiting for something.

After a while, a melodious bell sounded from the temple. It was three o'clock in the middle of the night. Something important must have happened when the bell rang, but because it was midnight, the visitors like Wang Hengxiao were not disturbed.

Wang Hengxiao put the teacup in question heavily on the table, the water in the teacup remained motionless, and said in a low voice, "Can we end cause and effect in this way?"

The six sons came in and asked curiously: "Master, what are you doing in Shaolin Temple? Ringing the bell in the middle of the night? Is it the end?"

Liu Zi just said a joke, but he didn't know that he said something.Just now he went to the guest room of Shaolin Temple to meet some old friends.

With the current status and strength of the six sons, they can be regarded as prestigious figures in the Chinese martial arts circle. If you count their job background, their words are probably more effective than many older generation masters.

But Liu Zi is not arrogant and domineering, and knows how to manage his interpersonal relationship, so Liu Zi's reputation is very good outside.

"Be careful tomorrow."

Wang Hengxiao said something, got up and went to rest.

……………………the next day.The Shaolin Temple was solemn and solemn, and there was a serious sound of chanting sutras in the temple. It was chanting sutras for the Zen monk who had just passed away. Shi Xin, the presiding officer of the Shaolin Temple, presided over it himself. All the eminent monks who studied Buddhism in Shaolin and the martial monks who practiced martial arts were all present. .

Early in the morning, Gang Wu personally came to Wang Hengxiao's residence, and said loudly: "Benefactor Wang, today is the Dharma meeting held by Shaolin for Master Shi's uncle, and I hope you will attend."

Wang Hengxiao came out and looked at Gangwu. Gangwu lowered his head and did not interfere with Wang Hengxiao's gaze. Wang Hengxiao nodded and said, "Master Shi Chan, I have admired him for a long time."

The name of Shi Chan, when Li Jiansheng was alive, he mentioned it to Wang Hengxiao. Among the warriors in the world, Shi Chan can definitely be ranked in the forefront, and he is one of the strongest in Shaolin.

He is also a warrior of the same era as Li Jiansheng.

Gang Wu led the way and brought Wang Hengxiao to the place where the ceremony was held. A group of monks sat together and chanted scriptures. Around them were some warriors from various schools of martial arts who went up to offer incense. Wang Hengxiao also saw a few acquaintances, three There are also many new faces that I met at the martial arts exchange meeting years ago. Three years is enough to cultivate some geniuses.

Nodding slightly to several martial artists who greeted him, Wang Hengxiao came to Shi Xin, the host of the chanting, with a blank face, and said in a low voice: "I'm very sorry about Master Shi Chan."

Immediately, he took a stick of incense and put it in the incense burner.

"It was you who killed the master, and you are still pretending here."

Among the monks in the back row, there was a sudden roar, and a black face like an iron tower stood up, pointed at Wang Hengxiao and shouted: "You killed the master, you have to pay for your life."

The complexions of the people present all changed dramatically, especially the high-ranking Shaolin officials in front, the chief executives and the eminent monks, and the surrounding people from various martial arts schools were also very surprised, obviously they didn't know what happened. When an old martial artist came here a few days ago, he also met Monk Shi Chan, and they all knew that Monk Shi Chan was in good health, and it was impossible for him to die within a few days, the only possibility was that he died at the hands of others.

But knowing it is one thing, being able to say it is another.

At this time, when the black monk behind him shouted, everyone suddenly realized, and they all looked at Wang Hengxiao. Those who knew the cause and effect of the incident, and the grievances between Wang Hengxiao and Shaolin all sighed. It's really bad retribution.

Shaolin stepped on Li Jiansheng's corpse and became the representative and synonymous with Chinese martial arts.

Sooner or later there is a price to pay.

Zhisheng was sitting not far from the host, when he heard his apprentice coming out, he hurriedly turned around and shouted: "Just shut up and sit down."

With grief and anger on his face, Gang Jing strode to the front and shouted loudly: "It's him, he killed the master, why didn't you kill him? Why didn't you arrest him?"

After a sleepless night, Gang Jing became more and more sad and indignant. Wang Hengxiao used him as a weapon to kill his master. If he didn't do something, he might never even think about raising his head. He would never forgive him for the rest of his life. Own.

Wang Hengxiao ignored Gang Jing, followed the procedure to burn incense, bowed, and said in a low voice: "Master Shi Chan is profound in martial arts, and the Dharma is boundless. This is going to bliss, and the journey is good."

Gang Jing punched Wang Hengxiao unbearably!

"stop!"

Gang Wu grabbed Gang Jing's fist, but Gang Jing's strength was much stronger than his, and he moved his body with Gang Wu before stopping Gang Jing.

"Don't stop me, I'm going to kill him, it's him who killed Master."

Gang Jing struggled and wanted to punch again.

Zhisheng couldn't stand it anymore, stepped forward, and slapped Gangjing on the back of the neck, Gangjing passed out immediately, and fell on Gangwu's shoulder, Gangwu threw Gangjing to a few people not far away The monks of Luohan Hall, let them take it down.

Wang Hengxiao had just finished the etiquette at this time, turned around to look at Gang Jing who was being carried away, and said calmly: "It's a good piece of material, I wonder if Buddhism can resolve his natural evil."

Zhisheng clasped his hands together, his eyes were bright, and he said: "Amitabha, thank you for your concern. Master Shi Chan is the master of the poor monk. When the master left, he once said that the master's boxing technique is powerful and represents the true meaning of boxing technique. .1...The poor monk has practiced boxing for more than fifty years, and he thinks he knows a little bit, so I don't know if he can give me some advice?"

Wang Hengxiao said indifferently: "Master, you can compete with my apprentice."

Immediately, everyone present was shocked.

Although Zhisheng is not as famous as the head of the Bodhidharma hall for Zhizhi, he can also be said to be the second master of the Bodhidharma hall, second only to Zhizhi, and not much weaker than Zhizhi.

When Wang Hengxiao said this, he made it clear - you are not qualified to compete with me, you are almost like my apprentice!

(To be continued)