I, Chang Wei, really know martial arts

The snow-white carrier pigeon flapped its wings.

Suddenly flew towards the sky.

"All right!"

"From now on, I will have nothing to worry about!"

The old beggar looked at the pigeons that were gradually going away, and muttered in his mouth.

…………

I saw the carrier pigeon flying high above the sky.

Moonrise and sunset.

Soon, it was the next morning.

It's a half-night flight.

Finally reached the destination.

What I saw below was an extremely magnificent temple.

The carrier pigeon flapped its wings and fell downward.

I saw a corner of this temple.

Divided into many small spaces.

In each space, there are different pieces of wood and equipment.

Many bald boys are constantly practicing martial arts among them.

Sweat like rain.

This is the most famous room 36 in the South Shaolin Temple.

in each room.

They all have different agencies.

Can help those disciples practice different martial arts.

And at the very center, there is a huge Yanwu Square.

At this moment, hundreds of monks and soldiers were standing on it.

Constantly waving his fists.

And in front of him, there was a monk who looked like a teacher, with his hands behind his back.

Constantly teaching the secrets of Shaolin boxing to the people below.

"Shaolin boxing, hit like a straight line!"

"Fist is tangible, punching is invisible!"

"Moving like the wind, standing like a needle!"

"Conversely, be like a tiger, guard like a virgin!"

"Horse steps must be steady and punches must be ruthless. This is the most basic secret of my kung fu!"

"Do you understand everything?"

The monk shouted loudly.

The hundreds of monks and soldiers below shouted together.

"understand!"

………………

And at this moment, in the Bodhidharma courtyard.

There were two bald young men waving brooms in their hands.

Competing with each other.

"Drink, the immortal will show the way!"

"The coiling dragon wags its tail!"

The two played happily.

In the end, he closed his moves at the same time, holding the broom behind his back.

One of them faced the somewhat rebellious young man, and said to the other side.

"Junbao, are you still awake?"

"Why is the stick so soft!"

The young man on the opposite side looked a bit simple and honest.

"Tianbao, obviously you fought too hard!"

He said involuntarily.

These two people are both lay disciples of Southern Shaolin.

I grew up in this Shaolin Temple since childhood.

The one with a more aggressive face is named Dong Tianbao.

I didn't like to admit defeat since I was a child.

In everything, I want to be the first.

And the one with a more honest face is called Wang Junbao.

Simple and honest personality, do not like to fight.

In dealing with people, they are extremely kind.

So loved by everyone.

After arguing for a while, the two continued to sweep the floor.

"Hey, Master always said!"

"This exercise is for helping others!"

"But in this Shaolin Temple, everyone knows martial arts, so who are we going to help!"

While sweeping the ground, Jun Bao raised his head and said in confusion.

As for Dong Tianbao, his face was full of disapproval.

"Of course I'm helping myself!"

"I'm going to become the number one monk in Shaolin Temple!"

Tianbao's slightly youthful face was also full of ambition.

"Easy to say!"

"It's hard to do!"

"You must first enter the Arhat Hall, and then enter the Bodhidharma Academy!"

While sweeping the ground, Jun Bao shook his head and said.

"Afterwards, I will challenge the Eighteen Bronze Men and break through the Wooden Puppet Alley!"

Just thinking about this process, he felt that it was too difficult.

As for Dong Tianbao, he looked at the futon on the first seat of the Bodhidharma Court next to him.

His eyes were full of envy.

See no one around!

He immediately jumped up and sat on the futon.

"Jun Bao, do you think I look like the head of the Bodhidharma Academy now?"

This Dong Tianbao clasped his palms together, chanting sutras.

"Hey!"

"If you sit in the position of the abbot and let others see it, we will be miserable!"

Jun Bao hurriedly wanted to pull him down.

Who knew Tianbao, but his face was calm.

"rest assured!"

"At this time, where will anyone come!"

He waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

"I do not care!"

"Get down here!"

The two were talking and fighting together again.

After a moment.

The land of the Bodhidharma Courtyard has been completely swept away.

The two carried the broom and walked out of the gate of the Nadama Courtyard.

How do you know this time.

The white dove above the sky fluttered its wings.

It suddenly flew towards the two of them. .

Chapter 212

"Tianbao, look!"

Looking at the white dove flying towards the sky, Jun Bao immediately smiled.

however!

Dong Tianbao, who was next to him, flew up.

The right hand suddenly grabbed the white pigeon.

Then it fell lightly.

"How about it, Jun Bao!"

"I just did a good move [Sparrow Doesn't Fly]!"

Dong Tianbao looked at Jun Bao beside him proudly and said.

"Isn't this Master Hui'an's unique skill?"

"You steal again!"

After Jun Bao saw this scene, he couldn't help being shocked.

To know.

It is a big taboo in Shaolin Temple to learn martial arts casually.

Once discovered!

If it is light, he will be expelled from the temple gate.

In severe cases, martial arts should be abolished.

"I'm not stealing!"

"This is Uncle Hui'an, who performed it in front of everyone!"

"I just took a look and it's over!"

"Can you blame me for this!"