Myth analysis, I know the plot and I am invincible

I was completely looked down upon.

Li Su covered his head and sighed. Although he had guessed that the current reputation of Shaolin Temple would probably not be as good as that of the Tianlong period, he did not expect that it would be reduced to such a state of being questioned by gossips.

After all, when we came out, Monk Tianming explained some things along the way.

For example, it is very likely that someone will find trouble.

After all, no disciples of Shaolin Temple have gone down the mountain to walk in the rivers and lakes for more than 20 years. Places like Jianghu will be forgotten even if they don't make any noise for a few years, let alone more than 20 years?

Uh, you mean lay disciples? There are lay disciples in the Shaolin Temple, but usually they go either to the escort agency or to an organization related to the government. Generally, they rarely involve martial arts. After all, lay disciples practice martial arts but not Kung Fu.

Xuanci curiously asked why there were no Shaolin Temple disciples walking around the world. Although Tianming replied that Xuanzi had not grown up yet, Li Su could see from the expression on Monk Tianming's face that Tianzi was obviously not very good either.

Moreover, it still depends on the younger generation to gain fame in the world.

The Tianzi generation is undoubtedly strong enough, but when you come down from the mountain in your forties or fifties, you have the nerve to take action with a group of teenagers?

It would be embarrassing not to take action, but it would be even more embarrassing to take action.

Therefore, before Shaolin Temple Xuanci and others, their status was very embarrassing.

Even the Xiaoyao sect is not afraid of Shanmen's hard power, but as soon as they reach the younger generation, they have a toothache, and there is no one who can take advantage of it.

"Not convinced? Have you tried it twice?"

Xuanci, who had a quick temper, spoke immediately and jumped down the stairs with a single lunge.

After a flip in the void, it fell strangely slowly.

Following Xuanci's move, many people in the hall suddenly had their eyes fixed and solemn expressions on their faces.

Whether you have Kung Fu or not, you have to show it first.

And this hand is a bit scary.

“Second rate???”

"hiss!"

Are you kidding me? ? ?

Seeing everyone's reaction, Li Su sighed, now it's better, the disciples of Shaolin Temple will definitely receive huge attention.

Martial arts people have different levels.

The levels are fairly simple, five.

They are ninth-rate, third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, and super-first rate.

Those who know one or two sets of martial arts, practice Zhuang Kung Fu, and cultivate Qi are Jiuliu, the so-called Xiao Xiami.

But if you have practiced a set of martial arts to a high level, mastered the "killing" moves, and formed a certain internal strength, you will be considered third-rate. This category has basically gained some fame in the world, and this Wang Er who jumped out is almost at this level.

There are not many second-rate standards, only one. In the realm of Zhoutian, the inner Qi forms the circulation of Zhoutian, and the true Qi can spread throughout the body, creating an existence that violates certain physical principles.

As for first-class masters, those who are recognized as first-class by the world and can be regarded as first-class if three or more people can fight without defeat. Nowadays, in the Shaolin Temple, Tianzi generation is among the first-class, and the leader of the Beggar Clan, Guan Tiannan, is also among the first-class.

As for being super first-class, it all depends on the performance and being recognized by the martial arts.

Therefore, although they are just starting out and have little practical experience, it is obvious that not to mention Xuan Jie, who is nearly 20 years old, including Li Su himself, the eight young monks who came this time have undoubtedly completed Zhou Tian, ​​that is, It has crossed into a second-rate existence.

Wang Er, who was agitated and quite drunk, immediately sobered up.

Xuanci had an eager look on his face, flexed his five fingers, and dug one of his paws on the pillar beside him. He said with a smile on his face: "Let the young monk come and learn your master's tricks and see how my Shaolin Temple disciples are doing?"

Click!

The extremely hard stone pillar cracked open with five shocking claw marks that were one centimeter deep.

hiss!

On the stairs, Wang Jiantong's eyelids twitched, "Defense Vajra Finger?" Capturing the dragon? At this heat, if you want to catch someone, the flesh and bones will be rotten, right?

Damn it, what the hell is this...!

Wait, wait?

Capturing the Dragon Technique….

Suddenly, Wang Jiantong remembered a rumor from two years ago.

Chengkong, an abandoned disciple of the Putian Shaolin Temple in white clothes, challenged the Shaolin Temple and was defeated by a group of twelve or thirteen-year-old boys from the Shaolin Temple.

Undoubtedly, it became a joke after word spread.

After all, everyone in the younger generation of Shaolin Temple knows that they can’t stand on the stage, and the best ones are all old guys.

But Wang Jiantong was different. He knew Buddha in White, and later saw each other, and he asked about it during the chat.

Still remembering the expression of the Buddha in white at that time, he nodded with a wry smile. It was true. Only after seeing those few did he realize how big the world is.

Five of them are a little worse, but their strength is good. They have completed Zhou Tian and it is only a matter of time before they become second-rate.

Then there are two, very strong, no worse than him.

Not only is the Vajra Finger very powerful, but he has also mastered the top martial art of Capturing the Dragon to the level of a ‘killing move’, so he will definitely be top-notch in the future.

As for the last one, how would you describe it?

evildoer!

That's right, it's a monster.

I have been practicing Demon-Subduing Sleeve for ten years, and I have just reached the realm of Demon-Subduing with One Sleeve.

The other party was only eleven or twelve years old, but he had mastered the top-notch fingering techniques in Shaolin Temple, including the Formless Tribulation Finger, to the point where the second finger had no form.

To be honest, if he is the same age as me, I will be the loser 100%.

Some people may wonder, it's just a broken stone pillar, what's so scary?

If you think this way, you are really thinking too much.

Not to mention that fingers and fists are two different concepts. One look at Xuanci's finger strength can tell that it is true energy, not external training.

Although the outsiders' horizontal training can also produce this effect, but after more than ten years of hard training, there is no need to think about it. The most important thing is that zhenqi has a secondary damage effect. If the skin is scratched, the skin will be broken, but if the skin is scratched by the internal energy, a small wound on the back of the hand can make your entire arm useless.

No, he glanced at Wang Er.

At this moment, not only was he sober, but his whole body was trembling.

Here’s another thing to say, why is Zhou Tian the benchmark for second-rate players? The reason is very simple, because only Zhou Tian can resist the body-breaking Qi. With or without a fight, even the skin-breaking damage can seriously injure you. On the contrary, it will be extremely difficult for you to kill him. Even the weak Zhou Tian will form a certain amount of damage. Protective power.

Wang Jiantong took a deep breath and took another look at the young monks except the leader Xuan Jie.

These eight people are probably the eight that the white-robed Buddha mentioned.

Cha….

Eight second-rate guys aged 14 or 15... It is well known that the younger generation in Shaolin Temple is not very good, so what's going on?

Wang Jiantong took a breath and said, "Little Master Xuanci, please, please stop!"

"Huh? Why? Isn't he unconvinced?"

Xuanci was startled. Although he was unhappy when his master was insulted, it was still very interesting to fight with someone other than his fellow disciples. After all, Xuan Cheng is too perverted, Xuan Kong is too perfunctory in fighting, and although the others are not bad, their fights are not even considered sparring. It's too familiar and nothing new. You can tell what the opponent's next move will be with your eyes closed.

It's not easy for someone to provoke me, so it's time to test my own strength.

When Wang Jiantong heard this, a wry smile appeared on his face. Not convinced? To put it bluntly, what qualifications does a third-rate person have to be dissatisfied with a doomed second-rate master?

Looking at Wang Er, his face was covered with sweat and his eyes were wide open. It was obvious that his brain was completely unable to process the information he had obtained.

Immediately, I was ready to say something.

"When I heard the words "Shaolin Temple", I not only looked forward to it, but I didn't expect it to be you. It's been a long time since I last saw you. It must have been two years since I last saw you, little master Xuanci!"

At this moment, a very familiar voice came, and a handsome young man was seen slowly falling down.

Xuanci frowned and said nothing. He raised his hand and said, "I don't know why, but I got very angry when I heard the sound. Watch your move! Capture the Dragon King!"

With a movement of his body, he unleashed his ultimate move.

"We haven't seen each other for two years. The young master's ability to capture the Dragon King has become even more powerful."

The visitor had a faint smile on his face, did not dodge, waved his sleeves, and swept directly towards Xuanci.

Qi Ran is the Demon Subduing Sleeve!

Bang!

The two huge forces collided and exploded in the air in an instant.

Um?

Xuanci's brows raised and he fell to the ground in shock, then took a few steps back.

"It's you??? The Buddha in white!!!"