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Seeing Zhang Junbao dressed like this, He Zudao couldn't help but feel a little contemptuous.

There are two types of martial monks in Shaolin Temple. One is the martial monks who have been ordained in the temple. This kind of martial monk is the direct disciple of Shaolin School and the backbone of the sect. As long as they are talented enough, they are qualified to study all martial arts except the two classics of Yijing and Xisui.

The other type is Shaolin lay disciples. The so-called lay disciples are actually outer disciples who can go down the mountain freely, not bound by the rules and regulations of Shaolin, and spread their branches and leaves in the world to spread the reputation of Shaolin.

But it is precisely because of this that the lay disciples of Shaolin Temple cannot learn the real exquisite martial arts of Shaolin.

After all, these Shaolin lay disciples have families and families. After learning, most of them have their own forces. If you learn a powerful Vajra Palm and I learn a Bodhidharma sword method, then when these lay disciples leave Shaolin, the exquisite martial arts of Shaolin will flow into the world.

Not every Shaolin monk has the mind of the sweeping monk, who doesn't mind the Shaolin martial arts being passed on to others.

I don't even care about the genuine martial monks of Shaolin Temple, let alone you, a lay disciple in your teens?

With this mentality, He Zudao gathered his energy in his dantian: "Get out of my way, I'm going to ask the master for advice, why are you, a little monk, interfering? Are you going to die?"

He Zudao ignored Zhang Junbao and just stabbed Master Jueyuan with a sword.

Zhang Junbao was speechless when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that he had stood up in advance, but still didn't stop He Zudao from attacking Master Jueyuan.

At that moment, Zhang Junbao no longer held back, and rushed forward, using the Deflection Seven Stars in the Arhat Fist to hit He Zudao on his right shoulder.

He Zudao was competing with Master Jueyuan at this time, and he didn't care about resisting Zhang Junbao's palm.

In his opinion, this Shaolin boy was young, and his internal strength must be very ordinary, so it wouldn't matter if he took his palm hard.

But he didn't expect that after Zhang Junbao's palm hit his left shoulder, a strong internal force came, and He Zudao couldn't resist it for a while, and couldn't help but retreat three steps.

This palm made He Zudao look at the boy in front of him for the first time.

"Good, good, such profound boxing, such strong internal force, Shaolin Temple is worthy of being the Taishan Beidou of Central Plains, a teenager has such skills, I, He Zudao, don't recognize Taishan!"

He Zudao was a little angry. He Zudao, the Three Saints of Kunlun, was actually beaten back three steps by a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple. Even if he was broad-minded, he felt a little embarrassed for a while.

"Good boy, come on, come on, let's fight. As long as you can take ten of my moves, He Zudao will never set foot in Central Plains for the rest of his life."

Hearing this, Zhang Junbao laughed in his heart.

This sentence of taking ten of my moves, He Zudao will never set foot in Central Plains for the rest of his life is exactly the same as what the group leader said.

Everyone in the chat group also started a heated discussion at this time.

Xu Chenzhou (group leader): "He Zudao seems to be humble. When others call him Kunlun Sansheng, he has to change his name to He Zudao. Together, it means Kunlun Sansheng He Zudao, which means Kunlun Sansheng is nothing special. But in fact, he is quite confident in his own strength. He went to Shaolin Temple alone and faced the legendary world's largest sect. In fact, he never thought that Junbao could take his ten moves, but this time, He Zudao might have miscalculated."

Xu Chenzhou sat on the sofa with a cup of hot tea in his hand, a plate of snacks in front of him, and a plate of cut watermelon beside him, looking like a melon-eating crowd.

He has watched The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber since he was a child, and he has a deep memory of the TV series, movie version, and novel version.

If he has the opportunity to see this famous scene reproduced again, how can he miss it.

If he doesn't eat melons at this time, this chat group is not in vain!

Han Li (disciple of Qixuan Sect): "He couldn't handle the original Junbao, not to mention that the current Junbao not only got the complete Nine Yang Manual, but also ate my hundred-year-old ginseng. I'm afraid He Zudao will be beaten to doubt his life later."

Han Li also lay leisurely on the recliner in the courtyard with a smug expression on his face.

Zhang Junbao's great progress in skills is due to his contribution.

At first, Han Li was a little uncomfortable with the atmosphere of mutual help in the group, but after getting used to it, he found that this feeling was really good.

No intrigue, resource sharing, it's simply a paradise for cultivation.

Affected by the atmosphere in the group, Han Li's personality has become much more cheerful. If there is such a fun scene with group friends, Han Li will not miss it.

Hong Yi (Daqian scholar): "I don't know how Junbao will deal with this bet. I think He Zudao is actually a good person. It's a pity that he never sets foot in the Central Plains for his whole life."

He Zudao is not only talented, but also keeps his word. Hong Yi admires He Zudao very much.

According to the original trend, after Zhang Junbao received He Zudao's ten moves, He Zudao really kept his promise and never set foot in the Central Plains again in his life.

However, Zhang Junbao actually didn't like this ending.

In fact, when he first learned the trend of the story from the group leader, Zhang Junbao was also quite resentful of He Zudao.

If He Zudao didn't believe Master Jueyuan, he wouldn't have rashly attacked Master Jueyuan, and he wouldn't have forced Zhang Junbao to show his martial arts, which eventually led to Master Jueyuan dying of exhaustion at the foot of the mountain.

But after careful thinking, Zhang Junbao realized that the culprit of all this was actually Shaolin Temple, and it had nothing to do with He Zudao.

He attacked Master Jueyuan only because he didn't understand the situation. Who would have thought that a Shaolin monk with such profound internal strength would really not know martial arts?

Besides, He Zudao's swordsmanship has long been practiced to the point where it is as if he is lifting a heavy object with ease. He can strike and release at will, and even if they fight, he will not really hurt Master Jueyuan.

And Zhang Junbao thinks that He Zudao has a good character, with a bright and clear mind and extraordinary bearing.

Such a person does not need to pay the price of never setting foot in the Central Plains for this small fight.

Zhang Junbao put his hands in the posture of Luohan Fist and said softly: "Mr. He, we can fight, but this promise is unnecessary. Guests are guests, and it is not my way of hospitality to let guests never set foot in the Central Plains for life. Let's make friends with martial arts and learn from each other."

Hearing Zhang Junbao's words, He Zudao's eyes lit up. The servant in front of him looked ordinary at first, but a closer look showed that he had a divine light and a master's bearing.

He Zudao was originally a wild boy. He liked such free and unrestrained young men the most. He was so excited to see the prey that he could not help but said, "Zhang Junbao, what a spiritual name. Okay, okay, let's make friends through martial arts and see how many of my moves you can take."