Are You Promoting National Art? No, I'm Making Money!

The manager hastily told the story of the magic outside the temple.

Then, Wu Monk Erlong was completely stupefied, and after a long time, he finally regained his strength.

"Is that Internet celebrity named Lin Yaozu again?"

"This person... this person... is really shameless.

"Can this kind of thing be done?"

"Think red and think crazy!"

The manager nodded in agreement and began to discuss countermeasures.

"Erlong, what do you think? Make a decision!"

"Why don't you come forward to fight and teach him a profound lesson?"

Hearing this, the monk Erlong hesitated.

If you choose to compromise and go out to accept the challenge because of this, it is likely that there will never be peace.

After all, there are always some people who see that it is profitable, and they will follow suit.

But if you don't go out, it will bring huge troubles to Huiqingquan Temple.

However, the other party has gone too far, and if he doesn't go out and beat him up, he always feels a little bit unwilling.

For a while, the monk Erlong was entangled, his thoughts jumped back and forth, and he didn't know how to choose.

In the end, he chose to take a shot.

"I'll go to the host to discuss it first, and then make a decision."

When the agent heard 28's words, he didn't object.

The two set off immediately to find the host in the main hall.

Outside Qingquan Temple.

The monks who go out with arhat sticks attract countless eyes.

The onlookers frantically took pictures.

Regardless of whether the people around you know each other or not, they all gather together to discuss.

: "Is this monks fighting in groups?"

: "There is a good show to watch!"

: "This plot is so exciting, I want to take a picture and post it on the Internet."

: "Who do you think can win? I heard that the monks in Qingquan Temple have all practiced martial arts.

: "Not necessarily, there are twenty or thirty people who came to make trouble!"

: "This scene, this plot, is like making a movie. Could this be some kind of movie shooting scene?"

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This time, Monk Jingkong led his people to face the obstruction of Qiao San and his group, and seemed extra confident.

In his opinion, although there are many people on the opposite side, but they hold arhat sticks in their hands, if they really fight, they will definitely be crushed.

After all, having a weapon in hand and not having a weapon in hand are completely different levels of combat effectiveness.

As the saying goes, no matter how skilled you are, you will still be afraid of kitchen knives. This is the truth.

"Benefactor, please let me go, let's come to the appointment."

Monk Jingkong saluted politely, his tone was calm and extremely confident.

Qiao San turned his head to look in the direction of the rocking chair, saw Lin Yaozu waving his hand, and understood the meaning.

The strong men opened the way, and the monks moved forward.

As he approached, Monk Jingkong spoke confidently.

"Benefactor, the abbot has agreed, can you please stop for a while?"

Lin Yaozu waved his hand and looked up and down with great interest.

"It seems that you are very confident!"

"Everybody carries a stick?"

"Are you fighting with weapons?"

"It's okay, though, I'll only be a little bit.

But it shouldn't be a problem if I beat you up again. "

Faced with someone's verbal provocation, Monk Jingkong didn't change his face, and said with confidence:

"If the benefactor wants to try the stick method, the poor monk will naturally not refuse."

"But the poor monk has something to say first, I hope you can keep your promise." "As long as you lose, please leave here, and promise never to disturb."

Lin Yaozu raised his eyebrows and clapped with a smile.

"no problem."

"I, Lin, always keep my word."

"But if you lose, there is only one option left, to hand over the monk Erlong.

It's a pity that although Monk Jingkong is confident, he is not good at it.

"If the poor monk loses, there will naturally be other brothers who will continue to challenge."

"What if they all lose?"

"The poor monk can only talk, as for how the other party chooses, it's none of the poor monk's business.

Lin Yaozu glanced sharply, and said with a smile:

"You monk, you are slippery."

"If you win, let me go, but if you lose, you just talk.

"Although, this bet is a little unfair, but that's all, who made me kind!"

"This matter, I should."

"Come on, sign the contract!"

Monk Jingkong was a little puzzled when he heard the words.

"Dare to ask the benefactor, what contract?"

Lin Yaozu said lightly: "Naturally, it is an exemption contract."

"Whether I hurt you or you hurt me, avoid accountability."

"After all, this is a society ruled by law."

Monk Jingkong nodded and had no objection to this.

"Yes! But the poor monk has one more thing to say."

"explain!"

"Could you take a break over there?"

Lin Yaozu just smiled.

It seems that even the monks can't stand the magic sound.

then.

Casually told Qiao San to let the big speaker rest for a while.

After a while.

Simple arena.

Monk Jingkong stood in a corner holding an Arhat stick.

In the opposite direction, Lin Yaozu was also holding the same Arhat stick, playing with it wantonly.

"Hey! The quality of this stick is not bad! Monk, where did you order this from?"

"It's not an order, it's passed down from the temple."

"Oh! Interesting, then add another bet. After I win all of you, I will take this stick as a trophy."

This moment.

Monk Jingkong felt that he could hardly stretch himself anymore.

After all, the words and deeds of this person in front of him are really too shameless.

Since the conversation just now, he has been refreshing his three-view limit of 700.

It is tolerable, what is unbearable!

But the matter has come to this point, I can't bear it and I can't.

In order to prevent someone from messing around again, Jing Kong gritted his teeth, and agreed with a muffled voice full of aggrieved faces.

"good!"

"Next, benefactor, be careful!"

"The poor monk is about to start!"

As he spoke, he charged forward, brandishing the arhat stick, full of anger.

At this moment, there is only one thought left in the hollow.

Shameless dog thief, poor monk wants to blow your dog's head off.

Facing the fierce stick attack, Lin Yaozu was not afraid at all.

Stick method?

Find out about the perfect-level Goro gossip stick.

bang bang bang~

The two Arhat sticks threw out afterimages and collided with each other continuously.

Lin Yaozu did not choose to use brute force, but showed off his skills with ingenuity.

After all, this behavior was indeed somewhat inappropriate, and it was still necessary to give the monk in front of him a little bit of face.

Of course.

Just a little bit, no more.

After defending twenty-one cudgels in a row, Lin Yaozu unleashed the Wulang Bagua cudgel, starting the beginning of a violent counterattack.

"I hit~"

There was a strange cry.

The stick in Lin Yaozu's hand appeared above Monk Jingkong's head like a ghost.

Then.

Hit it down. .