I’m Really a Superstar

Five days later.

Songshan.

Shaolin Temple.

This is not a tourist area. The entire mountain top is separated from the tourist area. In the back yard of the main hall, a group of young monks are sweeping the floor with brooms.

"Master Jie Arrogance and Master Jie Cao are back?"

"I just came back yesterday and I heard that all my bones were broken!"

"Yeah, they're all seriously injured!"

"It's good to be back. I heard that it was the abbot who put pressure on the local police in Tianshan Mountain to release him. He was not affected too much. The Chinese Martial Arts Association also helped. Otherwise, he might have been sentenced. , after all, it is a society ruled by law."

"How did it end up like this?"

"Then Rao Aimin has done many evil things and should be taught a lesson!"

"Shh, stop talking nonsense and let others hear you."

"So what, it's the truth!"

"This matter is finally settled."

"What are we going to do? Are we going to take revenge? Uncle Master and the others were all beaten!"

"I heard that something was wrong on our side first."

"Then they can't be so cruel!"

"This debt will definitely be settled in the future. Is Rao Aimin awake?"

"I heard that he hasn't woken up yet and is still in the hospital!"

"Hmph, it's best not to wake up, and there's that Zhang Ye! Even the leader of the Bagua Sect didn't dare to say anything about this matter. He already announced that Rao Aimin was expelled from the sect. Why does Zhang Ye, a star, get involved? A star is great. Huh? A celebrity can mind other people's business? Why doesn't he..."

Suddenly, the bells on the mountain rang loudly!

When they heard the first bell, everyone looked normal and didn't take it seriously at all. But when the bell rang five times in a row, everyone's expressions in the Shaolin Temple changed!

Enemy attack!

It's an enemy attack!

Everyone rushed out!

"what happened?"

"What happened?"

"Why is there an enemy attack?"

"Shaolin's five-ring bell hasn't sounded in decades!"

"What happened?"

"No one dares to go to Shaolin to cause trouble!"

Some people looked panicked!

Some people looked confused!

Others were holding sticks,

Like facing a formidable enemy!

Suddenly, a monk yelled in fright and anger from outside, "Zhang Ye is coming! Zhang Ye is coming! Go and invite Master-Uncle!"

What?

Zhang Ye?

A descendant of Tai Chi who has disappeared for hundreds of years?

"not good!"

"It's him?"

"Hurry and invite Master-Uncle!"

"Defense! Defense!"

"Let's set up a formation!"

Before anyone could see it, the voice came in first, "No one from the Guoshu Association can give me an explanation? No one from the Shaolin Temple can give me an explanation? Okay, then I'll come over today and ask for an explanation!"

boom!

boom!

There were two muffled sounds, and the two monks screamed and flew into the front yard and fell to the ground!

Today, Zhang Ye changed into pure white training clothes and walked in with a pair of nondescript cloth shoes!

The few sweeping monks who didn't know any martial arts and were gossiping just now were all so frightened that they didn't know where to run!

"Zhang Ye, what do you want to do?"

"presumptuous!"

"You dare to break into Shaolin?"

"You are so brave!"

"Are you crazy?"

The formation of the Eighteen Arhats has been set up!

Many literary monks stood in the distance and angrily criticized Zhang Ye!

Everyone was shocked. After five days of silence, they all thought that the matter would just go away. No one thought that someone would actually dare to attack the Shaolin Temple!

Zhang Ye smiled and said: "I've always been very courageous. For me, I only have two choices: do it or not do it. There is never an option of dare or not!" He raised his feet and walked inside.

"superior!"

"Block him!"

"We can't let him enter the hall!"

"Stop him!"

Eighteen monks formed the Eighteen Arhat Formation and swarmed forward!

However, Zhang Ye didn't even look at them. His eyes had long been fixed on a plaque in the main hall that said Shaolin Temple? Hundreds of years ago, and he walked over step by step!

A stick attack!

Zhang Ye waved his hand casually, twisted and flicked!

A monk fell to the ground crying in pain!

Immediately afterwards, two stick shadows roared over, one in front and one behind!

Zhang Ye didn't even look back. He raised his hand and pinched it with two fingers. The stick in front of him was pinched between his index and middle fingers. With a flick of his wrist, the stick held tightly in the monk's hand across from him suddenly shook. Shocked, Zhang Ye had already released his hand, and Zhang Ye pushed forward with some hidden strength. The monk opposite was hit in the chest and flew backwards. He turned his fingers and swung back, and the stick caught on his fingers flew behind him in an instant. He hit the monk behind him in the face, causing nosebleeds and making him faint from the pain!

Another person comes, and the stick shadow sweeps across the lower plate!

Zhang Ye didn't dodge or dodge, he stepped on it directly, the tip of the stick pressed on the ground, there was a shock, and the monk was thrown away!

In the Eighteen Arhat Formation, there were only fourteen people left in the blink of an eye!

Everyone in the Shaolin Temple was heartbroken after seeing this!

No match at all!

This, there is no need to fight at all!

"Don't be afraid of him!"

"Fight!"

"Come on!"

"Stop him even to the death!"

"Go together!"

There were a total of twenty-eight people who could fight, and all the monks present rushed forward!

Zhang Ye listened and grabbed the fist hit by a monk with both hands. With a stroke, the two of them were lying on the ground in the next moment, as if their bodies were not under control at all, and they seemed to have punched out by themselves. The force caused them both to fall to the ground and their heads were broken!

A monk practicing hard qigong shouted and took action in anger!

But the moment he arrived in front of Zhang Ye, he didn't even see clearly how Zhang Ye took action. He only saw a shadow shaking for a moment, hitting the center of gravity of the monk's body, and then he fell down. Go out and never stand up again!

"Master!"

"Assistant coach!"

"Assistant coach!"

The deputy chief instructor of the Shaolin Temple monks is actually no match for Zhang Ye!

There's no way to fight!

How can we fight this? ?

Although the martial arts monks in Shaolin Temple have very high martial arts skills and are only one in a hundred, their opponent is a Chinese martial arts master who knows Tai Chi. He is also a Chinese martial arts master who has recovered from his injuries, is young and strong, and is at his peak. Unless he uses a hundred Two hundred people must pile up, otherwise there is nothing we can do!

Five people!

Ten people!

Twenty people!

In the blink of an eye, a piece of the ground had fallen!

Several people who had participated in the martial arts exchange conference five days ago were once again shocked by Zhang Ye's skills, because they discovered that although they had just recovered from their injuries, Zhang Ye's martial arts skills were even better than before. A little higher - of course they don't know that as long as they accumulate one million in reputation points newly accumulated in the past few days, Zhang Ye will "eat" them by buying a Tai Chi skill experience book!

"No more!"

"I can't stop it!"

"Hurry and invite Master-Uncle!"

"Where is Uncle Master?"

…

The inner court.

In a wing somewhere.

Many eminent monks from Shaolin Temple, including the abbot, were inside and did not even go out. Everyone's face was filled with various colors.

The abbot was silent!

An eminent monk was filled with grief and anger!

A literary monk is anxious!

There was also a monk who sat in the corner but seemed to be sitting in the center without saying a word. This man is over fifty years old, but he looks very healthy. What is incompatible with other people is that this man only wears a blue-grey robe, which is the most common and lowest layer in the Shaolin Temple. He even has his hair. I don’t know whether it is because there is no gradient or not. It later grew back. However, you can see that many people in the room are looking at him with respect!

His name is Shiwu.

The person with the highest martial arts skills in the Shaolin Temple.

The abbot suddenly looked at him, "Senior brother!"

Shi Wu shook his head.

Yiwen Monk said anxiously: "Uncle Master! Zhang Ye has already developed dark strength and practiced Tai Chi, a martial art that no one is familiar with. In the entire Shaolin Temple... you are the only one who can fight with him!"

Shi Wu looked at them and said, "I am not his hand."

"I've never been beaten, how do I know?" one person breathed.

Shi Wudao: "To be able to fight so many moves with Chen Xi, no one under the Grandmaster can be his opponent." After a pause, he said: "Even if I can fight him to a draw, so what? This matter was caused by something wrong with the Shaolin Temple. It was the evil that happened to those evil disciples who went to the martial arts conference. A sneak attack? A siege? Extermination? This is a big mistake that affects human life! Now that people are coming to ask for an explanation, even if he puts the Shaolin Temple Even if it’s demolished, we can’t pick on others!”

The abbot said: "Shaolin has a century-old foundation, how can it..."

Suddenly, there was shouting outside!

"you dare!"

"Zhang Ye! How dare you!"

"stop!"

"Stop it!"

boom!

There was a loud click!

"ah!"

"Abbott!"

"Master-uncle!"

"Zhang Ye, he took down the plaque of Shaolin Temple!"

The plaque that Shaolin has inherited for hundreds of years is now in pieces!

What?

The abbot was furious!

Shaolin Temple is furious!

"Fight him!"

"Fight him!"

"Zhang Ye has gone too far to deceive others!"

"We can't let him go!"

The plaques of Shaolin Temple have been passed down for hundreds of years. This is their name, and this is also their face. If the plaque is torn down, this is a slap in their face!

Shi Wu's expression also changed slightly, he sighed, and suddenly said: "Everyone who came back from this martial arts competition will face the wall and not be allowed to go down the mountain for five years! Within this year, the inner courtyard of the Shaolin Temple will be closed! No more monks will be recruited. !”

"Why?"

"Why!"

"Uncle Master!"

"Master-uncle!"

At this time, the head coach of the Shaolin Temple martial arts monk who rarely spoke in the corner spoke up, "Rao Aimin is unconscious, Chen Xi is seriously injured and will not be able to fight again for half a year, Zhou Tianpeng is paralyzed and will die soon, and the other two masters of martial arts, one He is missing overseas. He is over 90 years old and does not care about worldly affairs. In the current martial arts world, no one can stop him. What can he do if he does not close the door? What can he do if he does not accept weakness? He is really being pushed into a hurry. Let him Did he come back again? At that time, what may be demolished is not the century-old plaque of Shaolin Temple, but the entire Shaolin Temple!"

Hearing this, everyone fell silent!

…

Front hall.

Zhang Ye dusted off the dust on his hands, turned around, took a step, and sauntered away under the angry gazes of many monks from the Holin Temple.

Calm and relaxed!

No one else is around!

"Zhang Ye!"

"you……"

"Shaolin Temple and you are inseparable!"

He shouted, but no one dared to stop him!

Zhang Ye is like walking in and out of a deserted place. He comes and leaves when he wants. Before leaving, he said, "I am not the same as you, right? Okay, follow me on Weibo to keep up with my latest news." , I welcome you at any time to come and live together!"

Before leaving, I even placed an advertisement!

Countless monks in Shaolin Temple were furious!