The Boss Behind The Game

Chapter 422

Recalling his experience in Jinzhong Temple, Yuan Fang suddenly felt extremely sad.

I really regret it!

In fact, this "Moco Invincible Body" was not something that Yuanfang had since he was a child, let alone something he had cultivated.

Yuan Fang still clearly remembers that when he was only 6 years old, he was punished by his teacher not to have dinner because he was not serious about reciting Buddhist scriptures.

As a result, Yuanfang woke up hungry at night.

I started wandering around in the temple looking for food, but ended up inexplicably entering an old room on the back mountain of the temple, rummaged through it, and found several "golden pills" in a box on the altar.

At that time, Yuan Fang, who was already starving and red-eyed, swallowed all these golden elixirs without any hesitation.

As a result, not long after he swallowed it, he felt severe pain all over his body, and then passed out.

When Yuan Fang woke up the next day, he was surprised to find that the eminent monks in the temple were surrounding him with extremely horrified expressions.

Afterwards, Yuanfang found out that what he had swallowed was the relic of the "ancestral monk" who founded the Jinzhong Temple...

That was also the first time he was beaten, and it was all the eminent monks in the temple who shot together.

However, it was also during that beating that the eminent monks in Jinzhong Temple noticed that Yuan Fang's body seemed to be different, and became extremely tough. The beating Yuan Fang was fine, but the eminent monks all had swollen hands.

Finally, they consulted the classics, and only then did they realize that Yuan Fang might have inherited the great supernatural power "Mo Ke Wuliang" from the ancestor monk.

Moreover, they learned from the records in the classics that there is still a lot of room for improvement after this kind of supernatural power is obtained, and they can rely on this supernatural power to echo with Buddhism and prove the way.

However, there is only one way to improve the supernatural power of Moke Wuliang in the records, and that is to temper the body and constantly challenge the limits of the body.

Therefore, in order to improve Yuanfang, Jinzhong Temple formulated an intensive training program that lasted for more than ten years.

During this period, the brothers and sisters who were the main force said that they were good at Yuan Fang, but in fact they were all kinds of abuse.

It was okay at the beginning, the brothers just beat his body with a stick, but gradually, everyone found that the stick had no effect on Yuanfang at all,

So they decided to change the way of tempering...

From then on, Yuanfang felt that the brothers and sisters had embarked on a road of no return...

Becoming less and less personal.

So from Yuan Fang's point of view, being severely beaten by a steel pipe is basically something left over from the play of the brothers, is it a thing? Does it count?

Thinking of this, Yuan Fang looked up at Wang Long and said:

"Benefactor, in fact, I think they are quite numerous compared with the senior brothers." Yuan Fang pointed at the other party as he said.

Wang Long: "..."

At this moment, he felt that the monk was hopeless, would he be unhappy if he didn't get beaten up?

"Monk..."

Wang Long wanted to speak, but was stopped by Yuan Fang:

"Benefactor, monks don't lie, you can just watch it, if you feel that the little monk can't bear it anymore, then you can help." Yuan Fang stepped forward a few steps, walked to the leading man on the opposite side, and said :

"This benefactor, come on, little monk is ready."

"Monk, don't care about your business." The leading man on the other side couldn't help frowning.

To be honest, this time he was just trying to save face, and he knew that the monk had nothing to do with this matter, so he was a little bit ruthless when he was asked to attack the monk.

"Benefactor, it's fine, as long as you are happy." Yuan Fang smiled lightly.

"Monk, do you really want to muddy this water?" At this moment, it's okay for him not to make a move. After all, so many brothers are watching, but he feels uneasy if he makes a move.

"Lord Buddha bless you!"

"Shall I bless you!" At this time, standing next to the leading man, the man who was beaten up by Wang Long and others suddenly raised the steel pipe and swung it at the monk's head.

At this moment, he is still full of resentment towards the monk. If it weren't for the monk, he wouldn't have suffered this severe beating.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal clashing sounded, and there was no trace left on Yuan Fang's Guangwaliang head. On the contrary, the man's jaw was numb from the shock, and the steel pipe was thrown out.

"Monk!" At this moment, Wang Long couldn't bear to step forward.

At this moment, Yuan Fang turned around calmly, and blinked at Wang Long:

"I'm fine, but the benefactor's mouth seems to be bleeding."

Hearing this, Wang Long couldn't help but froze in place, turned his head to look, and suddenly found that the man's tiger's mouth was cracked, and a smear of bright red was dripping down the palm of his hand.

The leading man who saw this scene was also dumbfounded.

Looking at Yuan Fang's bright head, everyone was shocked at this moment.

"Monk, have you practiced kung fu?" The leading man looked fearful at this moment, obviously knowing that this monk is not easy to mess with.

"I haven't practiced before." Yuan Fang shook his head frankly.

"What do you mean?" The leading man looked gloomy, thinking that Yuan Fang was unwilling to tell the truth and looked down on himself.

"The monks don't tell lies. Although I am a martial monk, my master never lets me practice martial arts. Under normal circumstances, I am a pawn for the brothers in the martial arts academy." Yuan Fang replied with a serious face.

"Post?" The leading man was stunned.

"It's just a sparring partner, you are not allowed to fight back, that is to say, you will be beaten!" Yuan Fang continued to answer.

Hearing this, everyone present looked stunned, and the leading man also thought of his attack in the restaurant before, and found that the monk's body was as hard as a block of iron.

"Are you sure you can handle it?" At this moment, the leading man suddenly had an idea in his mind.

In fact, he was just trying to stand up for this unworthy younger brother, but since he had brought his brothers here, he couldn't just leave like this, and he didn't really want to get into trouble with Wang Long, after all, it was for face.

So if the monk is really able to resist, then he doesn't have to feel uneasy, and he doesn't have to break up with Wang Long completely, so he just wants to leave.

"Young monk can do it." Yuan Fang nodded again.

"Brothers, since there is someone who is willing to carry it, then he will take over for Wang Long and do it for me!" The leading man raised the steel pipe first, and threw it at Yuan Fang's right arm, but subconsciously retracted it. force.

Wang Long, who was standing not far away, felt his heart tighten again, and was about to step forward, but saw Yuan Fang blinking at him.

"Peng!" The steel pipe hit Yuanfang's right arm, naturally it did not cause any damage.

"Benefactor, in fact, you can use some strength, as long as you can vent your anger." Yuan Fang said with a smile.

These words sounded okay at first, but when I thought about it deeply, I suddenly felt that it was not a good taste, as if I was saying it.

Did you not eat?

"Monk, you said it yourself." At this moment, the leading man's eyes turned hard, and he immediately swung the steel pipe and smashed it down again.

Seeing this, the younger brothers in the rear also stepped forward, surrounded the monk, and smashed him down with sticks.

The sound of metal clashing kept ringing out, but Yuan Fang stood there calmly, as if he wasn't the one being beaten.

Five minutes later, several people were out of breath, and looked at Yuanfang in disbelief.

"Benefactor, why don't you fight?"

The corner of the leading man's mouth twitched, at this moment he really couldn't move.

What kind of monster is this, made of metal?

Thinking of this, he said with a bitter face: "It's almost there." Then he turned his head and looked at Wang Long: "Wang Long, I will send you the 180,000 yuan, and we will write it off!"

Wang Long nodded with a gloomy expression. He knew that if there were no monks present this time, he would definitely be beaten.

After speaking, the leading man waved his hand to signal to leave.

"Wait!" At this moment, Yuan Fang shouted to those who were about to leave.

"Monk, we really can't move anymore." The leading man turned around, feeling extremely helpless.

"No, since your grievances have been wiped out, but the grievances between this person and this little monk are not!" Saying this, Yuan Fang pointed to the younger brother of the leading man.

"What do you mean?" The leading man frowned suddenly.

"You hit me because I wanted to repay the grievances for Lord Wang Long and others. This beating has canceled out your grievances. Naturally, the two have been cleared up, but your brother and I have not yet settled. I was trying to persuade him to be kind, but what can I do?" He refused to admit his mistake, instead he felt resentment and revenge, so this is the little monk's grudge against him."

Hearing this, the younger brother of the leading man turned pale.

At this moment, in his opinion, this monk is simply a monster. If he really wanted to take revenge on him, it would be really doomed, and his elder brother probably couldn't stop him.

"Then what do you want?" The leading man's face was ashen, although he knew it was his brother's fault, he couldn't ignore it.

"Don't worry, this little monk is not a person who hates evil like an enemy, and the master warned me before going out that I must never take action when encountering injustice, and I must be calm..."

"So what exactly do you want?" The leading man frowned.

"Let him keep hitting me with the steel pipe until I'm satisfied!"

Hearing this, everyone was dumbfounded. This monk is really addicted to beating, and the way of revenge is to let others continue to beat him.

"Master told me many times before leaving that you should not persuade people by force, so I can't make a move, so I can only do this." Yuan Fang chuckled.

At this moment, the leading man was extremely troubled.

But if he left like this, he was really afraid that he would offend such a terrible monk and be secretly retaliated in the future.

After thinking about it, he glanced at his brother who was not up to his expectations and was causing trouble outside all day, and couldn't help but stare:

"Have you heard, I made a mistake, go and do it!"

"elder brother!"

"Brother, I told you to hit someone, not to let you be beaten." The leading man couldn't help but stare, and handed over the steel pipe in his hand.

The man had no choice but to take over the steel pipe with his uninjured hand, and then turned his gaze to Yuan Fang.

"You are not allowed to fight back!"

"Young monk, if you don't fight back, come on!"

Gritting his teeth, the man raised the steel pipe and took a step forward, then swung it towards Yuan Fang.

"Peng! Peng! Peng!"

After a slap, the man said out of breath, "Monk, are you ready?"

Yuan Fang said calmly: "Continue!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

There was another beating, until the face of the man behind was pale, and the tiger's mouth was shattered again, but Yuanfang's consent was still not obtained, so he could only raise the stick again with trembling hands.

Half an hour later, the man was drenched in sweat and almost collapsed. He couldn't even hold the stick firmly, and the shock caused by every swing made his palms hurt sharply.

At this moment, he felt that his body seemed to be falling apart, and he had no strength at all.

"Pa-ta!" The man fell to the ground, the steel pipe came out of his hands, and he lost his strength and passed out.

"Monk, it's okay!" The leading man couldn't bear it, and hurried forward and said.

"It's alright, the little monk's grievances with him are over!" Yuan Fang finally said with a smile this time.

At this moment, the leading man couldn't hate him even if he wanted to. After all, this monk never made a move from the beginning to the end.

Although it was the first time he saw this kind of revenge method, he still felt that this monk was too cruel!