Since ancient times, there has been a saying that "three-point stick method and seven-point gun" has been said. The difference between the two is that the gun technique is all in circles. Only when the point is extended and contracted can there be the key to the gun practicing with a single line.

Since the stick method is said to "beat a large piece of stick", it focuses on pounding, chopping, and sweeping quickly and heavily.

There are countless martial arts sects in the world, but they only talk about stick techniques. Everyone in martial arts knows that Shaolin should be respected.

The copper and iron stick in Sanwu's hand was nearly two meters long. Within this meridian, the internal force induced the long stick. Within two meters of radius, there was a loud sound of wind. The strong wind blew people, as if there were thousands of yellow lights flashing, covering Gu Chaosheng.

As the three men suddenly turned, they raised their arms and bent their shoulders, slashed, swept, poked, picked, smashed, etc., and headed towards Gu Chaoci's vital body, just greeting him, very fast and fierce.

Although Gu Chaoci was bare-handed, he was very calm in dealing with it, without any panic. In a blink of an eye, the four of them had already passed more than a dozen moves.

Gu Chaoci saw that Sanwu used the stick technique, with powerful force and strict rules, which were difficult to do, but his moves were steady, and he could not lose his sense of excellence. The mystery implies that such attainments were worthy of being born in the martial arts zodiac.

I think the martial artist I hired for a lot of money was simply a stinking shit.

I also became more interested in Shaolin's unique skills.

As the saying goes, "Fist is afraid of young strength, stick is afraid of old man." These three people look only in their thirties. Not only are they good at martial arts, but their internal skills are even better.

At least I have practiced the twelve serious meridians and have reached the Chongdai two meridians among the eight extraordinary meridians. This kind of internal strength cultivation is not weak in the vast world.

With his knowledge, by region, these people had to walk sideways in a city area at least.

He couldn't help but think: "With the spotted leopard, the three monks' stick techniques, the power can be so great. No wonder Shaolin Temple has a great reputation in the martial arts world!

If I do my best, it will not be difficult to defeat them, but if this matter is not handled well, and if the younger ones are beaten, the older ones will inevitably come.

Once they meet the top masters of Shaolin, they will definitely be unfair and will be unable to fight against themselves.

It seems that we have to calm down first, and just send a few people away.

Of course, the most important thing is that you are a very good young man with principles and bottom lines, and you cannot be a person who will lose the trouble after eating."

As he thought about the opponent's situation, he poked his palms out, like a cloud dragon exploring his claws, and grabbed the two long sticks from his right waist and lower abdomen in his hand at the same time, shouting: "Go!"

As they spoke, they raised their arms and sent them out. The magical skills were everywhere. Wuhen and Wugong were shaking their arms, their chests tightened, and they could no longer hold on to their momentum, so they flew out involuntarily.

And at this moment, the sound of Wuxiang Long Sticks slashing at the wind also came to his chest. Gu Chaoci's body side, and he saw the momentum, and opened his right palm, like a palm fan, swept out with a "clang" sound, and heard a "clang" sound, making a sound of metal and wood attacking, and the sound of mountains and forests.

Although Wuxiang's internal skills are not weak, how could he withstand Gu Chaoci's palm containing the Nine Yang Divine Power?

My arms suddenly felt hot, as if they were poured by boiling oil, and even my chest seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer. The tiger's mouth was already shattered, and my hands could not hold the copper stick. Then I heard a "chewing" sound, and the stick flew out of my hands and flew into the sky.

In an instant, even his whole body was full of blood and energy, dizzy and unstable, and he took a few steps before he could hold on to the momentum.

Finally, Gu Chaoci had a firm mind and no intention of hurting others, so he used 50% of his strength.

As soon as he fought back the three of them, he took advantage of the opportunity to withdraw a few steps, and stretched out his hand and said, "Three masters, is it enough now?"

"We are all fellow martial arts people, so why bother to fight because of a dissonance in words? This not only hurts the harmony, but also makes people laugh!

I, Gu Chao, said a little bit lightly, so I won’t say anything, but you represent Shaolin Temple. As monks, you are even more concerned about not being angry or angry, and not being able to do anything to win. If you have a disagreement, you will fight with others. Is this a Buddhist?”

Although Wuchen and Wupu were thrown by Gu Chaoci, they fell steadily and were not injured. They were both holding sticks and waiting for the enemy with their chests, but they never dared to move rashly.

Seeing that Gu Chaoci was young and his light skills were not weak, Sanwuben could not have expected that the opponent's martial arts were so high that he resolved all their offensives in an understatement.

To put it bluntly, the opponent's internal skills are too powerful. With this move, they seemed to have not even caught an attack. They couldn't help but think: "This kid's internal skills are so great. I'm afraid that the masters and uncles don't have such ability either.

No wonder he dared not take this temple seriously!"

When I looked at Gu Chaoci with a squinted eyes again, I saw that he was seven feet tall and thin, so he looked better than me. How could he be so powerful when he was at most twenty years old?

Could it be that he started practicing martial arts from the womb?

But when I heard his last few words, I felt my chest hurt, mainly because I was angry. I really let you say everything.

The pale face immediately swelled like purple eggplant.

At this time, Wuxiang Long Stick fell from the sky. He reached out and held it in his hand. He took a deep breath before he pronounced the Buddha's chant, suppressing his anger, and slowly said: "The donor has great martial arts skills, and he shows mercy.

If the three of me know how good or bad things are, they should leave here. But not only do you kill the disciples of this temple, but also torture the martial arts of this sect, which is a taboo in the martial arts world!

You must go back to the mountain with me and explain to the abbot of this temple. There is no room for reversal in this matter!"

When Gu Chaoci heard this, his eyebrows frowned slightly and cursed inwardly: "This group of stubborn donkeys! It seems that they understand everything, they just want to be ungrateful people!"

He also knew that it was not too big for people in the martial arts world to attack and kill each other. After all, it is normal for people to survive and die in the world. Since their skills are not as good as others, it is normal to be killed!

But if you ask about other martial arts, you will be a taboo in the world. No sect can tolerate such things.

If someone does this, he will definitely become a public enemy of the martial arts world.

As for the reason, it is very simple. If you can attack this sect today, you can attack me tomorrow.

Therefore, such people will definitely not be able to gain a foothold in the world.

Of course, Gu Chaoci knew everything, but there was no way to do so, so he came up with this bad strategy.

After he practiced the Nine Yang Sutras, he did not have any advanced martial arts to study.

Although the Quanzhen Sect is famous, he never thought of joining it. After all, Wang Chongyang, the "Senior Supernatural Power" has passed away. If the "Quanzhen Seven Sons" are given to him as his master, it would be almost the same.

But he really had the idea of ​​the Beggars' Gang, so he went to Yueyang, Hunan, to the head of the Beggars' Gang in Junshan, Dongting Lake. He wandered for a long time, but he had no chance to meet Hong Qigong.

After asking some disciples of the Beggars' Sect, I learned that Mr. Hong Qi likes to be free and free and has no place to live. He really doesn't see the head but the tail is there. Even if the disciples of this gang have never seen this gang leader.

As for the Eastern Evil and Western Poison Emperor, for various reasons, he could only calm down.

In this way, he could only take risks and be self-sufficient.

But he hasn't figured out until now, how did this matter spread?

Some people may see him killing people, but every time he tortures martial arts, he checks the surrounding environment to ensure that everything is foolproof. How can people know what he has done just now?

It's so strange!

But now, although things have been done, I will never recognize them!

If you really get a Shaolin skill, you will recognize it. But if you don’t get a single skill, you will recognize it directly. Wouldn’t you eat mutton and make you feel sexy?

As for the murder, Shaolin Temple wants to take revenge, and it will never leave the temple and capture itself.

But if you say that you are trying to ask yourself and secretly learn Shaolin martial arts, then for the sect, you will definitely be the enemy of life and death.

Not to mention whether my current physique can withstand this great storm, just say that once this matter spreads, it will ruin my reputation and become a bad reputation. How can I gain a foothold in the world?

If you also want to use normal ways to obtain advanced martial arts, that is a dream!

Gu Chaoci immediately waved his hand and said with a serious look: "Master, I think of the reputation of the temple. I don't want to say some things, but your words are really wrong!

The disciples of your sect were indeed killed by me, so there was no mistake at all. I, Gu Chaoci, would dare to admit it if I dared to do it!

But what to ask about the martial arts of the noble school is definitely a creation out of nothing, or you are deceived by the evildoer!”

Speaking of this, he shook his head repeatedly and sighed, as if he had been framed by someone.

Seeing Sanwu, he stared at him with six eyes, which was very meaningful, so naturally his face did not blush and his heart would not be beating. Then he said, "Of course, if the three masters don't want to believe what Gu said, then I will ask you. Have you ever seen it with your own eyes? I, Gu Chaoci, and asked about the martial arts of your school?"

Speaking of this, Sanwu's eyes finally changed a little, and they all thoughtfully. Then they shook their sleeves and dusted off their bodies. They said proudly: "You are all martial arts masters, so what kind of rough martial arts such as Arhat Fist and Wei Tuo Palm must be your entry-level skills in Shaolin?

Ask yourself, with my ability, do I need to question this kind of martial arts? Or do I need to learn it specifically?

Master, when you have time, go to various cities to see. This martial arts is already ruined, and many martial artists in the boxing gym can do it.

Even if a person without any martial arts foundation is a little smarter, he will beat him up once he sees it. What's so surprising about Gu's?

It is best for you not to be fooled by others and do things that will hurt your loved ones and be happy with your enemies.

Maybe the mastermind behind the scenes will be watching you somewhere, waiting for you to do something that will make you laugh at the world.

I have said this to this point. Do you believe it or not? Let's decide for yourself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he put his hands on his back, looked up at the sky, and then he looked at the three of them without looking at them, his expression was very leisurely and at ease.
Chapter completed!