Li Su covered his head and sighed. Although he had guessed that the current reputation of Shaolin Temple would probably not be as good as that of the Tianlong period, he did not expect that it would be reduced to such a level that he would be questioned by gossips.
After all, when we came out, Monk Tianming explained some things along the way.
For example, it is very likely that someone will find trouble.
After all, no disciples of the Shaolin Temple have gone down the mountain to walk in the rivers and lakes for more than 20 years. Places like Jianghu will be forgotten even if they don't make any noise for a few years, let alone more than 20 years?
Uh, you mean lay disciples? There are lay disciples in Shaolin Temple, but generally when you go down the mountain, you either go to the escort agency or to an organization related to the government. Generally, it rarely involves martial arts. After all, lay disciples practice martial arts but not Kung Fu.
Xuanci curiously asked why there were no Shaolin Temple disciples walking around the world. Although Tianming replied that Xuanzi had not grown up yet, Li Su could see from the expression on Monk Tianming's face that it was obvious that Tianzi was not very powerful either.
Moreover, gaining fame in the world still depends on the younger generation.
The Tianzi generation is undoubtedly strong enough, but when you are in your forties or fifties, how dare you take action against a group of teenagers?
It would be embarrassing not to take action, but it would be even more embarrassing to take action.
Therefore, before Shaolin Temple Xuanci and others, their status was very embarrassing.
Even the Xiaoyao sect is not afraid of Shanmen's hard power, but as soon as they reach the younger generation, they have a toothache, and no one can take advantage of it.
"Not convinced? Have you tried it twice?"
Xuanci, who had a quick temper, spoke immediately and jumped down the stairs with a single step.
After a flip in the void, it fell slowly and strangely.
Following Xuanci's action, many people in the hall suddenly had their eyes fixed and solemn expressions on their faces.
If you have any kung fu, you have to show it first.
And this hand is a bit scary.
"Second rate???"
"hiss!"
Are you kidding???
Seeing everyone's reaction, Li Su sighed, now it's better, the disciples of Shaolin Temple will definitely receive huge attention.
Martial arts people have different levels.
The levels are fairly simple, five.
They are ninth-rate, third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, and super-first rate.
Those who know one or two sets of martial arts, practice Zhuang Kung Fu, and cultivate Qi are Jiu Liu, also known as Xiao Xia Mi.
And those who have practiced a set of martial arts to a high level, mastered the "killing" moves, and formed a certain internal strength will be considered third-rate. This type of person is basically famous in the world, and this Wang Er who jumped out is almost at this level.
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There are not many second-rate standards, there is only one. In the Zhoutian realm, the inner Qi forms a Zhoutian movement, and the true Qi can spread throughout the body, creating an existence that violates certain physical principles.
A first-class master can be considered a first-class master if he is recognized by the world as a first-class master and can have more than three people fighting without defeat. Nowadays, the Shaolin Temple's Tian Zi generation is a first-class master, and the leader of the Beggar Clan, Guan Tiannan, is also a first-class master.
As for excellence, it all depends on the performance and being recognized by the martial arts community.
Therefore, although they are just starting out and have little actual combat experience, it is obvious that not to mention Xuan Jie, who is nearly 20 years old, including Li Su himself, the eight young monks who came this time have undoubtedly completed Zhou Tian, that is,
It has crossed into a second-rate existence.
Wang Er, who was agitated and quite drunk, immediately sobered up.
Xuanci had an eager look on his face, flexed his five fingers, and dug one of his paws on the pillar beside him. He said with a smile on his face: "Let me, the young monk, come and learn your master's tricks and see how my Shaolin Temple disciples are doing?"
Click!
The extremely hard stone pillar cracked open with five shocking claw marks that were one centimeter deep.
hiss!
On the stairs, Wang Jiantong's eyelids twitched. Vigorous Vajra Finger? Dragon Capturing Technique? At this heat, if you want to catch someone, the flesh and bones will be rotten, right?
Damn it, what the hell is this...!
Wait, wait?
Capturing the Dragon Technique....
Suddenly, Wang Jiantong remembered a rumor from two years ago.
Chengkong, an abandoned disciple of the Putian Shaolin Temple in white clothes, challenged the Shaolin Temple and was defeated by a group of twelve or thirteen-year-old boys from the Shaolin Temple.
Undoubtedly, it became a joke after word spread.
After all, everyone in the younger generation of Shaolin Temple knows that they can’t stand on the stage, and the best ones are all old guys.
But Wang Jiantong was different. He knew Buddha in White, and later met him once, and he asked about this matter during the chat.
I still remember the expression of the Buddha in white at that time. He nodded with a wry smile. It was true. Only after seeing those few did I realize how big the world is.
Five of them are a little worse, but they are all good in strength. They have completed Zhou Tian and it is only a matter of time before they become second-rate.
Then there are two, very strong, no worse than him.
Not only is the Vajra Finger very powerful, but he has also mastered the top martial art of Capturing the Dragon to the level of the ‘killing move’, and he will definitely be top-notch in the future.
As for the last one, how would you describe it?
evildoer!
Yes, he is a monster.
I have been practicing the magic sleeve practice for ten years, and I have just reached the realm of demon-subduing with one sleeve.
The other party was only eleven or twelve years old, but he had mastered the top fingering techniques in Shaolin Temple, including the non-formed calamity finger, to the point where the second finger had no form.
To be honest, if he is the same age as me, I will be the loser 100%.
Some people may wonder, it's just a broken stone pillar, what's so scary about it?
If you think this way, you are really thinking too much.
Not to mention that fingers and fists are two different concepts. Xuanci's finger strength can be seen at a glance. It is true energy, not a foreigner's horizontal practice.
Although the outsiders' horizontal training can also produce this effect, but after more than ten years of hard training, there is no need to think about it. The most important thing is that zhenqi has a secondary damage effect.
If the skin is scratched, the skin will be broken, but if the skin is scratched by the internal energy, a small wound on the back of your hand can make your entire arm useless.
No, I glanced at Wang Er.
At this moment, not only was he sober, but his whole body was trembling.
Here is another thing to say, why is Zhou Tian the benchmark for the second-rate? The reason is very simple, because only Zhou Tian can resist the body-breaking Qi. With and without fighting, even just skin-breaking damage can seriously injure you. Otherwise, you will be killed.
He faces many difficulties and can form a certain level of protection even against the weak Zhou Tian.
Wang Jiantong took a deep breath and took another look at the young monks except the leader Xuan Jie.
These eight people are most likely the eight that Buddha in White was talking about.
Cha....
Eight second-rate men aged 14 or 15... It is well known that the younger generation in Shaolin Temple is not very good. What's going on?
Wang Jiantong took a breath and said: "Little Master Xuanci, please, please stop!"
"Huh? Why? Isn't he unconvinced?"
Xuan Ci was startled. Although he was not happy about his disciple being insulted, it was still very interesting to fight with people other than his fellow disciples. After all, Xuan Cheng was too perverted and Xuan Kong was too perfunctory in fighting. Although the others were not bad, they were
The fight can't even be considered a sparring session. It's too familiar and nothing new. You can tell what the opponent's next move will be with your eyes closed.
It's not easy for someone to provoke me, so it's time to test my own strength.
Hearing this, Wang Jiantong had a wry smile on his face. He was not convinced. To put it bluntly, what right did a third-rate person have to be dissatisfied with a destined second-rate master?
Looking at Wang Er, his face was covered with sweat and his eyes were wide open. It was obvious that his brain was completely unable to process the information he had received.
Immediately, I was ready to say something.
"When I heard the words "Shaolin Temple", I not only looked forward to it, but I didn't expect it to be you. It's been a long time since I last saw you, it must have been two years, little master Xuanci!"
At this moment, a very familiar voice came, and a handsome young man was seen slowly falling down.
Xuanci frowned and said nothing. He raised his hand and said, "I don't know why, but I got very angry when I heard the sound. Watch your move! Capture the Dragon King!"
With one movement of his body, he unleashed his ultimate move.
"We haven't seen each other for two years. The young master's ability to capture the Dragon King has become even more powerful."
The visitor had a faint smile on his face, did not dodge, waved his sleeves, and swept directly towards Xuanci.
He is the Demon Subduing Sleeve!
Bang!
The two huge forces collided and exploded in the air in an instant.
Um?
Xuanci's brows raised and he fell to the ground in shock, then he took a few steps back.