A senior expert who had no room for Zhao to take action as soon as he made a move.
Was he knocked down just like that by a blow of wind and snow?
When the scene was completely silent, the host Hu who was explaining on the side also looked confused.
Just now, he had even thought of how the old monk would dodge and counterattack.
As a result, before he could open his mouth, the other party was knocked down by Capt. Zhao.
For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
Looking at the old monk lying on the ground, Capt. Zhao didn't know what to do.
This time, wind and snow sweeping is the most basic kicking technique, and anyone who has learned it for two days can handle it.
And this old monk claimed to be the number one temple guardian monk in Shaolin, but he was defeated by such basic martial arts.
This result was truly unexpected by Capt. Zhao.
"Uh...big...master"
After being stunned for a long while, Capt. Zhao said, "Are you okay?"
As he spoke, Capt. Zhao felt a little guilty.
Don't sweep the snow by yourself and sweep people to death, then you will be in big trouble.
The head catcher of a dignified government office kicked a 60- or 70-year-old man to death on the stage.
If word of this gets out, it will be a shame if I can't do my job as a head catcher.
What should I do if I go to the Yamen to punish him for committing murder?
"You young man, you don't have martial ethics!"
After hearing Capt. Zhao's words, the old monk fell to the ground and said, "Before you take action, why don't you shout start?"
???
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Captou was completely stunned.
It is unheard of for Capt. Zhao to shout "start" before taking action.
At this time, he turned his eyes and looked at Hall Master Hu on the side, hoping that Hall Master Hu could give an explanation.
"Master, this is the arena..."
Seeing Capt. Zhao's eyes, Master Hu stood up, came to the old monk's side, and said, "It was already started when you opened your stance just now!"
"Then why don't you make it clear!"
In response to Master Hu's words, the old monk said: "In the past, when I was sparring in the Shaolin Temple, I had to be careful before doing anything..."
"This Capt. Zhao doesn't talk about martial ethics, and he just takes action without saying anything."
"The next step is a left right punch and a right leg sweep to attack me, an old man in his sixties or seventies!"
"I was careless and didn't dodge. He swept my leg and knocked me to the ground!"
"If he had told me in advance, I would have killed him on the spot with one slap!"
In and out of words, the old monk kept making strong arguments.
"Then why don't you use it?"
At this time, Master Hu asked rhetorically.
"snort!"
Hearing this, the old monk snorted coldly and said: "I, as a martial arts practitioner, must always have a benevolent heart in my heart..."
"Besides, in this arena, there is only distinction between superior and inferior, so why should I kill someone in anger!?"
"This old bald donkey is really good at pulling!"
At this time, Bai Luhan was sitting on the roof and said: "Obviously, I was kicked down by Capt. Zhao, and I still ordered him to stop. His face is comparable to..."
"If you take advantage of me again, I will deduct a month's worth of money from you!"
Before Bai Luhan could finish speaking, Wang Ye interrupted.
"That's okay..."
Hearing this, Bai Luhan changed the subject: "Let's continue watching."
What the hell...
Seeing this scene in front of him, Wang Ye frowned.
By analogy, when you are thick-skinned, there are no others around you?
Just when Wang Ye was helpless, Master Hu on the stage looked at the old monk in front of him and said, "In this case, can you always jump up and compete with Zhao Captou?"
"Why are you lying here and not getting up?"
"I can't get up!"
The old monk shook his head and said, "That sweep of his leg just now caused me to fall and hurt my meridians..."
"If he doesn't pay me three to five hundred taels of silver this time, I won't even get up!"
Three to five hundred taels of silver!
As soon as this statement came out, the eyes of Zhao Captou and Hu Guanzhu widened.
Have all these blackmailers been blackmailed into the ring?
"Old man..."
At this time, Capt. Zhao looked at the old monk in front of him and said, "Aren't you blackmailing me?"
"Moreover, I'm just a head catcher? I have three to five hundred taels of silver. Do I still need to fight in the ring?"
"Is it okay if you don't give me any money? After all, I am compassionate and will not force you too much..."
Hearing this, the old monk turned his eyes and said, "Are you going to admit defeat on your own? Let the poor monk come and sit in the ring, and you can pass now!"
???
Upon hearing these words, Capt. Zhao and Master Hu were stunned.
This is the purpose of this old monk’s trip!
"Good guy!"
When Wang Ye on the roof heard these words, he was shocked and stunned: "How the hell can you play like this in the ring?"
"Without a punch or a kick? Just go to the ground and blackmail..."
Wang Ye boasts that he has been in the world for many years, and he has seen many strange things.
This was the first time he had seen such a showy fighting style!
"Old bald donkey!"
At this time, Capt. Zhao was furious when he heard this. He looked at the old monk lying in front of him and said, "You are going too far!"
"I worked so hard to defeat this champion, why should I give it to you!?"
In words? Capt. Zhao was full of anger.
He is now in his thirties and does not have a wife yet. He is about to get a beautiful wife, but this old bastard suddenly appears on the way.
This matter will collapse no matter who it is.
"Captain Zhao..."
Hearing this, the old monk lying on the ground raised his eyelids and said: "If you want to talk like this, then I will be embarrassed..."
"Everyone here saw you knocking me down with a sweep of your legs."
"Even if this matter goes to the extreme, I am justified!"
"I!"
Hearing the old monk's words, Capt. Zhao was about to say something.
But at this moment, a sedan came to the side of Yuan Qiu.
At the same time, a voice came from inside: "Dad, has the champion been chosen?"
father?
Could it be...
When it was time to board the sedan, everyone present looked at the sedan.
"My dear daughter, now we have a new challenger..."
Hearing this voice, Qiu Yuanwai said: "We are competing in the ring with Shaolin's number one temple guardian monk!"
"Oh? The new champion, and the number one monk protecting the temple in Shaolin?"
Hearing this, the voice in the sedan seemed quite curious: "Then I have to take a look!"
Hearing this, everyone became excited.
Yuan Qiu's daughter has been living in her boudoir for a long time and has never been seen by anyone else.
Today, I finally have to show my face!
Thinking of this, everyone's eyes widened.
In the gaze of everyone, a figure in brocade clothes instantly stepped down from the sedan chair.
Seeing this figure, Wang Ye's eyes widened.
This figure is not as graceful and graceful as imagined.
Instead, he has a strong back and strong waist, and is extremely strong!
Is this the lady from Yuan Qiu’s family?
Seeing this, Capt. Zhao on the stage suddenly turned his head and looked at Hall Master Hu with a puzzled expression.
"It's Miss Qiu..."
Facing Capt. Zhao's questioning gaze, Master Hu nodded and said, "She is naturally powerful, unlike a woman..."
"Otherwise, why do you think Yuan Qiu is competing in martial arts to recruit a bride?"