Chapter 501

Final sound in the middle of the night

The warrior trains skin, flesh, muscles and bones with external skills, internal skills, and qi and blood, and then tempers skin, flesh, muscles and bones with internal skills.

Shaolin martial arts is definitely a top martial art, and it is also from the inside out. Qi and blood are the foundation of everything. If the Qi and blood are strong, the strength will be strong. Gangjing felt that the Qi and blood in his body were extremely powerful, and his strength increased several times.

But!

His punch was hitting his master Shi Chan, and he could not control his body.

The moment Shi Chan grabbed his wrist, an extremely powerful force burst out in his body, controlling his body, transporting the qi and blood in his body, and mixing his own fist force to punch Shi Chan.

Even though Shi Chan knew that Wang Hengxiao must have left a trick in Gangjing's body, he had made all preparations in front of him and mobilized all his energy and blood. At this time, he could hardly resist the punch that broke out from Gangjing's hand.

The overbearing force is indescribable. Shi Chan doesn’t know how many force this force is integrated, and how it is integrated. It seems that you can see the shadows of all the boxing techniques and the trajectories of all the force in this punch.

A bang!

It seemed as if the air in the whole room was condensed by the force of this punch, and the surroundings became a vacuum.

This is the vacuum boxing technique.

The wooden bed where Shi Chan sat cross-legged was shaken and half of the wall behind collapsed.

A dozen Shaolin masters around rushed over, thinking that a master was coming and attacking the head of Bodhi Hall. When intelligence and martial arts arrived at the door, they felt a domineering energy rushing out, and the air hit several Shaolin disciples who were unstable lower plates and fell directly to the ground.

“So strong…”

Several masters were shocked and thought of a possibility at the same time.

Wang Hengxiao took action.

But when he entered Shi Chan's room, it was a mess, but there was no Wang Hengxiao's figure, only Shi Chan and Gangjing. Shi Chan still maintained the posture of holding Gangjing's wrist, but his whole body was aged a lot, his face was bleeding, his arms trembled, his arms trembled from Gangjing's hand, his hands closed, and he slowly said: "Amitabha... The punch of the donor made me realize the realm of boxing, and I admire..."

"The donor's cultivation at this time has surpassed that of the mythology master. You are the number one person in the world."

Shi Chan's eyes were slightly closed, and he said, "Amitabha... I have been practicing boxing for more than 80 years. Today I can experience this state myself, and die without regrets!"

Afterwards, Shi Chan sat on the ground, his movements gradually became stiff, his whole body was frozen in blood and he lost his breath.

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Zen Master Zhili and Monk Gangwu were full of sadness. The dozen monks behind him were also full of sadness. They clasped their hands together and recited the Buddha's name in their mouths.

"Amitabha... Master Uncle is gone..."

The Zen Master Zhili's eyes revealed nothing, as if he was not sad or happy, as if he was burning with anger, and as if he saw through everything.

Gangwu also clasped his hands with serious faces and said, "Uncle Master, why are you doing this?"

Gangjing vaguely knew what was going on at this time. He was inexplicably treated as a conductor by the young man and used a move with his master. He only relied on the force left in his body to defeat the masters of Shaolin Temple, the first Shi Chan in the Bodhi Hall, and even killed him on the spot!

Gangjing had been standing there just now, and at this time he recovered his control of his body. He knelt on the ground with a bang, kowtowed hard, and burst into tears. He said in a deep voice: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, the master, it's all my fault... I will definitely avenge you, kill that person... I killed him..."

"Shut up!"

A middle-aged monk said in a deep voice: "It's all your fault. Now you still have to cause trouble. Let your master sacrifice for nothing?"

This monk is Gangjing's master, his intelligence senior brother, and there are several masters in the Bodhidharma Hall. His magic name is Zhisheng. He originally asked him to invite Wang Hengxiao, but when he saw Gangjing, he suddenly asked Gangjing to go.

"master!"

Gangjing whispered, then didn't know what to say, but just knelt on the ground.

Shi Chan died directly at his hands.

"Go and ask for the host."

Zen Master Zhili whispered, turning around and leaving here.

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Wang Hengxiao sat in the wooden house, holding a teacup and drinking tea gently, as if waiting for something.

After a while, a melodious bell sounded from the temple. At the third update in the middle of the night, something must have happened. However, because it was midnight, Wang Hengxiao and other guests did not alarm.

Wang Hengxiao placed the teacup heavily on the table, and the water in the teacup was still motionless, and whispered: "This way can we break the cause and effect?"

Liuzi walked in and said curiously: "Master, what is the Shaolin Temple doing? Is it a bell ringing in the middle of the night? Is it a death to see off?"

Liuzi just said a joke, but he didn't know that he had said something. He just went to the guest room of Shaolin Temple over there to meet a few old friends.

With Liu Zi's current identity and strength, he is also a well-known figure in the Chinese martial arts world. If he included his job background, he would probably speak more effectively than many older generation masters.

However, Liuzi doesn’t think he is arrogant and domineering, and knows how to manage his interpersonal relationships, so outside, Liuzi’s reputation is very good.

"Be careful tomorrow."

Wang Hengxiao said, got up and went to rest.

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the next day.

The Shaolin Temple is solemn, and there are serious chanting sounds in the temple. It is to recite scriptures for the monk Shi Chan who has just left the world. The Shaolin Temple presided over Shi Xin himself. The Shaolin Temple presided over the Buddhist practice, and all the monks who practice martial arts are present.

Early in the morning, Gangwu came to Wang Hengxiao's residence in person and whispered loudly: "Donald Wang, today is a Dharma Assembly held by my Shaolin for Zen Master Shi. I hope you will be here."

Wang Hengxiao walked out and looked at Gangwu. Gangwu lowered his head and refused to interfere with Wang Hengxiao looking at each other. Wang Hengxiao nodded and said, "Master Shi Chan, I have admired him for a long time."

When Li Jiansheng was alive, he told Wang Hengxiao that Shi Chan could definitely rank at the forefront among the martial artists in the world and was one of the strongest people in Shaolin.

He is also a warrior of the same era as Li Jiansheng.

Gangwu led the way in front and took Wang Hengxiao to the place of the Dharma Assembly. A group of monks sat together and recited scriptures. Some martial artists from various martial arts schools were around to burn incense. Wang Hengxiao also saw a few acquaintances. They met at the martial arts exchange conference three years ago, and there were many strange faces. Three years was enough to create some geniuses.

After nodding slightly to several warriors who greeted him, Wang Hengxiao came to the presidency of chanting with an expressionless face, and whispered in front of Shi Xin: "I am very sorry about Master Shi Chan's affairs."

Then, he took a stick of incense and inserted it into the incense burner.

"It's you who killed the master, and you're still pretending to be hypocritical here."

A roar suddenly appeared among the monks in the back row, and a black face like an iron tower stood up, pointed at Wang Hengxiao and shouted: "You killed Master, you will pay your life."

Everyone present changed their faces, especially the Shaolin senior officials, the heads and the hosts and other eminent monks. The people from various martial arts schools around were also surprised, obviously not knowing what happened. Several elderly warriors first came a few days ago and met Monk Shi Chan. They all knew that Monk Shi Chan was very healthy and could not die in a few days. The only possibility was to die at the hands of others.

But knowing that it is one thing, but whether it can be said is another.

At this time, when he heard the black monk behind him shouting, they all suddenly realized and looked at Wang Hengxiao. Several people who knew the cause and effect of the matter, and those who knew the grudge between Wang Hengxiao and Shaolin were a little sighed. In the future, they would plant the cause and return the result today, and they would be retribution.

Shaolin stepped on Li Jiansheng's body and became a representative and synonym for Chinese martial arts.

Sooner or later, there will be a price to pay.

Zhisheng sat not far from the host. When he heard his apprentice appear, he quickly turned around and shouted, "Kangjing shut up and sit down."

Gangjing was full of grief and angry face, and rushed to the front with great strides and shouted loudly: "It's him, it's him who killed the master, why didn't he kill him? Why didn't he arrest him?"

After a night of sleep, Gang Jing felt more and more sad and angry. Wang Hengxiao used it as a weapon to kill his master. If he didn't do anything, he would probably never look up his head in his life and would never forgive him in his life.

Wang Hengxiao ignored Gangjing, finished burning incense according to the procedure, bowed and whispered: "Master Shi Chan's martial arts are profound and the Dharma is boundless. Let's go to the Pure Land, and go all the way."

Gangjing couldn't bear it and punched Wang Hengxiao!

"stop!"

Gangwu grabbed Gangjing's fist, but Gangjing's strength was much greater than his. He moved his body with Gangwu before stopping Gangjing.

"Don't stop me, I want to kill him, it's him who will kill Master."

Gangjing struggled and wanted to punch again.

Zhisheng couldn't bear to see it anymore, so he walked up and slapped Gangjing's back neck. Gangjing suddenly fell into a coma and fell on Gangwu's shoulder. Gangwu general Gangjing threw Gangjing to several monks from the Luohan Hall not far away and asked them to take him down.

Wang Hengxiao had just finished the etiquette. He turned around and looked at Gangjing who was being carried away, and said calmly: "It's a good piece of material. I don't know if Buddhism can resolve his natural misfortune."

Zhisheng clasped his hands together, his eyes shone brightly, and said, "Amitabha, thank you for your concern. Master Shi Chan is the master of my monk. When the master left, he once said that the donor's boxing skills are superb and representing the true meaning of boxing. He is the first person today... I have practiced boxing for more than 50 years and think he is a little clear, but I don't know if I can give you any advice?"

Wang Hengxiao said lightly: "Master, you can compete with my apprentice."

Suddenly, the crowd was shocked.

Although Zhisheng is not as famous as the first in the Bodhidharma Hall, he can also be said to be the second master of the Bodhidharma Hall, second only to intelligence, and is not much weaker than intelligence.
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