During the past ten days of staying in Lingjiu Palace, Link also gave him some guidance and explained to Xu Zhu with the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect as an assistant. He has actually reached level 2.9 and has moved towards 3.0, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds!

"How is the situation with my second brother today?"

Lan Jian hugged his shoulders with his hands and said angrily, "Hmph! He was so angry that he was just that. The smelly monk in Shaolin Temple dared to bully our master. We had already made him hard and now he did not dare to do anything to his master anymore."

"Is that coquettish?"

"Hmph, I'm not a master anyway."

"By the way, if you fight, don't make a fortune in Shaolin Temple. If you really want to make that old man take action, you may not be able to escape. My second brother and my third brother together can't beat him."

"Is it really that powerful?"

"To be honest, even if it is Tong Lao, if Li Qiushui is still alive now, joining forces may not be his opponent."

Too exaggerated!

The real strength of the Sweeping Monk is as high as 3.2 levels!

To be honest.

After reaching the third level, it is becoming increasingly difficult to improve.

Even if it is 0.1, it is still a considerable step. In the world of the Tianlong Ba Tribe, level 2 is actually a good master, while the sweeping monk almost crushed all the warriors of this era and stood at the peak of level 3.2.

To be honest, there is no one except Wuyazi and his master!

Below level 3, it can be said that he is not even qualified to fight him.

wrong……

One person should be excluded here.

Xiao Feng!

After this big guy was "exploding", where is the peak of his combat power? Even the communication group cannot predict it accurately for the time being. But one thing we know is that his current peak combat power should be level 3.0!

Xiao Feng is a real martial arts genius.

To be honest, the level of the martial arts he learned is not high, but even an ordinary martial art can exert sensational power in his hands. He is like a man born for war.

Xiao Feng did not have as many adventures as Xu Zhu and Duan Yu, but his strength was still the first among the three brothers.

He did not have the Beiming Divine Art, the Manggu Zhuha, and the nearly three hundred years of skill, but he used his own strength to break through the siege of many masters in Juxianzhuang, and even killed dozens of martial arts masters.

In the battle of Shaolin Temple, he faced Murong Fu, Zhuang Juxian and Ding Chunqiu, but he could not lose his advantage.

But at this moment he is not yet at its peak.

What scariest about him was that when he saw his father Xiao Yuanshan being "beaten to death" by the sweeping monk, he took a resentment and almost broke the sweeping monk's air wall defense with one palm, which shocked him to internal injuries and bleeding. This was the most terrifying thing.

After "slaying" Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, the monk was actually preventing Xiao Feng and Murong Fu from taking action, but he was still injured. He even praised "What a handsome kung fu!" and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Obviously he was seriously injured.

From this we can see that Xiao Feng's strength is not his martial arts, nor his eighteen palms of the Dragon Subduing, but his person.

The more you fight, the stronger you become!

In fact, Link also has such characteristics, but he himself didn't notice this.

The evaluation of his combat power in the communication group was only under normal combat power. On the eve of his breakthrough, the sharpness directly pierced the outer wall of the sweeping monk's true energy, forcing him to dodge, which is a good proof.

Xiao Feng injured the sweeping monk because he was about to "kill" Xiao Yuanshan at that time, and had to bear Xiao Feng's attack head-on.

"There are people among those stinky monks that are so powerful?"

"How to say it, it's really amazing, just like a mysterious old man in a novel, but he's pretty good, but he's not very hospitable."

"Very nice? Not hospitable?"

"I said I would come to see him when I have time."

"Then what?"

Then……

The sweeping monk put his hands together and looked calm, "Amitabha, good, good, the little donor doesn't need to come to see the old monk intently."

The implication is: I don't want to see you.

"Did you do anything to other people's masters?"

"No, I just broke the boundary in the battle. I was so excited that I forced him to fight for another hour, and then it seemed like I accidentally broke his clothes."

"You still want someone to give you a good look?"

"But I promised to buy him a new set of clothes, and I don't know how angry this old man is."

“…”

There is no help.

...

The next day.

Link slept until noon and felt very happy, but when he woke up and looked at the time, he washed slowly without any haste. The four small Gaigai, Meilan, Zhuju, had already gone up the mountain to protect Xuzhu, for fear that the palace lord of the Lingjiu Palace would suffer.

"The time should be almost done, let's go."

A few days ago, Zhuang Juxian, the new leader of the Beggars' Sect, sent someone to post a post, asking the Shaolin Sect to regard him as the leader of the Central Plains martial arts. The Beggars' Sect also posted heroic posts because of this incident, and invited many heroes with prestige in the world to visit Shaolin Temple for the ceremony.

In fact, the meaning is that these people were invited to participate in the competition for the leader of the martial arts world.

Link hasn't even gone up the mountain yet.

I saw a bunch of salted fish from the Star Sect shouting slogans while watching a white-haired old Guapi holding a feather fan fighting with Murong Fu. The two fought back and forth, and it was no need to ask that it was Ding Chunqiu.

Link was also interested in the battle between these two people, so he stood and watched, and by the way he wanted to see the world-famous Murong in Gusu.

But before I could watch it for a long time, the monks of Shaolin Temple had arrived with weapons.

Ding Chunqiu, the guy who killed Shaolin before, had killed the Xuanbeng and the two masters of Xuannan, were the big haters of the Shaolin sect. When Shaolin monks heard that he could sit down at Shaoshi Mountain, they rushed over with their weapons.

"Create the Arhat Formation!"

Five hundred monks responded, "Create the Arhat Formation!"

The red clothes flashed, the gray shadows rolled, and the five hundred monks gathered in groups in the east and west, scattered all over the mountains and fields.

I have long heard of the name of the Shaolin Sect's Arhat Formation, but for more than a hundred years, the Shaolin Sect has never been used before outsiders. No one except the monks in this temple could see them. At this time, I saw the monks' cloaks and hats, red or gray, yellow or black; the weapons were different, either swords, swords, sticks or shovels, and everyone ran like flying, and in an instant they surrounded the disciples of the Xingsu Sect in the center of Gai.

This real scene is much more spectacular than when watching a movie. Link sat in the distance, slowly...

Take out the potato chips.
Chapter completed!