Chapter 287: There is still a mountain as high as a mountain
Chapter 287: A mountain is as high as a mountain
There was a bang.
The powerful force of the Fire Order that swept through thousands of troops did not knock Chen Chao down. Instead, he was shocked by Chen Chao's right foot, which was stronger than steel. Chen Chao did not wait for the Fire Order to make the next reaction, and his body
As fast as lightning, he dwarfed down, and a palm as big as a cattail fan quickly reached down, like an eagle catching a chicken. His five claws hit Huo Ling's shoulder blades. Huo Ling's shoulder blades were caught, but Huo Ling was also caught.
He was strong, using his luck to move Chen Chao's fingers, but Chen Chao was not moved at all. Only then did Yi Po feel that Chen Chao's kung fu was so powerful that people and gods were outraged. Chen Chao grabbed it
, the hind foot retreated, the wrist shook violently, and then a huge force surged towards the fire order.
Huo Ling's body was "thrown" by this irresistible force, and he was thrown hard. Chen Chao's thumb and middle finger dug into his shoulder blades like knives, penetrating into the skin. His hands were already stained
With blood stains visible, Huo Ling's body was immediately thrown out by him.
While Chen Chao threw him away, he quickly kicked him and hit Huo Ling in the chest.
Bang.
Huo Ling's body was hung directly on the wall.
Chen Chao slid his feet to the moment when Huo Ling was about to land, and grabbed Huo Ling's neck with one hand, as if he was holding a duck by the neck.
"If you can't defeat me within twenty moves, this will be your fate."
Huo Ling's face showed a strange red color. He was extremely unbelievable. This was impossible? Chen Chao would not be so strong. He was not a disciple of Xingzi generation? Could he be some kind of foreign spy?
"I'm really sorry." Chen Chao showed a smile that was not apologetic. "After all, you are the uncle here. I just want to tell you that if I want to be the boss, I can be." Master Huo Ling did not show any sympathy.
The expression of fear of death, compared with the eyes, the expression is calm and peaceful: "You win." I win? No, there are many masters in Kunlun Temple." Chen Chao said lightly, "I am just a disciple of Xingzi generation.
I'm offended, uncle."
"You are not just offensive, you are simply disrespectful to my Kunlun."
A strong voice sounded, and then a Taoist priest nearly two meters tall walked in,
Huo Hui, Huo Ling's senior brother.
"Anyone who offends Uncle Master shall be imprisoned for ten days and beaten for fifty days." Huo Hui punched Chen Chao.
"You will destroy my body as soon as you make a move. As an uncle, you are so unreasonable."
"I am your uncle, I cannot allow you to point fingers at me."
"I have to point fingers at you." Chen Chao sneered, "I don't care what you are, uncle."
After Chen Chao finished speaking, he made a sliding move with his right foot, and rushed in front of Huo Hui, slamming his fist at Hui Hui. Hui Hui subconsciously raised his arms to resist Chen Chao's powerful and heavy punch.
Afterwards, Huo Hui was about to fight back, but Chen Chao's fist hit him again. This time the force was stronger and heavier than before. It was still in the same position. Huo Hui had no way to raise his arm to resist the punch.
Chen Chao had no chance for Huo Hui to counterattack, so he relied on his instantaneous explosive power to continuously hit Huo Hui's right arm with his fists.
Soon, Huo Hui felt his arms begin to feel numb. What made Hui Hui even more upset was that he felt that his hand bones were about to break.
Chen Chao's fists hit each time harder, harder, and harder each time.
Huo Hui's legs began to bend slightly, which was caused by the accumulated strength of Chen Chao's fist.
He couldn't take a step back at this moment.
Chen Chao and Huo Hui were doing the same action over and over again.
Huo Hui's face gradually turned pale. If he continued like this, he would definitely be hit by Chen Chao's fist and his arm would be disabled.
If he were to discuss martial arts alone, Chen Chao might not be his opponent, but Chen Chao was so shameless that he used extremely cruel moves to fight him like this.
This made Huo Hui so angry that he was shaking all over, but there was nothing he could do.
The sound of fists hitting arms was endless.
Chen Chao suddenly shouted, "Bend down." A powerful force that could split Mount Huashan burst out from his fist.
A squeaking sound.
The bones of Huo Hui's right arm suddenly broke, being broken by Chen Chaosheng.
His legs bent uncontrollably.
Huo Hui's face looked horrified and resentful, that he was actually defeated by Chen Chao's move.
"Xingyuan."
Only the sound that seemed to come from far away was heard.
The master of Kunlun Temple realized the Tao and came to Zen enlightenment.
"No matter what the reason is, as a disciple, you should respect your teacher." Wu Dao, the master, finally exuded supreme majesty and momentum, "I will be detained for ten days, and some of you seniors will also be detained." After a pause.
After pausing, he looked at Huo Ling and Huo Hui and said, "You are now grown ups. Let's take action with Xingyuan. Go back and write a 10,000-word self-reflection and hand it over to me tomorrow night."
"It's the headmaster."
"Who is in charge?"
Chan Ming gave Chen Chao a look to signal him not to mess around.
This is Kunlun Temple, not an ordinary place.
If Chen Chao really wants to cause chaos, then the headmaster will take action until he does. If the headmaster is not good enough, then the elders will take action. It will be difficult for Chen Chao not to die by then.
Chen Chao suppressed the urge to curse, he was so numb, why should he confine me, but in the end he suppressed it.
He was indeed a little impulsive just now.
Ten days of confinement? A dark secret room. Chen Chao had a headache just thinking about it.
"Satan, where did you hide Chen Chao?"
"Me? I didn't. I was looking for him first. Why did you, a birdman, suddenly look for him?"
Large swaths of orchids floated in the sky, filling the air with a rich fragrance.
"It's not harsh to be called a birdman by you." I heard a low, magnetic man's voice.
Wearing a red uniform, his slightly long hair was tied into a ponytail with a red rope. The person who came here had a charming face and a vermilion mole between his eyebrows. He was about forty years old, and his hands were hidden
Under the slender sleeves is a pair of ordinary wooden shoes.
"Tianwan." Satan said in a very affirmative tone. Only this kind of dress can give him a charming feeling, and the smile on the corner of his mouth is extremely playful.
This person can be said to be the most elegant person in the Shenpin Pavilion. He is proficient in Waka, Chinese poetry, pipa, flute, as well as incense ceremony and tea ceremony. It is not too much to be a prodigy.
He and Tianwan had a good tea ceremony discussion ten years ago.
"We haven't seen each other for ten years, and the bishop's style is still the same." Tian Wan smiled faintly, with a pair of eyes that were as good as the morning stars and the smile of meeting a friend again. He is not a person who easily reveals his inner emotions, because he is also very fond of Satan.
.Many things between men are unexplainable, even if he is your best enemy.
Satan also smiled and said: "For you, the bishop, how about we talk about tea today?"
"That's what I meant." Tian Wan smiled.
A disciple placed the square table in front of Satan.
The ground was covered with patches of orchids, and there was a teapot and two teacups on the table.
Satan knelt on the ground with his legs and said: "Tea is still tea, but this person may not be that person anymore."
Tian Wan smiled, knelt down on the ground, held the crystal cup lightly in his hand, and raised the cup to Satan in a gentle, elegant and polite manner.
"The flowers are still fragrant, but the people are hard to come by." Tian Wan's expression was like a spring breeze, revealing a mood that made Satan happy. Even his opponent was still the most elegant one, "Who can drink three cups of tea with the bishop?"
They are all bird people, I’ll be the last one.”
His eyes showed sincerity.
Satan also picked up the tea cup, but did not drink it. He put it to his mouth, as if smelling the fragrance of the tea leaves.
"This tea can only exude a light fragrance after being warmed. After drinking it, it will make people feel comfortable physically and mentally. If tea does not have the best water to soak thoroughly, wouldn't it be a great pleasure in life?"
Tian Wan's eyes lit up: "The implication behind your words..."
Satan smiled lightly: "When you taste tea, you need to use snow water from the Tianshan Mountains, so you can taste it to a certain level."
Above Kunlun, there are peaks that have snowed for ten thousand years, and their water is not cold but warm.
Satan stretched out his hand, and the man suddenly handed over a bottle. He opened the lid, and a fragrant smell hit him. Wouldn't it be more intense if it was put into tea.
"The fruits of Kunlun are truly unique in the world."
Satan looked gentle and said: "Your tea art is certainly worthy of the water from the Tianshan Mountains."
Tian Wan said: "I don't think there are many people in the world who are worthy of me."
This sentence was said very casually, but also very arrogantly.
Satan recognized his tea skills and respected him as a person, saying: "After drinking this cup of tea, you and I may have become enemies." After a pause, "You and I were once friends."
He drank it all in one gulp, as if he were drinking. If he could be his friend, looking at the whole of China or Asia, with less than five fingers, this Tianwan would be half a friend.
Tian Wan also drank it down in one gulp, with a helpless smile on his lips: "Being my opponent against Tan Hwa Lang is the biggest regret in my life. But it is also a great joy."
Satan said: "You remember the accounts of twenty years clearly, but you Japanese are suitable for doing such things..."
Tian Wan's charming face showed a touch of sadness.
"If I could, I would rather kill a thousand people than face Li Tanhua. The ancients said that if you have a close friend in life, you will die without regrets. In this world, people always have to do things that they don't want to do but do it anyway.
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He has a strong sense of self-deprecation.
Satan suddenly smiled: "What's the matter? He has his own reasons for finding you. Maybe it's time for us to meet." He picked up the tea cup and said, "This is the second cup. This cup is to thank you for the bullet ten years ago."
Pass a song."
Satan glanced at Tian Wan and said calmly: "Where is your Yuling?"
After Tianwan heard this sentence, he smiled. The smile at the corner of his mouth was warm, and his eyes were surprisingly gentle, as if he was hearing his lover, not an animal.
"The Yuling will always be with me." Tian Wan stretched out his slender and clean hands, which were a pair of hands that could transform the weird and unpredictable, because they were full of unpredictable witchcraft.
A cute-looking black kitten squatted next to Tian Wan, with a pair of sapphire eyes.
