Although he couldn't hear, he could tell what these people were talking about through their mouth patterns. At this moment, there was a strong murderous intent in his eyes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Zuo Tianlang, if you want to play, I will play with you until I beat you to a cripple!" He muttered to himself, then in a flash, he got off the top floor.
There are twelve wolf generals under Zuo Tianlang. They have discarded their original names and now call themselves Wolf One, Wolf Two. Among them, Lang Seven is the one who makes Zuo Tianlang most at ease among the twelve wolf generals. He is thoughtful and considerate.
Never made a mistake.
Lang Qi called his six most capable men to his residence and solemnly ordered: "Master Lang has a mission. Please be careful this time and make sure there are no mistakes!"
"Brother Qi, don't worry, we know!" Lang Qi's subordinates said with a ferocious smile.
At this time, the door was kicked open with a bang, and Zhang Jun walked in slowly, staring at Lang Qi and others with cold eyes. The sudden situation made Lang Qi's expression change, and he recognized Zhang immediately
Jun, loudly said: "Zhang Jun!"
Zhang Jun said coldly: "Wolf Qi, don't you want to test my bottom line? Then I tell you, you have already touched the bottom line, so wait for the verdict!"
"Kill him!" Lang Qi knew that Zhang Jun was coming with bad intentions, so he immediately became ferocious and ordered his subordinates to take action. In this case, even if Zhang Jun was killed, others could not say anything.
Zhang Jun didn't move at all, golden needles flew out from his fingers one after another, and the rubbing method was silent. The people who attacked fell to the ground and died, with a golden needle stuck between their eyebrows.
Lang Qi was shocked. He roared angrily, covered his face with his sleeves, and pounced towards Zhang Jun. He was a master of energy transfer, and his strength was not bad. Unfortunately, he was facing Zhang Jun, so he couldn't even execute a move.
"boom!"
A simple punch hit Lang Qi's chest, breaking both of his arms in the process.
"Crack!"
Lang Qi fell to the ground and died. His eyes were wide open before he died. He couldn't understand how the other party could be so powerful. He seemed to have the domineering and strength that only Brother Lang could have.
Zuo Tianlang soon received the news of his subordinate's death, but he was very calm and told those around him not to act rashly. He did not move, but Zhang Jun was not idle. In the next two days, Wolf One, Wolf Five, and Wolf Eight
, Wolf Nine, and Wolf Twelve were killed by him one after another, all with one move.
In Zhang Jun's residence, Zhang Wu was sipping a glass of wine. His kung fu had recovered, but he still had to rest for a while. The wine he was drinking now was a medicinal wine prepared by Zhang Jun using a secret method, which was beneficial to the human body.
"Brother, you have wiped out half of the twelve wolves. How come Zuo Tianlang is still so calm?" Zhang Wu asked.
Zhang Jun is playing with the sea turtle in front of him. This beast has grown up and only stays at home for a few days a month. The rest of the time is spent in the wilderness. Under the nourishment of the golden light of Zhang Junfo's eyes, its feathers have completely turned into
He has a golden color, his eyes are like lightning, and his claws are sharp, and he can kill an adult coyote with one blow.
Hai Dongqing was very obedient under Zhang Jun's hands, like a big pheasant, half-closing his eyes and tilting his head to look cute.
"He is waiting for the opportunity, but I will not give him time." Zhang Jun said lightly, "Not many people in the martial arts world know me, Zhang Jun. Master wants me to become famous in the martial arts world and become the best master in the world. Now.
When I meet Zuo Tianlang, a master who holds pills in half a step, he is also the number one master among the younger generation in Xijiang. It would be best if I could defeat him."
"Brother, are you going to defeat him openly?" Zhang Wu was surprised. Although he knew Zhang Jun's strength, he didn't think he could fight against a master who held half a step.
"Of course I have to be upright, otherwise how can I convince the people of the world?" Zhang Jun said, "Not only do I have to be upright, but I also want to beat him to death in front of all the martial arts heroes in the world!"
Zhang Wu's eyes lit up and he said: "Brother, your next step is to send a battle invitation to Zuo Tianlang, right? Then invite all the martial arts comrades from all over the world?"
Zhang Jun nodded: "I have killed six wolves. Zuo Tianlang has already had murderous intentions towards me. He only dared not take action out of fear of my master. Therefore, when I declare a challenge, he will definitely accept the challenge."
"Since you are confident, leave it to me to invite fellow martial arts practitioners." Zhang Wu said with a smile.
At this point, Zhang Jun remembered that Zhang Wu also had a sect, and he seemed to have a pretty good background, so he asked: "Fifth brother, you have always been secretive about your origin, now you should tell me who you studied with, right?"
Zhang Wu sighed: "To this day, I really feel sorry for Master's teachings. How dare I mention it in front of outsiders, lest it ruin his reputation."
Zhang Jun said with a smile: "I know even if you don't tell me, your rack may appear to be both physical and mental, but at most it is the intention of Shaolin. Am I right?"
Zhang Wu looked leisurely and fascinated, lost in memories, and said: "When I was a child, I was a naughty child, and my family lived near the Shaolin Temple. At that time, I often went to the temple to do bad things. Today I pooped on the head of the Buddha statue, and tomorrow
Just throw sand into the rice pot in the temple kitchen."
"Many times, I was caught by monks in the temple, and some wanted to punish me. Every time, the elder of the temple, Zen Master Suji, interceded and spared me many times. Until one day, I was naughty and took the Buddhist scriptures from the Shaolin Temple.
The house was burned down, and the monks were excited and wanted to send me to the police station for justice. That time, Zen Master Suji was not willing to intercede for me, so he told me that you had committed a serious crime, and from now on you would sweep the floors of the Shaolin Temple for ten years to repay the debt for the fire.
loss."
"Since then, I have been living in the Shaolin Temple. My family felt relieved and only went up to the mountain to see me once a month. Later, I gradually understood that Zen Master Suji did this to facilitate teaching me Kung Fu. He was the chosen one of Shaolin.
The great master has already practiced the seventh posture of the reflexive push-up. My qualifications are pretty good. Ten years later, I have practiced the fifth posture of Xinyi, and I am considered a master in the Shaolin Temple. So I am full of confidence.
He went down the mountain and left the monastery, and began to travel around the world until today."
Zhang Jun's heart moved. He had already reached the sixth level of Xinyi skill. He really wanted to see Zen Master Su Ji, so he said: "Fifth brother, you have never returned to Shaolin?"
Zhang Wu sighed again: "Master Suji never told me not to bully others with my strength, but I didn't do it. He also told me to take the right path, but I still didn't do it, so I have no shame to see him!"
Zhang Jun smiled "hehe" and said: "Put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. You, the 'human butcher', are worthy of your name."
Zhang Wu said with a bitter face: "Brother, please stop laughing at me."
Zhang Jun: "Fifth brother, I'm not laughing at you, but I think you should go back to Shaolin. The Zen master is willing to spend ten years teaching you, but he won't forgive you for the mistakes you made. Besides, you have nothing now, so you are considered innocent."
"
Zhang Wu was moved, he rubbed his hands and said with some sincerity: "Brother, what do you think I should do if master is angry with me?"
Zhang Jun smiled and said: "He is willing to be angry with you, which means he still regards you as his disciple in his heart. If you are an outsider, why would he be angry?"
Zhang Wumao paused, patted his forehead, and said: "I should have gone back a long time ago!" Then he thought for a while and said, "I will let the master host this competition. With the power of the Shaolin Temple, it will attract the attention of the martial arts.
The bigger the momentum, the better.”
Zhang Jun said: "If the Shaolin Temple is willing to help, it will be easy. It will save me a lot of trouble. I will make a challenge tonight and we will go to the Shaolin Temple early tomorrow morning!"
That night, someone sent the gauntlet to Zuo Tianlang's office. After reading the gauntlet, Zuo Tianlang sneered and said, "I don't know whether to live or die! Zhang Jun, Zhang Jun, you gave me a legitimate reason to kill you!"
"
The six wolf generals who were still alive among the twelve wolf generals were all filled with righteous indignation. The second wolf said: "Brother Lang, this kid thinks that having a good master will make him lawless, so we should take this opportunity to get rid of him!"
"Yes, although that kid's kung fu is good, there is no way he can be Brother Lang's opponent." Lang Si said, "He is seeking his own death this time!"
Zuo Tianlang narrowed his eyes and said: "If he dares to issue a challenge, he must be prepared. I can't underestimate the enemy." After thinking for a while, he said, "You will take care of the affairs here for the time being. Accept the challenge first. I want to go back."
I’ll go to Xijiang to meet the master and ask for advice about the competition.”
Lang Er said: "Brother Lang, do you want to make more noise in this duel? Brother Lang, you are now the number one master of the younger generation in Xijiang, but your reputation in the country is not very famous. This time you must be able to kill Shenzhou.
Buyi's apprentice will definitely become famous!"
Zuo Tianlang: "It's up to you to arrange these matters. You don't need to ask me for instructions."
On the afternoon of the next day, Zhang Jun and Zhang Wu appeared at the Shaolin Temple. The Shaolin Temple has been developing in the direction of commercialization in the past ten years, so there are many tourists in front of the temple, and it is very lively. It is not what Zhang Wu remembered at all.
He looked disappointed and muttered: "The new abbot is so damn bad, he has made the temple a mess!"
Zhang Jun laughed "haha": "I think this is good. At least the world will know about Shaolin Temple and Zen, which will be conducive to the spread of Buddhism."
Obviously the front door was not suitable for the two of them to enter, so they went directly around to the back mountain. Although it had been more than ten years since they left the temple, the old people in the temple recognized Zhang Wu as soon as he appeared. A middle-aged monk said in surprise: "Xiao Wu
!”
Zhang Wuyi was stunned, but also recognized the other party, and said loudly: "Yongming!"
The two hugged each other affectionately, and Yongming said: "Why did you come back? Where have you been all these years?"
Zhang Wuyi was speechless and said: "Forget it, let me ask you where Master Suji is?"
Yongming said: "Ancestor Suji has been in seclusion for half a year and has never seen outsiders. But now that you are back, I can go and report."
"Then it's up to you, Lao Yongming. I'll be waiting in the outer courtyard." Zhang Wu said gratefully.
"Why are you so polite? I'm going." Yongming said and left.
Zhang Jun asked: "Fifth brother, this Yongming calls Master Suji his ancestor. It seems that he has a very high seniority."
"Among the generations in Shaolin, from top to bottom, they are Su, De, Xing, Yong, Yan, Heng, and Yongming. There is a gap of three generations. Naturally, I have to respectfully call my master the ancestor." Zhang Wu said quite proudly, "
If I hadn't become a monk, he would have called me Grand Master Uncle."
While they were talking, Yong Ming came back and called out: "Xiao Wu, ancestor, please come over!"
In a quiet Zen courtyard in the back mountain, an old man with white beard and hair stood in the courtyard. When Zhang Wu arrived in front of the courtyard gate, tears came down. He knelt down at the door with a "plop" and said in a trembling voice: "Unworthy disciple Zhang Fugui,
Meet the master!"
Zhang Jun also saw Li from the side, then raised his head to look at the old Zen master.
Zen Master Suji slowly turned around, with a kind expression on his face, and said warmly: "It's Xiao Wu. You haven't been back for more than ten years. Get up quickly." Then he looked at Zhang Jun, with a gleam in his eyes, "This is you.
friend?"
Zhang Wu stood up and walked over in a few steps. There was a feeling of admiration on his face, which was nearly forty years old, and he said: "Master, he is Zhang Jun, my disciple's good brother."