Duoji was stunned and lay on the floor motionless. Chang Yu, who was lying next to him, was panting and sweating profusely. If he hadn't used the strangulation technique, it would have been really difficult to deal with this monk. As the saying goes, there are specialties in martial arts, some are good at boxing and others are good at boxing.
Some people are good at legs and some are good at wrestling. This is why many competitions in later generations will have to establish rules.
In terms of boxing, both Wu Zhong and others are top-notch fighters, but in terms of comprehensive skills, they are not as good as Chang Yu. He is not only good at standing strikes but also ground skills, so once he encounters a well-matched opponent, he will pull the opponent to the ground.
To win, for example, Wuzhong has been locked up by him countless times.
The monk's martial arts and boxing skills in front of him are also top-notch. What's even more terrible is that this guy has developed the ability to make a body of steel and copper. If you hit him a thousand times, you will injure yourself eight hundred times. To put it bluntly, this guy is particularly resistant to beatings.
The shopkeeper and some of the waiters at the top of the stairs looked up. Their previous calls to report to the police were just threats. If there was a fight these days, as long as no one was killed, there was really no need to report to the official. They would only get themselves into trouble.
What's more, it's raining outside and if you report to the officials that there's a fight, the officials may not come.
The crackling sound above finally stopped. The shopkeeper boldly went upstairs and saw two people lying on the floor on the second floor. He couldn't help but feel nervous. Someone must have died. That would be unlucky...
Before he could open his mouth, Chen Ruxin came over and took out a piece of silver: "We will pay for the damage to the building. Please bring a basin of cold water up."
When the shopkeeper looked at the money, he really wished they could beat them a little longer and smash it a little more. He quickly collected the money and said, "Sir, no one was killed."
"I'm just lying down for a while when I'm tired from competing." Chen Ruxin smiled.
"That's good, that's good." The shopkeeper smiled with a smile on his face, turned around and went downstairs without shouting to the waiter next to him: "You're deaf, right? Why don't you hurry up and bring water to the guests?"
"My boss, are you able to catch your eye?" Wu Zhong came over to help Chang Yu rub his arms and legs and chuckled. Chang Yu hummed: "He's a strange product. Does he have a clean background?"
"I don't know the details, but I heard him say something. His master was the abbot of a monastery in Qinghai. He was killed because of a sectarian dispute. He went to Lhasa for help, but the people there didn't want to go to war and didn't do anything. He was extremely disappointed and went to seek revenge on his own.
He was almost killed, so he wandered around Qinghai looking for an opportunity to take revenge. Later, he met a humble man and they traveled together. They separated due to a misunderstanding the year before last." Wuzhong thought for a moment and said.
Chang Yu nodded: "There are four sects in Uzang, red, yellow, and white. The relationship between them is complicated and the competition is fierce and cruel. Anyway, it is very chaotic. I just don't know which sect his master was killed for. It is probably the Red Sect.
This is when the battle between red and yellow is at its most intense.”
Wuzhong shook his head: "Then I don't know."
"How is his conduct?" Chang Yu asked again, and Wuzhong smiled: "The monks in Uzang seem to be different from us. They don't seem to be very taboo about meat and wine."
"That's because of the geographical environment of Uzang. The climate there is harsh, there are few green vegetables, and most people eat meat to satisfy their hunger. Moreover, some of their scriptures also allow drinking and eating meat." Chang Yu explained, and Wuzhong's eyes widened: "
The boss is really a god, he knows everything."
Chang Yu rolled his eyes: "Don't flatter him and talk about him."
Wu Zhong smiled and continued: "He doesn't avoid eating and drinking, but he also kills animals, but he doesn't indulge in women, and he is very stubborn. He has to see the coffin before crying... Oh, by the way, and this guy is also special.
He pays attention to his reputation and is most afraid of others saying that he is a cheater or something. He considers himself a decent person."
Chang Yu laughed: "No wonder he is so angry when he is said to be a freeloader. Damn, he thinks he is the light of the righteous path."
While the two were talking, Wang Zhengnan had been carefully looking at Duoji who had fainted, and rubbed his arm with his hand: "I don't know how this person can make copper-covered steel bars. How much willpower is required."
"The people over there in Uszang have a difficult living environment, which has led to them cultivating a way of cultivation called ascetic cultivation, which is very unbearable!" Chang Yu sighed: "Their strong willpower comes from their beliefs, and Uszang is a
A place of faith”.
"What is faith?" Wu Zhong was confused.
Chang Yu was at a loss for words and didn't know how to answer. He looked at the sword on Wuzhong's waist and said, "Just like your confidence in your sword skills, with a sword in your hand, I can take over the world! The sword is your belief!"
Wuzhong seemed to understand, and Wang Zhengnan smiled: "Perhaps it's because Buddhists and Taoists have deep faith in those Bodhisattvas and gods. They believe in the existence of gods, their omnipotence, and their ability to give them blessings."
Strength, luck or something like that."
Uh...yes! Chang Yu slapped his head: "What you said is easier to understand than me..." At this time, the store clerk came up with a basin of cold water. Chen Ruxin took it and brought it to Chang Yu: "Master, wash your face."
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Chang Yu washed the sweat off his face and wiped his body, then raised his hand and threw it at Duoji's face. After a while, Duoji woke up leisurely, and when he came to his senses, he suddenly turned over and stood up: "Shameless, I actually fought with you in a wheel battle."
"If you lose, you lose. If you are not as good as others, there is no excuse. I can still knock you out if I try again." Chang Yu smiled faintly, Duoji narrowed his eyes and looked at Chang Yu carefully: "You are not good at grappling skills..."
Moreover, Chang Yu rolled his eyes: "Slap your chest and think about it, can you beat me in terms of boxing and kicking skills?"
Duoji frowned and thought for a moment: "You are already extraordinary in martial arts at such a young age, but you are still a little inferior to Master Seng..."
"What is inferior to me is not my martial arts skills, but my physique." Chang Yu snorted: "How big are you? If I were of the same physique as you, I would defeat you in a minute!"
Duoji lowered his head and thought for a moment: "That at least means that you and I are about the same in martial arts. If we are superior in skill, why worry about the difference in physique..."
"You have such a difference in physique. I even made you faint. Now you still have the nerve to refuse to accept me and accuse me of fighting." Chang Yu curled his lips. Duoji's face turned red. Just when he was about to clamor for another high and low fight, he suddenly looked at Chang Yu and exclaimed.
: "On you..."
It turned out that the bruises on Chang Yu's body had disappeared. Duoji knew very well how powerful he was, and none of his opponents were covered in bruises, redness, and swelling. Within a few days, he knew that after ten days and a half, he didn't see Wuzhong.
His nose and face were all bruised and swollen now, but this young man's body was as usual now, which shocked him very much.
"Grass,"
"We are called King Kong Immortal here. He has the power of indestructibility. He is invulnerable and is much more resistant to beatings than your lotus flower." Wuzhong also snorted.
Seeing Duo Ji being fooled by them, Chang Yu said: "I'm willing to admit defeat. Since you lost, you have to do things with me."
Duoji shook his head: "No, Master Seng has other things to do."
"You have such shit, you are in such a miserable state that you can't even make ends meet, yet you still want to avenge your master? Then you will get the Year of the Monkey, the Horse and the Moon." Chang Yu curled his lips, Duoji was startled, then glanced at Wuzhong, and then his eyes turned red: "It's the Year of the Monkey, the Horse and the Moon.
The monk also wants to..."
"What you said is just to comfort yourself. You know in your heart that you can't fight against the Red Sect on your own, but if you follow me, it will be different." Chang Yu patted his chest with a proud look on his face.
"Why is it different? Can you help Mr. Seng take revenge?" Duoji was stunned.
Chang Yu snorted: "I'm calling the Great Immortal Vajra in vain. There are not only thousands of troops under me, but even the Red Sect with countless followers has to retreat when encountering me." Duoji became even more confused: "You are not a monk and you don't look like that.
Dao, you must be a liar."
"It's true that I'm neither a monk nor a Taoist, but I certainly didn't lie to you." Chang Yu smiled and said, "You don't have to believe me, but do you believe him?" He pointed at Wuzhong.
"Although this guy has a bad character, he is still very loyal to his friends. I can still trust him." Duoji looked at Wuzhong and nodded slightly.
"Damn it, why did I..." Wu Zhong wanted to get angry, but thought about it and gave it up: "Since you can trust me, then just listen to my advice and follow this immortal to have the hope of revenge. Otherwise, it's up to you to do it on your own."
Power, go ahead and dream."
"Then tell Master Seng exactly what he does, and follow him and ask Master Seng to do whatever he wants. You won't kill people and set fires, right?" Duoji was moved, but he was still worried.
"How many people have you killed? Didn't you set fire to it?" Wuzhong looked disdainful: "As for what he did, I'll tell you later in detail. I'm afraid that if I tell you, I'll scare you, an ignorant barbarian."
Duoji was not angry, he lowered his head and thought for a moment: "Okay, I will trust you again, but if you kill innocent people indiscriminately, I won't do it." He said and bowed his hand to Chang Yu: "I will follow you and have a look.
, if you don’t like it, leave.”
"Okay, but if you dare to call yourself a monk again, I will kill you!" Chang Yu chuckled, and Duoji's face froze: "Seng... okay, I will follow you first."
"You don't need to be a poor monk anymore. Since you have entered China and I have entered my sect, let me give you a new dharma name." Chang Yu said casually, and Dorje shook his head: "No, the dharma name can only be given by the master and the poor monk."
You cannot take another title if you already have one..."
Chang Yu knew that there were many rules there and the monk was also very stubborn, so he said, "Let's just call it Bajie."
Several people in Wuzhong laughed loudly. At this time, Journey to the West had already been written. They knew that Chang Yu was making fun of Duoji's pig-headed appearance, but Duoji didn't know. After hearing this, he shook his head: "No, no, these five meats and three abstinences from poverty."
A monk can only take two or three precepts at most, but eight will definitely not be enough..."
"Come on, it's just a title. No one asked you to quit or anything." Chang Yu waved his hand: "You have to eat well. If you haven't eaten well, I will set a table for you. It will be a blessing for you. If you eat well, I will set a table for you."
follow me".
As soon as he was asked to eat, Duoji swallowed his saliva and said, "You can eat more."
Damn it, Chang Yu was very speechless. He had a lot of wine bottles, but this was the first time he encountered a rice pail, so he asked the waiter to get some more food and watched Duoji eat and drink, making insinuations and asking questions.
"Your martial arts skills are not bad. If you practice hard for three to five years, you may be able to catch up with the poor monk." Duoji said while looking at Wang Zhengnan while wolfing down his food.
Wang Zhengnan smiled, cupped his hands and said, "I'm Wang Laixian, courtesy name Zhengnan. Please give me more advice from the master in the future." Wuzhong couldn't listen anymore and pointed at Duoji and cursed: "Why do you like to pretend so much, you little bastard?
No one here can beat you, you really think you are invincible..."
"You the fuck can do better than Mr. Seng?" Duoji yelled, and Wuzhong looked contemptuous: "You can't even be so stubborn after being beaten to a pig's head by me..."
Seeing that the two were quarreling and about to fight again, Chang Yu quickly tried to persuade them to make peace: "Let's talk about something else. If we want to fight, there will be plenty of opportunities..."
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The previous chapter was inexplicably blocked and is currently applying to be unblocked.