"The general said that he stayed here for three years just for today. What did he mean?" Lu Bing asked calmly with his face as usual.
"If I send people to burn the case files before you check the files, do you think you can find out my whereabouts?" Feng Zhou looked at Lu Bing in front of him, with a half-smile on his face.
"What?" Lu Bing's face was startled and he couldn't help but take two steps back.
Everything he did was actually in his eyes?
I know I have to search the archives.
He also knew that after consulting the archives, he would surely discover the secrets hidden in the imperial prison.
He has insight into people's hearts to this extent.
"This... is impossible." Lu Bing said hoarsely, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"If my prediction is correct, there are five people outside the fence, but at least there is an ambush outside the cell." Feng Zhou ignored Lu Bing's surprise and continued to ask.
"That's right! The general's martial arts are unparalleled. He even captured the little Tatar prince alive back then. If I despise you, I'm afraid I'll be asking for trouble."
Lu Bing admitted honestly.
"Then do you think these people can handle me?" Feng Zhou said.
"The general's martial arts skills are outstanding, but don't underestimate the people of the world." Lu Bing said.
"People from the world? Are these the people behind you?" Feng Zhou then took a direct look at the four guards behind Lu Bing.
"The temples are bulging high, the bones and flesh are thick, and the fingers are thick calluses. It seems that they are all from the training family. Lu Qianhu just wants them to take my life?" Feng Zhou said calmly, with no care on his face.
"The general has a keen eye. They are all Shaolin masters. They are not capable of killing the enemy in battle, but fighting in close quarters and removing people's heads is beyond their ordinary capabilities." Lu Bing said, slowly retreating.
At the same time, I secretly admired him: "Those who have thunder in their hearts and a flat lake in their faces can be regarded as generals. Jiang Bin remained calm even when he was dying, which seems to be extraordinary! But it is a pity that today is the day when he will be buried."
After he took a few steps back, the two-layer steel fence of the cell suddenly opened.
Four tall Shaolin masters entered the room proudly.
"With just a few of you, you still want to deal with me? I'm afraid you have to go back and practice for ten years." Feng Zhou stood in the middle of the cell, his tone very calm.
"Jiang Bin, you are already a prisoner, so don't be arrogant!"
The four masters all scolded.
"Since you know my name, you still haven't told me my name." Feng Zhou said with a smile.
"Okay, then let you know our reputation before you die." One of them snorted coldly: "A certain Zhao Guoping practices Iron Arm Kung Fu."
"Liu Guozhi, a certain family, practices Arhat Gong."
"A certain Hua Guohai family practices the art of subduing dragons and subduing elephants."
"Zhang Guoli, a certain sect, practices as a great monument thrower."
"If Master Fangzheng is here, he can give me a fight. You four little shrimps are not worth mentioning." Feng Zhou said calmly.
"Haha, General Jiang, it has been many years and no one has questioned our four brothers!"
Zhao Guoping said with a sneer.
"The last person who questioned us was Yang Tinghe's lackey Qin Zheng. This person was from the Qinghai sect. We had his head twisted on the spot. Mr. Yang Ge had no choice but to resign and return home!"
Liu Guozhi said in a cold voice.
The four masters of the Shaolin Sect were invited by Lu Bing's father, Lu Yun, to the Shaolin Temple when he went to Beijing that year.
They were the young emperor and handled some matters for the emperor personally. They made great achievements in battle and many legends were spread.
"Just a few half-blooded little mice." Feng Zhou's face was neither happy nor sad, and his eyes were indifferent:
"There are many masters in the Shaolin sect, but the four of you are obviously not qualified!"
"General, you are invincible on the battlefield, but in this room, you don't have the majesty you have on the battlefield! If we cut off your head, in the future we will return home in fine clothes, and the teachers and commanders of Shaolin Temple will also admire us.
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Hua Guohai sneered coldly, looking at Feng Zhou with his eyes shining with bloodthirsty light.
In the eyes of ordinary Jinyi guards and border soldiers, Feng Zhou was a mighty and invincible general, but in the eyes of the four Shaolin masters, Feng Zhou made their achievements weak.
Defeating Feng Zhou will not only take a step forward in front of the lord, but also become famous all over the world.
"General, I'm offended!" Zhang Guoping said directly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the momentum of the four tall Shaolin masters changed dramatically. Ordinary martial arts masters would feel frightened just facing them.
The four of them are highly skilled in martial arts and are the first-rate masters of the Shaolin Sect. The first-rate masters of the Shaolin Sect are naturally the first-rate masters in the martial arts world. Whether it is internal strength, fists, feet or speed, they are all beyond the reach of ordinary people.
But Feng Zhou seemed to have no feeling at all.
"Let's go together, I'm in a hurry."
He said calmly.
"I am enough to deal with you!" Zhao Guoping snorted coldly and stood out from the crowd. He is the tallest among the four Shaolin masters, with long body and long hands. He never wants to say more and only relies on his fists to fight.
world.
Every time he stepped on the ground, there was a rumbling vibration, just like an elephant. The exposed skin was a bronze color, just like the ancient god of war Chi You.
"boom!"
He punched Feng Zhou like a huge mountain. It seemed that just one punch could turn Jiang Bin, the great general in his eyes, into a pulp.
Being able to kill an invincible general like Jiang Bin, Zhao Guoping will definitely leave his name in history, and even among the Shaolin sect, he will shine through the ages.
Thinking of this, a sinister smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.
But Feng Zhou just stretched out a hand and blocked Zhao Guoping's Lingtian attack.
The fist wind carrying the sound of hurricane thunder disappeared in an instant.
"What? How is it possible?"
Zhao Guoping's face changed wildly.
He has been practicing Iron Arm Kung Fu for twenty-eight years. He once resisted a galloping horse weighing a thousand kilograms on the street. Even an elephant could be knocked away by the iron fist.
But now, a punch hit Feng Zhou's hand, like cotton wool, and the overwhelming power was instantly dissipated.
Zhao Guoping was the strongest among the four. His punch was so powerful that he couldn't even break Feng Zhou's casual letter.?
Seeing this scene, the other three people all stared at each other with concern.
Lu Bing, who was outside the cell, had learned about General Jiang Bin's strength from various battle reports, classics, and documents, but this time he faced him head-on and truly realized how strong he was.
"We all come from the same lineage of martial arts and have our own inheritance. I can spare your lives, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
Feng Zhou said coldly.
"kill!"
Zhao Guoping roared and punched again.
His punch almost destroyed the sky and the earth. The power and momentum of this blow were far beyond what he could compare with before. It was almost as powerful as a thunder strike. The other three were shocked by it.
"Senior Brother Zhao's Iron Arm Kung Fu is worthy of being the strongest martial arts in our sect."
The other three people showed admiration in their eyes.
No wonder Zhao Guoping defeated the top ten martial monks in the temple and became the number one lay disciple in the temple.
"Nothing more than that!"
Feng Zhou snorted coldly, his eyes boiling with murderous intent.
"Today, all of you, the four great masters of the Shaolin Sect, will become yesterday's flowers!"