Fan doesn't know whether he is lucky or unlucky at this point. Based on the draw of lots, he is ranked last.
Fortunately, he could see the true strength of all the competitors.
Unfortunately, he saw the list of opponents he was going to fight against: Xu Zhu.
Um?
Wait, isn't Xu Zhu a little monk with no martial arts skills?
How in this world is he qualified and able to participate in the triennial competition?
Just when Mai Fan felt very puzzled, a burst of noisy sounds came from the already vigorous martial arts arena.
"Isn't it a grand competition for the whole temple? Why can't we, the people in the service room, participate?"
Mai Fan felt that the voice sounded familiar, so he looked behind him.
He saw a familiar figure hidden among the group of people, looking towards the competition venue with an unconvincing look.
This person is Huo Gong Toutuo who makes tofu for him every day.
Just because he said this, Mai Fan suddenly remembered an episode about this Huo Gong Tutuo.
No way?
It's not what I thought, is it?
Mai Fan was just thinking about how he should respond if something like what he imagined happened, and then the host in front of him called his name.
"Liao Fan from Class C is an affiliated monk of Huichang Temple. Xu Zhu from Class A is in charge of direct disciples."
Now there was no time for Mai Fan to think carefully. He turned his head back and stepped into the competition venue first.
Then he saw Xu Zhu in the game world, and it really matched the description in martial arts.
This is a very ugly monk who is not annoying at all.
Probably because his eyes were too innocent and ignorant, people who saw him would immediately ignore his somewhat ugly appearance.
Now, the two people faced each other, and after singing a promise, they very politely started to start the war.
"Bah!"
When Mai Fan collided with him for the first time, he knew that he would have to use the character card immediately.
Just relying on his personal attributes, he is no match for the opponent.
I don’t know why the host of this world taught Xu Zhu such advanced martial arts. Mai Fan threw out the Bianji and Buddha, and applied the dual card attributes to him, and then he barely managed to take the opponent’s second move.
trick.
"Internal strength! Jiuyang?!"
The cheating system of the tavern played a key role at this time. Only through this did Mai Fan know why the opponent was so powerful.
No wonder he had already mastered Wei Tuo Palm to the point of being extremely proficient, but the person opposite him was still on a par with him.
This Xu Zhu started practicing one of the most advanced internal skills that not many people have access to.
Mai Fan looked at the ordinary Shaolin internal skills he was currently resting on, and felt a sense of grievance welling up in his heart.
Is this an example of relying on my father to take off? Damn it, for the sake of strategy, I must also win the title of No. 1 among the wordless generation.
Mai Fan thought of this, and after making a feint, he immediately used the powerful aura of the Secret Buddha.
The next move is for two people to face each other, one is empty and the other is real, they should be able to steal a handful of Xu Zhu.
"boom!"
The opponent tilted slightly, and his body was directly knocked out by Mai Fan.
It doesn't matter what your internal skills are, as long as you're still working around the basic palm techniques and finding flaws, I'm still a professional.
Even the referee on the sidelines did not expect that Mai Fan would win so favorably.
They thought it would be a fierce battle, but it ended so hastily due to Mai Fan's inexplicable outburst?
Everyone saw Xu Zhu's foot stepping outside the dotted line, and they all looked at the host's location. After seeing the calm host brother with a confused look on his face, everyone's hearts suddenly became balanced.
Shaolin Temple is a sect that pays attention to fairness and justice. Regardless of whether Mai Fan is seeking advantage or cheating, victory is victory.
As a referee, you only need to see the result.
Therefore, after seeing that the abbot presided over the competition without any objection, the referee in charge of judging directly announced the result of the competition.
Mai Fan qualified to qualify.
You can compete with the remaining five outstanding brothers to be the winner of this competition.
Just when Mai Fan and several other senior brothers gathered together, suddenly, an attack outside the field finally came.
Huo Gong Tutuo was still aggrieved that the people in the miscellaneous room could not participate in the hospital-wide competition.
After he saw that all such foreign monks were qualified to receive systematic and orthodox training in the temple, his dissatisfaction with the temple sect finally broke out.
"I refuse to accept it! These people cannot be called the best monks in the temple!"
"If we only select from a few trained classes, how can we call it a selection from the whole temple?"
"Shaolin is unfair! I consider myself no worse than those on the field!"
"Why not give us people in the service room a chance? Doesn't it mean that all living beings are equal?"
Huo Gong Tutuo shouted loudly towards the venue, which made the steward in charge of him very angry.
Just like before, he wanted to hit Huo Gong Tutuo, but before his hand could fall, he was hit by Huo Gong Tutuo's backhand... and was knocked away.
"It's so noisy! I have tolerated you for a long time. If I hadn't secretly learned kung fu in the temple, you would have been thrown into a dry well in the mountains by now."
"It is not a pity for people like you to die, but I will not let go of the person who caused all this!"
After Huo Gong Tutuo muttered something, he looked towards where the host was.
The other party looked towards him and inexplicably gave Huo Gong Tutuo infinite courage.
He waved his big sleeves, flicked the dust off his body, and walked step by step towards the empty competition ground.
"I request to participate in this competition."
"I ask the monastery to give me justice."
The host actually agreed to the request of this tutu who appeared out of nowhere without any objection.
The abbot looked at the six winners and asked a question: "Which of you is willing to come forward and compete with this fellow disciple?"
Mai Fan's mind turned and he secretly stepped back a little bit. When he did this action, he found that there was someone who was actually synchronized with him.
Mai Fan turned his head... and saw Wu Hua, a distance away, smiling at him.
Okay, is this a connection between the villains?
When Mai Fan and Wu Hua were doing this tacit understanding, the remaining four of them actually took a step forward: "I'm willing!"
The person opposite is a handyman who is lighting the fire in the kitchen. Wouldn't it be easy to win against him?
Not only did he restore the reputation of the Wuzi generation, he was also able to show his face in front of the abbot.
This is simply a good thing that kills two birds with one stone!
