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Chapter 25 Why don’t you let me play with you?

Although the monks in Shaolin Temple have high martial arts skills, none of them think they can do it.

With this level of internal strength, no one in Shaolin Temple is He Zudao's opponent.

However, the monks in the Shaolin Temple could not bear to admit defeat, and were entangled in their hearts.

Especially the first Zen Master Wuxiang in the Bodhidharma Hall of Shaolin Temple. It was he who just challenged He Zudao.

As a result, before the fight started, he knew that he was destined to lose. He was suspended in mid-air for a moment, not knowing where to go.

A majestic face gradually revealed a hint of blush, like a hard-boiled egg.

Only Abbot Tianming is a true master, brilliant and graceful, and he doesn't care too much about winning or losing.

After weighing the two aspects, Abbot Tianming was about to admit defeat.

At this moment, the sound of jingling chains came.

Jue Yuan carried a pair of large iron buckets on his shoulders and brought Zhang Junbao in front of everyone.

He clasped his palms together in front of his chest and saluted the abbot.

"Jueyuan, this layman has something to tell you."

After Abbot Tianming said these words, he temporarily lifted the ban on Master Jueyuan's silence.

Master Jue Yuan looked at He Zudao carefully.

He had never seen the man in front of him before, but for some reason he traveled thousands of miles to find him in Shaolin Temple. This made Master Jue Yuan very confused.

"I don't know what the layman is talking about when he comes all the way."

He Zudao waved his hand: "It's not urgent to say that later. Which monk can come over and play a game of chess with me first."

At this time, he had just finished drawing the chess game in front of him. He was in high spirits and had no intention of talking at all.

His nickname is the Three Saints of Kunlun, which refers to his three skills in swordsmanship, chess, and writing.

The reason why He Zudao was able to practice martial arts to such an extent at such a young age.

It's because he really loves swords, chess, and books, like crazy.

Once you get interested, you won't be able to care about anything. You will become completely obsessed with it and even give up eating and sleeping.

At this time, he had finished drawing the chessboard and was addicted to chess. He could not care about other things.

He Zudao waited for a long time, but all the monks in the Shaolin Temple remained silent. No one dared to speak and move forward to play chess with him.

He raised his head in confusion and glanced at the monks in the Shaolin Temple.

Didn't these Shaolin monks keep saying they wanted to compete with him? Why, the chessboard was all drawn, but no one took action.

Facing He Zudao's gaze, all the monks in Shaolin Temple lowered their heads in shame, but even so, no one dared to stand up and compete with He Zudao.

Especially Zen Master Wuxiang, he is extremely skilled in Dharma swordsmanship and has an extremely bellicose personality. It was he who proposed this battle with He Zudao.

But at this time, facing He Zudao's gaze, Zen Master Wuxiang just turned his head away in embarrassment.

Because he knew that he was no match for He Zudao,
With He Zudao's internal strength cultivation, even if He Zudao's swordsmanship was not advanced, he would not be able to defeat He Zudao.

What's more, He Zudao is known as the Sword Master, and his swordsmanship is definitely not weak.

He is just asking for humiliation by challenging him now.

Abbot Tianming looked around and saw that no one accepted the challenge, and he understood in his heart.

He nodded: "He Zudao, the benefactor's martial arts are so unpredictable that he can draw stones as a chess game, and the monks in the Shaolin Temple are willing to defeat him."

Just then, an accident occurred.

Master Jueyuan walked forward slowly with an iron bucket on his back.I saw the iron chain dragging across Master Jue Yuan's feet, leaving a mark of about five inches under his feet, completely erasing the chess game boundary drawn by He Zudao.

Master Jue Yuan has a weak nature and only cares about Buddhism. Therefore, at first, he did not know why He Zudao came to Shaolin.

It wasn't until the abbot of Shaolin Temple admitted defeat in person that Master Jue Yuan knew that the purpose of this person's coming to Shaolin was to show off his martial arts.

As a native monk of Shaolin Temple, Master Jue Yuan would naturally not watch Shaolin being insulted like this.

This magical skill stunned everyone present.

When the chain is dragged across, it can leave marks on the ground.

Although Jue Yuan was able to do this with the blessing of the weight of the iron chain on his body, the skill displayed in it was too scary.

It is simply unimaginable what level of master this is.

The monks in Shaolin Temple cheered when they saw this scene.

The Shaolin Temple was so big just now, but He Zudao was suppressing him and did not dare to speak out, which made these Shaolin Temple monks feel extremely aggrieved.

Ten days ago, He Zudao left a note saying that he wanted to learn martial arts from the Shaolin Temple. As a result, no one in the Shaolin Temple was He Zudao's opponent.

If this incident spreads, no monk will dare to say it confidently in the future: Shaolin is the best in martial arts in the world.

As a result, a monk from the temple suddenly took action and suppressed He Zudao's limelight. How could these Shaolin monks not be surprised!
The monk who knew Jueyuan was even more surprised.

I didn't expect that the stupid old monk in front of me actually had such amazing skills.

After living together for decades, they didn't even notice the slightest clue.

Master Jue Yuan was so strong that it was not enough to erase the line drawn by He Zudao.

Since He Zudao drew a set of chessboards, if he wanted to suppress He Zudao, he had to erase all his chessboards.

Step by step, Master Jue Yuan began to erase the 38 boundaries drawn by He Zudao.

Master Jueyuan's Qi cultivation is very strong, and the Nine Yang Qi is endless, but his body is made of flesh and blood after all.

The more I walked, the more my legs felt extremely sore.

But for the sake of the reputation of Shaolin Temple, Master Jue Yuan still gritted his teeth and persisted.

In fact, another reason why Master Jue Yuan in the original work passed away today is because it took too much energy to smooth the chess game.

At this moment, He Zudao spoke.

"The great monk has so much inner strength, he is not inferior to you. There is no need to play this game of chess anymore. Let me learn your sword skills."

After finishing speaking, He Zudao pulled out his long sword and gradually pointed it at his chest. The hilt of the sword was far outward, as if he was about to commit suicide, and he posed in a strange posture.
Make a gesture.

This is He Zudao's own sword technique, Thunder Sword.

Master Jue Yuan heard this and shook his head quickly: "The old monk only knows how to chant sutras, meditate, and spread books and sweep the floor. He knows nothing about martial arts."

How could He Zudao believe such a thing? How could there be someone in this world who has practiced internal strength to such a profound level but knows nothing about martial arts.

At this time, his addiction to chess had gone, but his addiction to swordsmanship had come back. It was rare to see such a strong master, and without a fight, He Zudao felt itchy in his heart.

Just then, a voice came.

"My master really doesn't know martial arts, so why should a layman be so aggressive?

If you must compete, why not let me play with you. "

He Zudao raised his eyes and saw a young man wearing gray monk's clothes. He had long hair and had not yet been shaved. He was obviously a lay disciple of the Shaolin Temple.

Today there is a typhoon and heavy rain. I won’t be able to come back. I’m sorry for missing one chapter!

(End of this chapter)