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Chapter 840 Eight hundred twenty-nine: Promise Tieniu visits Shaolin Temple

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    The old abbot saw it and said with a smile: "Amitabha, Master Duan, your boxing skills are really good!

    Today, Lao Na, I really opened my eyes. I thought your martial arts were not as good as those of the monks in my temple!

    It turns out that your kung fu is so good!

    This is not a star and a half higher than the kung fu of several great monks in my temple!

    If you talk about the kung fu of this fist, I am afraid that the three of them are not your opponents!  "

    Duan Wuji grinned after hearing this and said: "Old abbot, don't praise me anymore. If you praise me to the bottom, wouldn't it be a joke!"

    "Master Duan, don't you also know how to use this arhat stick?

    There is nothing else to do now, why don't you show us your stick skills.

    Let us all see how your stick technique is!  "

    Duan Wuji grinned when he heard this.

    "Old abbot, I'm not ashamed to say something, I haven't practiced this arhat stick well!

    I'm just a bottle and a half of vinegar, and I can only do a little superficial work.

    If this can be used to bluff people in other places, it has come to the Shaolin Temple. To be honest, if I play a big stick in this place, it is really a trick!

    Everyone, I am here today, so I have to practice!

    If you don't practice it, you can't justify it!  "

    Duan Wuji took the stick from Jueyuan and walked towards the field. These monks wanted to see how Wuji's stick technique was going!

    Those monks who had nothing to do also came over, and the time was not long, and the outside of the venue was full of people.

    Duan Wuji looked at the big stick in his hand, it was a white wax stick, the big sticks in Shaolin Temple are all made of this wood, how thick is one.

    Compared with my big iron rod, this thing is not a little bit lighter!

    When Duan Wuji walked into the arena, he didn't open his posture like the Arhat stick, but started practicing with a roar without warning.

    In the beginning, Duan Wuji practiced very slowly, and he could see every move very clearly!

    I saw that every move and every style of his was very similar to the Arhat's stick method, but it seemed a little different, and it couldn't be said that it was different, and it seemed a little bit weird.

    When everyone saw this appearance, they were all secretly surprised.

    After Duan Wuji finished his first evolution, he suddenly accelerated his speed.

    Immediately, those moves were disrupted by him, but the big stick suddenly turned into multiple sticks, and a mountain of sticks slowly formed around Duan Wuji's body.

    The big stick was swaying left and right, and phantoms appeared one after another, so I was so surprised!

    Duan Wuji's body moved quickly in the arena, just like a gust of wind!

    After practicing for a long time, Duan Wuji stopped his moves suddenly, and then walked out of the arena, only to see that Duan Wuji didn't grow angry, his face didn't change, he seemed to be okay!

    Until Duan Wuji walked out of the field, thunderous applause erupted from the crowd!

    "Good! Great practice! What kind of stick technique is this?

    Why does it look somewhat like our Arhat stick technique in Shaolin Temple!  "

    People outside the arena began to talk about it.

    Duan Wuji took the clothes from Tie Niu, and stood beside him cheerfully.

    The old abbot looked at Duan Wuji and asked: "Amitabha, Master Duan, your martial arts skills are not so good!

    Just now, I thought your martial arts were not as good as the big stick monks in my monastery!  It turns out that your martial arts are so good!

    From the perspective of the old monk, I am afraid that the three stick monks together are not your opponent.  "

    Duan Wuji grinned when he heard this.

    "Old abbot, you praise me too much, my martial arts skills are enough at best.

    How could your old man say it so well!

    If my martial arts are as good as you say, I will not come to ask you, abbot.  "

    "Amitabha, Master Duan, you are too modest."

    The old abbot looked at Duan Tieniu.

    "Just now he performed martial arts, then you should also practice your martial arts with the old monk!

    Let me see how your martial arts are?  "

    Tieniu listened and nodded.

    "Okay then! Now that I'm here today, if I don't practice and practice, then I won't do it either!

    I, Tieniu, is a rough man, and today I will?? But I haven't practiced it yet.

    After I go back tonight, I will practice it in detail!  "

    The old monk guarding the Sutra Pavilion nodded.

    "Amitabha! Good, good!

    The Vigorous Vajra Palm is also my Shaolin Temple's unique martial art. It is not easy for ordinary people to learn it with their master.

    If you don¡¯t believe me, just give it a try!

    If you learn it within half a year, then you are a martial arts prodigy!  "

    Tieniu listened and nodded.

    "Well! What you said makes sense, I'll find out after I try it.

    Old Zen Master, rest your old man, we will leave now!  "

    Duan Wuji and Tie Niu bid farewell to the elder, and walked straight towards the gate of the temple.

    As soon as they reached the gate, Na Jueyuan and the three of them rushed over.

    "Amitabha! Benefactor Duan, imperial envoy Duan, why did you two come out!

    To be honest, the three of us have been waiting for you here for a long time.

    We all waited anxiously.  "

    Duan Wuji grinned when he heard this.

    "Master Jueyuan, I'm very sorry! We were fascinated by reading, so we came out late.

    Let's go!  Follow me out to dinner.  "

    Duan Wuji also knew that the monks in this monastery lived in poverty, and they couldn't eat anything good for a year, so he waited hard for him at the gate of this monastery.

    As soon as the five people left the gate of Shaolin Temple, General Liu greeted them.

    "Miss Duan, why did you come out! You made me wait so anxiously.

    Let's go!  Come eat with me!

    The owner of that small shop is waiting for us!

    Prefect Sun and the others all went back to the city.

    I am the only one left in this place and I still have a few soldiers, Mr. Imperial Envoy, if there is anything missing, just tell me.  "

    Duan Wuji laughed when he heard this.

    "I am a person who goes with the situation, and there is no difficulty that can hinder me.

    Let's go!  Let's go back to dinner.  "(Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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