Everyone didn't expect that in the end, it would be such a result, the old monk actually cheated.

But no one can do it, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Fang Qingshan, Murong Bo, Xiao Yuanshan, and Murong Fu joined forces to strike a blow, but it was only a little ripple on the defensive wall of others, even if a few more people came, I am afraid it would be useless.

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were extremely disappointed in their hearts, their plans were really in vain.

However, Fang Qingshan didn't care, he really didn't take Gonggong Li to heart.

was hurt by him before, although a wave of anger rose in his heart, but it was not necessary to leave him.

In the final analysis, the most important purpose of his coming to Shaolin is to have a fight with the old monk, let him point out his own cultivation, as long as he can help himself go further, the rest is trivial.

After being silent for a long time, Fang Qingshan suddenly raised his head and said: "Master, you are a high-ranking monk, your martial arts are far above me, you can overwhelm people today, and let me return to the mountain with one sentence, leaving me with endless trouble, I can't say it in the future, I will also bring the predecessors of the Xiaoyao faction to Shaolin to worship the mountain!"

Okay, the old monk is a scoundrel, and Fang Qingshan is also soft and hard, implying a threat.

The scene, which had gradually calmed down, suddenly became tense again.

The old monk glanced at Fang Qingshan deeply, and suddenly smiled, seeing that everyone was puzzled, he shook his head and said, "If the donor has any requirements, just mention it, as long as it can be done, the old man is duty-bound!"

At this time, the old monk only reacted, if Fang Qingshan was really unwilling to give up, how could he talk more nonsense with himself?

And the reason why this is so must be something to ask for.

The old monk saw through Fang Qingshan's thoughts, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, as long as he asked for something, he would have weaknesses, and he would have a way to deal with it, and it would be easy to do.

The most troublesome thing is the kind of person who has no desire and is strong, because they only recognize their own set and vow not to give up until they achieve their goal.

"As long as the master agrees to me with two conditions, I can stop today!"

Fang Qingshan chuckled.

"One is that if I can break your defenses, you don't interfere, and the second is that I have a martial art that I want my master to teach me a thing or two. ”

The old monk was stunned for a moment, it was not that Fang Qingshan's conditions were too difficult, but that they were too simple. Without hesitation, he nodded directly and said, "No problem." ”

Don't talk about the old monk, the others didn't think that Fang Qingshan's two conditions were too simple, and this was no different from just quitting.

Let's not talk about the second one, the first condition, don't say that Fang Qingshan is injured, that is, he is not injured, plus neither Gonggong Li nor Gonggong will be able to break through the old monk's defense, let alone now.

I don't know why he did it.

They knew that Fang Qingshan's purpose in coming to Shaolin was only two, one was to let the old monk give him some pointers, and the other was to have a hearty battle to confirm what he had learned, after all, battle is the best teacher.

As for Gonggong Li, these things are just trivial matters, and he doesn't take them to heart at all.

Just when everyone was still wondering what Fang Qingshan was thinking, Fang Qingshan had already moved.

Rise!

Rise!

The dragon roars, the elephant sings!

Intertwined voices rang out around without warning.

Fang Qingshan stepped out in one step, his whole body seemed to be shining with golden light, his qi and blood flowed, everyone faintly heard the sound of flowing water, and the air seemed to be scorching.

The reason why he wanted to fight with the old monk was just to confirm the dragon elephant's prajna skills and wanted to cultivate faster.

Naturally, when he fought, he gave up his internal strength, the Northern Shengong, the Six Yang Palms of the Tianshan Mountains, and even the Great Movement of Qiankun and Taijiquan, and only used the Dragon Elephant Praruo Gong to deal with the old monk.

Fang Qingshan completely immersed his mind in the Dragon Elephant Technique, visualizing the Dragon Elephant Diagram in his mind, the Dragon Elephant Method running in his body, and the Dragon Elephant Meaning in his heart.

Rumble!

A punch was thrown, and the thunder rolled.

In addition to Tai Chi, Fang Qingshan didn't know any boxing techniques, just a simple punch, just like Luohan Boxing, Taizu Changquan's basic boxing methods.

But this punch is with a peerless fist intent, that is the dragon elephant divine will that comes with his cultivation of dragon elephant prajna gong, the dragon soars all over the world, like the town of the earth, although it is simple and a single punch, but because of the dragon elephant strength, it has the power comparable to the eighteen palms of the dragon.

At this moment, Fang Qingshan was immersed in the artistic conception of the dragon elephant with all his heart, with an indomitable momentum, he punched out, invincible, invincible!

Everyone present, except for Gonggong Li, even Murong Bo, Xiao Yuanshan and the others all changed their faces in the face of Fang Qingshan's punch.

In the face of this punch, their only hope is to escape, to flee far away, otherwise if they really have to face each other, the best result will only be serious injury.

In the face of Fang Qingshan's terrifying punch, the old monk's complexion did not change at all, he lowered his white eyebrows, closed his eyes, and actually sat down cross-legged, as if he did not have an opponent, but worshiped the Buddha in the Buddhist hall, chanted the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and a three-foot wall of qi came out of his body and surrounded him.

Fang Qingshan's infinitely powerful punch slammed into the qi wall, like a breeze blowing a pool of spring water, just a little ripple, the power was melting little by little, like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing.

In this regard, Fang Qingshan was not surprised at all, nor did he care. This battle is not for victory or defeat, not for success or failure, there is no life and death, only for confirmation.

So one punch after another, one punch after another.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Boom Boom!

It seems to be like Qiao Feng casting the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending in one breath, the momentum is accumulating, the fist power is increasing, and the power is exploding.

Fang Qingshan's fists didn't stop, his breath became smoother and smoother, his internal organs and limbs were extremely comfortable, as if he had been reshaped, and even the arm injury that was severely injured by Gonggong Li just now faintly began to recover.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this scene, Gonggong Li's face began to change color.

He could feel that every time Fang Qingshan punched out, his arm would tremble slightly. His face will be a little more pale, and obviously such an attack is not a small cost for him.

But more importantly, with each punch, his face turned pale, but the light of his eyes shone brightly.

Gonggong Li finally knew that why Fang Qingshan knew that he couldn't do it was not a matter of face before, but that he was actually using the old monk as a whetstone to hone his martial arts.

Once he succeeds, Fang Qingshan's cultivation will definitely make another breakthrough, next time, he may not be his opponent, and Fang Qingshan is still so young, he is already dying, how can this make Gonggong Li happy.

Of course, everyone present could see Fang Qingshan's purpose, except for Gonggong Li, there were very few, and most of them shook their heads, feeling that he was just dying.