Chapter 487

As soon as Fang Bai said this, the scene was dead silent.

If Fang Bai said this before, some Shaolin monks would have regarded him as an arrogant lunatic, but now, few people dare to question his words.

Everyone at the scene could tell that Fang Bai didn't use all his strength in the fight against Jue Ren. He said that Jue Ren and the Six Great Elders could not defeat him even if he joined forces, maybe he wasn't bragging.

This young man dressed in casual clothes, with a sunny and handsome appearance and a harmless smile is full of mystery, and no one can see his true strength.

"Earth-level mid-level fighters can't beat Fang Bai... Isn't this guy too strong? How many secrets are hidden in him!"

Dragon Girl looked at Fang Bai through the telescope in her hand, her beautiful eyes glowed with splendor.

"That kid actually wants to challenge the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin... Seeing how confident he is, could it be that his cultivation has reached the perfection of the earth level? Otherwise, there is no way to retreat completely..."

Long Jingtian seemed to be startled by Fang Bai's performance, he kept twirling his beard with his fingers, and was muttering to himself.

"Consummation at the earth level? Isn't that one step away from reaching the heaven level, as powerful as you, grandpa? Even if he has been taught by an expert and has had any strange encounters, but at the age of twenty, he started to practice from the womb. It’s impossible to reach that level, right?”

The dragon girl put down the telescope and looked at Grandpa in shock.

Long Jingtian said: "In this world, nothing is impossible! Let's see it first... If Fang Bai is really that powerful, maybe I will show up to dissuade him, not Shaolin, but Fang Bai! I I'm afraid that Fang Bai will ruin a good Shaolin! In that case, our Chinese ancient martial arts world will suffer a lot!"

Long Jingtian rushed to Shaolin, originally intending to dissuade the Shaolin monks from letting Fang Bai master and apprentice go, but now things have turned around. Instead, Fang Bai master and apprentice have the upper hand. Live in Fang Bai, then Shaolin will face big trouble.

What Long Jingtian is most worried about now is that Fang Bai will slaughter all the masters of Shaolin in a fit of anger, just like he did with Yanyu Tower and Qingcheng Temple, and it will really cause an uproar.

After all, for thousands of years, Shaolin has been the representative of the famous sects in the ancient martial arts world, and its reputation is much better than the two major sects of Yanyulou and Qingchengguan. All warriors will become enemies with their masters and apprentices.

Of course, as the leader of the "Dragon Guard", Long Jingtian will definitely not allow this kind of thing to happen. At critical moments, he will show up to prevent the two sides from fighting to the death.

When he heard Fang Bai say "You are not my opponent", Abbot Jueren's body trembled slightly, his straight back slowly hunched down, the gleam in his eyes disappeared, his expression was bleak, and the whole People seem to age a lot in an instant.

Losing to Fang Bai, a little-known junior in the ancient martial arts world, was a huge blow to him.

"well……"

After a long time, Jue Ren, who was trying to calm himself down, let out a long sigh, looked at Fang Bai who was standing proudly opposite him, smiled bitterly, and said: "The strength of the little benefactor is so strong that I have only seen it in my life. In this battle, I am convinced that I lost!" "

After a pause, he continued: "As for the formation of eighteen arhats... the eighteen most powerful monks in Shaolin team up to deal with the little benefactor alone, so what if they win? This kind of bullying by the crowd is impossible. Wu, my Shaolin disciples don't care about it!"

Fang Bai said: "Old monk, are you sure that Eighteen Arhats can win me? Come on, let's fight to find out!"

Jue Ren didn't argue with him, instead he looked solemn and said, "Little benefactor, I have a request here, please fulfill it."

Fang Bai saw that there was a kind of determination in his expression, his heart moved, and he said: "What request, you can tell me."

Jue Ren took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, and said solemnly, "I am willing to take my own life to dissolve the resentment in the chests of the two benefactors. Please also fulfill the little benefactor!"

As soon as he said this, there was a commotion among the Shaolin disciples at the scene, and everyone's face changed. They all knew that Jueren wanted to use his own life in exchange for Master Fang Bai's letting go of those Shaolin monks who participated in the Wanyao Valley.

"Brother Abbot must not!"

"Abbot, we will bear the sins we committed!"

"Let these two benefactors abolish our cultivation! We have no complaints!"

"Shaolin cannot live without an abbot!"

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Hundreds of Shaolin disciples around shouted to dissuade Jueren, and those Shaolin monks who participated in the matter of the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines had red eye circles and tears filled their eyes.

A Shaolin monk walked up to Fang Bai and sat cross-legged, clasped his hands together, with a solemn expression on his face, and said loudly, "This little monk is involved in the matter of Wanyao Valley. The almsgiver will abolish my cultivation, please do it!"

After that Shaolin monk, nearly twenty more Shaolin monks came out of the surrounding crowd one after another. They also sat down cross-legged in front of Fang Bai, folded their hands together, and said one after another: "We are also involved in the matter of Wanyao Valley." Let's take the initiative to abolish our cultivation base!"

"Nonsense! Go back! If you still recognize me as the abbot, stand back!"

Seeing Shaolin monks walk up to Fang Bai and sit cross-legged, Jue Ren was angry and anxious, beat his chest and stamped his feet, and shouted loudly.

Those Shaolin disciples are all the elites of the younger generation of Shaolin monks, and they are also the future power of Shaolin. If they are abolished, it will completely shake the foundation of Shaolin's foothold in the ancient Chinese martial arts world.

At that time, Shaolin is afraid that it will follow in the footsteps of Yanyu Tower and Qingcheng Temple, and thus decline.

As the abbot, Jue Ren didn't want to see this, so he was willing to sacrifice his own life in exchange for Fang Bai's master and apprentice not to pursue the responsibility of those Shaolin disciples.

But no matter how loudly Jueren yelled, none of the Shaolin monks listened to him. More than twenty Shaolin monks sat cross-legged with their eyes closed, waiting for Fang Bai's palm of punishment to come, destroying their meridian energy sea, Get rid of their cultivation base.

Elder Jueyi of the Cangjing Pavilion, Elder Jueli of the Bodhidharma Academy, Elder Juezhi of the Prajna Hall, Elder Juexin of the Arhat Hall, Elder Juecong of the Precept Hall, Elder Juehming of the Zhike Hall, these are the six elders of one pavilion, one courtyard, and four halls in Shaolin. , at this moment, all of them looked tragic and emotional.

Regardless of whether the abbot committed suicide or the more than 20 monks were abolished, it was an unbearable pain for Shaolin. As the six elders of Shaolin, they had the responsibility and obligation to prevent such things from happening.

The six elders exchanged winks and walked up to Abbot Jueren, ready to persuade him to join forces with the Eighteen Arhats to fight Fang Bai.

For the sake of Shaolin's future, no matter what reputation and face, don't care!

"well……"

At this moment, a sigh full of vicissitudes of time came from outside the wall of the compound.

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