Chapter 187 Provocation

After a long time, Zhang Xiaohua became a little impatient, but looking around, the disciples of the Miao Miao Sect had no other expressions on their faces. They just stood respectfully, occasionally glancing at the end of the aisle.

Zhang Xiaohua immediately stood in awe of the disciples around him, even for the lofty Piaomiao Sect in his heart. It was also a great compliment. What is this? This is the crystallization of the daily quality education of the Piaomiao Sect. Even if there are no senior officials present, they are still very well-behaved. Yes, Zhang Xiaohua is ashamed of herself.

While Zhang Xiaohua was thinking wildly, he saw all the disciples' eyes focused on the strength of the avenue. Zhang Xiaohua also quickly looked over there. Unfortunately, Zhang Xiaohua was still not tall, and many disciples blocked his sight until the guests came. When he got closer, he could really see clearly who was visiting the mountain gate during the Miao Miao Sect's martial arts performance.

The one who walked in front of everyone was not the beloved leader Ou of the Miao Miao sect, but an old monk with gray beard and hair. Oh, I made a mistake, his beard and eyebrows were both gray. Next to him was Ou Peng with a smiling face. I saw that although the old monk was old, his spirit was still very strong, his back was very straight, his eyes were squinted, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. He looked at the disciples in the square from time to time, with a very arrogant expression. There is no image of the compassion inherent in monks.

Ou Peng whispered something next to him, and the old monk nodded slightly but did not answer.

Behind Ou Peng was Shui Yupeng, the deputy gang leader of the Miao Miao faction. Zhang Xiaohua didn't recognize him, but Zhang Xiaohua was keenly aware of the awkward, angry and helpless look on Shui Yupeng's face.

With Shui Yupeng were Miao Miao Liuhu and other elders. Behind them were the hall masters of Miao Miao Sect and a group of bald monks who looked to be older and younger. The older monk clasped his hands together and said something to the people accompanying him from time to time. The younger monk was even younger than Zhang Xiaohua. Although his hands were also clasped together, his eyes were wandering around, looking at the Piaomiao Sect curiously. of this square.

When the group of people passed by, Zhang Xiaohua poked He Tianshu with his arm and asked softly: "Captain He, where do you think this monk came from? Why are you here in the Piaomiao Sect?"

He Tianshu lowered his voice and said: "Zhang Xiaohua, please lower your voice. Their internal skills are profound, so be careful not to be overheard."

Zhang Xiaohua shut her mouth tightly and nodded quickly.

He Tianshu said: "The old monk in the front is Chang Geng, the law enforcement elder of Dalin Temple. He is a well-known figure in the world. I heard that he has profound martial arts skills and is ruthless in his attacks. He also has a character that must retaliate. Not only is he a good person in Dalin Temple, Seeing people scared, even mentioning it in the world is scary. This time, he actually brought a group of monks to our Piao Miao Sect, which seems to be a bit calculated."

"Ah?! That's it." Zhang Xiaohua understood a little bit and said: "Retribution must be retaliated. Captain He, it must be your Miao Miao faction that has offended someone. That's why they came to the mountain gate during the martial arts competition to find trouble."

He Tianshu shook his head and said: "I don't know about this. I'm just a team leader in the pharmacy. I only care about my own medicinal materials. How can I care about such important matters in the sect?"

Not to mention, Zhang Xiaohua and others were making wild guesses in the square. Ou Peng accompanied Chang Geng to the reed tent. Ou Peng asked Chang Geng to take a seat. Chang Geng opened his eyes, glanced at him, and said, "You don't need to be polite, leader Ou. This is your Miao Miao sect. Naturally, I can't sit here." , please sit down."

Ou Peng was humble again and said with a smile: "Elder Chang Geng is a senior in the martial arts world, and he has been admired by Ou for a long time. Counting from the family master, you are also the next generation. It is just right to sit on the throne. Elder, please don't do it. polite."

Chang Geng waved his hand and said: "The poor monk is just an outsider and does not need to be treated with common courtesy. Moreover, the seniority in the martial arts is very chaotic. Leader Ou does not need to care. Leader Ou is a member of the gang, but he is much more noble than the poor monk." It’s divided, it’s more appropriate for the gang leader to take the seat.”

Ou Peng didn't even dare and refused several times, but Monk Chang Geng was determined not to sit down.

After going back and forth like this for several times, Ou Peng couldn't refuse and had to sit down. Monk Chang Geng took the guest seat, several other older monks also sat down, and the other monks stood behind him in order.

After all the monks from Dalin Temple were seated, everyone from the Piaomiao Sect sat down one after another. However, disciples such as Wen Wenhai, Lu Mingyue, and Xue Qing all stood behind them.

After everyone sat down in order, a disciple offered fragrant tea. Ou Peng then smiled and said: "Elder, please use tea. This fragrant tea is made from the unique tea tree on Piaomiao Peak of our sect. Please taste it, elder." .”

Monk Chang Geng was not polite. He took two sips and said, "It's okay. Although it's not as long as the Buddhist tea from Dalin Temple, it can leave a lingering fragrance in your mouth. It's pretty good."

These words sounded very disrespectful, but everyone in the Miao Miao Sect in the shed was silent. They didn't know whether they were too angry to speak, or because they were said in a painful way.

Shui Yupeng looked at the lukewarm crowd and said, "I heard that all the monks in Dalin Temple are enlightened monks. They have nothing in common. How can they be so greedy?"

The monk Chang Geng glanced sideways at Shui Yupeng and asked in a low voice, "Is this person...?"

Ou Peng quickly introduced: "This is the deputy gang leader Shui Yu Pengshui of my Miao Miao sect."

After hearing this, Monk Chang Geng seemed to have understood it already. An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said: "The enlightened monks naturally do not covet food and drink, but the poor monks have never claimed that they are enlightened. .”

After hearing these neither yin nor yang words, Shui Yupeng's heart immediately thumped, and he lowered his eyebrows and stopped talking.

Ou Peng also complained secretly, and quickly said with a smile: "Master Chang Geng, I have never been to Bi Gang before, so I have to stay for a few more days so that I can fulfill my friendship as a landlord."

Monk Chang Geng still had the same tone and said: "That's not necessary. The poor monk came here just to admire the noble sect's martial arts performance and to have some exchanges on martial arts with the noble sect. Both your sect and our sect are big names in the world. Sect, more exchanges can also promote the development of martial arts and enhance the friendship between the two sects, don’t you think so, Gang Leader Ou?”

Ou Peng thought to himself: "Oops, I'm really here to kick some ass."

However, he did not dare to show any strange expression on his face, and just said: "The status of Dalin Temple in the world is difficult for our Miao Miao Sect to compare with. It is better to learn more from Dalin Temple, but we do not dare to talk nonsense about this exchange. "

Monk Chang Geng waved his hand and said: "We are all from the martial arts lineage, and everyone knows their details, so there is no need to be polite, Leader Ou. This time the poor monk only brought a few incompetent young monks, and the civilian disciples of the noble sect The discussion will not be judged by everyone."

Ou Peng was stunned and said, "What do you mean, Master?"

Monk Chang Geng explained: "Dalin Temple and Piao Miao Sect are both sects with inherited traditions. They have been familiar with each other for thousands of years, so there is no need to fight to the death. Besides, if you and I want to compare our skills, there is no need to do so. I was arguing in this martial arts competition. I heard that your sect's martial arts competition was an advanced competition, so I brought a group of disciples of similar age to join in the fun and let the younger generation of disciples compete with each other. You and I can comment next to each other. How can I Aren’t you happy?”

Ou Peng suddenly realized that Dalin Temple's move must be to explore the strength of the low-level disciples of the Piao Miao Sect. The winning or losing of this competition is inappropriate. If he wins, it will gain his face and encourage the strength of the disciples, but it will also cause Dalin Temple pays attention, but if he loses, he will be slapped in the face. People will bully him at his doorstep. If word spreads to the world, the Miao Miao Sect's face will not be saved.

But now, Monk Chang Geng arrived in such a hurry, catching himself off guard, and it was too late to prepare. Fortunately, he had only challenged the first level of commoner just now, and the other levels had not started yet, so he should deal with it first.

Ou Peng winked at Zhang Chengyue, and then said to Monk Chang Geng: "Master's arrival is unlucky. The challenge for the first level of the commoners of the Bibang is coming to an end. There is only one competition in each arena. I wonder how Master plans to participate?"

Monk Chang Geng forced a smile on his face and said: "As long as there are still competitions, I will take a few young children and let them try their skills in the ring, and also enhance their relationship with the disciples of your sect. "

Seeing that Monk Chang Geng insisted on competing, Ou Peng was helpless and asked, "Master, what should be the rules for this competition?"

Monk Chang Geng flicked his sleeves and said: "Since it is a competition, there must be no damage. If you miss, it will be a failure and you will be severely punished. There is no time limit for this competition. Only when there is a winner can the desire to win be aroused. Ou Gang leader, what do you think?"

Ou Peng smiled bitterly and said: "It is exactly what the master said, friendship first, competition second, of course there can be no casualties. However, what I mean is that on my stage, there are first-level challenge disciples of Buyi, and Buyi How should second-level disciples who are sitting in the ring and disciples of your temple participate?"

"Oh, that's it." Monk Chang Geng thought for a while and said: "This is easy to handle. Let the disciples of the first-level Buyi have a trial with our disciples first. If our disciples are lucky enough to win, even the first-level Buyi disciples of your sect will win. If the first-level challenge fails, if the commoner of your sect wins the first-level challenge, it will be considered as a disciple of your sect and passes the challenge. What do you think?"

After Ou Peng heard this, he felt angry. Where did this come from? You have already explained that Shi came here with a low-level disciple, which is the level of our first-level commoner. Now he will replace our second-level ordinary disciple with just one sentence. Let’s test the level of our commoner first-level disciples. If our first-level disciples win, it is fair to say that the challenge is successful, and what kind of success is your success? And if our first-level disciples lose, well, wouldn't it be true? Our first-level disciples The high-level disciples are no match for the low-level disciples of Dalin Temple. Regardless of whether the Dalin Temple monk wins or loses, we, the disciples of the Miao Miao Sect, will not take advantage.

Although Ou Peng secretly cursed in his heart, he still had a smile on his face. Although his martial arts had greatly improved and he was confident of fighting this famous monk in the world, the impact on the Miao Miao Sect was huge. Miao Miao The faction does not yet have the strength to stand up to super powerful factions like Dalin Temple. What they have to do now is to develop rapidly without attracting their attention. Only when their strength reaches a certain level can they show their ferocious faces.

If they fall out with Monk Chang Geng now and have their cards revealed, the Piaomiao Sect will face an unprecedented disaster.

Thinking of this, Ou Peng asked again: "Then how should other disciples regulate their discussions?"

Monk Chang Geng laughed a few times and said, "How about we wait and see the competition between the juniors?"

Ou Peng nodded and said: "It just depends on the master's instructions."

Then, he told Zhang Chengyue: "Chengyue, follow the master's instructions and make arrangements."

After Zhang Chengyue saluted, he said to the group of young monks behind him: "Please come with me, the disciples who are participating in the first-level challenge of the commoners I send."

As soon as he finished speaking, three young monks walked out from a group of young monks. Judging from the age, they were around ten years old, which was similar to the first-level Buyi of the Miao Miao sect. Judging from the formation, it must have been arranged by Monk Chang Geng. Zhang Chengyue He couldn't help but thought to himself: "It seems that this bald donkey came well prepared. The few remaining disciples of the Buyi First Order are probably going to make a fool of themselves."

Although the rules have been set, there must be no casualties, but the possibility of accidents during the competition is really too great. If you miss, you will just be judged as a failure and be severely punished. What kind of punishment is this severe punishment?

It seems that it was not stated clearly just now.

Even if there are no casualties, as long as you are thrown off the stage in embarrassment, not only the disciple himself, but even the Miao Miao Sect will lose face.

Zhang Chengyue led the three young monks to the arena and said: "Young masters, these are five arenas. There are five competitions to challenge the second-level commoner. You can choose one at will."

After saying that, he floated onto the stage first, and used his internal strength to explain the rules of the competition to all the disciples in the square. On normal days, Zhang Chengyue's words would definitely arouse a burst of discussion, but now that there are outsiders present, it is obvious They are here to cause trouble. All the disciples have already developed a common hatred and resentment. How can they break the rules?

Seeing that there was no noise or discussion among the disciples as expected, Zhang Chengyue nodded secretly, and then said: "Please invite the five disciples on the stage who are preparing to challenge the second level of Buyi to come on stage."

After saying that, I saw three bald monks rising up from the ring. They somersaulted and landed on the No. 1, No. 4 and No. 5 rings.

Seeing the three monks standing still, disciples No. 2 and 3 also floated onto the stage.

When these people stood on the ring, they saw four figures flying out from the crowd, and they all landed on the rings No. 1 to No. 4. These four figures seemed to be showing off their Qinggong skills, and also seemed to be deliberately provoking. , that figure was flying high and floating, which actually aroused a burst of applause from the audience.

In fact, if the Qing Gong of these four disciples is so good, then it is not necessarily true. It’s just that they look better on stage than the bald monks, so they will naturally get applause. Moreover, the Miao Miao Sect is already good at Qing Gong, which is better than that of Dalin Temple. , it can be regarded as taking the lead, being able to beat the monks by half in terms of momentum.

Zhang Chengyue was standing on the No. 1 ring, smiling at the disciple in front of him who had a simple face, thick hands and feet, and a small face, but he was almost as tall as his own, and asked: "No. 12, what is your name? "

No. 12 answered with an angry sound: "I am Tang Shi, a disciple of Young Eagle Hall."

After hearing this, Zhang Chengyue nodded and said, "Okay, Tang Shi, I remember your name. Are you ready?"

Tang Shi nodded.

Zhang Chengyue said loudly: "Okay, the competition begins."

After saying that, he was about to jump down when he heard a voice from the side: "Wait, wait, I haven't gone up yet, just wait a moment."

The disciples on the No. 1 to No. 4 arenas have been prepared for a long time. Zhang Chengyue gave the order and the four pairs of disciples have already caught and tested each other. How can they have time to listen to the sounds of other arenas?

Only Zhang Chengyue looked to the side at Arena No. 5 in confusion.

Well, on that ring, there stood a lonely monk in white monk robes. He clasped his palms together in confusion, muttering something in his mouth and looking down at the ring.

Zhang Chengyue looked below the ring, where he had spoken just now, and couldn't help but be even more surprised.

Aren't the two brothers Zhang Xiaohua and Zhang Xiaohu running from the crowd?

Zhang Xiaohu carried something like a ladder behind him. Zhang Xiaohua ran in front and saw that he had reached the bottom of the ring.

Then, in full view of all the disciples, Zhang Xiaohu placed the escalator on the side of the ring, and Zhang Xiaohua climbed up the ring very dexterously and lightly using his hands and feet.

Zhang Chengyue, who was standing on the edge of Arena No. 1, was stunned and didn't know what this meant. He used Qinggong to jump up to the No. 5 ring, frowned and scolded: "Zhang Xiaohua, what are you doing here? This is the challenge of the martial arts competition..."

Before Zhang Chengyue finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something and asked in disbelief: "Are you the legendary disciple No. 250?"

Zhang Xiaohua touched the back of her head and said sheepishly: "It's me, I'm contestant No. 250."

Zhang Chengyue was a little puzzled and asked: "If you don't stay well at Huanxi Villa, why did you come to the martial arts competition?"

However, as soon as he asked the question, he immediately said: "Forget it, now is not the time to talk about the reasons. You have heard what I just said, right? Now your opponent is this young master from Dalin Temple. If you can defeat him, even if the challenge is successful, although you can't truly become a second-level disciple of my Miao Miao Sect, you will probably benefit from the big gang leader. Are you confident?"

When Zhang Xiaohua heard this, she immediately puffed up her chest and said, "Well, I have no confidence."

Zhang Chengyue smiled and said: "Okay, well done, as expected..." Before he could finish his words, he suddenly understood and quickly changed his words: "What? I don't have confidence!"

Zhang Xiaohua said shamefully: "Well, if it's a draw, I have some confidence, but if it's a win, it's really hard to say."

After hearing this, Zhang Chengyue said to himself: "This is the truth. He has only been practicing martial arts for a few years. He is shorter than the first-level disciples of Buyi. Who are the opponents of these carefully selected disciples of Dalin Temple?"

Immediately, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "It doesn't matter. Comparing styles and levels is fine."

After saying that, he jumped off the ring and walked towards the reed mat shed.

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