The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 690 Shi Wuzun Visits

At this time, someone came to report that a great monk came to visit him. This great monk could not hear the accent from the locals, and he was probably not a monk from Miyin Temple.

"Let him come in." Chen Zhao said.

Immediately someone ran over to attract the visitor.

"Shi Wuzun, the protector of Wushuang City, pay homage to Master Chen."

Soon, a monk with a strong physique and a shrewd face came in, clasped his palms together, and saluted Chen Zhao.

"Oh? So it's you, monk, what's your business here?" Chen Zhao naturally remembered the protector of Wushuang City, whom he saw in the forest not far away more than a month ago.

"The poor monk is following the order of the city lord, Dugu Fang, to come forward and post the post. The city lord is right behind and will arrive soon."

In front of Chen Zhao, Lord Shiwu took a very low posture, took out a greeting card from his arms and handed it to Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao took it, but didn't open it, but smiled at Shi Wuzun: "The Great Monk came just in time. My disciples practice the Fuhu Fist of the Shaolin School. I heard that the Great Monk also came from Shaolin. Why don't you give me some advice in the past?" how?"

It takes a lot of practice and actual combat. With this great master in the rivers and lakes competing with his disciples, his attainments and understanding of martial arts will be deeper than theirs.

"The poor monk is here to deliver the greeting card, how can..." Shi Wuzun was startled, and quickly refused.

He came over just now and glanced at them, knowing that these disciples are full of strength, and they practice Fuhu Fist well, but if they are compared with him, the gap is too far. Chen Zhao's disciple, I'm afraid it will cause a lot of trouble.

"The great monk is overly worried. Since I ask for your advice, I naturally want you to take action with all your strength."

Let's talk, and suddenly raised his voice: "Zhao Lai, today I invited a master, Master Shi Wuzun, the Dharma protector of Wushuang City, let him guide you and see how you are progressing."

"OK……"

"Haha, Master sees you proud, please invite a master to treat you..."

"Zhao Lai, are you still proud..."

The crowd burst into laughter.

After all, it was heard that an outsider came here, and the master ordered him to fight Zhao Lai, and everyone who watched the excitement couldn't think it was a big deal, immediately booed one after another.

Shi Wuzun turned his head, and saw that many people stopped, and they all looked at the tallest and most majestic man inside, obviously he was Zhao Lai.

At this moment, Zhao Lai was standing in the middle of the field, clasping his fists and saluting, but looking at him provocatively with his big eyes.

"Hehe, he's just a kid who has practiced for a few months, so he dares to challenge me!" Shi Wuzun laughed.

As one of the most famous gangs in the world, Wushuangcheng naturally got a better understanding of this place after meeting them last time, and soon knew that Chen Zhao was teaching apprentices here, and it only took a mere month or two.

He has traveled the rivers and lakes for many years. Before he joined Wushuang City, he was a rare master in the rivers and lakes. His Shaolin boxing skills shook the world and he was invincible all over the world.

"Being respectful is worse than obeying orders!" Shi Wuzun looked at Chen Zhao, saw him smiling and said nothing, he walked into the arena and said with a faint smile: "The poor monk has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and it is a great honor to be able to learn from Chen Daxia's outstanding disciple today."

"That's offended!"

Zhao Lai laughed loudly, and rushed towards Shi Wuzun with a violent wind noise. Two arms that were comparable to black bears were like iron tongs.With his strength, if he was really hugged, he would be an iron man and would have to be smashed to pieces.

Even without Professor Chen Zhao, Zhao Lai is still a strong man in the village, he can go up the mountain with an iron rod, and he can stand up to a tiger even if he meets a tiger.

Although facing the monks and soldiers of Miyin Temple, they would definitely stop eating, but it was rare to have a body of steel and iron.Now under the guidance of Chen Zhao, he has practiced Xuanyuan Duan Taishu, his strength has made a qualitative leap, his self-confidence has greatly increased, and he feels that he can fight any kind of master he meets.

"Good come!"

Seeing Zhao Lai attacking with Fuhu Fist, Shi Wuzun let out a soft shout, separated his feet, stepped on horseback, and put on a fist fight.Then he stomped his feet violently, shaking the ground out of cracks, and the whole person slammed across the body.

"Shaolin slammed the stele hand, this is Shi Wuzun's housekeeping skill."

Chen Zhao sighed.

He intensively read the world's classics, and his experience and knowledge are unparalleled, so he naturally knew the stele-bearer of the Shaolin Temple.

It is said that in the hands of a master, this style can break even the huge stone tablet carried by the stone turtle.

The world of Fengyun is full of aura, and those who practice martial arts are more able to sense the essence of heaven and earth. Even if Shi Wuzun is not a super master, when he casts his slamming stele hand, his power is more powerful than that of other masters in the world of low martial arts.

The impact of Shiwu Zun's body is enough to break a big tree.

Facing Chen Zhao's disciples, he naturally kept his fight, but as a master, he was sure of winning.Unexpectedly, with this collision, Zhao Lai shrank back in front of him, his body was like a giant bear, but he was as nimble as an ape, and he slipped under Shi Wuzun's arms, circled behind him, turned around and shot a black tiger out of his heart. He hit Shi Wuzun silently.

"What about people?"

When Shi Wuzun was surprised, he suddenly felt a violent blow from his back, and his heart trembled. He forced himself to rely on 20 years of penance to turn sideways, but his shoulder was swept.

"Tear!"

It was the sound of a monk's robe being torn.

Shi Wuzun's mind was shocked, and he quickly stepped back a few steps.

In fact, he just underestimated his opponent and was caught off guard. If he fought back at this time, he would naturally still be able to secure victory.

But he is the protector of Wushuang City, he is a guest today, he respects his identity, if he loses one move, he can't fight again.

Only then did everyone realize that the monk's robe on his left shoulder was torn, and his shoulder was black and blue.

"It's a good record for the black tiger to dig out its heart!"

Shi Wuzun was stunned for a long time before he smiled bitterly.

According to information, he learned that what Chen Zhao taught was a way to increase physical strength, and the Fuhu Fist, which was really used for fighting, was just a basic boxing method, which was used to practice martial arts at the beginning.

Who would have thought that just a few of the most common boxing techniques in the world, combined with this magical body-forging technique, would actually produce such powerful power that he, the unrivaled protector of the city, almost managed to find out if he was careless.

"My master is a grand master of a generation, and the martial arts he taught is really amazing!"

Zhao Lai laughed out loud.

Many disciples also nodded, everyone looked at Chen Zhao, and now there was only admiration left.It's as if believers see the gods.

A few months ago, Zhao Lai and the others were vulnerable in front of the real Lianjiazi. After a month of hard training, they had already made the guardians of Wushuang City suffer a small loss.How about practicing for another six months?Do you still need to be afraid of Miyin Temple?

At this time, a voice among the disciples suddenly shouted:
"Master, why don't you show your hand!"

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then everyone booed:

"Yes, Master, please come and show us your skills."

In the past month, Chen Zhao has only taught everyone how to train, and has never fought with everyone.

But the disciples all knew that his martial art skills were world-class, and they would not dare to be presumptuous at ordinary times, but now some people let the martial arts master suffer a little, and their self-confidence immediately increased, and some people even watched the excitement as it was not a big deal, and they all started booing for a while.

"Okay." Chen Zhao smiled slightly.

(End of this chapter)