Suddenly, the two were killed together.

As Chen Qiang expected, Gangcun's lightness kungfu was excellent, and he arrived in front of Master Tianlong in the blink of an eye, and the samurai sword in his hand fell quickly like the wind.

Master Tianlong's expression darkened, and he raised his left hand towards the air, caught the chilly samurai sword, and grabbed Gangcun's abdomen with his right hand, his five fingers were like iron hooks and silver strokes, unstoppable.

"Receive the sword with bare hands, Master Tianlong is awesome!" the citizens in the audience said loudly.

Everyone saw his iron claws falling towards Gangcun's abdomen, all of them showed extremely excited expressions, waiting to see Gangcun's intestines rotted and defeated by his hands.

But things are not so simple. The moment the iron claw of Master Tianlong falls, Gangcun disappears, not even a ghost can be seen.

"Where is that Japanese devil hiding?" shouted the citizens in the audience.

Master Tianlong's face was calm, and he didn't seem a little flustered because of Gangcun's sudden disappearance. He had the demeanor of a generation of martial arts masters.

What Chen Qiang watched in the audience was also convinced, unmoving like a mountain, and he was talking about this kind of state.

Suddenly, Gangcun appeared behind Master Tianlong, and then rushed forward like a ghost, slashing down with the samurai sword in his hand, unstoppable.

Clang!

Master Tianlong seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, without turning his head, his palms went backwards, holding the samurai sword tightly.

Gangcun wanted to draw out the samurai sword, but the samurai sword seemed to be growing in the palm of Master Tianlong, and it remained motionless for a long time.

Competing for internal strength, there is still some gap between him and Master Tianlong.

Moments later, Gangcun once again disappeared from everyone's sight.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, not daring to take a breath, their eyes rolled around, trying to find the shadow of Gangcun.

However, everything is in vain. Gangcun's invisibility skills have been practiced to the extreme, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Whoosh!

The samurai sword in Master Tianlong's hand flew forward like a sharp arrow.

A shadow appeared instantly, and then disappeared together with the samurai sword.

On the stage, the air suddenly became stagnant, like a stone pressing on everyone's chest, making it suffocating.

Master Tianlong looked around slowly, trying to find the trace of Gangcun, but he didn't find any clues.

Time passed by, and still did not see Gangcun...

Chapter 706

Suddenly, a phantom rushed towards Mage Tianlong without anyone noticing.

"Be careful!" Chen Qiang shouted from the audience, scaring the people around him to back away, and then looked at him like a madman.

However, it was too late, Gangcun suddenly appeared behind Master Tianlong, stabbing forward with the samurai sword in his hand, as fast as lightning and extremely fierce.

As expected of a master of martial arts, Mage Tianlong leaned slightly to avoid the stabbing samurai sword. The iron claw landed on the blade and pulled forward seemingly effortlessly, and Gangcun flew forward.

Whoosh whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, several darts shot towards Mage Tianlong like a flash of cold stars.

Master Tianlong's face was indifferent. After a few bangs, the dart flew out and looked towards Gangcun.

A sinister smile appeared on Gangcun's face, Master Tianlong's complexion changed drastically, a faint black enveloped his face, this dart is poisonous!

When Gangcun saw that Master Tianlong was highly poisoned, he immediately rushed towards him like a poisonous snake, and the samurai sword slashed down in the air.

Master Tianlong wanted to retreat, but his limbs were weak and he couldn't lift any real strength. He was about to be split in half with a single knife.

At this moment, Monk Yuantong suddenly moved forward, blocking the falling samurai sword with the cooked copper stick in his hand.

Bang!

Monk Yuantong grabbed Master Tianlong and retreated. Gangcun wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Okubo Toshimichi.

"Thank you, master, for your acceptance!" Okamura said brazenly, standing behind Okubo Toshimichi.

The audience exploded in an instant, accusing Gangcun of being mean and shameless, using poisoned darts to assassinate Master Tianlong.

"The Dongyang people are really shameless, if they can't beat them, they will use indiscriminate means!"

"That's right, even if you win like this, it's not honorable, it's really embarrassing!"

……

Okubo Toshimichi could hear clearly on stage, so of course he couldn't pretend he didn't hear anything.

He looked towards the audience and said loudly: "Before the competition, it was not said that hidden weapons cannot be used, so Mr. Gangcun deservedly won!"

Seeing the commotion in the audience, Master Tianzhu was afraid that everyone would be emotional and cause trouble, so he said immediately: "It is true that there was no statement before the competition that hidden weapons should not be used, so Mr. Gangcun won this round."

Master Tianzhu said so, and everyone in the audience could only shut up and wait for the second competition. The Dongyang people won this round with hidden weapons, and they will not be so lucky in the end.

"You help Master Tianlong to go down to rest!" Master Tianzhu said, and two monks supported him to leave.

Okubo Toshimichi asked with a smile: "May I ask who will Master Tianzhu play in the second match?"

Master Tianzhu glanced at Monk Yuantong, and Monk Yuantong immediately walked forward, with a murderous look on his face, like a King Kong descending to earth.

"Come on! I want to avenge my uncle!" Monk Yuantong said awe-inspiringly, holding the cooked copper stick tightly in his hand, the murderous look in his eyes became even heavier.

Okubo Ri understood and sent the Dongyang samurai with the weakest martial arts under him to die.

"Yamamoto-kun, this battle is up to you." Okubo Toshimichi said, and a young man in a black kimono next to him took a step forward.

"It seems that this is a gift box!" Chen Qiang said in his heart, he was looking for an opportunity to come on stage, and wanted to remind Master Tianzhu to be careful of Monk Yuantong.

"Please enlighten me!" said the young samurai, looking up at Monk Yuantong, subconsciously holding the samurai sword with both hands.

Moments later, the young samurai rushed forward with the wind on his feet, the samurai sword was unsheathed suddenly, and the cold air was overwhelming.

A cold light flashed in the air, and the samurai sword passed by the tip of Monk Yuantong's nose. The young warrior kicked his abdomen, raised his left elbow sharply, and hit Monk Yuantong's chin. With a click, his chin was crushed It's crooked.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help sweating for Monk Yuantong, secretly praying that he could win this battle, if he lost this battle, Xuankong Temple would be cornered.

Sure enough, they were all actor-level performances. Chen Qiang smiled slightly. He knew that Monk Yuantong was just acting. In the end, he would definitely be the winner.

Click!

Monk Yuantong pulled back his crooked jaw, and everyone in the audience felt distressed when they heard it.

Suddenly, Monk Yuantong let out a rage, and the copper stick in his hand fell down shockingly, the cold wind was like a knife.

The young samurai raised his saber to meet him. Just as he was about to raise his energy, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arms, and he couldn't raise his internal strength at all.

Bang!

In an instant, the cooked copper stick fell from the sky, and the samurai sword in his hand flew out, and landed on the young samurai's head. The young samurai's head split like a watermelon, blood mist filled the air, and his brains gushed out.

Monk Yuantong put away the cooked copper stick, turned around and walked towards Master Tianzhu, and there was warm applause from the audience.

Okubo Toshimichi said pretendingly: "Yuantong, you killed my Japanese samurai, I will definitely avenge this revenge, now let's start the third match!"

"Mr. Dajiu, I have something to take care of. Please wait for me for a while." Master Tianzhu said, then turned and walked down the stage, with Master Tianlong's injury in his heart.

Okubo Toshimichi looked at Master Tianzhu's back, and cursed secretly: "Old bald donkey, let you live a few more minutes, and you will die later."

Chen Qiang saw Master Tianzhu going to the meditation room at the back, so he rushed out from the crowd and followed quietly behind.

However, within a few steps, he was stopped by two monks.

"Who are you? What do you want to do by following the master abbot sneakily?" the slightly older monk said coldly, looking at him warily.

Chen Qiang said quickly: "Master Tianlong has been poisoned by the Orientals, and I have a way to detoxify him."

"Stop talking nonsense here, boy, don't leave quickly, or don't blame us for being rude." Another young monk said, holding a cooked copper stick across his chest, as if he was ready to strike at any time.

"What I said is true. Go and report to Master Tianzhu and tell him that Chen Qiang is here." Chen Qiang said anxiously, looking at the two monks sincerely.

The older monk said: "I don't think he is lying, why don't I report it to the abbot?"

"Senior brother stay here, let me go!" said another monk, turned and went inside.

Five minutes later, the young monk came out from inside.

"Doctor Chen, the master abbot welcomes you! Please come with me!" said the young monk.

He led the way, and Chen Qiang followed him for a while, then stopped again.

"Master, this is not the way to the meditation room!" Chen Qiang felt a little bit in his heart, thinking that there was something wrong with this monk.

The young monk said: "The abbot said that there are too many people in front of you, so he asked you to talk in the meditation room at the back."

Chen Qiang thought about it for a while, and although he was a little murmured in his heart, he still followed along...

Chapter 707 The Last Battle

Chen Qiang walked back with the young monk, and finally came to a very elegant meditation room.

"Doctor Chen, please wait for a moment, the master abbot will be here soon." The young monk said, brewing a pot of West Lake Longjing tea for him, and the fragrance of tea floated in the meditation room.

Time passed by, but there was no sign of Master Tianzhu. Seeing that Chen Qiang was a little impatient, the young monk blinked his eyes lightly and said, "Doctor Chen, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for a long time. Please help me." Wait here a little longer, and I will go and urge the abbot mage again."

Chen Qiang nodded. There was nothing he could do in a hurry now. Although he was a little confused, he decided to wait.

After the young monk came out of the meditation room, he came towards Master Tianlong's meditation room like the wind under his feet. He saw Yuantong monk standing at the door from a distance, and immediately walked towards him.

"Master Yuantong, I tricked that kid into the meditation room, and he has already drank poisonous tea, and he will be poisoned soon." The young monk said proudly.

It turned out that this guy was a close friend of Monk Yuantong. When he heard that Chen Qiang had reported his family name, he told Monk Yuantong about it. Yuantong asked him to trick Chen Qiang into the meditation room at the back. There was usually no one there, and only distinguished guests would stay there. inside.

Monk Yuantong patted him on the shoulder and said: "That kid is full of tricks, you go back and keep an eye on me, give me a signal after the poison is released, and I will send someone to go."

Since Chen Qiang sent it to the door, he just killed it and gave it to Okubo Toshimichi as a gift.

The young monk bowed and said, "Yes, master, I'll go back and stare at him now, he should be about to get poisoned."

"Okay, be careful with that kid, I'll send someone there right away." Monk Yuantong said coldly, with a murderous look on his face, he turned and went into the meditation room.

The young monk returned to the Zen room and saw that Chen Qiang was still sitting there without moving his buttocks. His expression was as usual, but he couldn't help showing a trace of suspicion on his face. According to the normal situation, he should have been poisoned by now.

"Little Master, Master Tianzhu hasn't come yet?" Chen Qiang said with a smile, and glanced at the young monk.

The young monk quickly said: "The abbot will come later, Dr. Chen please drink tea!"

One cup of tea has no poison, two cups of tea will send you to heaven!The young monk thought, and poured another cup of tea for Chen Qiang.

When the tea was received in Chen Qiang's hand, Chen Qiang said with a smile: "Don't drink it! Even if I finish this pot of tea, I won't be poisoned."

Immediately, the young monk's face changed, and he said, "Doctor Chen, I don't understand what you are talking about? I kindly invited you to drink tea, but you said that the tea is poisonous. Let's go to the abbot to explain it!"

He tried his best to break free from Chen Qiang's hand, but he was grasped even tighter, and felt that his wrist was about to be pinched.

"You don't need to find the master abbot, how about I invite the little master to drink a cup of tea?" Chen Qiang sneered, and brought the tea in his hand to the young monk's mouth.

"I won't drink it, I won't drink it!" The young monk knocked the teacup to the ground, and there was a puff of white gas on the ground.

Chen Qiang said angrily: "You also said that there was no poison in the tea, so what is it? Tell me honestly, did Monk Yuantong send you here?"

From the first time he saw the young monk, his intuition told himself that there was something wrong with him.

Later, Chen Qiang didn't expose him for poisoning his tea. He wanted to see who was behind him. He didn't expect that he would come back alone this time, and there was no need to continue acting.

The young monk asked in disbelief: "How did you find out that there is poison in the tea? The poison is colorless and tasteless!"

"It's colorless and odorless, but you can't smell it. If you want to poison me in front of my Poison King, you're too presumptuous." Chen Qiang said sharply.

He is now familiar with the "Book of Hundred Poisons", and he knows the characteristics of poisons recorded in the book, the method of detoxification and identification of poisons, and there is no poison that can escape his eyes. return.

"Tell me, did Monk Yuantong send you here!" Chen Qiang's voice was very low, he didn't want to disturb other people.

The young monk still wanted to struggle, but Chen Qiang unceremoniously brought the teapot to his mouth, scaring the young monk almost to pee his pants.

"My patience is not very good!" Chen Qiang said with a dark face: "I will give you one last chance, if you are still stubborn, I will send you to have a heart-to-heart talk with Lord Yama."

Before the words were finished, the teapot rushed forward, and the spout touched the young monk's lips, which made the young monk tremble with fright.

"It's none of my business, it's all Master Yuantong's idea, he will send someone to kill you later." The young monk was so frightened that he said everything, Chen Qiang let go of his hand, and the young monk turned around and rushed out.

Moments later, the young monk fell against the door of the meditation room, and a little blood slowly seeped from the eyeball of his left eye, completely cooling down.

"I wanted to save your life, but since you are in such a hurry to reincarnate, I have to give you a ride." Chen Qiang said, dragged the young monk's body into the Zen room, and then went to the place where the martial arts competition was held.

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