One Punch Man’s Unlimited Luck

"It's almost time, it's time to pay a tribute to the whole rivers and lakes!!" With a smile on his face, Xing Tao walked directly to the rudder of the beggar gang.

As time passed, it was almost time for the Beggar Gang and Shaolin to make an appointment in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, in the Shaolin Temple——

A monk entered the temple with a large stack of famous posts in his hands, raised his hands high, and handed it to Xuan Ci, and said: "Enjoy the abbot, Heshuo, the group of heroes worship the mountain."

When Xuanci saw the famous post, there were more than thirty copies, all of them listed were famous heroes from the north. They arrived at the same time suddenly, but didn't know why.

He could only hear the words from outside the temple, and Qunhao had arrived at the door. Xuan Ci said, "Junior Brother Xuan Sheng, please go out to meet him." He immediately stood up and walked under the eaves of the hall.

After a while, dozens of heroes, accompanied by Xuan Sheng and Zhi Ke Seng, came to the main hall. Xuanci was about to ask about it, and the Zhike monk came in and reported that dozens of martial arts figures from Shandong and Huainan had come to worship the mountains.

Xuan Xuan went out to welcome into the hall. A black man said loudly: "Bang Yan is invited to come and watch the excitement. Hasn't he arrived yet?"

A dark, soft voice said: "What are you so worried about, man? Since you are here, you have to watch the excitement, do you still have a share? Of course, our little characters will play first, and the right ones will come out slowly."

Xuan Ci said loudly: "You all came to our temple by appointment. Shaolin Temple is very honored. It's just a poor hospitality, so please forgive me."

Qunhao said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, the abbot does not have to be polite."

At this time, the high-ranking guest who made good friends with the Shaolin monk had already said that they knew the origin of the temple, and everyone received a heroic post from the leader of the beggar gang, Yan Nantian, saying that the Shaolin Temple and the beggar gang have always stood side by side in the Central Plains, and now Yan Nantian is the new leader of the beggar gang. He intends to establish a martial arts leader in the Central Plains and lay down a number of regulations so that the same principles can be followed.

Everyone showed the hero posts. Although the words on the posts were rather humble, they clearly said, Who is the leader of the martial arts league? Yan Nantian wanted to come to the Shaolin Temple, obviously to defeat the Shaolin monks with martial arts, and suppress the Shaolin Sect's prestige and prestige of martial arts for hundreds of years.

The post did not invite the heroes to the Shaolin Temple, but the martial arts figures are happy and not happy. Regarding the great event of the Beggar Gang and the Shaolin faction competing for prosperity, which one does not want to witness in person, bow and prosper? So one after another came by coincidentally.

At this time, everyone in the hall said the most: "Who is Yan Nantian?"

Everyone asked this sentence, but few people could answer it. Those who knew Yan Nantian, that is, the few people who were the witnesses when the Beggar Gang was meeting in Junshan.

But no one knows what Yan Nantian did afterwards; even this person has no reputation in the arena; only through the battle of the Beggar Gang Junshan Conference, some people in the arena knew that Yannantian's martial arts was extremely high.

Abbot Xuanci discussed with the brotherhood for several days, but still couldn't get any news about "Yan Nantian".

In a short while, the heroes of the two lakes and the south of the Yangtze River arrived, the heroes of Chuanshan and Shaanxi, and the heroes of Guangdong and Guangxi also arrived. The heroes are thousands of miles apart from the north and south, but they all arrive in one day. Obviously, the beggars have been preparing for a long time, and they have already sent out hero posts as early as one or two months ago.

Xuanci and the monks didn’t say anything, but they were both angry and worried. Only a few days ago, Yan Nantian, who claimed to be the leader of the Beggar Gang, had a letter to him. When it came to choosing the leader of the martial arts, he said that within the day I will come to worship the mountain in person and listen to the teachings of the abbot Xuanci. The letter does not specify the date of the worship, nor does it mention inviting the heroes of the world. Unexpectedly, all of a sudden, after the gathering of talents, Shaolin Temple was in a rush.

The gang of beggars has been launched for a long time. Although the Shaolin faction has been vocal in the arena, they have never heard of it beforehand. The Beggar Gang’s move is even more of an appearance that the winner has already been won, so it is not obvious to invite the heroes, but it is inconvenient to act as the master of Shaolin Temple, but it is really uninvited to spread the hero post.

The group of monks thought again: "The Beggars didn't invite us to go to his rudder. In face, he respected us. He helped the lord to move himself. In fact, he wanted to make the Shaolin Sect unprepared and attack us by surprise."

Xuansheng said to his friend Zhuge Zhuge, a Hebei Shendanzi: "Okay, Mr. Zhuge, if you get the message, you don't need to send me a letter. Our 30-year friendship has been wiped out."

Zhugezhong’s old face flushed red, and he repeatedly explained: "I...I only took the post three days ago. I didn’t have time to finish a bowl of rice. I came here day and night. I was tired of two good horses on the way, I was afraid to miss it. In the end, I can’t give you a helping hand for this stinky bald. Why... why do you blame me?"

Xuan Sheng snorted and said, "You are kind!"

Zhuge Zhong said: "Why is it not kind? No matter how high your Shaolin martial arts, your brother will come to cheer, it is not necessarily bad intentions!"

Xuan Sheng was relieved, and asked the other heroes, Lu Yuan received the post early, and the near one was late, but he was able to arrive in time because of the non-stop road. It is not that many of these friends did not send letters to Shaolin Temple in advance, but the Beggars planned carefully and calculated the schedule for everyone to arrive at Shaolin Temple, so that they could not rush to Shaolin Temple as soon as possible.

When the group of monks thought of this festival, they all felt that the beggars had made plans and then moved.

Chapter 118: The Supreme Martial Arts (Part 1)

This day is June 15th, and the weather is hot.

Suddenly, heroes and heroes from all directions rushed to the temple. Although there were many monks in the monastery, they were in a hurry. Fortunately, the first Master Xuanjing in the Zhike Academy was a long-term manager, and the monastery was rich in resources and rich in materials. Under the assignment of Xuanjing, the monks received the tycoons, but there was no shortage of courtesy.

Xuanci waited to greet the guests, and had no time to discuss with others, only muttering in their hearts. Suddenly I heard a report from a Zhike monk: "His Royal Highness Nanwang Duan, Dali State Town, is here."

Due to the death of "Weituochu" in the body of Master Xuan Bei of Shaolin Temple, Duan Zhengchun was ordered by the emperor's brother to visit the abbot Xuanci. Dali Duan is a friend of Shaolin Temple. At this moment, he really got a strong help. Xuanci was happy and said, "Is the Dali Prince Duan still in the Central Plains?"

Led the crowd to welcome out. Xuan Ci and Duan Zhengchun and his entourage Fan Hua, Hua Hegen, Ba Tianshi, Zhu Danchen, etc. have already reunited for the second time. After a few words of greeting, they welcomed them into the hall and introduced them to the heroes.

Not long after, the three villains also came to the Shaolin Temple together.

All the guests had also heard the rumors about the rivers and lakes that Shaolin had denied, and they looked curiously on the faces of Abbot Xuanci and Ye Erniang, but they found that they looked at each other with no expressions, and their curiosity temporarily ceased.

But at this moment--

"The beggar helped Yan Nantian come to worship the mountain and beg to see Abbot Shaolin!"

This sound was like Hong Zhong, blasting from all directions, from outside the mountain gate to the hall. This voice is extremely domineering, as if it is the ruler of the heavens and the earth, and everyone under the voice feels horrified.

As soon as this sound came out, the entire Shaolin Temple hall was silent, and everyone was shocked by this voice.

After a while, an echo from the mountains in the distance came: "Beggars... Yan Nantian... came to worship the mountain and beg Shaolin... the abbot?"

Xuan Ci said loudly: "I'm a guest from afar, let's salute first and then fight."

The group of monks said together: "Yes."

Xuan Ci said again, "All seniors, all friends, let's go out and have a look!"

The group of heroes have long been heart. Itching hard to scratch, is waiting for him to say this. Young heroes with lower generations and more anxious temperament rushed out in a swarm. Following the four villains, the heroes of all walks of life, the Duan clan of Dali State, and the monks of various monasteries, they hurried out one after another. But hearing the sound of ping-pong choking, the Shaolin monk of the wise generation sent out the weapons of the master and uncle.

The four generations of Shaolin monks from Xuanhui Xukong each took their arms and marched out of the temple.

As soon as everyone went out, the sound of horses galloping from the mountainside. The hoof horses became louder and louder, and soon four big yellow flags rose from the edge of the cliff, and the four horses rushed up the mountain. Five **** characters are written on all four yellow flags: "Beggars help the main swallow." The four-carriage horse stood on the edge of the cliff, and the rider rolled over and dismounted, putting four yellow flags on the brightest part of the cliff. All four of them were dressed as beggars, carrying cloth bags and holding flagpoles in their hands, without saying a word.

All the heroes said, "The leader of the Beggar Gang, Yan Nantian, is here."

As soon as the yellow flag was erected, a hundred horses galloped up the mountain. The first rider was a hundred six-bag disciples, followed by thirty or forty seven-bag disciples, and a dozen eight-bag disciples.

After a while, the four elders carrying nine bags of elders stood silently and got off their horses, standing on both sides. Except for important matters, the members of the Beggar Gang never ride horses or carts, and the ostentation in front of them is no different from ordinary gangsters. Many martial arts seniors shook their heads secretly when they saw it.

But what Xingtao wants is this kind of pomp, the bigger the pomp, the higher the luck points he will get by then.

But he heard the sound of hoofs and answered, a young and healthy horse came, and the person on the horse was Xingtao. But after he changed his face, no one could recognize him. Everyone only said that it was Yan Nantian, the leader of the beggar gang.

"This person is Yan Nantian?" Qun Xiong was surprised in his heart, "I didn't expect to be such a young man, he doesn't seem to be in his twenties."

"Unexpectedly, this person is so young and has such deep internal skills." Some people in the rivers and lakes are secretly wary. "That voice was serious just now, and now I feel shuddering in retrospect."

Xuan Ci asked, "Amitabha, the master of the Beggar Gang, Yan Nantian?"

"Exactly!" Xingtao said lightly, "The Xuanci Abbot of Shaolin Temple, the Shaolin Sect is the leader of all sects in the martial arts, and our beggar gang is the largest gang in the rivers and lakes. There must be a division. The winner is the Wulin Supreme, and the loser obeys the orders of the Wulin Supreme. There must be no violation."

He then swept his eyes to Qunhao's face, and said: "Every hero in the world is gathered at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain today. Anyone who refuses to accept it can challenge the Supreme Martial Arts Supreme." It is the supreme of martial arts.

Although Xuanci was unwilling to do anything with him, he openly challenged himself before the group of heroes, and he had no reason to retreat. He put his palms together and said: "The Gang of Beggars has been the chivalrous way of the martial arts in the Central Plains for hundreds of years, and is a hero in the world. The former gang leader, Wang Jian, is the leader of the gang, and his friendship with the sect is really great. The monks and lay disciples of the sect have always respected the sect. The friendship between the gang and the Shaolin sect for hundreds of years has never hurt the peace. But I don’t know Yan Yan. Why is the leader of the gang today a teacher who asks the crime suddenly, and is still looking forward to seeing a report. The heroes of the world are here, right and wrong, right and wrong, right and wrong."

Xing Tao said faintly: "Wuhan has always been used to discuss heroes with martial arts. Since ancient times, literature has not been the first, and Wu has not been the second. Even literature has the distinction of champion, second place, and flower exploration; let alone martial arts? I challenge you Shaolin, Do you have any other questions?"

Xuan Ci took a few steps forward and said, "Fang Master Yan, you must not do anything with Lao Na. If Lao Na cares about the friendship between the Gui gang and our sect for hundreds of years, he refuses to allow him, but he is disrespectful to the Gui gang. "