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Chapter 8

Words:2768Update:22/06/22 09:36:26

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The trees towered into the sky, blocking the scorching sun. Under the shade of the trees, there were several silhouettes facing each other.

Wherever there was a protagonist, there was always conflict.

"Hmph, you pieces of trash want to stop me?" Under the shade of the trees, an arrogant and domineering roar rang out.

Zhou Yang glanced toward the direction of the voice and saw a dark-skinned monk wearing a cold grin under the shade of a tree. The monk had a sturdy figure, with a height of over nine feet. His muscles were as hard as steel, giving him a metallic feel. The scars on his face made him look even more ferocious, causing him to be intimidating.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong were in the crowd in front of the monk. The two of them were originally playing in the Shaolin Temple, but they encountered the chaos in the Shaolin Temple. Countless monks searched the mountain as if they had gone mad. The two of them had no choice but to go down the mountain and meet up with Zhou Yang at the foot of the mountain.

As a result, they coincidentally met the murderous Black Monk in front of them halfway. The Black Monk saw that Guo Jing and Huang Rong had found his trail, so he directly attacked the two, wanting to kill them. Just when the two were about to be unable to hold on, the Shaolin Temple monks rushed over.

"The cook dhuta, you killed Master Ku Zhi, the head of the Dharma Hall, and killed dozens of monks of the Shaolin Temple. Your sins are unforgivable." A few monks surrounded the dhuta and sealed off the surroundings. The monk who seemed to be the leader said coldly.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong became even more nervous when they heard this. They did not expect such a fierce person to appear in the Shaolin Temple. He could kill dozens of monks and escape from the Shaolin Temple.

"Ku Zhi wanted to use the Heart-Rending Palm to take my life. He deserved to be killed by me." The worker dhuta was wearing a gray monk robe that was already in tatters. However, his face was ferocious and overflowing with killing intent, making him look extremely fierce. However, the faint beads of sweat on his forehead and the inadvertent trembling of his body betrayed him. It seemed that he had suffered serious internal injuries.

"Those monks humiliated me. Why can't I kill them?" the dhuta retorted.

"Hmph, what Heart-rending Palm? It's clearly the Disintegration Palm. Master Ku Zhi spared your life, but you killed him instead." The monk in the lead snorted coldly. "Moreover, you've killed innocents indiscriminately along the way. You're a vicious person. We absolutely cannot forgive you."

Hearing the monk's cold snort, Zhou Yang finally remembered who the cook dhuta was.

There might have been many workers in the Shaolin Temple, but there was only one who could turn the Shaolin Temple upside down.

This worker dhuta had a great background. He had been mentioned in "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre" before. He was like Gou Jian who endured hardships to gain courage.

In order to take revenge on the monks who bullied him in the Fragrant Kitchen, he secretly learned the Shaolin Kung Fu and endured more than twenty years of humiliation. After he mastered the Kung Fu, he killed the Chief of the Dharma Hall and killed all the monks who bullied him. Later, he ran to the Western Region and founded the Vajra Faction.

Calculating the time, it should be about the same as now.

He single-handedly sealed off the Shaolin Temple for decades. He was definitely a ruthless character.

Is the Shaolin Temple low-key?

No, on the contrary, it's very high-profile.

No matter which martial arts world, "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre" had never been as low-key as it was in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". In other eras, no matter what happened in the martial arts world, whether it was fighting for the leader of the martial arts world or exterminating evil, the Shaolin Temple always played the role of the absolute leader.

In "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", there was almost no sign of the monks of the Shaolin Temple. Moreover, the Quanzhen Sect even replaced the Shaolin Temple and became the number one sect in the martial arts world. It was not until the end of "The Return of the Condor Heroes" that they emerged.

Why did the Shaolin Temple seal off its mountain?

The incident with the cook dhuta had probably caused the loss of all the experts of the Shaolin Temple. They were unable to suppress the people of the martial arts world and did not dare to easily appear in the world.

Hearing the monk's explanation, the cook dhuta sneered. He stepped on the ground, and the ground under his feet caved in and exploded. His body borrowed the force of the impact and shot towards the leading monk like an arrow. He clenched his five fingers into a fist and directly punched the chest of the monk in front of him without any fancy moves.

This place was still within the sphere of influence of the Shaolin Temple. Although the cook dhuta was rude and unreasonable, it did not mean that he was stupid. He still understood the principle that two fists could not defeat four hands.

Although he killed many monks along the way, he was also seriously injured. He had to defeat the pursuers of the Shaolin Temple as soon as possible. If he could not leave in time, once he was surrounded by the monks of the Shaolin Temple, it would be difficult for him to escape.

"Senior Brother Jueming, be careful!" The other monks had no time to rescue the cook dhuta, who had suddenly attacked.

Facing the wind from the cook dhuta's fist, Monk Jueming's expression changed slightly. He crossed his palms in front of him to block it.

The cook dhuta sneered. Even the elders of the Shaolin Temple did not dare to take his fist head-on, let alone a disciple of the Shaolin Temple's elders.

Soon after, the fist and the palm collided. Jueming felt a powerful force coming from the fist, like a mountain pressing down on him.

Under the astonished gazes of the other monks, the fireman's fist landed on Monk Jueming's palms like a heavy stone. A powerful force erupted at that moment, and Jueming's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string. In the end, he skidded across a large tree before coming to a stop.

"Pfft!"

Jueming spat out several mouthfuls of blood. His hands drooped down. The powerful force of the fist had broken his meridians and bones.

With one punch, he had dealt with the strongest of the monks.

He was absolutely born with divine strength!

If the cook dhuta's talent was ordinary, how could he have killed his way out of the Shaolin Temple, where there were many experts? Aside from his daily efforts, it was naturally related to his talent.

When he was young, the cook dhuta had more brute force than other children of his age. This was also why he had been recruited by the monks of the Shaolin Temple as a cook. He could do the work of three people by himself.

Ever since he had secretly learned the Shaolin Temple's secret manuals, his body's strength had grown along with his internal force. His strength had become more and more vigorous. Now, his palms had the strength of nearly a thousand Jin. An ordinary expert would be defeated in one blow under such great strength.

"Hmph, what a piece of trash. You can't even withstand a single blow." A trace of blood leaked from the corner of the cook dhuta's mouth. His expression became even more terrifying and ferocious.

"I'll send you to see Buddha!"

Although the cook dhuta had defeated Monk Jueming, he had also aggravated the injuries in his body. Now, he could not let these people go. He had gone to inform Buddha. Now that he had succeeded in one blow, how could he let these people go?

"Diamond Strength Palm!"

The cook dhuta's figure suddenly moved. His figure had already appeared in front of Guo Jing and the others. His palms were like the Diamond Strength Palm. They were fierce and overbearing, continuous and continuous. With a terrifying killing intent, they slapped towards the chests of the few people.

Each palm strike was fatal. The frenzied palm shadows brought about bursts of wind-breaking sounds and ear-piercing roars. If they were hit, their internal organs would definitely be shattered by the powerful palm force.

"Bang! Bang! … "

The sound of bodies colliding continuously echoed in the forest. Zhou Yang secretly observed the few people's battle, learning from their experience.

Although Zhou Yang's current martial realm had already surpassed them, his combat experience was pitifully little. It was the experience left behind by fighting with others when he was young.

The cook dhuta's attacks were endless. Like a ferocious tiger coming down the mountain, he pressed forward with an indomitable will, as if he could topple the mountains and overturn the seas. One palm strike after another, the strong palm wind caused the surrounding rocks to slightly tremble.

The monks of the Shaolin Temple, under the thunderstorm of attacks, for a time, unexpectedly retreated step by step. They did not expect that the seriously injured fireman dhuta's attack would be so swift and fierce, and suddenly fear rose in their hearts.

"Diamond Strength Finger!"

The cook dhuta's attacks suddenly changed. In an instant, his palms turned into fingers. His figure shot out explosively, like a falcon pouncing on its prey, he rushed towards the few people in the field. His finger force was like lightning, like a violent storm, the overbearing finger force directly hit the faces of the few people.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong were also within the attack range.

"Whoosh!" "Bang!"

However, at this moment, there was a sudden sound of wind-breaking. A fist-sized rock and a pebble heavily smashed into a tree at the side, making a dull sound.

"Who?"

The sudden intervention caused the cook dhuta's expression to change greatly. If he did not dodge in time, he would definitely be hit by the flying pebble. Turning his gaze, he saw two figures quickly walking over. Obviously, the pebble was thrown by one of the two people.

"Big Brother Zhou!"

Seeing that one of them was actually Zhou Yang, Guo Jing and Huang Rong exclaimed. Immediately, joy appeared in their eyes.

Although Zhou Yang's nervousness along the way was a little strange, the fist-sized rock just now, even though its flight path was a little off, it was still able to smash into the tree. How powerful must it be?

"Are you okay?" Zhou Yang was a little embarrassed. The rock was naturally thrown by him. Looking at Guo Jing and Huang Rong walking over, he asked with concern.

Angry!

The cook dhuta only felt an indescribable anger filling his heart. He was blocked one after another. His whole body was overflowing with killing intent, and he said ferociously, "Hehe, since you want to die, I will send you on your way."

"Bang!"

As the cook dhuta rushed towards Zhou Yang, a deep sound rang out. Then, a figure flew out under everyone's dumbfounded gazes. Finally, he landed heavily on the ground, looking extremely miserable.

Everyone looked at Zhou Yang in astonishment as they watched the dhuta, who had just rushed out, fall to the ground in a sorry state.

Even if the cook dhuta was seriously injured, he was still not someone a first-rate expert could withstand. Now, with just one strike, the cook dhuta was completely defeated. This person was definitely not any weaker than the cook dhuta at his peak.

At the very least, he was a top-notch expert!

Zhou Yang had an innocent look on his face. It was completely caused by the rebound of the true energy in his body.

On the other side, the cook dhuta vomited a mouthful of blood. When the inner force of both sides collided, he knew that he had kicked an iron plate. He could not stay here any longer, so he immediately fled in another direction. On the other side, there was a person wearing an ugly mask and a green robe standing there.

"I don't believe it. There are so many experts." The cook dhuta's eyes were filled with anger, and he once again rushed over in disbelief.

The masked man's figure did not move at all. Just as the cook dhuta's fist was about to hit the masked man, his figure moved like a ghost, leaving behind several afterimages. He moved to the side and dodged the cook dhuta's attack.

At the same time, his palm fell gently, like a falling flower, and brushed across the cook dhuta's body. The cook was lightly patted and was sent flying, blood spurting out of his mouth.

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