The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Uncle Yao thought for a while, and chose to trust Ye Zhibing.

"Okay, I believe you don't want this treasure to be lost. I will take it back to Dongtan Island. I believe that with the strict protection of our tribe, it will not be stolen again."

Ye Zhibing shook his head.

Uncle Yao asked him curiously: "You...what do you mean? You disagree with me?"

Ye Zhibing nodded again, and said, "Yes. I think that as long as Yao Man doesn't see through Huang Guolong's true colors and doesn't give up on him, this treasure is still very dangerous. Besides, since someone has already followed here, whether these two people go back or not If you can’t go back, Mr. Gao will definitely suspect this place.”

Uncle Yao is also a person with a high IQ. He understood Ye Zhibing's words and sighed, "Yes, foreign thieves are hard to guard against, and so are domestic thieves."

Ye Zhibing made a suggestion, "Uncle Yao, if you believe me, give the treasure to me, and I will take care of it. Besides, after you go this time, bring Yao Man with you when you come back, and I will arrange an opportunity for you to Yao Man clearly recognizes Huang Guolong's intentions, and only in this way can there be long-term peace."

Uncle Yao considered Ye Zhibing's suggestion. After a while, he said to Ye Zhibing: "It's not that I disagree with your suggestion, but I don't know what your skills are. If you don't have any real skills, you can't protect me if I leave it to you." .”

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly and said, "Then Master Yao, do you mean to test my skills?"

Uncle Yao nodded, "That's exactly what I mean."

Ye Zhibing cupped his hands towards Master Yao and said, "Please enlighten Master Yao."

Uncle Yao shook his head, "I'm old, not younger than you. Come with me."

After speaking, Master Yao stood up and went to open the door.

Ye Zhibing also stood up and followed Master Yao's steps.

Master Yao walked to the front of the monk's house, put two fingers into his mouth, and blew a long whistle.

The doors of the room opened one after another, and ten young monks came out, all with half bare arms, gathered in front of Master Yao, and lined up.

They clasped their hands together and said, "Amitabha, what's your order?"

Uncle Yao said seriously: "Go to the martial arts stage."

Ten people agreed in unison: "Yes, uncle."

After speaking, the ten people turned around and ran towards the back mountain.

Uncle Yao greeted Ye Zhibing, "Let's go, let's go."

Ye Zhibing said hello, and followed Master Yao to catch up.

After chasing to the back mountain, I saw those young monks climbing the cliff holding a cane.

Ye Zhibing looked up and saw that the cliff was 40 meters high, extremely steep, almost a [-]-degree cliff.

They are very flexible, like geckos, they climbed to the platform above the cliff by turning left and right.

Uncle Yao pointed to the rattan and said to Ye Zhibing, "It's your turn."

Ye Zhibing knew that Uncle Yao was looking at his guts.

So Ye Zhibing smiled slightly, walked to the hanging cane, spit into the palm of his hand, rubbed his hands, and grabbed the cane.

He jumped up and kicked up, and began to climb up the wall like a dragon swimming.

Master Yao saw it from below and praised it a few times.

When Ye Zhibing went up, Master Yao also grabbed the cane and climbed up the cliff.

Above the cliff is a platform of two to three hundred square meters. From a distance, you can see the blue sea.

After Master Yao came up, he said to Ye Zhibing: "Benefactor Ye, this is the martial arts stage of our Xinglong Temple. For hundreds of years, monks have practiced here. Today, if Master Ye breaks our formation, I will send the treasure to you." Leave it to you for safekeeping."

Ye Zhibing said politely: "Okay, let me try. If I lose, please don't be offended by Master Yao."

Uncle Yao smiled and said, "It's okay, let's go to the end."

After speaking, Uncle Yao issued an order to the ten monks: "Array!"

The ten monks immediately lined up. Ye Zhibing observed them and found that they were in groups of three, back to back, and one person was at the back of the formation, seeming to play a commanding role.

Such a formation reminded Ye Zhibing of the famous "Mandarin Duck Formation" in ancient times.

The mandarin duck formation pays attention to covering each other and attacking the enemy together.

Like the formation in front of you, once you attack one of the three people, the other two can attack you.

I only have two fists, but the opponent has six fists, oh, no, there are two other groups and a free man, a total of forty fists.

Ye Zhibing frowned, thinking about how to break the formation.

Master Yao saw that Ye Zhibing was a little embarrassed, so he couldn't help laughing to himself, quite proud of his formation.

"Please, Lord Ye."

Master Yao saw that Ye Zhibing had been thinking for a long time, so he urged him.

Ye Zhibing hasn't thought it through yet, but he knows that no matter how perfect the idea is, it's better to use it flexibly in actual combat.

"Okay, Master Yao."

Ye Zhibing agreed, walked up to the ten monks, cupped his hands and said, "I have learned."

The monks also said politely: "Accept."

Ye Zhibing tried to pull the opponent's formation. He stretched out his fist and tried to attack one of the three-man formation, but he retreated quickly before his fist touched anyone.

The monks were not fooled, they kept their formation and began to press Ye Zhibing.

After walking for a while, Ye Zhibing found that he was forced to the middle of the platform, surrounded by three phalanxes, getting closer and closer.

Ye Zhibing thought for a while, instead of being so passive, it's better to be simple and rude, do a few more, and see what other formations they can make.

While a group of three began to attack Ye Zhibing, Ye Zhibing shot quickly without hesitation, grabbed the arm of the punching monk, pulled it hard, and fell over his shoulder.

The monks don't know such modern fighting techniques, they are still practicing the ancient martial arts techniques handed down from generation to generation.

The monk who was thrown to the ground by Ye Zhibing suddenly couldn't bear the violent impact, and passed out directly.

Ye Zhibing was secretly delighted, it seemed that the simple and rough style of play could still work.

Two other monks came to the rescue, but they were too anxious and lost their steps. Ye Zhibing seized the opportunity and quickly fell over his shoulder twice.

Just like that, a group of three was disintegrated by Ye Zhibing.

This was a great shock, and the other two groups took a few steps back.

Uncle Yao knew in his heart that if the fight continued like this, it would only be a matter of time before the other two groups were disintegrated by Ye Zhibing.

So, Uncle Yao made a move to stop the fighting.

"Everyone stop."

Ye Zhibing retreated to Master Yao's side, and the monks rushed to treat the brothers who were lying on the ground.

"Benefactor Ye, you broke the formation, let's go down."

"Okay, let's go down."

Ye Zhibing grabbed the cane and got off the stage first, and Master Yao also came down after a while.