This system is too salty

The white-browed hero Xu Liang couldn't stand it anymore, and he would fight Lu Kun, the spirit demon who would fight three feet on the stage.

Xu Liang and Bai Yunrui were similar in ability, but stronger than the four elders in Spring and Autumn Period. They were often dangerous when they stretched out their hands. After thirty rounds of fighting, they could only parry and have no power to fight back.

Seeing that Xu Liang was going to suffer, someone came to the stage to save the situation.

Phew~ A big monk popped out from the crowd. This monk is more than two meters tall, with big arms and round waist, with a benevolent expression on his face. Facing Guo Changda, he clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, Lu Kun, do you still recognize this old monk?"

Lu Kun took a closer look and couldn't help but gasp, why is it him!

The person who came was the second head of the Shaolin Temple, nicknamed Copper King Kong and Iron Arhat, who was ground into a mighty Buddha——Ouyang Puzhong, he was the uncle of Bei Xia Ouyang Chun, and his abilities were boundless.

Ouyang Puzhong came to Bianliang a few days ago, but he didn't go to the old Qin's shop. His status was too high, so going there made other people feel uncomfortable.

He stayed with his old friend at the Bodhi Courtyard in the south of the city for a few days. On the day of the ring opening, he witnessed the whole process of the ring. Seeing that his junior brother Ling Kong couldn't win, he looked for a chance to appear on the stage.

Zhao Mian saw a strange monk and asked Feng Yuan who was beside him.

Feng Yuan: "Hey, this is our master, Ouyang Puzhong, our teacher's uncle, who is very capable. Now it's stable, no one in the Lotus Temple is his old man's opponent."

Zhao Mian frowned and said, "It's easy to hide a spear in the open and it's hard to defend against an arrow in the dark, so don't be careless."

Yumian Xiaodharma Bai Yunrui has already come down. The fight has not been long but he is not lightly tired. At this time, he has calmed down, "That's right, you can't take it lightly."

In the arena, Guo Changda came out from the backstage, and he was surprised when he saw Ouyang Puzhong. He wondered why the old monk came, but he was not afraid, because his backstage also came.

Just now, Guo Changda received a report from his disciples that Guo Changda's mentor had come and was resting in the Lotus Temple.

Guo Changda was overjoyed, but he couldn't go back and kowtow to his mentor, so someone brought him a message to invite him to the ring.

Guo Changda's master is the third monk of the Kunlun sect, the Reclining Buddha Kunlun monk, an expert outside the world. When he came, all the thieves in the Lotus Temple smiled in their hearts.

Guo Changda: "Ouyang old swordsman, I haven't seen you for many years, do you want to join the Eight Kings?"

Ouyang Puzhong smiled and said: "I have heard Xin'er in the Shaolin Temple, saying that you kidnapped the Eight Kings Qiansui and used his name to hold the Eight Kings Competition. You really don't take the court's laws seriously. Ah, what's the difference between this and rebellion, aren't you afraid of losing your head?"

After a pause, he continued: "Old Swordsman Guo, I advise you to let the Eighth Prince go, hand over the Eighth Prince and then plead guilty, then the court will give him a lighter sentence."

Guo Changda sneered, "Grand Monk, you've been eating vegetarian food and reciting Buddha all year round, you've been confused. You don't even have to let me go to the Eight Kings School, unless you beat me, don't talk about it."

At this moment, with a bang, Zhao Mian came to the stage with Jiang Ping on his back.

Jiang Ping, who was in the audience just now, saw the people on the stage talking, so he also wanted to go on stage to negotiate with Lianhuaguan, but he couldn't do it, so Zhao Mian volunteered to go on stage with him behind his back.

Jiang Ping and Ouyang Puzhong met and said to Guo Changda: "Guo Changda, you said that if you win, you can take the Eighth Prince away. Is this true?"

Guo Changda knew that he might not be Ouyang Puzhong's opponent, but he still bit the bullet and said, "That's right, Pindao said what he said."

Jiang Ping: "Then can we meet the eight kings and thousand years old first, and don't count your words at that time."

Guo Changda pondered for a moment, nodded in agreement, and whispered something to Lu Kun beside him, and Lu Kun went down.

Not long after, four burly men came to the arena holding a ghost-headed machete and a haggard old man in his 60s. The old man was Zhao Defang, the eighth king.

Four big men put knives on Zhao Defang's neck, and they would tear up the ticket if there was anything wrong.

The Eighth Prince Zhao Defang has suffered a lot these days, but he has not received any punishment, and he has not been short of food and drink, but his heart is so tormented that he can't eat or sleep.

Days of worry made the old man who was full of energy become haggard.

Seeing that the eight kings had become like this, Jiang Ping and Xu Liang felt bad.

Xu Liang said: "Eight kings, thousand years old, wait a moment, old man, we will rescue you."

Zhao Defang was a little confused. Hearing a familiar voice, he slowly raised his head to look in the direction of Xu Liang and Jiang Ping, and said tremblingly, "But Xu Liang, Jiang Ping, you are here to save me."

Before Kaifeng Mansion could reply, Guo Changda waved his hand, and the four big men drove the Eight Kings to the position near the backstage door, and sat the Eight Kings on a chair, and the four big men stood behind with steel knives in their hands.

Guo Changda: "Well, the Eight Kings have also read it, so let's believe in the old way."

Zhao Mian has been watching with cold eyes. Now that he is ten meters away from the Eighth Prince, his space darts are not very good. It would be great if he had a hk416.

Jiang Ping negotiated with Guo Changda, and finally agreed to win or lose three rounds of betting, and whoever wins after three rounds will be able to deal with the Eighth Prince.

The others went down to the stage, but Ouyang Puzhong did not.

In the first round, the Kaifeng Mansion arranged for the most capable Ouyang Puzhong to play, "Amitabha, Guo Changda, let's have a few tricks with the old monk."

At this time, a person came out from the backstage, "Amitabha, Master Ouyang, I haven't seen you for many years."

The person who came out was the reclining Buddha Kunlun monk. The Kunlun monk was also very tall and fat. He looked in his 60s but was actually in his 80s. His eyebrows were all white, but his eyes were bright.

Monk Kunlun and Ouyang Puzhong stood opposite each other, which aroused the amazement of the people in the audience. They had never seen such a fat monk, and it was really strange that two came out at a time.

Ouyang Puzhong: "Isn't this the old master of the Kunlun sect, the reclining Buddha Kunlun monk? The last time we met was 12 years ago. Old friend, do you want to intervene here?"

The two great monks chatted for a few words, and started to fight without saying a word.

Both of them are first-class figures in Baimei's world, and their skills are equally superb, and they are different from others as soon as they stretch out their hands.

I saw the two of them circling each other five meters apart, gesticulating frequently with their hands and feet, but they didn't come forward to fight. This is because they can see what the opponent is going to do at a glance, so they change their moves to deal with them. When the opponent sees that they have changed their moves, I also change trick.

Only then did the strange sight of the two great monks circling frequently without moving their hands.

Experts can see the subtlety of it, but ordinary people find it boring, and they all start to complain and boo.

The two people on the stage are both eminent monks who have practiced for decades. They were not affected by those external factors and still followed their own rhythm.

Under the stage, Jiang Ping called the old and young masters together for a small meeting. After a while, he decided how to play the second round, and everyone nodded in agreement.