Updated: 2012-08-23

Yes, on the surface, Tang Zheng is indeed the leader now, as if he is invincible and invincible.

However, this is just a manifestation. In fact, although the Shaolin monks kept retreating, their formation was always intact. Tang Zheng could only bear the strength of each battle and every head-on battle. Although his physical strength was high, after so many collisions, he was almost at his limit.

On the Shaolin monk, dozens of people can share the damage together, and even use certain secret techniques to store the force of fierce impacts again and again! It is like a powerful spring that is getting tighter and tighter. In the end, all these forces will burst out violently at once, giving a fierce blow to the person who used the force before!

Now, it is almost time - Tang Zheng's physical condition has reached its limit, and the power accumulated in the Arhat Formation has reached the critical point that he has to fire. The next collision will definitely be a shocking blow!

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the result of Tang Zheng's defeat and even his death with this blow was destined. After all, Abbot Xuanci was compassionate, so he suddenly shouted at the last moment, but wanted to give Tang Zheng another chance. However, it was obvious that Tang Zheng did not accept his affection...

"I want me to surrender? Dream!" Tang Zheng's eyes were full of fierce light. He saw him shook his arms suddenly, pushing all the Shaolin monks in front of him away, spreading his backhand, and found a pill the size of a thumb and blood-red from somewhere. Then he sneered and threw the pill into his mouth!

"Young Master Tang, no!" As soon as he saw the blood-red pill, Deng Baichuan and the other two fell behind, all of whom suddenly changed their faces and exclaimed in surprise. It was obvious that this pill was definitely not an insignificant garbage. However, Tang Zheng was extremely determined. After taking out the pill, he did not hesitate at all and stuffed it into his mouth. It was too late for the three of them to stop it!

"Ah..." However, just as Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian, and the evil storm were anxious, a long sigh suddenly sounded, almost suppressing the noise of hundreds of people on the field. At the same time, there seemed to be an inaccurate sound of breaking through the air. Then, Tang Zheng's body froze slightly, and with a puff, he spit out the blood-red pill that had just been sent to his mouth again: "Ah, why are you doing so hard?"

"Master?" Tang Zheng was extremely surprised when he heard the familiar sigh, and there was a slight tremor in his voice: "Master, are you awake? You, wait a moment, the disciple will save you from the trap..." As he said that, he lowered his head and wanted to find the precious pill that had rolled into dust again.

"Oh..." Murong Bo sighed softly again, flicked his fingers, and suddenly sealed Tang Zheng's acupoints from the air, allowing his movements to freeze in the air. Then, a complex expression appeared on Murong Bo's face: "Crazy, Chia'er, why do you come to this muddy water? Don't you already know that the reason why I accepted you as my disciple was actually not a good intention, but just wanted to use your immortal body as an alien to conduct some experiments. There was no master-disciple relationship between us!"

"Haha, sure enough, she said it right, Master, you know every move of us!" Tang Zheng's expression was quite complicated, and he looked extremely emotional, but this lasted for a short moment, and was soon replaced by a firm and emotional look: "Yes, I do know now that Master, you accepted us as your disciples just to find a way to treat your own injuries in us. However, no matter what, my powerful martial arts are passed down by Master, and the grace of my teachings cannot be erased!"

"Besides, if my master hadn't helped me, I, Tang Zheng, would have been imprisoned until now. I was inevitably imprisoned by a group of trash players. The fate of being abused by a group of trash players, how could I still have the glory of today? Is this still a human being if I am grateful and repay you for your death?" Tang Zheng's tone was very plain, but what he said was very firm, decisive, and loud: "I would like to ask Master to untie the acupoints for me. Tang Zheng fought to the death today and wanted to rescue you and Senior Brother Murong!"

"Oh, crazy, it's really a elm-block that is not enlightened!" Murong Bo's facial expression not only did not untie Tang Zheng's acupoints, but instead waved his palm and slapped it backwards. When he landed on the hands of the player behind, Tang Zheng's eyes were closed and he fell into a deep coma...

"Senior Brother Xuanci, and this senior monk, Murong Bo has a few words to say. I wonder if you can take the time to listen?" Abbot Xuanci's face moved slightly when he heard this, but the monk sweeping the floor remained unchanged and said directly: "Mr. Murong wants to plead for you, the closed disciple?"

"Not bad!" Murong Bo admitted: "It is not difficult to distinguish the wisdom of his predecessors. For this child, he is also one of the biggest victims of what happened tonight. Although he was a little offended to the monks of the temple, he has always maintained restraint and did not cause serious consequences. Therefore, I am shameless and asked Senior Brother Xuanci to let him go..."

Abbot Xuanci turned his head to look at the sweeping monk, then lowered his eyes again, without reaction. Seeing this, Murong Bo sighed slightly again and said again: "Senior Brother Xuanci, as long as you are willing to let this child go, I and Fu'er will stay voluntarily and let you deal with it!"

"The old man is so serious!" The monk sweeping the floor suddenly proclaimed the Buddha's name and nodded slightly. Seeing this, Abbot Xuanci immediately spoke: "Monks are compassionate. Mr. Murong, you can rest assured. Besides, we are not an official, and we do not have the power to judge and deal with others at will. However, I and others just want to ask Mr. Murong for some things. I also asked Mr. Murong and the son to stay in our temple for a while..."

"Thank you so much!" Murong Bo thanked him lightly, then turned his head and spoke to Gong Yeqian and the other two: "Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian and Deng Baichuan, you three come up. I have something to explain!"

"Yes!" The three of them looked at each other, slowly walked up from the path given out by the players, and respectfully bowed to Murong Bo, "The three of them are here, please respectfully take the old master's advice!"

"Well," Murong Bo frowned and suddenly lowered his face: "What's going on tonight? You three should know what's going on, right?" Gong Yeqian and the other two changed their faces, and they couldn't help but tremble slightly. Without waiting for them to react, Murong Bo raised his hand and continued: "But, now that's the matter, no matter how much nonsense is, it's useless. I just asked you one thing, do you three still recognize me as the head of the family?"

"Old Master!" Deng Baichuan and the other two suddenly turned red. After a glance at each other, they stomped their feet with determination, and then they pulled out their weapons neatly and rushed forward straight! Aroused by this, the Shaolin monks on the opposite side also shouted neatly and prepared to continue fighting. Even Xuannan, who was standing at the end, was waiting for the old monk for several steps forward and stared at him fiercely!

"Stop!" At the critical moment, Murong Bo suddenly shouted with a full breath, and Deng Baichuan and the other two stopped their movements like conditioned reflexes. Murong Bo then closed his eyes and spoke in a stiff tone without any ups and downs: "Very good, it seems that you finally remember the kindness of my Murong clan, and I can feel a little relieved."

Deng Baichuan and the other two showed guilty expressions on their faces. After a long breath, Feng Boe suddenly tightened his sword, took a heavy step forward, and shouted loudly as if he was venting: "Old master, we are sorry for you, we deserve to die, please forgive me... Two brothers, I decided to sacrifice my life. At worst, it would be a life. If you can get rid of the old master, you will make a lot of money!"

"Okay, let's do it together and rescue the old master!" Deng Baichuan and Gong Yeqian responded in unison, and their faces were blushing, and they were about to fight to the death! Seeing this, Murong Bo couldn't help but shout again, "Stop! What do you want to do? Do you really want to trap my father and son to death in Shaolin Temple?"

After a slowdown, Murong Bo's tone also relaxed slightly: "Forget it, forgot, forgot, what crimes are there to be held responsible or not? It's important to save your life, keep the green mountains and don't worry about burning firewood... Okay, if you still recognize me as the old master, let me go now and take this stupid boy... Take good care of him. Maybe the inheritance of the Murong family's martial arts will fall on him..."

Murong Bo's voice became lower and lower, and the last extremely ominous words were even deeper and almost no different from not saying it in his mouth. Deng Baichuan and the other two were far apart, making it even more impossible to hear it. So, after hesitating for a moment, the three of them bowed and agreed to Murong Bo's request. In fact, before, they had been playing soy sauce. Now, the courage transformed from shame has been dispelled by Murong Bo's own hands. It is not easy to muster up the courage to fight to the death...

"Don't worry, old master, I will definitely take good care of Mr. Tang!" Feng Boe hesitated for a moment, and said, "But, old master, you..." Murong Bo waved his hand and pretended to be relaxed: "We are in Shaolin Temple, and there is no safer place than this. We, father and son, don't need you to worry about it. Okay, stop talking nonsense, you can go down the mountain now!"

"Yes!" Gong Yeqian and the other two held their fists and bowed, all of which were relieved. Then they turned around, raised Tang Zheng, and first disappeared into the darkness. The players in black who followed Tang Zheng's command followed them obediently and soon dispersed completely...
Chapter completed!