This fighting method perfectly combines individuals and groups, which not only highlights individual strength, but also shows group cooperation. It is also full of variables, beautiful and dramatic.

Overall, the result is determined by team battles. Teams that cooperate with each other are easier to get good results. However, if they are individually outstanding teams, they can first defeat the opponent's three new forces in team battles, and then ten to seven. Even if they have poor cooperation, they can win with stronger individual strength and more personnel, so it is full of variables.

Foyin Temple has always been a team that is single-handed and chaotic and disorderly. The key is that they do not have an absolute core. Erdong had some ability before, but they were limited to others, so they did not have enough voice. There are always two-minded, heroic, picky, and snatch control in the team, either a pile of loose sand or a group of weak chickens.

Ku Jie stared at him, "This is not enough! They just dare not challenge you, but they don't admire you sincerely! How do you ensure that these people can listen to you during the battle, instead of doing what they do at that time?"

Yigen nodded, "What you said is that I want to say something heart-to-heart talked to them, which is a bit inconvenient. Can you ask the two masters to avoid it?"

The bitter precepts and the bitter precepts looked at each other. The bitter precepts wanted to object, but they were pulled out by the bitter precepts.

"What are you going to do to me? Do you know that this one is very cruel, and one can fight if you can't say it well. It's a mess again, and you have to treat one by one. It's very troublesome!" Ku Jie complained.

He smiled bitterly, "Senior brother, just treat the dead horse as a living horse? If there is no change, what difference can the achievements of our Foyin Temple be compared with the last time? Instead of doing this, it is better to indulge him and make a big fuss? It is not better, and it is worse?"

Ku Jie sighed, "I don't understand what you said? But when I look at this one, I always look like a flower in the fog, and I can't see it through. Sometimes I think too much, and there will be a demon when meditating, which is also a ferocious thing! Junior brother, you rarely come to Mahayana every day, and I don't know that the boy's eyes are very mysterious!"

He laughed bitterly, "Why? What kind of slutty monk can make a little miserable novice monk?"

The two chatted outside the Mahayana Academy. In order to avoid suspicion, they also closed their limited spiritual consciousness. The disciples always had some things, whether it was a soft word to ask for something or the monks bowed their heads and took their soft hands. It was reasonable that people always had to show it.

After a moment, a little monk came out and smiled, "Two masters, I have communicated with them, it is very effective. I guess I can fully understand each other in two or three times. I will go back to take a nap and make up for my sleep, so I won't waste the time of the two masters!"

Seeing the boy Shishiran left, the two monks suspected, "I'm fighting again? I see that there are still a few shoe marks on his monk's robe? But it's not right. He's still bruised and swollen from here, but this time it's much lighter! The time is a little shorter? Could it be that he's just fighting a few people?"

The two of them were suspicious and walked back. After stepping into the hospital, they were shocked by the tragedy inside!

In the Mahayana, dozens of disciples lay all over the floor again, each holding his heart and humming. It seemed that he was beaten by someone.

He laughed bitterly, "Good, good! It turns out that what he said to others is not about his own heart, but about others' hearts!"

Tribulation, “…”

Another month later, when a young monk came to Maha Academy, Xiang Ming immediately placed it beside his hand, and dozens of monks were neatly arranged in front of him, without any confusion. It turned out that the two Master Ku had left the words. This martial arts fight was fully responsible for the senior brother, not only strategic and tactical issues, but also the participants.

They wisely chose to delegate power, but to see where this monster could bring the Foyin Temple. Such delegation is actually very limited, such as Yi Ren's treatment is still the same, and his position has not been improved. To put it bluntly, it is the control of a certain task, not the status in the Foyin Temple. Until now, no senior officials in the temple have summoned him, which shows that he is a tablecloth that can be thrown at any time.

But one doesn't matter. He didn't ask for this. The mere Foyin Temple made him unable to raise any interest, but it was just an ant hole that dug the dam.

After drinking a sip of tea, I didn't taste any bird smell. I'll just drink next time and looked up at everyone.

"Heroes do not distinguish between origin, and ambitions are not about age. From today on, you will forget my age and my qualifications. You just need to remember that I am your senior brother!

If anyone can't remember, I will help him!"

Everyone lowered their heads and said nothing. Everyone knew how this young senior brother would help, using his fists!

Yigen continued, "I will lead you all the way to victory. If you can't do it, you don't have to rush me. I will go back to the scriptures and recite scriptures by myself.

But if I did it, if any of you were secretly trying to make me tricks and tricks behind my back, it would probably be as simple as driving out of the team. Do you understand?"

Seeing everyone nodding, one of them stood up, one foot on the stool, rolled up the monk's sleeves, and was full of murderous aura, and it was completely different from the Taoist monk.

"Now, shout to me! Senior brother is mighty! Senior brother is wise!"

... Outside the Mahayana, the two monks were stunned when they heard this, and asked with a bitter look.

"Senior brother, is this man born as a hunter? Isn't he? I'm afraid he is not a good mountain king, right?"

...In the Mahayana, Yi Ren was still making a fuss, "Maybe you are going to ask, Brother, what are your criteria for choosing?

I tell you, it’s not strength! It’s not combat power! It’s not hard work!

But, who has the best relationship with my senior brother! Who is the most obedient! Who is the most united!

In the future battle, you can only listen to one person’s voice, the voice of the eldest brother! There can only be one direction, the direction of the eldest brother! There can only be one goal, the goal of the eldest brother!”

... Outside the courtyard, Ku Jie Youyou said, "Junior brother, is it really good that we can let him do this?"

Kusei also regretted it, but he still gritted his teeth and held on, "There is no turning back when he draws the bow, and there is only more than a month before the upgrade battle. Where can I change it? Why not just see what he can bring to us...

If there are really good changes, it proves that our choice is correct; if this person is just a madman who talks on paper and his grades are still not satisfactory, it would be a matter of one sentence to replace him, and then he will be blamed on him...

He has been so glorious for so long, so it is natural to take some responsibilities.”
Chapter completed!