"Just standing there...I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"
The white-faced scholar had a ferocious expression, shaking his head like a madman.
He didn't want to believe that he was actually frightened by Chen Bei!
It was a great shame and humiliation for people to just stand there and prevent him from attacking. It was even more irritating than Zhuge Liang's empty city strategy.
"Boy, you are trying to mess with my mentality. I won't be fooled. Watch me kill you with one move!"
The white-faced scholar took a deep breath to adjust his mentality, then raised his fist and hit Chen Bei on the head.
He has already had murderous intentions towards Chen Bei, and today he must let Chen Bei die here to wash away his humiliation.
"How can it be?!"
However, what happened next shocked the white-faced scholar.
Just now, his powerful fist did not hit Chen Bei!
"Brother Bai, I'm just going to stand here and let you hit you and you won't be able to hit me. Tell me what a waste you are!"
Chen Bei still stood about half a meter away from the white-faced scholar, as if he had never moved.
When the white-faced scholar heard his taunt, he became furious and shouted: "Chen Bei, I want you to die!"
As the white-faced scholar roared, his shirt exploded.
I saw that his originally slender figure expanded rapidly due to the internal force, and finally he turned from a "white-striped chicken" into a muscular man.
"This is……"
At the judges' table, several elders from the Xiao family saw the change in the white-faced scholar and subconsciously stood up at the same time.
Hua Luolou also spoke at this time: "It's the Kung Fu you are thinking of. This 'Sponge Kung Fu' is the unique secret book of the Vajra Temple. It was stolen by a thief half a year ago. Now it seems that the person who stole the secret book is... He’s a white-faced scholar!”
"I have also heard of the name 'Sponge Kung Fu'. It is said that the power of this Kung Fu is that it can mobilize the internal force of the whole body into all the muscles of the body, just like a sponge full of cement. Not only does it look extremely strong, it has strength and The defense power can be increased several times!"
The eldest elder of the Xiao family took over the conversation, with a look in his eyes that was filled with envy and jealousy.
"Sponge Kung Fu" is the strongest internal Kung Fu of the Vajra Temple, and it is also the treasure of the Sutra Pavilion.
Unexpectedly, it was obtained by the white-faced scholar. No wonder the white-faced scholar has disappeared from the world in the past six months. It turns out that he secretly cultivated this super internal power.
at the same time.
In the arena.
The white-faced scholar who swelled into a muscular man was full of domineering. He looked at Chen Bei and said with a ferocious smile: "Boy, you succeeded in irritating me. Today, I will kill you in the ring even if I risk being chased by the King Kong Temple. If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, maybe I will be lenient, otherwise today next year will be your death anniversary!"
The white-faced scholar is not stupid. After the fight just now, he also saw that Chen Bei is not a simple guy.
So he simply used his strongest trump card. Although he would definitely be hunted down by the people from Kongang Temple after being exposed, he had to vent the bad breath in his heart.
Now that he has activated his 'sponge skill', Chen Beizong will never be able to walk out of the ring alive even if he has three heads and six arms.
"Brother Bai, it seems that you are very confident in your own kung fu!"
Chen Bei didn't panic at all, and was even in the mood to laugh.
The white-faced scholar suddenly frowned and replied: "Boy, you are in danger. This 'Sponge Kung Fu' is the strongest secret skill of Vajra Temple, so you'd better kneel down and kowtow to me!"
The white-faced scholar thought that Chen Bei was ignorant and didn't know how powerful this "sponge skill" was.
Who would have thought that Chen Bei still wouldn't buy it after hearing his explanation.
I saw Chen Bei standing there, saying calmly: "Even if this 'sponge skill' is really powerful, it depends on who is using it. If it is used by the abbot of the Vajra Temple, I might have to be more solemn. But if Brother Bai comes to use it, I’m sorry, your sponge can only be SpongeBob SquarePants!”
"What did you say?!"
The white-faced scholar was stunned on the spot. Chen Bei actually said that he was SpongeBob SquarePants. This was a great shame and humiliation.
"Good boy, it seems that you are determined not to give up until you reach the Yellow River. In that case, I will let you experience the power of the 'Sponge Kung Fu'!"
The white-faced scholar also saw that he was no match for Chen Bei in terms of talking heads.
If he continues talking, I'm afraid he will have to make Chen Bei angry.
So he decided to beat Chen Bei into a pig's head first. When Chen Bei was lying on the ground, his mouth would definitely not be as hard as it is now.
"Eat my leg!"
The white-faced scholar roared, flew into the air, and whipped Chen Bei hard with his legs as thick as a willow tree.
Half a year ago, he sneaked into the Buddhist Sutra Pavilion of Kongang Temple and stole not only the "Sponge Kung Fu", but also the secret book of "Arhat Legs" of Kongang Temple.
Therefore, this leg of his is definitely his strongest combat power. Even a master would never dare to take it head-on.
"Wow, what a sharp kick, this white-faced scholar really deserves his reputation!"
"Although this guy is a thief, his understanding of martial arts is really good. I see that his 'Arhat Legs' have already entered the palace, and he even has the charm of Master Huineng, the abbot of the Vajra Temple!"
"Yes, even a master with the white-faced scholar can't get away with this move. This kid is dead!"
Seeing the white-faced scholar using all his moves, people in the audience expressed sympathy for Chen Bei.
At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, Chen Bei is still a dead person.
Ruan Yusheng stood in the audience, looking at the ring with her hands tightly clenched in her fists. Although she was very confident in Chen Bei's strength, she was inevitably nervous.
"Boy, I don't have time to play with you anymore, go to hell!"
The white-faced scholar's leg came down quickly, but Chen Bei made no move to dodge.
Until the next second, Chen Bei suddenly looked up at the white-faced scholar and said calmly: "You are right, I have had enough fun, so let's stop here!"
"What?!"
Before the white-faced scholar could react, he found that his body suddenly lost balance, and then the world began to spin.
"This is?!"
The people in the audience widened their eyes in surprise, as if they had seen a ghost in the daytime.
It turned out that Chen Bei held the white-faced scholar's leg with one hand and spun it around like a shot put.
After about dozens of turns, Chen Bei suddenly let go. The white-faced scholar flew out of the ring at an extremely fast speed like a cannonball, and landed in the toilet not far away with incomparable accuracy.
Whoosh...bang...
There was only a muffled sound as the standing public toilet was smashed by the white-faced scholar, followed by a heady smell, and finally there was no sound.
Seeing this scene, everyone present fell into deathly silence.
They had only heard of "beating shit" before, but today they saw it with their own eyes!
