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Several monks and young men with big backs surrounded Su Ming and Qin Xiaoke, and they had to give Su Ming an explanation before they would give up.

　　 Qin Xiao can see that these people are really terrified by their ferocious appearances. Su Ming squeezed Qin Xiaoke's palm to signal her to relax a bit, while Su Ming felt no fear at all.

　　 instead showed a weird smile and said, "Since you are from Shaolin Temple, I would like to know which generation of disciples you are, who is your master? What generation of disciples are you?"

"What the hell?"

　　 A few fierce and aggressive monks were immediately stunned, not understanding what Su Ming meant.

　　 They are not disciples of Shaolin Temple at all, and they have never been to Shaolin Temple at all, but they just came out under the name of Shaolin Temple to bluff and deceive, so naturally they couldn't answer Su Ming's question.

After a little panic, these monks immediately returned to normal, and then directly said: "You don't believe us, do you? What kind of disciple of my generation has a relationship with you? If you don't believe it, you can go to Shaolin Temple. Go and find out."

　　 There is a feeling of being a gangster in these words. Shaolin Temple is almost one hundred and eighty thousand miles away from Ningcheng. How could someone go directly to inquire about the identities of several of them.

　　 "You misunderstood what I meant."

　　 Su Ming smiled at this time, and then said: "In fact, we may all be brothers, because I am also from Shaolin Temple."

"what?"

　　'S words directly stunned several monks. After reacting, he cursed: "You fart, who is a brother with you, will really put gold on your face."

　　 "The hair on your head, and there is a woman next to it, why do you say that you are a disciple of our Shaolin Temple? Don't talk nonsense here."

　　 "You counterfeit."

　　 A few monks couldn't bear it anymore, and then shouted in anger. Obviously, they couldn't bear Su Ming's nonsense here.

　　 "I am a disciple of Shaolin Temple, so I can keep my hair, the grade is higher than yours."

　　 Su Ming glanced at these monks and couldn't help but smile secretly, and then smiled deliberately: "If you don't believe it, you can go directly to Shaolin Temple and ask."

"you…………"

　　 A few monks were suddenly frustrated, but they had nothing to do with Su Ming's words. I didn't expect to meet such a rascal kid.

　　 "I don't think so." Su Ming said directly: "It's easy to prove who we are the real Shaolin Temple disciples. Just come out and compete."

　　 "Competition?" Several monks were taken aback for a moment, and then asked, "How to compete?"

　　 "It's enough to take out your own special skills, how to judge it, so many audiences around will definitely make their judgments." Su Ming said his thoughts.

　　 "Okay, if that's the case, then we'll have a try with you and see if you have anything to say if you lose." The tallest monk said.

　　 "Several masters, please take some real effort to teach this unaware boy."

　　 The young man with a big back head watching the excitement is not too much of a problem, and is constantly fanning the flames next to him, as if he can't wait to see Su Ming being beaten in the face.

　　 "Senior brother, show him your skillful throat spear." At this time, one of the monks said to the tallest monk.

　　 The tallest monk nodded, and agreed directly: "Okay, then I'll perform a spear in my throat."

　　 At this time, a monk brought a dazzling spear, and the sharp spear seemed to flash with cold light.

　　 "Fuck, use this thing to push your throat, it's real or fake? Why don't I believe it a little bit."

　　 "Don't tell me, I've seen similar performances on TV shows before, and I couldn't believe it at the time."

　　 "What do you hillbillies know? They are masters in Shaolin Temple. How can something happen with real skill."

Then you can see the tallest monk standing in place with his hands folded, and the other person picked up a spear and slowly put it on the throat of the tallest monk. After adjusting the position, he poked vigorously. past.

　　 The two people slowly applied force. Under the action of the force, the rod of the long spear bends gradually, and it can be seen that it bends to nearly ninety degrees in the end, which looks very scary.

　　 "My God, I can play like this."

　　 This scene frightened the surrounding crowd. When have you seen such a scene in reality? Just looking at it makes people feel scalp numb, and there is a feeling of being pierced in the throat.

　　 "嚯"

　　 About ten seconds later, the monk with the spear gradually shed his power and moved the spear from the throat of the monk opposite.

　　 Everyone's eyes focused on the tallest monk, or staring at his throat.

　　 There is nothing wrong with this guy's throat. It's just that the skin pricked by the spear is a little red, and there is no problem left, making everyone amazed.

　　 "Okay, that's great!"

　　The young man with a big back head took the lead in applauding and exaggeratedly said: "It's really Shaolin Temple's kung fu, it's a well-deserved reputation, amazing, amazing!"

　　 "I'm over, I'm over~"

　　 These monks also have a sorrowful expression~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The smiles on their faces can't be concealed, and they even pretend to be humble there.

　　 Only Su Ming laughed and said nothing. He knew very well that this was a lie. It had nothing to do with martial arts or qigong. To put it more plainly, it used the principles of mechanics.

　　 First of all, this long spear must have not been shot. It looks extremely sharp and actually can't cut people's skin. When it slowly pierces other people's skin, it is even more impossible to cut.

　　 At the same time, there is another detail that needs to be paid attention to, that is, when stabs hard, the two monks flickered. It seems that it was because of excessive force, but they did it deliberately.

　　 The continuous swing of the body can change the lateral force point, and the spear is relatively soft. The continuous swing of the barrel can change the center of gravity of the spear, and then the tall monk can slowly increase the force to cooperate.

　　The softer the barrel, the lower the risk.

　　 To put it bluntly, this thing is to be more familiar with it, and then the two people cooperate better, there is no problem, not as mysterious as it seems.

　　 However, the expressions on the faces of the monks at this time were abnormal, and they said to Su Ming: "What kind of kid, you can give me one if you have the ability."

　　 Su Ming was unmoved, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes and said: "It's just a little trick."

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