Song of Youth: Li Hanyi is my wife

The book continues from the previous chapter.

Lei Wujie jumped into the True Arhat Formation and exchanged punches with an angry-looking Vajra monk. Both of them retreated several steps with their blood boiling, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

After the angry monk stood firm, he angrily asked, "Who is the donor?"

Upon hearing this, Lei Wujie put on a pose that he thought was very handsome and said loudly, "I am Xiao Wuse, the deputy owner of Xueluo Mountain Villa."

"Get out." Upon hearing that, Xiao Se cursed at Lei Wujie angrily. Lei Wujie now started to act smart and lied without blushing or breathing heavily.

Upon hearing this, the angry Vajra monk frowned and wondered which force Snowfall Villa belonged to. However, after thinking for a while, he still couldn't imagine that it was that force.

Therefore, the angry monk Vajra no longer thought about that force, but asked Lei Wuxin, "I wonder why the donor is blocking the road."

Lei Wujie shook his head and said, "Master, you are wrong. There is only one person who wants to go home. You are the one who is blocking the way."

Upon hearing this, the angry monk was stunned for a moment, and immediately fell into deep thought. After the angry monk came to his senses after being reminded, he put his hands together and said, "Donor, you are really smart."

Upon hearing this, Lei Wujie struck a pose and said nonchalantly, "What's this about being witty or not? I don't understand."

"Let's continue fighting." After saying that, Lei Wujie waved his hands, circulated his true energy, clenched his fists, and punched towards the angry Vajra monk.

Moreover, Lei Wujie was careful and used the invincible Vajra power of the Great Arhat Subduing Demons that Wuxin taught him last night, so that no one would discover his trick.

The angry Vajra monk looked at the attacking fists and waved his hands, leaving behind afterimages. The two men fought each other with punches and palms, but neither could do anything to the other for the time being.

Lei Wujie's great arhat invincible Vajra magical power to subdue demons was a little awkward at first, but he became more and more proficient in it later on.

Xiao Se watched the fight in the arena and asked Wu Xin, "Wu Xin, how many Arhats do you think this little idiot Lei Wujie can defeat?"

Wu Xin glanced at Xiao Se, then looked at the fight in the arena, shook his head and replied, "Probably none of them can be broken."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Se put his hands in his sleeves and said lazily, "Are you so unconfident? This is the deputy owner of my Snowfall Villa. It would be too embarrassing if I can't beat him."

While Xiao Se and Wu Xin were talking, Lei Wujie and the angry monk Vajra were fighting more and more fiercely, hitting here and there, and the field was full of dust. Neither of them could do anything to the other.

Wu Xin heard this and explained quietly, "When the True Form Arhat Formation is formed, seven people are like one, and one person is like seven people. Lei... Xiao Wu Se was able to avoid being left behind because the True Form Arhat has only formed its form, not its intention."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Se jokingly said, "It seems that the senior monks of Jiulong Temple don't take our deputy owner Xiao Wu Se seriously."

The angry Vajra monk, who had practiced for decades longer than Lei Wujie, became anxious after failing to defeat the young Lei Wujie. As a result, Lei Wujie became more and more eager to fight, while the monk became a little flustered. If this continued, there was no hope of defeating Lei Wujie, and he might even be defeated by Lei Wujie.

The abbot of Jiulong Temple, Dajue, who had been resting with his eyes closed, felt this scene, opened his eyes, took a look at the situation in the field, and said in a deep voice, "Dahuai, enter the battle formation."

Upon hearing this, the angry Vajra monk Dahuai used all his strength to force Lei Wuxin back, then retreated to his position.

Then, the seven monks from Jiulong Temple formed a circle with Monk Dajue as the center and surrounded Lei Wujie in the middle.

Then the monks from Jiulong Temple began to revolve around Lei Wujie, and the speed of their rotation became faster and faster. In the end, only a circle of afterimages could be seen revolving around Lei Wujie.

"The formation is done." Wu Xin saw this scene and stepped forward, ready to replace Lei Wujie.

Xiao Se reached out his hand to stop Wu Xin, raised his eyebrows and said, "Wait a minute before going. This is a rare opportunity for Lei Wujie. Let's wait and see."

Wu Xin heard this, nodded and stopped.

Afterwards, Lei Wujie was beaten by the omnipresent angry-eyed Vajra monk in the Benxiang Arhat formation, and he had no power to fight back. In just a short while, he was knocked to the ground several times.

Lei Wujie looked at the afterimages swirling around him and knew the danger involved. He had to use the Lei Clan martial arts, but the Wufang Fist and the Thunderbolt were not easy to expose. It seemed that he had to use the Fire Burning Technique. Master Lei Hong said that the Fire Burning Technique was not so ostentatious in the martial arts world and not everyone could know it.

So Lei Wujie used the fire burning technique, and in an instant, Lei Wujie's eyes turned red, and flames burned all over his body.

When the monk Dajue of Jiulong Temple saw this scene, he saw through it at a glance and said, "The fire burning technique."

Lei Wujie was stunned when he heard this. He really didn't expect that Monk Dajue would recognize the Fire Burning Technique at a glance. So he scratched his head and said, "Master, didn't you say that few people in the world know about this martial art? I have been here all this time, but it feels like everyone knows it."

Monk Dajue looked at Lei Wujie and said calmly, "There are also several old friends of mine in the Lei Sect, and the Fire Burning Technique is Lei Hong's signature martial art. Little donor, are you a disciple of the Lei Sect? And are you also a disciple of Lei Hong?"

Upon hearing this, Lei Wujie refused to admit it. He then put his hands on his hips and said nonsense loudly, "What Lei Clan? I told you, I am the deputy owner of the Snowfall Villa. I will never change my name. I am Xiao Wujie."

Upon hearing this, Monk Dajue shook his head and said with a smile, "But the young donor just said that his name was Xiao Wuse, how come he changed his name in the blink of an eye?"

Upon hearing this, Lei Wujie stammered and replied, "I just said it wrong for a moment."

Monk Dajue continued to ask patiently, "So what is the young donor's name?"

Upon hearing this, Lei Wujie struck a pose with great momentum and shouted, "Listen to me carefully, I am Xiao Wuxin, the deputy owner of Xueluo Mountain Villa."

When Xiao Se saw Lei Wujie in the field, he felt very embarrassed, so he pushed Wuxin, sighed helplessly and said, "Hey, Wuxin, why don't you bring this little bastard Lei Wujie back?"

Wu Xin shook his head and said as if he didn't know Lei Wujie, "Let him be beaten to death."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Se shrugged and said, "Yeah, that makes sense."

When Monk Dajue heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then looked at Lei Wujie and said dimly, "Little donor, why don't you think about it again."

Lei Wujie stopped showing off and performed a move unique to the Lei Sect. He then introduced himself and said, "I am from the Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall, Lei Sect Lei Wujie, and I have come to pay a visit to the True Form Arhat Formation of the Nine Dragon Temple. Please give me your guidance."

"Old monk, let me learn your boxing skills." Lei Wujie had just finished introducing himself when another monk, whose name was Dapu, said to Lei Wujie.

Upon hearing this, Lei Wujie looked at the monk Dapu, then threw a punch and attacked the monk.

However, this monk Dapu was not like the angry-looking monk Dahuai, who was thin and had an angry face. Instead, he had a smiling face, a fat body, and a happy look. His big belly made him look very much like Maitreya Buddha.

Subsequently.

I saw the monk Dapu take a step forward, stretch out his palm and swung it out with a slow and gentle force, and then he went to meet Lei Wujie's fist, and the gentle palm collided with Lei Wujie's fist.

But it was this gentle palm that made Lei Wujie terrified. Lei Wujie only felt that the light palm was like a bottomless abyss, which absorbed the force of his punch without a trace.

Lei Wujie's fist was sucked into the monk's palm, and no matter how hard Lei Wujie tried, he couldn't pull it back. No matter how Lei Wuxin struggled, he couldn't get away from the monk Dapu.

Finally, Lei Wujie leaped forward and kicked the monk Dapu's belly with his feet, trying to use the force to get away from the monk, but he didn't expect the monk to catch his feet, and then his feet were sucked by the monk's big belly. With a snap, Lei Wujie fell to the ground.

Lei Wujie lay on the ground, holding onto the ground with both hands and crawling forward, trying to pull his feet back, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do it. So Lei Wujie looked back at Monk Da Pu and said depressedly, "This is really weird."

Monk Da Pu still had a smiling face as he asked Lei Wujie, "My little donor, I don't know if you are Wuxin or Wujie, your leg skills are not as powerful as your boxing skills. I wonder if you have any tricks up your sleeve?"

When Lei Wujie heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. This monk Dapu seemed weak, but he didn't expect him to be so difficult to deal with.

Afterwards, Lei Wujie turned around, gave Monk Dapu a smile, and spoke to attract the monk's attention, and the monk also echoed Lei Wujie.

After attracting the attention of Monk Dapu, Lei Wujie quietly took out a thunderbolt and quietly rolled it from under his body to the monk.

"Boom, crackle."

After seeing this scene, Monk Dapu withdrew the force that was sucking Lei Wujie, then jumped up. As soon as the monk dodged, the thunderbolt exploded.

After Monk Dapu withdrew his suction, Lei Wujie turned over and jumped backwards before the explosion.

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