Pokémon: From Magikarp

The yellow-haired burly man made quite a noise, which naturally could not be hidden from the sharp-eyed and sharp-eared people present, and everyone immediately looked over at him.

"Oh my god, you dare to hide, kid..."

The sturdy man wiped the blood from his nose and cried out in pain, his tone becoming even more unfriendly, but at the same time he was secretly frightened. His muscles were not for show, and he didn't expect to be thrown out by this pretty boy who didn't look strong.

But he didn't take it to heart. He just thought that he was careless just now and didn't dodge. He still looked at Lin with murderous intent.

"Wang Cheng, what are you doing?"

Just when the burly yellow-haired man was about to attack Lin Shi, a strong voice suddenly sounded behind him. In an instant, the yellow-haired man, also known as Wang Cheng, froze and looked terrified, like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Teacher...master."

Looking at the angry Master Xuankong, Wang Cheng subconsciously whispered, but quickly realized that he was no longer a Shaolin disciple. He immediately straightened up, but still looked timid.

"Today is a Zen rest day. I hope all guests will abide by the rules. Otherwise, our Shaolin Temple will close its doors and ask for your permission."

Xuankong said this, but his eyes were looking at Wang Cheng. It was obvious that these words were meant for him alone. Wang Cheng's expression changed several times. He swallowed, but still couldn't say a word.

"Haha, Master Xuankong, don't be angry. Wang Cheng just forgot some of the rules because he hasn't been back to Shenzhou for so long. He was a bit reckless. Wang Cheng, why don't you apologize to the master quickly? Don't forget that he used to be your master."

Just then, a thin, middle-aged man in a black leather jacket walked over. He had a smile on his face, but a gloomy expression between his brows. Lin Shi immediately felt that this was not someone who would be easy to get along with, or rather, not a good person...

"Hmph, Mr. Chen, benefactor, please be careful. I am not his master. Such a traitor has corrupted the temple's morals. Now that he has left, we are no longer related. I still have other distinguished guests to entertain, so please make your own arrangements."

Without giving Wang Cheng a chance to speak, Master Xuankong spoke expressionlessly and then led his men away.

Wang Cheng stood beside the donor Chen, with his head lowered, looking quite respectful, but he did not forget to glare at Lin Shi fiercely.

"What is this guy's background?"

Lin Shi touched his chin and watched Wang Cheng and others leave. It was not difficult to hear from their conversation just now that there was definitely a story behind this.

"Are you talking about this Wang Cheng?"

It happened that Bao Qinghua, who was next to Lin Shi, heard what Lin Shi said. Of course, this was also deliberately said to him by Lin Shi. As he expected, the other party took the bait. Lin Shi looked at him with confusion in his eyes, and Bao Qinghua immediately continued to speak.

"This Wang Cheng was once a disciple of Shaolin Temple, and his master was none other than Master Xuankong. He had a great talent for martial arts and was highly respected within the Dharma Academy. However, he later refused to change his bad habits and repeatedly violated the temple's precepts, leading to his expulsion from the temple. Naturally, this master-disciple relationship came to an end."

"It is said that he went to Southeast Asia to develop his career a few years ago. He even won several amateur boxing titles with his good fighting talent. He is doing quite well."

"Boxing champion? Human?"

Bao Qinghua was interrupted by Lin Shi. "What era is this? There are still human boxing champions? If you don't even use Pokémon, how can you be called a master?"

"That's right." Bao Qinghua nodded.

"Just watching elves fight each other is always boring. I heard that some wealthy people with unique tastes prefer to watch battles between humans, or even humans and elves. It's like the ancient Roman Colosseum. Those bloody battles are more stimulating to the senses."

"So this special class does exist. Even though Wang Cheng was easily defeated by you just now, that was because he wasn't serious. It's said that he once fought against a Fighting-type Pokémon over level 20 and held his own."

Bao Qinghua continued speaking, while Lin Shi narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Cheng who was nodding and bowing to Chen Shizhu, and clenched his fists. Anyway, he did not feel any threat from the other party. It seemed that he also had to make a new assessment of his true combat effectiveness.

"Then...what about that donor Chen? It seems like Master Xuankong has given him some respect. What's his background?"

Putting down his hand, Lin Shi continued to ask.

"Oh, that guy, his name is Chen Wencong. He's mainly developing in the Tailante area. That Wang Chengjiu is just hanging out with him. He's no ordinary guy. He has quite a status in Tailante."

"You should also know that Buddhism is prevalent in the Tailante region. In recent years, Shaolin Temple has wanted to conduct Buddhist exchanges with the region and establish temples and martial arts schools. Chen Wencong plays a very important role in this, so Master Xuankong gave him some face."

"Otherwise, do you think it can come back here after becoming a Buddhist outcast? Isn't it just to find a good master?"

Listening to Bao Qinghua's words, Lin Shi finally understood why Xuan Kong had such a grim expression when he saw him that morning. How could Wang Cheng, an abandoned disciple, not make his former master feel bad when he returned...

"That's it, I know."

Lin Shi touched his chin and nodded. Bao Qinghua seemed to think that Lin Shi was worried about Wang Cheng's revenge, so he comforted him.

"Don't worry, this is Shenzhou. They would never dare to do anything out of line here. They are just clowns."

Lin Shi raised his eyebrows, shook his head and smiled.

He didn't take people like Wang Cheng seriously, and his sword wasn't bad either...

"By the way, I remember your family is from Lion City, right? Then you should know about the secrets of Lion City."

Putting these Buddhist grudges aside for the time being, Lin Shi began to inquire about the news of the secret realm. This was his real business.

"The Secret Realm of Lion City?"

When Bao Qinghua heard Lin Shi's question, he was stunned at first, then he smiled with understanding.

"You want to ask about the Minion Arena, right? It looks like you're going to participate in this arena too?"

"Also?" Lin Shi grasped the key words.

"Hehe, that's right, my brother and I will also participate in this competition."

Lin Shi was a little surprised by this, but only a little. He had long anticipated that although this opportunity was rare, the alliance would not give it to only one person. As the Lion City Gym was close to the water, it certainly had the opportunity to get it first.

"But I don't know much about the Claw Arena, or rather, it doesn't have any hidden information."

"There are eight levels in total at Minion Hill. Starting from the first level, all participating elves enter together and then engage in a melee to determine the winner. The winner then proceeds to the second level, and so on until only two elves remain on the seventh level. The winner then proceeds to the highest level, the eighth level."

"Becoming the final Minion King and receiving the tribute from the legendary Minion Hill is incredibly difficult!"

"A tribute from Claw Hill?"

Listening to Bao Qinghua's words, Lin Shi licked his lips. If nothing unexpected happened, the target of that bear disciple would be him...

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