Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

After Fang Jie got up, although he was still unconvinced, he didn't dare to say anything. He just took the halberd, silently retreated a few steps, and returned to the crowd.

Faced with Zhou Tong's accusations, Yang Batong was at a loss for words.

They didn't say anything wrong!

In terms of seniority, the way the old Buddha beat Ren Yuan was indeed an act of bullying the younger one.

However, as the Left Guardian of the Ming Cult, Yang Batong had to uphold the dignity of the Ming Cult.

“Senior Zhou, Chief Ren is the master of Liangshan, while the Buddha is merely a Dharma King in our Ming Cult. Therefore, judging from this situation, the Buddha’s attack on him is not an act of bullying the weak.”

"Oh? You all hold high positions in the Ming Cult, while I have no position at all in Liangshan. So, my dealing with you is not an act of bullying the weak!"

Zhou Tong glared at Yang Batong.

“Benefactor Zhou, please don’t take your anger out on the younger generation.”

At this moment, Old Buddha Wang finally stepped forward, walked to the front of everyone, and faced Zhou Tong.

"Who are you?"

Zhou Tong looked at Old Buddha Wang and frowned.

Although the old man had a good memory, he genuinely did not remember Grandmother Wang.

“I am just an unknown person, naturally not as famous as Benefactor Zhou in the greenwood.”

Old Buddha Wang looked at Zhou Tong with a complicated expression.

Zhou Tong was the most dazzling sun among the outlaws of their time!

"Did we have a past conflict?"

Zhou Tong looked at Old Buddha Wang, but really couldn't remember.

"Well then, since we're all former members of the bandits, I don't think there's any need for us to cause trouble in the current bandit world."

"As long as you don't interfere in the affairs of the Ming Cult from now on, I'll pretend I've never seen you, how about that?"

Zhou Tong's words seemed plain, but they contained an order that was impossible to refuse, truly exuding domineering power!

"Benefactor Zhou, you think you can make me leave the Ming Cult, which I've been concerned about for decades, with just a few words? Isn't that going too far!"

After hearing Zhou Tong's words, Old Buddha Wang said that he could not accept them.

"Excessive? Well, I am excessive, so what?"

Zhou Tong glanced at Old Buddha Wang, his face calm.

"I've heard that your Ming Cult is going to re-establish a martial arts ranking in Jiangnan. What, are you dissatisfied with my ranking? I don't think Fang La would dare to do that, so it must be you who's dissatisfied?"

Zhou Tong looked over, his domineering aura recklessly surging towards Old Buddha Wang!

"Whoo~"

The old Buddha Wang's robe rattled under Zhou Tong's movements, and his expression turned sour.

The younger generation of Ming Cult masters raised their hands to block in front of them, squinted their eyes, and took a few steps back.

When I get too close, my face always hurts.

"You fought me when you were young?"

Zhou Tong felt that the remnants of the old era who would be dissatisfied with him were probably his defeated opponents from his youth.

"Back then, my skills were not up to par, and I never truly experienced the mastery of Benefactor Zhou's techniques. Today, I humbly request Benefactor Zhou to impart his knowledge!"

Wang Gong Lao Fo's hand, hidden in his cassock, gripped a small bag. Then he assumed a stance, taking the initiative to challenge Zhou Tong!

This greatly boosted Fang La's morale!

"Ren Yuan! Did you see that? Your master's name can't intimidate people anymore!"

"Ming Cult's forces! Capture Ren Yuan!"

Upon hearing Fang La's order, Li Tianrun and Si Xingfang exchanged glances, preparing to bypass Zhou Tong and directly capture Ren Yuan!

"Hahaha! Fang Shisan, you lot think you can take down me and my master? Dream on!"

Ren Yuan laughed heartily as he watched Fang La and his men's little antics. He simply gripped his spear, showing no sign of panic.

"Third brother, can you manage alone?"

"Master, you go ahead and do your thing, I'm fine!"

"it is good!"

Zhou Tong was overjoyed; this was exactly how his disciple should be!

With this thought in mind, Zhou Tong took the initiative and flew to the front of Master Wang. With his waist and stance in perfect harmony, he threw a punch like a dragon. One of the killing moves of Guanzhong Red Fist, the Cannon Fist Ten Strike, was thrown out in a straight line! It struck Master Wang's abdomen!

"watch out!"

The punch came too fast for Old Buddha Wang to dodge. He could only throw the small bag in his hand, hold his breath, and rotate his palms to meet Zhou Tong's punch!

"Oh!"

Zhou Tong's fist, unsurprisingly, shattered the small bag that Old Buddha Wang had thrown out. Something seemed to burst out the moment the bag exploded, but Zhou Tong didn't care at all. His heavy punch still went straight for Old Buddha Wang's abdomen!

"Lotus-Supporting Palm!"

Even the Venerable Master Wang dared not be careless. He thrust out both palms, assuming a pose of an Arhat holding a lotus, to meet Zhou Tong's attack! This move was one of the unique skills of the Venerable Master Wang's sect back in the day!

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The heavy punches and palms collided, and a multitude of sounds erupted in an instant!

The "Ten-Sound Cannon Fist" means that after a punch is thrown, there will be ten impacts on the opponent, and each impact will be more powerful than the last. Each impact will produce a sound. If you can throw ten sounds, you are the top master of Guanzhong Red Fist!

In the world today, apart from Zhou Tong, only Ren Yuan is closest to ten shots; he can basically score nine.

The force of ten strikes was immense. Although the Lotus Palm technique had the ability to neutralize the opponent's force, it only lasted for five strikes!

Starting from the sixth shot, the powerful force began to tear apart the clothes in Old Buddha Wang's hands. After Old Buddha Wang received all ten shots, he staggered back three steps, his clothes from his wrists to his elbows were already tattered.

"Hey, not bad."

Zhou Tong was somewhat surprised, not expecting that this old monk actually had some skills.

Being able to withstand ten shots from myself is impressive!

"Hmph, Zhou Tong! I've trained hard for so many years, if I still can't even withstand a single move from you, then I would be letting down my master and fellow disciples!"

Perhaps because he had withstood Zhou Tong's attack and the sneak attack had succeeded, Old Buddha Wang suddenly felt a surge of confidence!

So Zhou Tong wasn't the kind of invincible figure who could crush everyone!

"Oh!"

Ren Yuan, using his spear as a club, forcefully slapped Fang Jie's thrusting halberd aside. Then he looked up and shouted at Zhou Tong:

"Master! Let's teach them a lesson!"

"You still need to tell me?"

A long-lost fire ignited in Zhou Tong's eyes! He ripped off his cloak and tossed it into the air!

"Old monk, I hope you'll let me have my fill of beating you!"

"Hit? No, no, no, Zhou Tong, you've already been poisoned!"

Old Buddha Wang laughed. Zhou Tong had definitely fallen for the Five-Spice Tendon-Softening Powder!

After being hit, he will soon be exhausted, and then I can easily defeat him...

"Poisoning? You mean that little bag you were carrying earlier?"

Zhou Tong glanced at Old Buddha Wang with disdain:

"How old are you? Still doing this kind of low-class stuff. No wonder I didn't remember you back then."

After saying that, Zhou Tong stomped his foot hard, causing spider web-like cracks to appear on the arena surface beneath his feet!

"Impossible! You don't have Zhongruanjinsan?"

Old Buddha Wang was greatly surprised. How come Zhou Tong still looked so long and vigorous?

"Don't you know the tortoise breathing technique? You've lived this long and you still don't know this? What have you been doing all these years?"

Zhou Tong was too lazy to waste words with Old Buddha Wang, so he clenched his fists and charged forward again!

"You blocked the ten shots just now, but what about the twenty shots?!"

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