Chapter 977

At the front of this group of monks was a small monk who was not very tall. His body was slightly thin, and his face was somewhat young. He looked like he was only thirteen or fourteen years old.

Although he looked young, he had an arrogant look on his face. The dozen monks beside him followed behind him respectfully.

Without waiting for the monk to come closer, Yuan Hai saw him and immediately left Zhang Xiaohua behind. He quickly stepped forward, put his palms together and said with a smile, "I was wondering who it was. So it's Martial Uncle Kong Jian. How come you have time to come to the mountain gate?"

The monk did not return the greeting and only nodded with a smile. "Who … are you?

Are you the Junior Nephew on duty today? "

"Uncle-Master, my name is Yuan Hai. I'm not on duty today. I was practicing Arhat Fist with the other Junior Brothers in front of the mountain gate when I saw Junior Brother Yuan Meng's signal …"

Without waiting for Yuan Hai to finish, Kong Jian waved his hand and said, "You don't have to say anymore. I'm only asking if you're on duty today. I saw the signal too. What happened?"

Zhang Xiaohua looked on coldly without any expression on his face. The disciple who took the Dream waist token was behind Monk Yuan Kong. He must have been stopped by this monk. How could he not know what was going on here?

Now that he asked, he was obviously trying to embarrass her!

Hence, Zhang Xiaohua did not answer.

Sure enough, Yuan Hai looked at Zhang Xiaohua and said to Yuan Hai, "Junior Brother Yuan Meng, tell Uncle-Master Kong Jian what happened here again!"

"Yes," Yuan Meng answered respectfully. He walked up to Kongjian and recounted what had happened just now in full detail.

Kong Jian smiled and looked at Zhang Xiaohua. He said, "Spreading Incense Cult?

I've only heard of the inner disciples of Spreading Incense Cult. I've never heard of a Guardian Disciple. "

The monks at the side roared with laughter!

"Haha, in this pugilistic world, only the Dalin Temple has a Guardian Disciple. Even the Tenryū Sect doesn't have one. Since when did Spreading Incense Cult have a Guardian Disciple?

Do you still need to say it?

They must be impersonating the Aroma Cult. How dare they provoke our Dalin Temple? "

Zhang Xiaohua had a light smile on her face. She cupped her hands and said, "I am indeed the protector disciple of the Incense Cult. Behind me is also the inner disciple of the Incense Cult's Mo Xun Gong. If little monk does not believe me, you can send your waist token to the temple and ask Great Master Chang Geng to verify it. Why are you being noisy here?"

The word 'little monk' caused Kong Jian's expression to change slightly. The other monks also scolded, "You disciple of unknown origins, this is our Dalin Temple's Guardian Disciple, Uncle Kong Jian. How can you call him little monk?"

"Guardian disciple?"

Zhang Xiaohua stared blankly for a moment before she laughed and said, "Hahahaha, I was wondering how it was. It turns out that this is also a guardian disciple.

However, I am a messenger sent by the Incense Cult to the Dalin Temple. I do not have any seniority with your Dalin Temple. This monk is quite young. If I don't call him little monk, what else can I call him? "

"Even if I am also a guardian disciple, I am protecting the teachings of the Incense Cult. What does it have to do with your Dalin Temple?"

Kong Jian was furious. He pointed his finger and said, "Which guardian disciple are you?

How dare you behave so atrociously in front of our Dalin Temple?

I am a guardian disciple of the Dalin Temple. I am here to slay demons and uphold Buddhism's righteousness! "

"Who's afraid of you?"

Zhang Xiaohua also laughed. At this moment, he had a vague feeling that the reason why Abbess Jing Yi sent him, a guardian disciple, to the Dalin Temple was not as simple as there being no one else to send!

"Bring me my weapon!"

Kong Jian waved his hand. The monks behind him responded and ran back. In just a moment, there were more than ten of them. They split into two groups and carried two huge bronze hammers.

"This …" At this moment, Zhang Xiaohua was also slightly stunned. The battles in the Jianghu were all about speed and killing. Who would use such a heavy copper hammer? This thing could only be seen in the battle between two armies!

Seeing that the dozen people were moving slowly, Kong Jian became impatient. He ran over and easily took the bronze hammers. He walked towards Zhang Xiaohua and waved the hammers in his hands. He shouted, "You little brat, tell me your name!"

Zhang Xiaohua jumped down from Huanhuan's back and held the Great Wisdom Sword in his hand. He walked forward and said, "This one is Ren Xiaoyao. I have already reported it. Could it be that this little monk has a bad memory?"

Kong Jian snorted and said, "Ren Xiaoyao, I advise you to tell us your origin honestly. What are you doing in our Dalin Temple?"

Zhang Xiaohua curled his lips. "You little monk, I've already explained the reason clearly. I didn't say anything else. If you want to fight, go ahead. Who's afraid of you?"

"Hahaha, straightforward!"

Kong Jian laughed. "Although you are pretending to be a disciple of the Fragrant Religion, I will still let you off a few moves."

As he spoke, he waved his hammers again. "Ren Xiaoyao, I will let you know that each of my hammers weighs three thousand jin. A pair of hammers weighs six thousand jin. If you know that you are not a match for me, you should tell us your origin as soon as possible!"

Kong Jian insisted that Zhang Xiaohua was not a disciple of the Fragrant Religion. It was obvious that he wanted to teach him a lesson. Zhang Xiaohua did not hold back. He waved his Great Wisdom Sword and said, "My sword is not lighter than your hammers. I do not know the exact weight!"

"Hahaha!" Kong Jian laughed. "There is actually a brat who is more arrogant than me. You think that your sword is comparable to my hammers? This is the biggest joke in the world. Don't blow your mouth until it is crooked!"

"Do the monks of the Dalin Temple only know how to speak empty words?" Zhang Xiaohua said coldly.

Kong Jian's face was filled with anger. He smashed the two hammers in his hands together, creating a "peng peng" sound that shook everyone's ears. Then, he leaped up and swung the hammer down with his left hand. His right hand didn't stop there either, and his left hand also swung the hammer down …

"Watch out for my hammers!" Kong Jian shouted and swung his hammers down. "Woo!"

A strange sound came from the bronze hammer in his left hand. The sound was very strange, and it was directed at Zhang Xiaohua. Zhang Xiaohua felt a wave of confusion when he heard it. It was just like when Zhang Xiaohua rushed to Lingering Fragrance Peak and encountered Hu Ben's copper staff!

Zhang Xiaohua used God's Guidance to calm her mind. She thought to herself, "These hammers are really something!"

Not only did the hammers have some skill, but Kong Jian's hammering technique was also very brilliant. The left hammer smashed towards Zhang Xiaohua's head. There was a faint intention of using strength to overcome skill. The right hammer followed closely behind. Its trajectory was ethereal. It was not real, but it was not real. It was just waiting for Zhang Xiaohua to respond before making the final move!

Why would Zhang Xiaohua be afraid of him?

Seeing that the left hammer had knocked her down, she did not panic. She only raised her Great Wisdom Sword and swung it towards the hammer!

"Eh?"

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua's heavy sword was not aimed at his wrist or the hammer handle, Kong Jian was overjoyed. He was born with great strength and always liked to compete with others in terms of strength. When he heard that Zhang Xiaohua had bent Yuan Meng and the others' weapons, he was naturally pleasantly surprised. That was why he came over to find trouble with Zhang Xiaohua. However, he was afraid that Zhang Xiaohua would avoid him, so he tried to provoke him. Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua had fallen for his trick and used a stick to collide with his bronze hammer, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, "Good, then show me how strong you are!"

As he said that, the right hammer suddenly exerted force and caught up with the left hammer. The two hammers smashed towards Zhang Xiaohua's Great Wisdom Sword.

With a loud clang, the twin hammers smashed onto the Great Wisdom Sword. However, there wasn't even a spark. Kong Jian's face was filled with astonishment!

His hammers were blocked by Zhang Xiaohua's Great Wisdom Sword and could not move an inch!

It felt as if the two hammers had smashed onto a stone slab!

However, even if it was a stone slab, it should have been broken!

"This …" Kong Jian's eyes narrowed slightly and he laughed, "You do have some skills. Otherwise, how would you dare to cause trouble in front of the Dalin Temple?"

As he spoke, he did not hold back. He raised his twin hammers and used the hammer technique, smashing them down on Zhang Xiaohua!

When Zhang Xiaohua saw Kong Jian's hammer technique, she was also happy. She did not need to learn sword and knife techniques. After all, she had the mysterious sword technique. However, the hammer technique was rare. Her Heaven Shocking Cudgel was still lacking. If she could learn something from the hammer technique of the Dalin Temple, wouldn't it be perfect?

How would Kong Jian know what Zhang Xiaohua was thinking?

When he saw that Zhang Xiaohua was tired, he smiled and used the hammer technique. He wanted to knock Zhang Xiaohua to the ground with one hammer.

In order to see Kong Jian's hammer technique, Zhang Xiaohua memorized it and deliberately showed weakness with her clumsy sword technique.

Even so, Zhang Xiaohua's calm appearance made the surrounding disciples speechless, "That's right, Senior Kong Jian is an unprecedented genius in the Dalin Temple. He became a guardian disciple at such a young age. However, the strength of his arms, who in the entire Dalin Temple can compare to him?"

"Who is this Ren Xiaoyao?

He is actually on par with Junior Uncle Kong Jian! "

Although their voices were soft, Kong Jian heard them clearly. He felt ashamed and his hammer was like raindrops that fell on Zhang Xiaohua's Great Wisdom Sword.

After a while, Kong Jian repeated his technique. Zhang Xiaohua silently went through the entire hammer technique in her heart. She then shouted, "Little monk, you are used to fighting. Now, let's see Ren's sword technique!"

After saying that, he pulled out his long sword, raised it horizontally in the air, and slashed at Kong Jian's body.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua did not have any technique and seemed to have no foundation, Kong Jian despised her, "Even if it is a sword embryo, you can't possibly treat it as a podao!"

However, when Zhang Xiaohua's Great Wisdom Sword landed halfway, Kong Jian felt a trace of vigilance in his heart. He felt that the heavy sword technique was very exquisite. No matter what technique he used, he would be hit by the heavy sword.

Therefore, he had originally used his left hammer to block, while his right hammer was used to hit Zhang Xiaohua's waist. He immediately withdrew his right hammer, stretched out his arms, and used all the strength in his body to knock outwards!

"Clang!" Another loud sound rang out. This time, it was more dull than the previous few times. Kong Jian's arm felt sore and he felt as though he could not hold the 8555 jin heavy hammer anymore …

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