National martial arts is the soul treasure of the Chinese nation and the essence of China. However, now the Chinese martial arts are rampant in karate, taekwondo, judo, and Muay Thai. The situation of national martial arts in China is getting worse and worse.

"Should I promote Chinese martial arts, inherit national culture, and eliminate all karate, taekwondo, judo and Muay Thai in China?"

Ren Jian said this, but he was thinking in his heart that if he was beaten by a group of martial arts practitioners, his cultivation would definitely improve by leaps and bounds. Even if he could not break through the body of the treasure weapon, at least the body of the magic weapon could break through several levels, right?!

After breaking through the body of the magic weapon, Ren Jian's body was already invulnerable. As his defense increased, it became more and more difficult for Ren Jian to break through.

Thinking of being beaten by a group of martial arts practitioners, Ren Jiandu was almost drooling: "Well! That's it! But I have to prepare before this..."

Although Ren Jian is a popular villain, he also knows that karate, taekwondo, judo, and Muay Thai can spread all over the land of China, that is, there must be forces behind the support.

Sweeping karate, taekwondo, judo, and Muay Thai means offending the forces they support, and those forces will never make people move their money tree.

However, after Ren Jian broke through the body of the magic weapon, he was able to control the skeletal muscles on his face and could completely change into another shape. He was not afraid of those forces calculating the accounts later.

Ren Jian now deeply understands the benefits of this skill. This is definitely an indispensable skill for causing trouble. He changes his appearance before causing trouble and then changes back after causing trouble. Who knows that he did it?

"Youlin, come here to help." Ren Jian roared openly.

"What's the matter?" Li Youlin went to take a shower when he came back. He just happened to walk out of the toilet after the rinse.

"Come on, help me cut my hair!" Ren Jian stood up from the sofa smoothly.

"I'm not a barber when I cut my hair and go to the barber shop by myself." Li Youlin's forehead wrinkled into the character "Chuan", and he was really not good at cutting hair.

"Of course I know, but my cultivation level has broken through during the day, and my hair has become extremely tough now. If I go to the barber shop to cut my hair, wouldn't it be considered a monster?" Ren Jian smiled bitterly on his face, then searched for something in the drawer, and finally took out a pair of vises and handed it to Li Youlin.

Because of breaking through the body of magic weapon, Ren Jian's hair became very tough, and it was difficult to cut ordinary scissors. Fortunately, there was a vise in the drawer.

Li Youlin was envious, jealous and hatred when he heard this, but he couldn't blame Ren Jian for this matter. After all, Ren Jian had already given him the so-called secret book of magic skills, and he could not practice it himself.

With the help of Li Youlin, Ren Jian's bright hair was cut by a vise. Later, Li Youlin used a grinder to grind Ren Jian's head into a bald head. From this point of view, Ren Jian really looked like a monk.

"Haha, I will call you a bad name in the future." Ren Jian looked arrogant.

"Not lustful? You can think it's better if you think about it." Li Youlin laughed.

"Go! Come and come! I will go to the hall tomorrow. I will go to the karate, taekwondo, judo, and Muay Thai in Baisha City. I will wipe them out all of them!" Ren Jian had a lewd smile on his face, as if he was thinking of the scene of being besieged by dozens or hundreds of people.

The next morning, Li Youlin went to work as usual, and Ren Jianze went out to buy equipment. Since he wanted to pretend to be a monk, he naturally had to have a cassock.

However, what Ren Jian needed was not the traditional robes, but to prepare one for customization.

He made his robes in the morning, and at noon Ren Jian took the bus to Baisha Station, because there was a karate hall there. In addition to being beaten, Ren Jian also had to kick this karate hall in his mission today!

Before leaving, Ren Jian had changed his appearance. If Ren Jian was thrown into the crowd and could never be found, then Ren Jian has now become a handsome and beautiful monk.

I saw him wearing a white ancient costume and looked like a cassock, but it was different from a traditional cassock.

With a height of about 1.8 meters, her face is as clear as a carved face, and her handsome cheeks with edges and angular angular eyes, especially her eyes that look like ripe purple grapes, which are dazzling under the dense eyelashes. This is definitely the most handsome monk in history!

Perhaps because of his success in cultivation, Ren Jian exudes an indescribable temperament, which has attracted many people's attention along the way.

"Donor, please give in..." A monk suddenly walked into the bus, and the monk was naturally Ren Jian.

After Ren Jian walked into the bus, everyone's eyes on the bus were attracted by him, not only because Ren Jian's disguise of the monk was extremely handsome, but also because he was wearing a gold-edged white cassock, which made people feel shining brightly. I don't know how many dog ​​eyes were blinded. In addition, there was a faint smile on his face, which was definitely enough lethal to women.

"Amitabha, hello to all donors!" Ren Jian had a smile on his face, and a hint of compassion flashed in his eyes, as if he had the aura of a living Buddha with a fairy-like appearance.

"Master, are you a monk?" A little beautiful girl couldn't bear it. How could such a handsome man become a monk? It's such a pity.

"Amitabha, I am a disciple of the Shaolin inner sect, and my Dharma name is not lustful." Ren Jian's smile did not diminish. As for the Shaolin inner sect disciples, do you know if there is an inner sect? This is just Ren Jian's nonsense.

"Master, you should return to secular life! I will be your girlfriend." The little girl held Ren Jian's hand and shook it while acting coquettishly. It can be seen how much lethal Ren Jian's current honor is to the little girl.

Ren Jian wanted to nod, and he was willing to do so, but now he was a monk who was enlightened and could not destroy his image: "The donor is joking! I am dedicated to the Buddha, and I am grateful for the donor's kindness."

"Master, there is still an inner gate in Shaolin Temple? Are Shaolin's 72 unique skills real? Master, can you?" A man asked curiously, obviously a martial arts fan.

"Shaolin is divided into inner sect and outer sect, and inner sect is divided into literary monks and martial monks. The poor monks are disciples of Shaolin inner sect. However, there are few disciples of Shaolin inner sect and rarely walk around the world, so there are not many people who know it."

"As for the seventy-two unique skills mentioned by the donor, it is naturally true, but it is not as magical as in martial arts novels, and the names are different. But what I am practicing is the Golden Bell Cover and the Vajra Palm." Ren Jian was not impatient, but explained patiently.

"Master, can you show your skills for us?" The martial arts fan man looked expectant. Not only the martial arts fan man, but others were also very curious.

"Haha, that monk is ugly!" Ren Jian smiled slightly and took out a steel pipe from under the seat. He saw the golden luster flowing with his palm. He pinched it casually and the steel pipe had turned into two pieces.

"Wow~!..." Ren Jian's move shocked everyone. What made them most curious was that when Ren Jian cut off the steel pipe, there was a golden luster flowing on his palm, which was almost the same as described in martial arts novels.

"I'm so ugly!" He threw away the steel pipes and Ren Jian saluted the crowd from all directions.

"Master, please accept me as your disciple!"

"Master, please be a disciple..."

"Hello, Master, I am a reporter from Baisha Daily. Can I ask you a few questions?"

Martial arts is a fairy tale for men. Almost every man has a martial arts dream in his heart. In the past, everyone thought that martial arts was just something in the novel, but today he witnessed Ren Jian's move with his own eyes and immediately ignited the martial arts dreams of all men in the carriage.

Not only men, but there are also many women in the carriage who want to become disciples, and there are a few of them who are pretty. Ren Jian was willing to do so. These beauties were holding them under the seat to send tea and water to pour water. Unfortunately, Ren Jian was not practicing martial arts at all. No one except him can practice it.

"Hello master, I am a reporter from Baisha Daily. Can I ask you a few questions?" A woman, who was about thirty years old, spoke again and claimed that she was a reporter from Baisha Daily.

Ren Jian's heart moved, a reporter from Baisha Daily, this is an opportunity...

"Amitabha!" Suddenly, the Buddha's name sounded completely, causing the messy car to silence. Many people stared at Ren Jian blankly. Could this be the legendary lion roar?

"Dear donors, I didn't go down the mountain this time to accept disciples. If you want to become a disciple, you can go to Shaolin Temple." Ren Jian directly pushed the trouble to Shaolin Temple. As for whether Shaolin Temple accepts disciples or not, it doesn't matter to him.

Ren Jian's smile remained unabated, he looked down at the female reporter, and smiled and said, "What are you doing? Please ask!"

"Master, I wonder if I can give you an exclusive interview?" The female reporter looked at Ren Jian expectantly.

"There is no need for an exclusive interview. I have a task to go down the mountain this time, and I don't have much spare time." Ren Jian politely refused.

"Master, what tasks do you have? Let's see if we can help?" The martial arts fan said with a flattering look on his face.

"Oh!..." Ren Jian's smile suddenly disappeared, his expression became compassionate and said worriedly: "Chinese martial arts are the soul treasure of our Chinese nation. However, now the barbarian martial arts such as karate, taekwondo, judo, muay boxing, etc. are rampant in China. The situation of Chinese martial arts in China is getting worse and worse. This time I went down the mountain to promote Chinese martial arts, inherit national culture, and eliminate all karate, taekwondo, judo, and muay boxing in China, and drive out of our Chinese!"

"Wow!..." This news is undoubtedly explosive. If you had not seen Ren Jian's Vajra Palm, someone might have sneered at it. However, after seeing Ren Jian's extraordinary palm power and pinched a steel pipe, no one would have suspected that Ren Jian was arrogant.

"Master, I want to follow you to report the whole process. I wish you a lot of help! I don't know if it's okay?" The female reporter suddenly found that this was an opportunity. If she could do this well, she would have hope of promotion.

"Of course, I'm going to a karate gym soon, you can follow me!" Ren Jian said with a smile. This was exactly what he wanted.

"Master, we also want to watch the battle..."
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