Zong Jue raised his long eyebrows, and his originally calm expression suddenly became vivid. He said loudly: "How can a poor monk be afraid of Li Chunsheng? When he lost to Li Chunsheng, he was willing to lose with one move. After all these years,

, how can a poor monk be afraid of Li Chunsheng?"

Dao Yi said again: "Is it true that our Shaolin Temple is inferior to Li Chunsheng? In other words, is our Shaolin Temple inferior to others in front of the Quanzhen Sect?"

Zongjue said again: "It's impossible."

Daoyi raised his head and said loudly: "Since Master is not afraid of Li Chunsheng, we, the whole Shaolin Temple, are not afraid of the Quanzhen Sect. Why does Li Chunsheng bring people here, and I have to hold back. As long as Li Chunsheng dares to bring people to challenge and discuss, then

If I tell you, I will make Li Chunsheng regret it. If you want to challenge, you'd better be prepared to break your muscles."

Zongjue sighed: "You!"

Dao Yi said: "Master, if we are always soft, we can only be looked down upon by others. The real face is earned by oneself. The true head high and chest is also earned by oneself. We can have everything we have now,

It all depends on our own efforts. We, Shaolin Temple, are not afraid of challenges. As long as we dare to come, we will dare to accept the challenge."

Zong Jue shook his head and chuckled.

He admired Dao Yi's purity, but in fact, he shook his head because Dao Yi made many things simple.

There are more than just Shaolin and Quanzhen in this world.

In addition to them, there are other forces. If only Shaolin Temple and Quanzhen Sect are left in the world, then Buddhism and Taoism will definitely have a fight, and they will definitely be divided.

But it's different now.

However, Zong Jue has no intention of dampening Dao Yi's enthusiasm, because under the current circumstances, everything about Dao Yi is still good. His martial arts skills are improving and getting stronger, and he is only one step away from the level of god refining.
Chapter completed!