Chapter 632

Those young monks of Guanghua temple are all black. Just now they said that Lin Feng was ashamed of urinating. In a twinkling of an eye, he even used the Dharma of shidun!

All around, the saints of Xinghua temple could not stand up straight with laughter.

The faces of those people were red, and they were so ashamed that they wanted to find a hole to drill down. They wanted to rush to the stage and fight with Gu Fenghua. But when they thought about Feng Qingyue's fate, they could not help but lower their heads and did not dare to look at Gu Fenghua.

"How can we lose two in a twinkling of an eye? Let's just choose one..." Gu Fenghua didn't let them go, and looked at them.

"Oh, in the morning..." the others jumped up at the same time and said with one voice.

Everyone around them looked at them as if they were playing monkey. Before, they even used the big method of urinating and shidun. What kind of method should these people use?

"Enough!" At this time, Shen just Teng stood up and said, "those who are not striving for success, my face of Guanghua temple has lost you all!"

"Lord Fang, this competition is over. I, Guanghua temple, admit defeat and go!" After training a few people, Shen Zhengyi arched his hand and said with a green face. Then, without waiting for his reply, he took several other elders and disciples and turned to leave.

"Mr. Shen, we have agreed on ten competitions. There is still one to go. How can we leave?" Fang said.

"Your hall has come from afar. I haven't done my best to be the Lord of the temple of Xinghua. Let's have a drink after this. Let's do our best to be the Lord of the temple." Xie Huaiyuan also asked to stay.

Of course, it is only he who knows whether to make the best of the friendship of the host or to hold a celebration banquet at the wedding.

Hearing what they said, Shen just walked faster instead of staying.

In fact, in this so-called competition, the Guanghua Temple won seven games in a row and injured six young elites of Xinghua Temple seriously. It doesn't matter if they are defeated in the last one. But the problem is, look at the performance of the remaining disciples. I'm afraid that the last one is not as simple as defeat.

I haven't been on the stage yet. I'm afraid that all of them have come out (it's so shameful that even he can't talk about it). I don't know what kind of shameful move he will make if he doesn't leave soon. I'm afraid that he won't be able to raise his head in Guanghua temple for hundreds of years.

Of course, it's much more humiliating to run without fighting now than to be hurt by Gu Fenghua in the defeat. But the question is who dares to fight on the stage?

If he really forced them to go up, he would be scared to death. Under the balance of the two, he chose the former. At least, he could keep his face.

The people of Guanghua temple, who were proud and arrogant before, left the peak of St.

"Fenghua, thanks to you today, otherwise I will lose my face." Xie Huaiyuan came to the stage, holding Gu Fenghua's hand, said with emotion and emotion.

"Elder Xie, I'm also a saint of Xinghua, which is my duty." Gu Fenghua said modestly.

Hearing Gu Fenghua's words, everyone in the audience was moved to tears. They felt deeply glad and proud that Xinghua temple had Gu Fenghua.

"Fenghua." At this time, Fang Expo, Gao Yangbo and Ding Qinghe also came to the stage.