Chapter 64 Seeking Martial Arts at Shuoji Temple

"???"

"You call this a normal person?!"

"Who said that just now? Stand up to attention and get beaten!"

"What's going on? Why is there storm energy involved? Is it magic?"

"What are you yelling about? What's wrong with a peerless martial monk having some inner strength and true energy?"

"It's worthy of being called the Divine Fist. It even has its own martial arts moves."

"Sound Wave, Echo Strike, Ikku!!"

"Music, with its own sound effects."

"The shadow of death is approaching."

"The world in front of Horta began to lose its color, leaving only gray and white."

"In the final dim vision."

"He saw Li Qing sitting back down in his previous position, still with his back to him."

"The vortex of energy around him gradually subsided, and the air returned to tranquility."

【I will win.】

【And you will die! 】

"After leaving the last words."

"Li Qing lowered his head."

"I have entered a meditative state again."

"A monk with great martial arts skills also possesses some powerful power in his body."

"What's the significance of starting the story like this?"

Chen Kaige stroked his chin and pondered carefully in front of the big screen.

Judging from this opening.

It simply tells the story of a warrior monk who guards a temple and kills three bandits who come to steal the treasure.

If Li Qing is the protagonist of the story, then his character has been established.

Silent, steady, confident, skilled in martial arts, and ruthless when encountering an enemy.
But if the story continues from here, what can be written?

Encountering Protoss? Darkin?
Or. War?

After thinking about it, I felt that it was inappropriate.

Chen Kaige couldn't help but shook his head.

In fact, his intuition told him that this initial part of the plot might not be the beginning of the story, but more like the ending.

Uncertain, he looked at Mr. Jin and asked tentatively: "What do you think?"

After a moment of silence, Mr. Jin slowly said:

"Flashback, establish character, and raise expectations."

"In this section, we already know that Li Qing calls himself the God Fist and has profound martial arts skills. And judging from the final fight, he seems to have some terrifying power hidden in his body."

"But Su Xinghe didn't specify what it was, which gave us something to look forward to. Of course, there's also some mystery surrounding the character."

After listening to this, Chen Kaige seemed to be thinking about something.

Liu Ciping added:

"The inspiration for the character Su Xinghe is probably from our Chinese Shaolin monks."

“Although the murderous aura is a bit stronger and there are some demonic changes, overall, these martial arts characteristics are very distinct.”

"Indeed." Jiang Tao agreed, "If it is a flashback, then the main storyline will begin next."

"God Fist Lee Sin."

"He and this temple have been together for countless days and nights."

"Since that day, he has been quietly guarding this ancient sacred place."

"certainly."

"Including his hometown."

"Ionia."

"All of this started from that morning several decades ago."

In the north of Ionia, there are vast mountains.

On top of this towering mountain, an ancient temple stands quietly.

The early morning sunlight shines through the gaps between the tangled branches of the ancient trees, covering the entire temple with a layer of golden gauze.

A little monk boy in a rough linen shirt climbed up from the bottom of the cliff. He was breathing heavily and wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"finally reached!"

Looking at the ancient and magnificent temple gate in front of him and the three big characters "Shuoji Temple" on it, he showed a happy expression.

This time I went up the mountain and traveled so long just to seek the limits of strength and speed.

After a short rest, he walked forward, raised his little fist and knocked on the temple door.

dong dong dong-

In the quiet forest, his knock on the door was abrupt and crisp.

crunch--

The temple door was opened a crack.

A few bald little heads squeezed out, staring at the sudden visitor with sharp eyes.

"who are you?"

The fattest and strongest monk among them asked with confusion and caution.

It is clear.

He is the eldest brother among them.

The young monk's face was firm, but there was a hint of pride in his eyes.

"Li Qing."

"What are you doing here?"

"Learn martial arts."

The fat senior brother gave him a strange look, then looked him up and down, and finally frowned and advised:

"The elders said that we won't take in wild kids from the mountains here."

"Please go back!"

Li Qing shook his head and refused: "No, I want to see them!"

"Hey, you young brat, I told you to go back, but you don't understand what I'm saying, right?"

Another little monk with pockmarked face taunted impatiently. He was about to close the door indifferently, but was stopped by Li Qing.

“Let me in!”

Li Qing raised his eyes and looked into the temple, speaking word by word, veins bulging on his hands as he desperately resisted their combined force to close the door.

The fat and white senior brother grabbed his arm and tried to move his hand away from the door frame.

But no matter how hard he tried, it was useless. His arm was welded to the door like a steel plate.

"You guy!!"

The eldest senior monk was very angry, and several young monks from Shuoji Temple were also angered.

The eldest brother glanced back into the temple and found that the elders had not come out yet.

So, he signaled to the people around him with his eyes and decided to teach this arrogant and stubborn boy a lesson.

Several people exchanged glances and secretly picked up a few sticks from the open space behind the temple gate.

"on!"

As the eldest brother suddenly opened the temple door inwards and shouted, several people rushed out and surrounded Li Qing.

The pockmarked man was the first to attack. He bent his hands and leaped forward like an eagle swooping down on its prey, aiming at Li Qing's neck and trying to pounce him to the ground.

However, little Li Qing was agile and dodged it with a twist of his body. The pockmarked face missed his target and fell to the ground, howling in pain.

Seeing this scene, the other few people rushed forward angrily. They put on martial arts postures and wrestled with Li Qing.

But what I never expected was.

After several years of hard training in the wind and sun, they were no match for a wild boy.

One had his front teeth knocked out.

One was kicked into a ravine.

One was beaten black and blue.

The remaining fat and white senior brother was grabbed by Li Qing's collar and lifted into the air.

This scene instantly shocked everyone present.

This kid looked only about seven or eight years old, and was extremely skinny. Their eldest senior brother weighed at least 200 kilograms, but he was actually picking him up like a chicken?

Are you kidding me?
What kind of monster is this? ! !

At this moment, the subdued fat senior brother looked extremely ugly, but he felt difficulty breathing because he was grabbed by the collar and couldn't utter a word.

"I said that!"

"I'm not here to fight."

Li Qing said coldly, then grabbed his trouser leg with his other hand and began to gradually exert force with both hands.

"I you."

Seeing himself being lifted into the air, the eldest brother turned pale with fright and his voice trembled with fear.

Just as Li Qing was about to throw him into the air.

"stop!!"

An angry shout came from the temple.

Suddenly, everyone was shocked.

The voice seemed to contain divine power, and Li Qing felt that his eardrums were about to break.

Li Qing stopped and turned his gaze towards the temple entrance.

There, several old monks walked out with grim faces.

(End of this chapter)