Top-class Bodyguard

Chapter 705 - 684: Storming Shaolin!

Moreover, from these Eighteen Bronze Men, Ren Feng could even sense a hint of intimidation.

At this moment, the Eighteen Bronze Men blocked the path in the middle, and if Ren Feng wanted to enter Shaolin Temple, he must pass through the Eighteen Bronze Men here because this is the only entrance to Shaolin.

"I want to enter Shaolin," Ren Feng said calmly.

"No unauthorized people may enter Shaolin!" The Eighteen Bronze Men said in unison.

"I'm entering Shaolin for something."

"No entry allowed!" The Eighteen Bronze Men were clearly unmoved.

Ren Feng squinted his eyes: "What are the conditions for entry?"

"No conditions, no entry."

"Then it looks like we'll have to speak with fists."

Ren Feng said calmly.

"Ha!"

The long sticks in the hands of the Eighteen Bronze Men trembled again, uniformly.

Ren Feng signaled Liang Keqing to retreat, looked at the Eighteen Bronze Men, and said lightly, "I've long heard that Shaolin Temple has Eighteen Bronze Men guarding it. I assume it's you. Today, I'll meet you."

As soon as the words fell, Ren Feng took the initiative to rush towards the Eighteen Bronze Men, and the Eighteen Bronze Men also moved; the two Bronze Men at the uppermost leapt down, and their long sticks in hand smashed down fiercely towards Ren Feng.

Ren Feng's body tilted, dodging the attack of the two Bronze Men, his hands turning and swatting away the long sticks. Meanwhile, the remaining Bronze Men in the Arhat Array also fell down, long sticks propped on the ground, spinning in midair, kicking towards Ren Feng.

He raised his right hand blocking a Bronze Man's kick, and shot out a palm with his left hand. Suddenly, a few Bronze Men attacking together in front were all sent flying by a single palm.

At this moment, Ren Feng sensed that the two Bronze Men initially at his back were holding long sticks and flew over, swinging the sticks left and right, forming a pincer attack situation.

Ren Feng leaped into the air, exchanging blows with the two men in midair, and after landing again, the eighteen Bronze Men shouted in unison, directly surrounding Ren Feng, forming a circle stacked into two simple lines of the Arhat Array.

"Ha!"

The Bronze Men shouted loudly. One Bronze Man flicked the long stick in his hand towards Ren Feng, aiming straight at Ren Feng's side.

Ren Feng hit the long stick back with a palm, but immediately, the other Bronze Men all slapped their long sticks, and the elastic long sticks also bounced towards Ren Feng!

For a moment, it seemed like the long sticks were raining down, but these long sticks carried force; if hit, it would be quite painful.

Ren Feng spun, striking all the forward flying long sticks back with his right palm. The Bronze Men caught the sticks and continued to bounce them.

Ren Feng moved his foot, spinning in the air, dodging all the sticks coming from behind, and also sent out palms left and right, slapping all the flying sticks back.

His eyes squinted slightly, this trap formation was too perfect; if he didn't rush out quickly, these eighteen Bronze Men could trap the target inside to death.

However, he was now in the Divine Realm; breaking this Copper Man Array was still easy.

Those Bronze Men shouted again, their long sticks bouncing back. But this time, Ren Feng lightly twisted his wrist, making the long stick spin into his hand, then fiercely he swung it, hitting the sticks flying from the sides like a baseball.

The flying stick was fast and urgent, those Bronze Men couldn't react at all, the stick struck one Bronze Man's face, knocking him down!

Seeing those sticks flying, Ren Feng quickly rotated the stick in his hand, and all those sticks were sent back.

Bang bang bang!

There were very few Bronze Men who could withstand Ren Feng's sticks, most were all knocked to the ground.

But these Bronze Men's physical strength was exceptionally good; after landing, they endured the pain and jumped back onto other monks' shoulders, supplementing the Arhat Array.

Ren Feng squinted slightly, seeing a stick flew by, he suddenly spun and kicked the stick fiercely!

Pa!

The entire stick was fiercely kicked by Ren Feng, directly changing direction, and still infused with True Qi, flew straight towards a Bronze Man below!

Pa!

The crisp sound echoed, the stick hit the Bronze Man's shoulder directly, immediately causing the foundational Bronze Man to stagger, powerful force blowing him back step by step.

With this retreat, the surrounding Bronze Men were also affected, the upper Bronze Men all jumped down, while those on the sides retreated together.

The entire Arhat Array was directly broken!

And Ren Feng moved his foot, his body rushing forward, the stick in his hand spinning like a whirlwind, his face cold, as he charged forward, the stick suddenly swept!

The fierce stick sounded like it was tearing through the air, while the Bronze Men hadn't reacted, had already fiercely struck them.

The Bronze Men struck muffled a groan, all falling towards the ground.

Ren Feng held the spinning stick, swiftly spinning towards the Bronze Men ahead, like a flash, those standing Bronze Men hadn't reacted, they were directly hit to the ground by Ren Feng.

And this time, they didn't get up.

When Ren Feng appeared behind this group of Bronze Men, the only one left standing was Ren Feng.

The rest of the Bronze Men were lying on the ground groaning, their faces full of pain, would take at least one or two months to recover.

Sticks were scattered on the ground, Ren Feng threw away the stick in his hand, then grabbed Liang Keqing's hand, leading her directly across these Bronze Men.

Shao Lin drew closer, and there were already some Shaolin Temple buildings visible ahead, the open space ahead was a small Buddha pagoda, as well as a slightly chubby monk wearing Buddhist beads standing there, behind him stood over twenty monks.

These monks compared to the previous Bronze Men looked even more elite, their individual strengths nearly approaching the Divine Realm.

Ren Feng couldn't help but feel startled, how could Shaolin Temple's power be so strong?

He glanced at those monks, with a hint of Evil Qi in their eyes, unlike regular monks, they should be Martial Monks.

Within Shaolin Temple, Martial Monks' combat strength was very formidable. It was said in the Tang Dynasty, Shaolin once dispatched a squad of Martial Monks to assist Li Shimin in conquering the world, the combat strength of that squad was extraordinary, invincible.

"Amitabha Buddha."

The leading chubby monk might look humorous, but his face was extremely serious, he clasped his hands together, recited a Amitabha Buddha, then looked at Ren Feng.

Ren Feng said plainly: "Who are you?"

"This monk is Jueyuan."

"Why block my path to the temple?"

"Master, do not let slaughter cloud your wisdom. The sea of suffering has no bounds, turn back and you may find the shore. Please turn back, master."