This news really shocked everyone.
Sha Linzhi was also stunned, staring blankly at Sha Xiaotian who was looking down from a high position on the ring. There was undisguised joy on the man's face, but he calmed down in a moment.
The disciples of the Shaolin Temple watched in horror as the respected abbot's face turned an ominous greenish white as if he had been frozen. His jaw was tightly closed and he was unconscious. A piece of his chest was hit by a fist and it was already dented. It was obvious that it was easy to see. Even the bones and internal organs were injured.
The eldest disciple of Master Yuan Gu stood up angrily and said: "Leader Sha, the focus of the martial arts competition is participation. The discussion is all about the point. Isn't it too much for you to hurt my master to this point?!"
As soon as these words came out, Sha Xiaotian found it very funny, "Fistes and feet have no eyes. What does it matter if a martial arts practitioner gets hurt due to bumps and bumps? It's a trivial matter to be inferior to others in skill, but it is not a gentleman's behavior to frame others."
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