山本义代在中年修士的指导下进入.他破烂的衣服和破旧的皮手套引起了所有人的注意.一些外行人表现出了不屑.在佛教寺庙里穿得如此破旧被认为是对佛陀的不尊重.只有空武师父等人明白,那是信仰和意志的象征,进来的人也不容小觑.他一定有什么非凡的能力.楚天看到山本义代时,也是吓了一跳.Yoshikiyo Yamamoto 实际上是他之前在寺庙台阶上遇到的朝圣者.
山本义代的目光扫过人群,在楚天身上微微停顿,然后看向坐在中间的空武方丈,脸上露出极其庄重和恭敬的表情.
孔武方丈平静地说道:"恩人,您来到了我们简陋的寺庙.请问你为什么来这里?
山本义代恭敬地说道:"我早就听说孔武方丈是一位高造诣的佛教大师,您的名声传遍了中国.我,Yoshikiyo Yamamoto,从一百英里之外来了一次朝圣.我真诚地希望能向你请教佛法和武术.
山本义代说这句话时,特别强调了"武术"这个词,这让在场的每个人都感到震动.林玉婷和赵玉晴的第一个念头是:这家伙是来捣乱的.
楚天看着两个兴奋的女孩,忍不住苦笑了一下.他们似乎真的渴望刺激.毕竟,如果没有必要的技能,没有人会接受挑战.这家伙的武术相当擅长,准确地说,非常好.
孔武方丈的表情没有改变.他依旧平静地说道:"你的诚意值得称赞.我不敢说我能教你佛法.我们可以一起讨论.至于武功,天发寺没有武者——修士,所以我不能和你对战.
Yoshikiyo Yamamoto 长叹了一口气."佛教徒不会说谎.外人可能不知道方丈的真面目,但我付出了很多努力.孔武方丈,你来自少林寺.你非常聪明,不仅精通佛教,而且武功也非常熟练.所以你才被派到天发寺当住持来压制事情.而且据我所知,天发寺里有不下十个人的绝技.你怎么能说天发寺里没有武者——僧侣?
虽然山本义代说话很慢,但他的话却震惊了在场的所有人.谁也没想到,空武方丈是少林寺的人.孔武方丈更是惊讶.他没想到山本义代竟然对他的背景调查得如此彻底.看来这是一个强大的对手.但空武方丈知道,所有的福气与不幸并存,最终的结局只有佛陀知道.
孔武方丈缓缓说道:"恩人,你一直很善于观察.我从不撒谎.虽然当时在少林寺学了几招,但从未加入武僧团.自从天发寺建立以来,就没有武道练功堂,我们也从来没有教过一个弟子武功.你说的那些所谓的绝技之人,恐怕都只是传闻.
Yoshikiyo Yamamoto 微微点头.看着空武方丈的表情,他知道他说的很可能是真的.但即使空武方丈不是少林武者——僧团的人,他也还是有深厚的武功,可以教他.于是他真诚地向孔武方丈道歉,"孔武方丈,我为我刚才的言行道歉.但以你深厚的武功,你应该能教我一两件事.
孔武方丈心中虽然微微一动,但神色依旧平静."一切都像飘过的云.我早就放下了名利.我不想竞争或炫耀.恐怕我不能和你打架.
山本义代叹了口气."佛陀说:争论就是不争论,不争论也是争论.我进行了这次漫长的朝圣之旅,不怕吃苦,希望能向你学习,孔武方尊.现在你让我空手而归.当你强迫自己不去争论时,这难道不是一种争论吗?你不觉得这违背了佛教的教义吗?
Chu Tian looked at Abbot Kongwu and knew he was in a difficult situation. If a Japanese person challenged Tianfa Temple, it could be imagined that in the eyes of many people, Tianfa Temple represented the image and dignity of Yixing City and even the country. It was a matter of great reputation. Even if Abbot Kongwu had profound skills, how could he act rashly?
Abbot Kongwu said peacefully, "Everything follows fate. Why force it?"
Yoshikiyo Yamamoto didn't give up. "Abbot Kongwu, even Shaolin Temple welcomes people with knowledge from all over the world to come and exchange martial arts. Why is Tianfa Temple so cowardly? Is the abbot really old? Or is there really no one in the temple?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present felt a shock. They knew that Yoshikiyo Yamamoto was starting to use the method of goading. Although his tone was still calm, the sharpness between the lines was gradually emerging, hitting everyone's hearts.
Zhao Yuqing and Lin Yuting looked at the arrogant Yoshikiyo Yamamoto with dissatisfaction. Their national sentiment and Yoshikiyo Yamamoto's arrogance completely erased the little favor they had left for this pilgrim. If looks could kill, Yoshikiyo Yamamoto would have been dead on the ground long ago. The other five laypeople were also filled with anger, wishing they could attack him together. But out of respect for Abbot Kongwu, they didn't take the lead.
Yoshikiyo Yamamoto patted his tattered clothes, looked around a few times, and sighed several times. "What a pity."
At this moment, one of the laypeople stepped forward, pointing at Yoshikiyo Yamamoto angrily. "Kid, don't be so arrogant. What place do you think this is? How can you run wild here? The abbot is showing you mercy by not arguing with you, but you're pushing your luck. Today, I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of Abbot Kongwu." This layperson was Wan Jianfeng, a well - known martial arts coach in the local area. He had several Jianfeng Martial Arts Halls in Yixing City and earned a lot of money every day. After getting rich, he naturally started to pursue taste and style. He came to Tianfa Temple to offer incense and make donations every month, becoming a major benefactor of the temple. So today, when he finally had the opportunity to see Abbot Kongwu, Yoshikiyo Yamamoto showed up and caused trouble. The anger of a martial artist combined with a bit of national sentiment made him unable to hold back, and he stepped forward.
Yoshikiyo Yamamoto smiled. "Strength is demonstrated through actions, not empty talk."
Wan Jianfeng turned around and respectfully said to Abbot Kongwu and the others, "Masters, let me fight for you."
Seeing that the situation had reached this point and the fight was inevitable, if a layperson fought and won, it would be fine. If he lost, it would just be a personal duel and not involve the reputation of Tianfa Temple. If it really came to that, he could step in himself. So Abbot Kongwu nodded and said, "Benefactor Wan, be careful. You two have no grudges. Just stop when it's enough. Don't hurt the harmony."
Yoshikiyo Yamamoto still replied with a solemn expression, "Abbot, don't worry. I'm just here to exchange martial arts, not to intentionally hurt anyone."
So everyone moved to the small courtyard outside. The mountain breeze blew gently, but no one felt cold anymore. Their eyes were fixed on Yoshikiyo Yamamoto and Wan Jianfeng in the middle of the courtyard.
Chu Tian took a couple of glances and thought with a slight sigh, "Wan Jianfeng is far from being a match for Yoshikiyo Yamamoto."
Abbot Kongwu also saw this, but it was not convenient to ask Wan Jianfeng to back down at this time. He could only watch the development of the situation.
Wan Jianfeng protected his chest with his left hand and put his right hand on his waist, assuming a beautiful posture. He looked at Yoshikiyo Yamamoto across from him with disdain and said, "Please!"
Lin Yuting, Zhao Yuqing, and several laypeople clapped and cheered for Wan Jianfeng's beautiful posture, making Wan Jianfeng look even more proud and complacent.
Yoshikiyo Yamamoto smiled slightly. With a thought, he leaped forward and threw a punch at Wan Jianfeng's face.
Wan Jianfeng saw this seemingly ordinary move. He attacked with his left hand to block Yoshikiyo Yamamoto's fist, and at the same time, he threw his right fist at Yoshikiyo Yamamoto's chest. However, when his left hand met Yoshikiyo Yamamoto's incoming fist, Wan Jianfeng realized something was wrong. The strength of his left hand couldn't stop Yoshikiyo Yamamoto's offensive at all. So he had to withdraw his right fist and cross his hands to try to block Yoshikiyo Yamamoto's fist.
Yoshikiyo Yamamoto's fist seemed to be powered by gunpowder. It suddenly accelerated and, with the force of thunder, passed through the gap between Wan Jianfeng's hands and accurately hit Wan Jianfeng's right shoulder. Wan Jianfeng suddenly felt a powerful impact on his body, and his body involuntarily fell backward. Wan Jianfeng tried to jump up and fight again, but he found that his right shoulder was weak and powerless.
Yoshikiyo Yamamoto cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Brother, I admit victory."
Wan Jianfeng's face looked extremely ugly. With just one move, Yoshikiyo Yamamoto had knocked him down and made him unable to fight anymore. He had originally hoped to defeat Yoshikiyo Yamamoto to increase his and his martial arts hall's reputation, but he ended up losing so miserably. He had never experienced such a setback in all these years. He really felt ashamed.
Abbot Kongwu let out a soft sigh. He called a young monk at the door and asked him to go to the meditation room to get some medicine for bruises to treat Wan Jianfeng's injury. Abbot Kongwu could see that Yoshikiyo Yamamoto had shown mercy. If that punch had hit Wan Jianfeng's chest, Wan Jianfeng would probably have spat out blood and fainted. It seemed that he had to step in personally today to quell Yoshikiyo Yamamoto's competitive spirit.
Just as Abbot Kongwu was about to move, Chu Tian slowly walked out and said calmly to Yoshikiyo Yamamoto, "The Japanese warrior is indeed extraordinary. I, Chu Tian, would like to ask you to teach me a few moves."