"Little Martial Uncle, I lost." George calmly walked to Moxiao City and regretted it.
Mo Xiaocheng patted him on the shoulder. "Well, I saw that it’s nothing to win or lose. It’s a common thing for military strategists to lose this game. It doesn’t matter if you win two games, you can enter the top 20."
George still can’t get over his sadness, and Moxiao City doesn’t say much. He knows that this kind of thing has to be experienced by himself before he can really become stable. When he first played black boxing, he was not much better than George now.
Men’s vicissitudes of life and steadiness are acquired after much experience, and they are not born or can grow up overnight.
It has been seven years since Mo Xiaocheng debuted at the age of ten, and many things have made him stable and vicissitudes today.
After two more games, Xu Guangjian and Lu Zhen Xu Guangjian were lucky. His opponent’s martial arts was not as good as his, so he won the first game easily, while Lu Zhen’s opponent was even with him. They played for a long time, and finally Lu Zhen shot his opponent down in the ring and won the first game with difficulty.
In Smith Lee, he also lost the first game like George.
In this way, one day’s game passed, and the first game was won by Mo Xiaocheng, Xu Guangjian and Lu Zhen, and the first game was lost by George and Smith Lee.
When the party was over, Mo Xiaocheng bumped into Monk Xin again. He came to find Mo Xiaocheng on purpose.
The letter "Don’t benefactor please stay" stopped Mo Xiaocheng in two steps.
"Excuse me, master?"
Mo Xiaocheng is gentle and authentic. He has a good impression of the Buddhist monk, but there is no coldness.
"Little Martial Uncle, we’ll wait for you over there." Lu Zhen said in a friendly way that he and his three people would stay in Moxiao City and write a letter.
"A word"
Mo Xiaocheng followed the letter to a corner and asked, "Is there anything the master can say?"
"Amitabha" believed in singing a Buddha’s name with his hands folded, and then said, "It’s a blessing for the poor monk to meet such a master from a distant place."
"It’s also an honor for Xiao Cheng to meet Master Xin." Mo Xiao Cheng doesn’t worry. He has something to say.
The letter added, "Mo benefactor, I see that your bones are wonderful and savvy, your shoulders are wide and your face is good. It is rare to see a martial genius. Why don’t you join Buddhism and become a Shaolin layman’s brother, Shaolin, and make a big career?"
MoXiaoCheng heart dare this letter monk is to fool yourself to quit to shaolin, he said, "oh? Into Buddhism and fame? Forgive me for being stupid, but I don’t quite understand what Master Bai said. "
The letter looked serious and sang an Amitabha saying, "Shaolin is a martial arts master with seventy-two stunts, and every door is famous for Shaolin. The abbot specially asked a few poor monks to go to the United States to make Shaolin world famous. If you are a benefactor, you can convert to Buddhism and help Shaolin to go to heaven. It must be a great pleasure, Amitabha."
Mo Xiaocheng waved his hand and said, "I’m afraid the master can’t afford to carry forward Shaolin martial arts." What else did Mo Xiaocheng want to say when he saw the letter? "Master, please find someone else. I have a martial arts school and I can’t. It is impossible for you Shaolin martial arts to join Buddhism."
"Do you want the benefactor to promise me that I can give you the great king kong palm?"
Mo Xiaocheng still shook his head. "Master, I am satisfied with Sanmen Family Boxing, and I dare not expect to learn more vigorously. king kong palm is still."
"Amitabha, that’s a pity." Seeing Mo Xiaocheng’s firm belief, he didn’t insist on folding his hands and sang a Buddhist name and turned away.
Mo Xiaocheng, who went back to the martial arts school, always wanted to preach him to be a Buddhist layman. Did you really see his martial arts? But if you don’t look at your martial arts, why preach to yourself?
Mo Weicheng around suddenly asked, "Brother, what did that monk who believed just now want from you?"
Mo Xiaocheng didn’t hide it. "It’s funny that this monk actually advised me to join Shaolin and said that he would teach me to make great efforts to make king kong palm famous for Shaolin."
Mo Weicheng also smiled, "It’s interesting that the monk actually started teaching staff. Haha, he is willing to teach you to vigorously king kong palm, which is strange. This vigorously king kong palm is also one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin."
"Yes" MoXiaoCheng also smiled.
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On the second day of the third competition, the weather became slightly gloomy, from sunny to cloudy. There was no competition in Moxiao City today, and the audience Xu Guangjian was drawn again today. He lost the second game, and the current record is one win and one loss. The third game is the decisive one.
And George was lucky in the second game when he met his opponent’s martial arts. No, he won the second game, which was also a win and a loss, and he had to participate in the decisive third game.