Chapter 359: Shaolin Bagua Demon-Subduing Grand Array

Chapter 359: Chapter 359: Shaolin Bagua Demon-Subduing Grand Array

Xia Xingyu’s face instantly turned as red as a beet. She snapped in embarrassment and anger, "Get lost!"

Ye Feng immediately burst into laughter.

But the plane had just landed back at the airport.

Ye Feng looked at Xia Yanran and said, "Yanran, my two senior sisters are waiting for me, and I still have to go save my parents! Once I’m done, I’ll come find you, and we can go three hundred rounds!"

"You’re shameless! Who wants to go three hundred rounds with you!" Ye Feng was making such dirty jokes in front of so many people. Even though Xia Yanran was usually thick-skinned, she couldn’t take it. She quickly pushed him away and shouted, her face bright red.

Ye Feng laughed heartily, turned, and left. He boarded the plane, which then roared into the sky.

...

The Great Xia Empire,

The Central Plains,

Mount Song,

A forest of pagodas stood tall.

In front of the Pagoda Forest, a gatehouse towered high. Above it were two words written in sweeping, flamboyant calligraphy:

Shaolin Temple.

This was precisely the foremost ancient temple in the land, the Shaolin Temple.

Just then, a Maybach came roaring up and pulled directly into a parking spot.

The car doors opened, and two people stepped out.

It was Ye Feng and Ouyang Qiu, who had just arrived.

The two of them locked the car and were about to leave when a wine-red Maserati roared up and stopped right on their bumper, blocking them in.

The window rolled down, and a girl stuck her head out. She looked at Ye Feng and yelled, "Move your car!"

Ye Feng turned his head to look at the girl.

The girl had wine-red hair, wore two large earrings, and was chewing gum—the very image of a young delinquent.

Seeing Ye Feng just staring at her without a word, the girl glared and shouted, "Hey, I’m talking to you! Are you deaf or something?"

Beside him, Ouyang Qiu frowned at the girl. "Miss, there are plenty of other parking spots. Why are you making us move our car?"

"Because this is my private spot! No one else can park here. Now cut the crap and move your car, or I’ll smash it to pieces!" the girl roared, getting out of her car and glaring at Ye Feng and Ouyang Qiu.

Ouyang Qiu frowned and was about to say more, but Ye Feng stepped in front of her. He looked at the girl and chuckled.

"You’re pretty arrogant! And I really don’t like arrogant things."

The girl flew into a rage. She pointed a finger at Ye Feng and roared, "You’re the thing! Your whole family are things! How dare you talk back to me? I’m going to beat you to death today!"

With that, she stamped her feet, charged at Ye Feng, and swung a fierce punch right at his chest.

Ye Feng chuckled, shot out his right hand, and grabbed the girl’s wrist. He pulled her forward, tucking her under his arm, then raised his left palm and brought it down hard on her taut rear end.

SMACK! The explosive sound echoed as Ye Feng’s left palm bounced high off the mark.

Ye Feng commented nonchalantly, "Hmm, nice and springy!"

The girl let out a bloodcurdling shriek, and the next moment, she couldn’t stop herself from cursing a blue streak.

"You bastard! How dare you hit me! I’ll tear you to pieces today!"

She struggled with all her might, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t break free from Ye Feng’s grip.

Just then, Ye Feng’s palm struck again. "Trying to bully people for no reason? You deserve this!"

Another slap followed.

"Threatening to kill someone over nothing? For being so arrogant, you deserve this!"

And another. "Since your parents won’t discipline you, I’ll do it for them! I’ll teach you how to behave!"

"SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!"

Watching from the side, even Ouyang Qiu winced in sympathy. ’Isn’t he going to beat her butt swollen?’ she thought.

The girl couldn’t take it anymore and burst into tears with a loud "WAAAH!" She screamed, "Someone, help! Somebody!"

Her words had barely faded when the sound of hurried footsteps echoed from a distance. Soon, a group of monks came rushing over.

The girl looked at the leader, a tall monk wearing a yellow kasaya, and yelled:

"Uncle Liaokong, this piece of scum is bullying me! Hurry up and kill him for me! Kill him!"

The monk in the yellow kasaya was none other than the head coach of the Shaolin Temple’s warrior monk corps, Liaokong!

Liaokong’s face darkened as he stared at Ye Feng. "Bullying my Young Miss right in front of the Shaolin Temple? How audacious!"

Ouyang Qiu looked at Liaokong and said, "Master, I must tell you, this isn’t our fault. It was clearly your Young Miss who was being unreasonable..."

"Shut your mouth!" Liaokong cut Ouyang Qiu off coldly before she could finish. "The Shaolin Temple is the Young Miss’s home! Here, what the Young Miss says, goes! Even if she bullies you, you just have to take it obediently!"

"You..." Hearing how tyrannical this Liaokong was, Ouyang Qiu’s expression hardened. But just then, Ye Feng looked at Liaokong and chuckled. "The little one is unreasonable, and the old one is just as bad. Very well. In that case, I’ll teach both of you a lesson on how to behave today."

The moment Ye Feng’s words fell, Liaokong sneered. "Teach us how to behave? Do you think you’re capable? Let me tell you, you’re not. You don’t have the right to act so insolently in front of the Shaolin Temple."

With that, he roared, "Where are the Twelve Staff Monks?"

"Here!"

"Here!"

"Here!"

As soon as Liaokong spoke, twelve monks stepped forward in unison and stood before him.

Liaokong pointed at Ye Feng and ordered coldly, "Go! Set up the Eight Trigrams Demon-Slaying Formation and teach him a lesson! Today, I’ll make him understand that the Shaolin Temple is not a place where any random nobody can act out of line!"

"Yes!"

The twelve monks acknowledged the order and moved swiftly, quickly taking up their positions according to the eight trigrams. They raised their long staffs in unison, pointing them all at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng casually tossed the girl aside and said nonchalantly, "Today, I’m curious to see who’s going to be teaching whom a lesson."

The girl scrambled up from the ground, glaring at Ye Feng and roaring through gritted teeth, "Do you have any idea how powerful our Eight Trigrams Demon-Slaying Formation is? Let me enlighten you! Once this formation is active, even a Tier Eight Martial God would meet a bitter end if trapped inside! A thing like you has no chance of getting out alive.

You scum! You dared to spank me! You’re dead for sure today!"

With a final roar, she shouted, "Get him! Cripple him!"

The Twelve Staff Monks charged toward Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was about to make a move, but Ouyang Qiu stepped in front of him and said coldly, "If you want to bully my little brother, you’ll have to get through me first."

With that, she leaped into the fray.

The Twelve Staff Monks roared, swinging their heavy staffs in unison as they brought them crashing down on Ouyang Qiu.

Twelve heavy staffs whistled through the air, instantly closing in to less than a foot above Ouyang Qiu’s head.

Behind them, Liaokong snorted coldly. "You think you can take on my Eight Trigrams Demon-Slaying Formation? You’re not worthy! Since you’re so eager to die, you can just stay here and join him!"

But before the sound of his voice faded, he saw the longsword in Ouyang Qiu’s hand suddenly lash out as she roared, "Break!"