Train to Another World.

Chapter 286 Boring
What do cheating players like to do most in the game? Of course, they fight those bosses that cannot be defeated by normal means.

Li Zhuoguang walked towards the monk who was sweeping the floor step by step. His body surface gradually emitted a faint red light, and a terrible sense of oppression arose spontaneously.

In this low-level martial arts world, of course, there is no need to use full strength, but for the Sweeping Monk, Li Zhuoguang still decided to use a little strength to show respect.

He approached the gate of Shaolin Temple step by step. The monks of Shaolin Temple stepped forward to block him, but he waved his hands and blew them away.

The monks of the Xuan generation gathered all their strength and used all they had learned to attack Li Zhuoguang. They used fists, palms, fingers, legs and claws, hammering, pressing, poking, kicking and grabbing, some fierce, some gentle, some majestic, some formless, covering Li Zhuoguang's whole body.

Even Xuan Ci, who was halfway through the torture, held on for a breath and attacked Li Zhuoguang. Since he was going to die today anyway, he might as well contribute to Shaolin before he died.

A flash of red light appeared, and the crimson touch spun and danced, covering Li Zhuoguang's entire body. All the attacks hit the tentacles, causing them to flutter for a while, but then calmed down. If they couldn't even break through the crimson touch, how could they touch Li Zhuoguang's body?

The attacks of those senior monks of the Xuan generation were in vain. They even hit too hard and were counterattacked by the crimson magic power attached to the crimson touch, which corroded their flesh and left bloodstains on their robes.

Although it did not affect the combat effectiveness, it looked extremely brutal. Perhaps since the establishment of Shaolin Temple, it had never encountered such a powerful enemy.

Li Zhuoguang was too lazy to deal with them, and directly used the crimson touch to roll them up one by one. Seeing that all the monks of the Xuan generation were subdued, the sweeping monk could no longer sit still.

He flew towards Li Zhuoguang. Before he got close, he felt a calm and peaceful aura pressing towards him. In terms of Buddhist Kung Fu alone, there is probably no one in the world who can surpass him.

The crimson tentacles flicked and twitched, and all the monks of the Xuan generation were thrown away. The rest were fine, but Xuan Ci was already seriously injured, and being thrown away like this aggravated his injuries, and he vomited blood again. Several monks of the Xuan generation around him immediately came over and used their internal energy to heal him.

But he stopped her: "We are facing a powerful enemy, please do not waste your internal energy on me."

"Brother Abbot!"

"I am no longer the abbot. I am a sinner of Shaolin, and today is the day for me to die."

The other monks were also sensible. After the incident of Ye Erniang was exposed, Xuanci's choice was probably the best choice for Shaolin. They all looked sad and stopped trying to persuade him.

Speaking of Li Zhuoguang, it was rare for him to meet someone a little stronger in this world, and the fierceness in his heart was slowly aroused. He gave up using ninjutsu and various spells, and only fought the enemy with fists and feet.

The most familiar Snake Shadow Fist was used one after another. Since integrating the martial arts seeds of the Phantom Snake Hall, many secret techniques of the Snake Shadow Fist have been learned without a teacher. At this time, when Li Zhuoguang performed the Snake Retreat Thousand Mountains, it was no longer a simple body movement.

Through subtle adjustments of his body, Li Zhuoguang performed the Snake Retreat Thousand Mountains Technique, which created gusts of wind while moving at high speed, making it difficult for people around him to open their eyes.

The Sweeping Monk's body-protecting Qi was extremely strong and he was barely able to hold on, but he suddenly heard a "hissing" sound coming from far away, and he quickly dodged.

In the strong wind that Li Zhuoguang blew, there was a little red light that meandered along the strong wind, passing the place where the sweeping monk was just now, and then passing the bluestone brick floor, leaving a long series of winding cracks on the ground. Although Li Zhuoguang only cultivated the strength of the martial arts in Qin Daniu's world and had not yet reached the level of internal energy, he possessed deep red magic power and could use it to perform many moves that required the use of energy.

Unfortunately, the crimson magic is violent and overbearing, and its compatibility with the Snake Shadow Fist is not very high, so there are such obvious traces. If the master of the Phantom Snake Hall can make this advanced version of the Snake Retreat Thousand Mountains.

Maybe the enemy didn't even see the human figure, but only felt a gust of strong wind blowing past, and then the strong wind mixed with internal energy cut countless wounds on the body. When he saw the blood flowing along the winding lines on the skin, he realized that he had been hit.

Li Zhuoguang also understood this, but he still did not switch to the Bull Fist which was more compatible with the crimson magic, because he was afraid that the Bull Fist combined with the crimson magic would be too powerful and he might accidentally kill the Sweeping Monk.

Li Zhuoguang used Snake Shadow Fist's other form of movement, Snake Shadow Stealth. He appeared in front of the Sweeping Monk as if he had teleported, and with a move of a spirit snake coming out of a hole, his arm shot out like a whip.

Li Zhuoguang's every move was extremely powerful. After receiving a few blows, the sweeping monk no longer dared to take them head-on. He quickly shook his robe and used the cassock to subdue demons. The robe wrapped the true energy and wrapped it around Li Zhuoguang's hand. He didn't want to trap the enemy, but just wanted to use his strength to draw away Li Zhuoguang's attack.

But when the Sweeping Monk's sleeve just wrapped around Li Zhuoguang's right hand, his index and middle fingers flicked away, suddenly tearing the monk's robe wrapped around his right hand into rags. He turned his hand back and bit the Sweeping Monk's arm with two fingers like the fangs of a snake.

The Sweeping Monk was unable to dodge and his left arm was grabbed. He quickly gathered his true energy to resist, but it was useless. After all, the Snake Shadow Fist was created to imitate the hunting of venomous snakes. After a venomous snake bites its prey, how can it not inject venom?
Crimson magic power shot out from the two fingers, easily penetrating the Sweeping Monk's protective Qi and piercing his left forearm.

After all, the Sweeping Monk seldom fought with others, so it was inevitable that his movements would slow down due to the severe pain. But in this tiny gap, Li Zhuoguang's arm was like a whip, and with a little strength, he danced out three whip shadows, which hit the Sweeping Monk's chest fiercely.

His clothes were torn, his skin and flesh were exposed, and he was thrown out. Li Zhuoguang did not pursue the victory, because he knew from the feeling just now that the Sweeping Monk was hit by him, not only did not have any intact ribs, but also many of his internal organs were damaged.

The Sweeping Monk was very powerful, so he had no problem saving his life, but if he wanted to take action, it would be impossible. Facing a sandbag that had lost its ability to resist, Li Zhuoguang had no interest in it.

He clapped his hands: "Boring. The strongest master of Shaolin Temple is no more than this."

Li Zhuoguang looked back and saw Murong Bo's skull sunken and he was lying on the ground. It seemed that Xiao Feng's Dragon Subduing Palm had killed him. The four generals of the Murong family also recovered and ran over to collect the body of their old master.

Xiao Yuanshan originally wanted to kill the four men together, but was stopped by Xiao Feng, who thought that only the ringleader should be killed. Today, Xiao Yuanshan was in high spirits, as he had avenged his great vengeance and reunited as a father and son, so he followed Xiao Feng's wishes and released the four men.

Neither Xiao Feng nor Xiao Yuanshan took the hateful looks of the four people to heart. The martial arts inheritance of these four people could only be said to be mediocre, and the Murong family did not pass on the core secrets to these four people.

Then the Murong family's ambition to restore the country was exposed to the public. Even if they could leave today, there would be endless people looking for trouble with them in the future. It was good enough that they could protect themselves. They couldn't stir up any trouble.

Li Zhuoguang glanced at Xuanci again, and seeing that he was not dead yet, he pointed at the stick of the law enforcement monk on the ground and said, "Continue."

(End of this chapter)