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Chapter 86: Discussing the Sword with the Divine Weapon and the Boxing with the Black Tiger
The spear grew longer and longer behind Monk Liu's belly.

The extended gun body had been completely dyed red, and blood was dripping down the gun barrel and the gun tip, forming a winding stream.

Monk Liu followed the gun barrel, held the knife high, and strode forward. He felt no pain at all, as if the gun barrel was not piercing his stomach, and the blood flowing was not his own.

On and off the stage, inside and outside the venue, everyone was shocked by Monk Liu's bravery. Wang Heihu's heart was pounding, and he was glad that he didn't do anything stupid.

Fang Wei's eyebrows trembled, and he tried to shake the spear. However, Monk Liu was hanging on the spear, and even though there was a trace of pain on his face, Fang Wei couldn't lift it at all!
If Monk Liu had not been so determined, and had planned to charge forward with the spear tucked under his armpit, Fang Wei would have had a hundred ways to get rid of the spear and seriously injure the enemy.

However, he let the spear pass through his intestines, and used his entire body to press down on the spear and rush forward. Fang Wei had never encountered such an action in his life, and had never thought of how to crack it!

Seeing that Monk Liu was approaching, with his long sword raised high, his eyes wide open, blood oozing from his lips, and his face ferocious, Fang Wei, who had been fighting all his life, suddenly felt a little timid.

He subconsciously pushed his foot against the spear, causing the entire spear to fly out, completely piercing through Monk Liu's belly, leaving a large hole. As he retreated, he lost balance and fell to the ground. He didn't even have time to stand up, and he fell backwards on the stage with his hands alternating with his buttocks.

Seeing Monk Liu running towards him with his hands covering his stomach, the cold edge of his long sword clearly visible, Fang Wei was thinking that the game was over, but then he saw Monk Liu stagger and finally fall down helplessly, and the long sword chopped down, right between Fang Wei's legs.

Fang Wei was so frightened that he split his legs. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the long knife fall three inches between his legs.

Fortunately, he is old and weak, and no longer as vigorous as he was in his youth, otherwise he would have been beheaded.

He struggled to stand up and saw that everyone in the audience was staring at him. He thought that the embarrassment he had just experienced was seen by the entire Panlong Town, and that his reputation of several decades had been ruined in an instant. He couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry, and his face flushed.

Fang Wei looked at Monk Liu lying on the ground and said through gritted teeth:

"Good, good you, Monk Liu!"

Monk Liu lay on the ground, trying hard to raise his head, revealing a bloody smile:
"What a pity... only one step away..."

No one knew what kind of pain he went through as he ran along the gun barrel, but just looking at the blood that almost covered half of the platform, if it were someone else, they would have collapsed long ago.

But in this way, even if the sign of Tieyimen is taken down, people in Panlong Town will still remember that there was a martial arts school that practiced Tiebushan, and the owner of the school was a bit fierce.

And after watching the scene just now, they would no longer think that Fang Wei, who was being chased and crawling, was so invincible with his spear.

Fang Wei had dominated Panlong Town for decades, and now he was so embarrassed that his beard was shaking with anger.

He looked at Monk Liu who was gasping for breath, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly raised his leg and stepped hard on his head!
"Master!"

"How dare you, old thief!"

"The competition is over!"

There were cries of surprise from the audience, and everyone from the Iron Armor Gate wanted to go on stage to rescue him, but it was too late.

Fang Wei, with blood rushing to his head, was about to step down when he suddenly heard a strange whirring sound in his ears.

The alertness he had developed from decades of martial arts training suddenly rose up, and he subconsciously stood on one leg and abruptly retracted his legs.

An axe with a bone handle as shiny as jade drew an arc, almost sticking to the soles of his feet, and flew onto the stage, then stuck into the floor with a bang, creating a large hole.

Fang Wei was shocked and felt scared. If he hadn't retracted his leg in time, his entire calf would have been cut off!

"Who dares to attack me?"

Fang Wei turned around and shouted angrily.

A slender figure leaped onto the platform.

The man who came had a handsome face and an awe-inspiring demeanor. He was wearing a black suit that made him look capable and neat. It was Xie Yuan.

He ignored Fang Wei, lowered his head to check on Monk Liu, helped him cover his wound, and asked Huo Da, Lu Hong and others to come up quickly to help Monk Liu stop the bleeding.

Monk Liu's eyes were no longer clear. He waited for his disciples to frantically treat his wounds. He looked at Xie Yuan's blurry shadow and said slowly:
"Which one are you?"

"Master Liu, I'm Xie Yuan."

Xie Yuan held Monk Liu's hand with admiration in his eyes.

This is a real man. "Xie Yuan... why are you here?"

Monk Liu looked enlightened yet somewhat confused.

Xie Yuan smiled and said:
"Master Liu, you didn't say you would give up my identity, did you? I am still a core disciple of the Iron Clothes Sect. If there is something going on in the martial arts hall, I will naturally come back to take a look."

"Oh, it's good to be back, it's good to be back..."

Monk Liu was already somewhat fuzzy, but a smile appeared on his face:

"Look, our Tieyi Sect has obviously trained outstanding disciples who can all go to Longteng Escort Agency..."

"Of course. Master Liu taught me well. Not only can I work in the escort agency to pursue a bright future, but I can also help the master get rid of these enemies."

Xie Yuan nodded.

Monk Liu could no longer hear what he was saying, but Huo Da and the others were startled and said subconsciously:

"Thank you, Junior Brother. Don't be impulsive!"

"It's okay, Senior Brother Huo. I have already reached the second level of training, so it won't take much effort for me to deal with these two."

"what?"

"Two...two training!?"

When Huoda and the others heard this, they all opened their mouths wide, their faces filled with shock.

How long has Xie Yuan been at the escort agency, and he has already completed the second training? How is this possible?

If this wasn't the time to brag, they would have suspected that Xie Yuan was acting on impulse.

But seeing Xie Yuan's calm and determined expression, Huo Da and the others looked at each other in confusion.

Is this Longteng Escort Agency really a dragon gate where one can turn into a dragon once entering?
Several people carefully carried Monk Liu off the stage. Xie Yuan stood up and looked at Fang Wei, who had been waiting for a long time.

Fang Wei recognized Xie Yuan and looked at him for a long time, first at him and then at the axe under his feet.

Seeing Xie Yuan's solemn expression, Fang Wei, who had just heard the conversation, snorted coldly:

"Young man, you have great talent, don't make mistakes. However...

"If you really want to fight for Monk Liu, that's fine. I'll use your axe-handling skills as a prize."

In his eyes, Xie Yuan was an extremely talented young man, or it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a genius.

His axe skills are unique and his training speed is so fast. He has a bright future and is definitely not a hidden dragon that can be accommodated in a small place like Panlong Town.

But even if he cultivated faster, how long would it take for him to break through the second level? In this short period of time, even if he cultivated rapidly, his progress could not be compared with that of him who had accumulated for decades.

They are both second-level martial artists, how can the difference be between a breakthrough just made and a breakthrough made decades ago?
Fang Wei was already angry. If he hadn't coveted Xie Yuan's axe skills, he would have knocked him off the stage long ago.

Xie Yuan looked at him and shook his head:

"Axe skills? You are not worthy of it."

"What did you say?"

Fang Wei's face suddenly changed, but he saw Xie Yuan pointed at him, then pointed at the audience, and then said loudly:

"I am Xie Yuan, a core disciple of the Iron Armor Sect. I would like to learn sword skills from the Divine Weapon Sect and discuss boxing with the Black Tiger Fist Sect. I hope that Sect Masters Fang and Wang will be willing to teach me!

"Please both of you come up together."

(End of this chapter)