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Chapter 269 Punching the Shaolin Retirement Home, Making the Free and Unfettered Sect Great Again

Wu Yazi: "..."

Do you really use your power if you have it?

But now that his leg has just healed, he is still incredibly moved.

Therefore, Wu Yazi bowed his head and clasped his hands in greeting.

"I've met the leader."

Roger nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, it seems you haven't forgotten the sect's rules."

He paused, then his tone suddenly became serious:
"Next, I will gather the members of the Free and Unfettered Sect."

"Come with me to the Shaolin Temple and help out."

Upon hearing this, Wu Yazi immediately asked:

"What are we going to do?"

Roger smiled and said, "I want to challenge Shaolin to a duel."

……

A few days later, Wu Yazi instructed Su Xinghe to gather his disciples, the Eight Friends of Hangu, and sent someone on horseback to the Lingjiu Palace in Tianshan to deliver a letter to that senior sister.

In a short time, the previously fragmented Xiaoyao Sect was actually pieced back together.

Soon, everyone was fully prepared and embarked on their journey to Shaolin Temple in a grand procession.

The atmosphere was quite lively along the way.

As they walked, Xue Muhua, one of the Eight Friends of Hangu Pass, couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Master, how high is the seniority of this new sect leader?"

"How should we address him, sir?"

"Should I call him Sect Leader Uncle-Master or Sect Leader Grand Uncle-Master?"

Everyone was stunned by these words.

Su Xinghe remained silent for a few seconds, his eyes darting around:
"I'm not entirely sure about that either."

So, during a break, he quietly pulled his master, Wuyazi, aside and whispered:

"Master, how should we address the sect leader?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Yazi coughed lightly and said in a complicated tone:
"You can call him Master Uncle."

Su Xinghe was stunned.

What generational ranking is this?
Is he my martial uncle?

Su Xinghe did not recall his grandmaster having taken on such a disciple.

A thousand questions churned in his mind, but looking at Wu Yazi's expression, he could only silently accept this premise.

Actually, this story begins a few days ago.

Roger and Wuyazi once discussed the issue of seniority.

Roger said at the time, "Since your master Xiaoyaozi is gone, I will take a loss and let you take on the role of your master in accepting disciples and becoming a disciple of Xiaoyaozi."

Wu Yazi was completely distraught after hearing this.

Judging from Roger's appearance, if his master were still alive, he would probably be his senior uncle.

Roger remained calm, stating that the greater one's seniority, the heavier one's responsibilities.

He's so young to be Wuyazi's junior brother; he's truly responsible.

But no matter what.

In Wu Yazi's view, it was definitely a good thing that the Xiaoyao Sect had gained such an ancestor.

It can be said that the previously listless Xiaoyao Sect is about to become the strongest sect in the martial arts world again.

Indeed, it has made the Free and Unfettered Sect great again.

Roger was not lying.

Soon, Roger and his group entered the town and settled down to rest at an inn.

I had barely sat down when I heard a noisy discussion around me.

"Hey, have you heard? A few big things have happened in the martial arts world recently."

"Are you talking about the siege of Bright Peak by the six major sects?"

"How could I not know that?"

"The whole martial arts world in the Central Plains is talking about it now."

"Not only that, there was also the Mongol Yuan dynasty's kidnapping of the six major sects, and Shaolin's convening of a martial arts conference."

"Yes, yes, especially that Master Luo. He single-handedly saved the six major sects, and even the number one expert of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty, the Golden Wheel Monk, was sent flying with a single punch."

"It is said that the force of that punch was so strong that it tore the clouds in the sky in two."

Some people say he is a deity descended to earth.

"I heard that the government is searching for this person, hoping to seek immortality and enlightenment."

"Anyway, whoever it is, this Master Luo is now the number one person in the martial arts world."

Inside the inn, the people were talking animatedly, their tone filled with awe and admiration.

Roger sat in the corner, sipping tea and listening to the gossip, a slight smile playing on his lips.

I'm almost on par with senior figures like Master Zhang of Wudang. All that's missing is time to mature.

In a few years, I will be the undisputed master of martial arts.

Indeed, gold always shines.

Especially since Roger wasn't just about gold.

He is the sun!

No one could ignore his brilliance.

Just then, another group of martial arts practitioners began discussing the upcoming martial arts tournament:
"What do you think is the purpose of this martial arts tournament at Shaolin Temple?"

"I heard that they are going to elect a new leader of the martial arts alliance."

"I think that spot was reserved for Master Luo a long time ago."

"Who dares to compete with him?"

"Someone can create a mountain with just one punch."

"It's hard to say. I heard that Master Zhang from Wudang is also coming."

"That's a genuine deity."

"It is also said that senior members of the Huashan School, such as Mu Renqing and Feng Qingyang, whose names begin with the character 'Qing', have also received invitations."

"Those are all legendary figures in the martial arts world."

"This time, it's truly a gathering of heroes and a convergence of great events."

Roger listened to these words, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes:
"Is Zhang Sanfeng coming?"

"It seems this martial arts tournament is even more exciting than I imagined."

At this moment, Azi asked excitedly, "Brother-in-law, can you give a live demonstration of smashing the Shaolin Temple with one punch?"

Roger smiled and said, "No rush."

"Wait until they are all here."

"Let's start dismantling the temple again."

……

Soon, Roger and his group arrived at the entrance of Shaolin Temple in a grand procession.

The magnificent mountain gate soared into the clouds, and amidst the swirling incense smoke, the faint sounds of bells and chanting could be heard.

Roger, seeing this spectacle, smirked slightly.
"These monks are really rich."

Azi nodded in agreement: "Brother-in-law is right."

"How come the monks live so comfortably?"

"If you didn't know better, you'd think they were royalty."

"Even Tenryu-ji Temple isn't this exaggerated."

Just then, the temple bell rang out suddenly, and the gate slowly opened.

Then, Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin Temple led a group of eminent monks out slowly.

He stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and spoke solemnly:
“Amitabha, Benefactor Luo has finally arrived.”

"I have long admired your name, and it is truly an honor to see your face today."

Since not all the audience members had arrived, Roger did not immediately launch an attack. He simply smiled and said, "Master Xuanci, you are too kind."

"I'm just a busybody in the martial arts world."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Ci thought to himself:

If you were an ordinary person, there would be no strangers in the world.

But he still smiled and said, "Benefactor Luo, you are mistaken."

"You single-handedly resolved the Ming Cult's calamity, intimidated the Mongol cavalry, and rescued the heroes of the six major sects."

"Such righteous deeds are worthy of being called heroes of our time."

"The Wuliang Sword Sect is truly blessed to have such a disciple."

Roger smiled faintly upon hearing this: "Master, you misunderstand."

"I've long been a member of the Free and Unfettered Sect."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into silence.

Xuan Ci's smile froze for a moment.

"Xiaoyao Sect?"

As the abbot of Shaolin Temple, he naturally knew about this legendary, secluded sect.

That strength is comparable to that of Shaolin and Wudang.

However, it has long since disappeared from public view in recent years.

Unexpectedly, the person in front of me was from the Free and Unfettered Sect.

However, Xuan Ci thought this was normal.

After all, what kind of worthless dregs is the Wuliang Sword Sect?

Only a prestigious sect like the Free and Unfettered Sect could cultivate a figure like Roger.

(End of this chapter)