While writing a diary at Zongwu, Wang Yuyan falls in love with someone else.

You must understand, transferring your inner power to someone else isn't something just anyone can do. Without special techniques, even a celestial being can't do it!

When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out; all their martial arts skills will dissipate as well. This is common knowledge in martial arts.

Otherwise, if each generation continues, each faction will only snowball and become stronger, and the entire martial arts world will have long been in chaos. Wouldn't the Central Region be turned upside down by fighting?

Therefore, the probability of receiving instruction from a master is extremely small.

This future son-in-law is truly blessed!

Even with Zhao Tianhao's composure, he couldn't help but feel envious at this moment.

Thinking about how his ten years of arduous practice were not as valuable as someone else's single stroke of luck, he felt like shedding a tear of bitterness.

Needless to say, Zhao Mengjiao, standing to the side, was consumed by jealousy so intense it nearly blinded her.

Having resolved Zhao Tianhao's doubts, Jiang Sishui chatted with him as they climbed the mountain.

Unlike before, their relationship has now become one of equality, and Jiang Sishui no longer has to be inferior to him.

At the same time, he openly displayed his relationship with Zhao Qiying, without any need for concealment or fear of obstacles.

All these changes stem from confidence in one's strength.

Zhao Tianhao hadn't objected before, and now he was even less likely to play the villain, so he naturally let the two young people do as they pleased.

As a result, the two men, one tall and one short, found themselves getting along very well.

Actually, having seized the opportunity at Leigu Mountain, the best choice would have been to simply descend the mountain and leave, avoiding this "whirlpool."

As for Ding Chunqiu, he could have been killed a few days later.

However, Jiang Sishui had received a great favor from Wuyazi and had accepted the leadership ring of the Xiaoyao Sect, so naturally she could not sit idly by and watch Su Xinghe and other disciples die at the hands of Ding Chunqiu.

So he's still going to the "Zhenlong Chess Tournament" today!

As for how to get there, that's another question that needs to be considered.

Is it to show one's true colors, go up the mountain openly and honestly, and stand up for Su Xinghe and others?

Doing this is impressive, but isn't it just telling everyone that he got a great deal of benefits from Leigu Mountain?

After all, he was just an ordinary person with no internal energy last night.

At that time, some people will definitely be jealous and cause him trouble.

Putting everything else aside, Kumārajīva, who had been struck by his sword, would not let the matter rest.

Alternatively, they could conceal their identities, sneak up the mountain, and offer assistance as outsiders when necessary.

This might not cause too much trouble for the time being, but secrets rarely stay hidden forever, and his gains at Leigushan will eventually be exposed.

At that time, not only would they have lost their edge for nothing, but they would also have damaged the reputation of the Free and Unfettered Sect.

It's really not good to hear that the dignified leader of the Free and Unfettered Sect is so timid and afraid of this and that.

With that thought in mind, Jiang Sishui no longer hesitated.

He realized that he was just too used to being overly cautious and hesitant, which was actually completely unnecessary.

With the "Sun Shadow Golden Wheel" protecting you, why think so much?

Just go up and do it!

Not only was he unafraid of others' attacks, but he also forcefully killed the traitor Ding Chunqiu in front of all the heroes, demonstrating the prestige of the Xiaoyao Sect!

If even becoming a sect leader requires hiding one's face and keeping a low profile, how can one talk about achieving hegemony?

At this moment, Jiang Sishui strengthened her belief in being a hero.

……

The chessboard is carved on a large stone wall, with crisscrossing lines and black and white pieces that are all sparkling and shiny, with more than a hundred pieces on each side.

Two people were sitting on two large blue stones not far away.

One is Su Xinghe, and the other is Shen Lang.

Surrounding them were hundreds of heroes who had come to attend the gathering.

Of course, this doesn't mean that only these people came to Leigushan. It's just that considering the large number of people and the potential for overcrowding, many people were ushered down early this morning.

Only those whose identity, status, or strength are recognized can go up to watch the game.

This is precisely why Zhao Tianhao only brought his two daughters up with him.

Su Xinghe made a move with a black piece, then suddenly raised his eyebrows, as if he had seen a strange and urgent change in the game.

Shen Lang held a white piece in his hand, but hesitated and did not make a move.

At this moment, Jiang Sishui and the other three walked up calmly.

Most people present were watching the game between Su Xinghe and Shen Lang, but some still turned to look.

A ferocious glint flashed across Kumārajīva's face as he stepped forward to block the way.

075 Kumārajīva: This humble monk's skin is impervious to swords and spears.

Zhao Tianhao was a seasoned veteran; he could tell at a glance that the Tibetan monk before him had ill intentions. He gripped the hilt of his sword with his right hand and asked in a deep voice, "Master, where do you come from?"

With his hands clasped together and a smile on his face, Kumārajīva, looking dignified and solemn, said, "This humble monk Kumārajīva, is this Chief Escort Zhao of the Central Plains Escort Agency?"

Zhao Tianhao returned the greeting with his sword in hand: "It is indeed I, Zhao. May I ask what brings you here, Master?"

Kumārajīva glanced at Jiang Sishui, his brows furrowing slightly.

Just now, as soon as he recognized Jiang Sishui, he was filled with anger and jumped out impatiently, but he did not notice the change in him.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that Jiang Sishui moved with a light step, radiant with health, and possessed an aura that made him feel a sense of pressure.

"Strange, how come he has internal energy again?"

Kumārajīva was filled with doubt and suspicion, even wondering if he had misjudged Jiang Sishui last night.

However, considering Jiang Sishui's sword strike last night, it cannot be ruled out that he possesses some kind of extremely skillful disguise, and is actually skilled in martial arts.

"So what if he has martial arts skills? At most, he's a grandmaster. What do I have to fear?"

With this thought in mind, Kumārajīva felt much more at ease and looked at Jiang Sishui, saying, "This benefactor and I are truly destined to meet. May I speak with you privately so that I may express my gratitude for your 'kindness' last night?"

Favor?

Zhao Tianhao and his two daughters looked over in confusion. Could this monk be here to reminisce about old times?

Jiang Sishui, however, knew that Kumārajīva was being sarcastic, and couldn't help but laugh.

When they first arrived at the mountain, Zhao Qiying taught Jiang Sishui a basic skill for concealing his breath. Jiang Sishui learned it and used it immediately, which is why Kumozhi couldn't discern his level of skill.

Did they think he was an easy target?

too late!

When Kumārajīva heard Jiang Sishui's laughter, he felt a sharp pain in his ears and became even angrier, but he remained outwardly calm and maintained his polite smile.

He invited again, "Esteemed benefactor, please follow me."

Jiang Sishui asked with a smile, "Master said that I have done you a favor, but I didn't know about that?"

Kumārajīva sighed, "Alas, you are truly a person of high status with a short memory. How could you have forgotten what happened just last night?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his right arm, revealing a half-foot-long bloodstain, and said, "Isn't this thanks to you, benefactor? I will always remember this kindness and gratitude."

Upon seeing this, Zhao Tianhao and the other two instinctively looked at Kumārajīva's injured right arm.

However, just as their attention was diverted, a sword rang out with a "whoosh," and Jiang Sishui's longsword was already drawn, its tip thrusting forward with incredible speed!

bite--

With a soft sound, the sword trembled slightly, as if it had been struck by some kind of force.

"Breaking air style!"

Zhao Qiying's pupils contracted, realizing that Jiang Sishui had been attacked, and she immediately drew her sword.

"What a cunning and shameless Tibetan monk!"

Zhao Tianhao was furious, but he reacted even faster. He drew his Seven Star Sword and unleashed a slash of sword energy, mercilessly slashing straight at Kumārajīva's face.

Kumārajīva did not engage in the attack. As he retreated hastily, he stared intently at Jiang Sishui, his expression still showing surprise.

Just then, a timid voice said, "Ah, it's our temple's 'Formless Finger of Calamity'! Brother Wuhua, how come this master also knows our Shaolin's unique skills?"

Those who were watching the game had already been alerted by the commotion. Upon hearing the voice, they looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the speaker was a young monk with an extremely ugly appearance.

It was Xu Zhu.

Beside Xu Zhu stood a young monk dressed in a moon-white robe, with bright, sparkling eyes, red lips and white teeth, and a face as beautiful as a young girl.

His expression was gentle and refined, and his temperament was otherworldly and elegant, forming a stark contrast with Xu Zhu beside him.

The two monks, one ugly and one beautiful, were like two extremes.

This person is none other than Wu Hua, one of the most outstanding young talents of Shaolin Temple.

Upon hearing Xu Zhu's words, Wu Hua frowned slightly and sighed, "They're just people who fight and compete, what's the big deal? Why bother with all that?"

His tone was gentle, carrying a sense of compassion for humanity. After speaking, he looked away, as if unwilling to let the fighting and killing of the world taint his eyes.

Xu Zhu scratched the back of his head sheepishly and said "Oh" in embarrassment.