Wuxia Across the Heavens: I Collect Side Effects

He hasn't had a proper fight in a long time. Fighting alone isn't enough to give him a good time. Teaming up with five people will be a good opportunity for him to stretch his muscles.

Before the five elders of Kongtong could make a move, Su Xin flashed forward and charged straight at them with a powerful Vajra Fist, its force fierce and relentless.

The five elders of Kongtong dared not take the attack head-on, and quickly dispersed, each unleashing their Seven Injury Fist. The five forces intertwined and attacked Su Xin.

Su Xin stood firmly in place like a pillar of strength, unleashing punch after punch with such force that the five men could not get close and could only dodge in a sorry state.

After only a dozen or so rounds, the Five Elders of Kongtong gradually became exhausted, and the color in their faces grew paler and paler.

They already suffered from internal injuries and damaged meridians due to their forced practice of the Seven Injury Fist.

Now, being repeatedly impacted by Su Xin's powerful internal energy, along with the hidden injuries and malevolent energy, is like a trigger.

The hidden injuries were instantly triggered, and their ferocity was also aroused. Their faces turned ashen, and a trace of blood even spilled from the corners of their mouths.

Seeing this, Su Xin slowly withdrew his fist, a smile on his face, and bowed slightly to the five people: "Thank you for your humility."

The five elders of Kongtong turned pale and then red, feeling both ashamed and angry, yet helpless.

Even if the five of them joined forces, they were no match for Su Xin. Staying would only bring more humiliation.

The group exchanged glances, hurriedly bowed to Zhang Sanfeng, and, not daring to linger, led the disciples of the Kongtong Sect away from Zixiao Palace in a dejected manner.

What are we staying for?

Are we supposed to stay here and be ridiculed and mocked by other sects?

Watching the five elders of Kongtong leave in a disheveled state, the people in the hall were once again in an uproar. The previous mockery and disdain were no longer present in their gazes toward Su Xin; instead, they were replaced by shock and fear.

This young man actually possesses such formidable strength that even the combined might of the Five Elders of Kongtong are no match for him!

Su Xin, however, was still not satisfied. The excitement on his face had not yet faded. His eyes swept around the hall and finally landed on the Kunlun Sect members.

Since his debut, he had never fought against anyone from the Kunlun Sect. Now that the Five Elders of Kongtong had been defeated and fled, it would be a good opportunity to practice against the Kunlun Sect.

He Taichong felt Su Xin's gaze and his heart tightened, but he refused to show weakness.

He is the leader of the Kunlun Sect, the renowned Iron Qin Master in the martial arts world. How could he show weakness in front of everyone?

Moreover, he had his wife, Ban Shuxian, by his side. With the two of them working together, their strength would greatly increase. He didn't believe he would lose to a mere kid.

So, He Taichong pulled Ban Shuxian aside and they walked forward together. The two stood side by side, staring intently at Su Xin, and said in unison in a deep voice, "Kunlun He Taichong!"

"Kunlun Ban Shuxian!"

"I've come to offer my guidance!"

Upon seeing this, Su Xin's face broke into a hearty smile, his tone excited: "Perfect timing! I'd love to test my skills against the Kunlun School and see what Mr. Tieqin is capable of!"

At this moment, Kongwen and Kongxing exchanged another glance, a hint of certainty flashing in their eyes.

Su Xin's martial arts must have originated from the Fire-Worker Monk. His violent aura was exactly the same as that of the Fire-Worker Monk back then. However, Su Xin's internal strength was more profound and his moves were more exquisite. He had obviously carried forward the Fire-Worker Monk's martial arts.

Thinking of this, the two became even more wary and secretly prepared to deal with the situation.

Standing in the Emei Sect's ranks, Ji Xiaofu watched Su Xin's figure, a faint smile unconsciously curving her lips, inwardly sighing:

Half a year later, his martial arts skills had improved significantly. The spirited young man of yesteryear had grown to such a level.

The once cautious young man is now capable of defeating a sect leader in a fair and square fight.

Zhang Sanfeng, sitting in the main seat, looked at Su Xin with great interest, his eyes full of admiration and curiosity.

In his eyes, Su Xin was just a boy who was not yet fully mature, but this boy possessed profound internal strength and superb martial arts skills far exceeding those of his peers. Even he himself could not match this talent and strength when he was young.

He was increasingly looking forward to sparring with this young man and seeing just how many tricks he had up his sleeve.

Moreover, he also vaguely sensed that Su Xin had not yet used his full strength.

Just as He Taichong and Ban Shuxian had already taken their stances and were about to fight Su Xin, a figure stepped out from the Shaolin group first. It was none other than Abbot Kongwen of Shaolin.

He clasped his hands together, his expression still solemn, his gaze fixed on Su Xin, his tone carrying a hint of inquiry and gravity: "Amitabha, young brother, please wait. This old monk has a question, and I would be grateful if you could enlighten me. May I ask who your martial arts master is?"

As soon as Kong Wen finished speaking, the hall fell silent, and everyone's eyes were once again focused on Su Xin.

Everyone was curious about the background of this young man who was so powerful at such a young age. He had mastered several Shaolin martial arts techniques so well and even had a unique and violent aura about him.

Upon hearing this, Su Xin raised an eyebrow slightly, pondered for a moment, and then smiled faintly, saying frankly, "My name is Su Xin. As for my martial arts lineage, I wouldn't say. My main martial art is the Thousand Spider Poison Hand, which I learned at Wangpan Mountain."

"The Thousand Spider Poison Hand?" Kong Wen frowned even more deeply, his eyes filled with even greater doubt.

"Since you specialize in the Thousand Spider Poison Hand, young brother, where did the Vajra Fist you used in the fight just now come from? This is a unique skill of Shaolin. If you are not a Shaolin disciple or have been taught by a Shaolin successor, it would be extremely difficult to master it to such a high level."

Faced with Kong Wen's questioning, Su Xin remained calm and his smile unchanged. He said casually, "Master, you are overthinking it. The Vajra Fist, Vajra Finger, and Vajra Subduing Demon Divine Power are all secret manuals that I obtained by chance and cultivated on my own. They were not taught by Shaolin, nor were they guided by any Shaolin disciples."

Upon hearing this, Kong Wen's expression grew even more solemn, clearly indicating that he did not believe Su Xin's explanation.

In his view, these three martial arts are all top-notch Shaolin skills, with exquisite moves and even more secretive methods of internal energy circulation. Without a master or a specialist to guide you, it would be impossible to master them to such a high level with just a manual, let alone bring out their fierce power to the fullest extent and give them a unique charm.

Master Kongxing, who was already impatient, could no longer contain himself. He stepped forward, his gaze sharp as he stared at Su Xin, his tone accusatory and urgent: "Don't talk nonsense! These three martial arts cannot be mastered simply by relying on secret manuals! Tell me honestly, what is your relationship with the Fire-Worker Monk who betrayed Shaolin back then? Are you his disciple?"

The words of emptiness are like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand waves.