Gu Long: Dominating the Martial Arts World Starting from Transmigrating as A Fei

Although Ah Fei had clearly seen through the two men's martial arts moves, he was not prepared to make a move.

The reason for this was that the two men's target was Xuanyuan Sanguang, and they didn't owe Xuanyuan Sanguang anything.

Xuanyuan Sanguang is clearly broke now and can't get any benefits from him.

Ah Fei wouldn't bother with things that were neither beneficial nor troublesome.

Moreover, it's a good opportunity to see how Xuanyuan Sanguang will respond, to probe his background, and to see if it's worthwhile to befriend him.

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Sanguang, who had been in a daze, let out a loud shout and sent both of his fists flying out.

With two loud bangs, the two of them were sent flying!

With just two casual punches, Xuanyuan Sanguang repelled the two attackers.

Those ruthless and cunning moves seemed to have no effect on him at all.

The middle-aged man flew out of the inn like a kite with a broken string, fell far down, and appeared to be lifeless.

The gaunt old man flipped in mid-air and landed on the ground, miraculously managing to stand firmly on the stake.

But his already withered face looked even worse now.

Xuanyuan Sanguang laughed loudly:

"Well, you little bastard, you've got some skills after all."

The gaunt old man snorted coldly and said nothing.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Sanguang's eyes gleamed with smugness, and he laughed:

"Will you bet with me now?"

The gaunt old man gritted his teeth and uttered only one word:

"bet!"

Along with the word, fragments of his internal organs were also ejected.

Xuanyuan Sanguang's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he laughed:

"I bet this punch is enough to kill you. If you don't, feel free to use your ghostly claws to make as many holes as you want in my throat."

The withered old man's tightly closed mouth revealed a bitter smile as he said:

"I lost!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he could no longer suppress the blood rising in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsing to the ground.

Xuanyuan Sanguang jumped off the table and muttered:

"How boring! I don't want to kill anyone, but these bastards insist on killing me."

"I'm eager to gamble, but these bastards just won't gamble with me."

He then turned to look at Ah Fei and smiled:

"Your kid's the funniest; he can gamble with me!"

"How about we play two more rounds?"

As he spoke, a glint of light appeared in his eyes.

Afei shook his head, about to speak, when he suddenly heard a voice slowly say from outside the inn:

"I'll gamble with you!"

Although the voice wasn't loud, everyone in the inn heard it clearly, as if it were being spoken right next to their ear.

The voice was authoritative and carried a solemn and intimidating power, as if issuing a command, and the speaker had obviously been in a superior position for a long time.

Xuanyuan Sanguang's laughter abruptly stopped, as if it had been cut off by a knife.

Xuanyuan Sanguang had his back to the door and didn't turn around.

He sensed a sharp killing intent approaching, and if he made a move, he would lose the initiative.

Afei noticed that Xuanyuan Sanguang was being targeted by murderous intent, but no one else at the scene was affected by it.

It is evident that the newcomer's martial arts skills have reached an extremely high level, with each movement controlled and released with effortless ease.

Afei turned his head and saw a gaunt Taoist priest with a high bun made of black hairpin, white socks and a blue robe, slowly walking into the door as the voice spoke.

He gripped the hilt of the sword hanging at his left waist with his right hand; the sword was already drawn.

A sharp sword aura pressed down on them!

The title "Ancient Martial Arts Chronicles" popped up in front of Afei's eyes.

[Master Shenxi detected; sword technique detected: Emei Sword Technique; analysis to begin.]

As the signature martial art of the Emei Sect, the Emei sword technique is not only sharp and fierce, but also elegant and unique.

It combines the Taoist philosophy of "overcoming strength with softness" with the graceful movements of women's martial arts.

This is also why the majority of disciples under the Emei sect are women.

The Taoist priest in front of me was actually the leader of the Emei Sect.

But why would he, as the head of a faction, come here?

Xuanyuan Sanguang slowly said:

"Is that Master Shenxi, the head of the Emei Sect?"

Master Shenxi said in a deep voice:

"How did you know that I was a poor Taoist priest?"

Xuanyuan Sanguang laughed loudly:

"If it weren't for the sect leader or master of a particular school, who could possess such majestic sword energy!"

Master Shenxi slowly said:

"Mr. Xuanyuan, you are truly remarkable!"

Xuanyuan Sanguang suddenly stopped laughing and said:

"However, Daoist Master, you haven't even entered the sect yet, but you've already drawn your sword. Aren't you afraid of losing your status as the sect leader?"

Master Shenxi remained expressionless and coldly said:

"Facing the world-renowned Master Xuanyuan, I cannot help but be extra careful."

Xuanyuan Sanguang shouted:

"If you intend to gamble with someone, why is your killing intent so strong?"

Master Shenxi said in a deep voice:

"Mr. Xuanyuan has probably forgotten that he once forced my disciple to gamble with you, causing her to lose an important token."

"She couldn't bear the humiliation and committed suicide. Shouldn't I settle this score with you, sir?"

As he spoke, his words already carried a hint of anger.

Xuanyuan Sanguang laughed heartily:

"So you were after that fierce, horrible old woman, and you actually chased me all the way to the gates of Luoyang."

"That bastard is unreasonable and won't let it go. I couldn't stand it, so I challenged her to a bet. She lost, so she gave me this little card."

As he spoke, Xuanyuan Sanguang took out a jade plaque.

The jade plaque is exquisitely carved, with the character "令" (command) engraved on it.

Lianxing, who had been watching the show intently, had a glint in her beautiful eyes and chuckled softly:

"Sect Leader's Token? Interesting!"

It turned out that the Emei disciple had lost such an important item and, feeling ashamed and indignant, had committed suicide.

For a sect, seeing the token is like seeing the sect leader; its significance cannot be overstated.

No wonder Master Shenxi personally chased after them here.

Master Shenxi frowned and said:

"The moral failings of my disciples are due to my lack of strict discipline; it is indeed my fault."

"But this matter is an internal affair of our sect, and I will handle it myself. Mr. Xuanyuan has overstepped his bounds."

Xuanyuan Sanguang laughed loudly:

"Besides this little plaque, it seems you also want me to pay for your worthless disciple's life?"

Master Shenxi slowly shook his head and said:

"This humble Taoist is not here for revenge. Apart from retrieving the token, I only hope to get an explanation from Master Xuanyuan."

Xuanyuan Sanguang gave a disdainful "tsk" and said:

"I don't care what you say, let's make a bet. If you win, you can do whatever you want."

Master Shenxi nodded and said:

"That's exactly right."

After uttering those four words, Xuan Yuan San Guang's smile vanished, and he said in a deep voice:

"But I don't know what the length of the note is?"

Master Shenxi solemnly said:

"I have staked my life on this."

Xuanyuan Sanguang shook his head and said:

"No, this kind of betting is too easy on you!"

Master Shenxi said coldly:

"I became a monk at the age of six and now hold the position of head of Emei, one of the seven major sects of our time."

"I have 2,732 disciples across three generations, all of whom obey my commands."

"Even other sects have to give me face."

He spoke sternly and angrily:

"Is my life not even worth the sect leader's jade talisman?"

Xuanyuan Sanguang said:

"Your life is precious, but unfortunately, it's useless to my family."

"If you win back the token, not only will a certain faction have to listen to you, but it will also uphold the prestige of your Emei Holy Land and enhance your own reputation!"

He burst into loud laughter:

"If we calculate it that way, isn't that company suffering a huge loss?"

Master Shenxi sneered:

"I'm afraid you have no choice but to gamble now."

Xuanyuan Sanguang laughed strangely:

"If I don't want to gamble, can't I just leave? Can you stop me?"

Master Shenxi remained silent for a long while, then slowly said:

"What does Your Excellency wish to do?"

Xuanyuan Sanguang's eyes gleamed, and he said:

"Unless you produce something that can rival the sect leader's token."

Master Shenxi frowned and said:

"What exactly do you want, sir?"

Xuanyuan Sanguang slowly said:

"This is something that you possess, something that only you in the whole world have."

He suddenly raised his voice and said sternly:

"This is your position as sect leader!"