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

Long Xiaoyun smiled and embraced his son, Long Xiaoyun, who was welcoming him.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, he seemed to suddenly notice Ah Fei and came forward.

He said with a loud laugh:

"Brother Fei, we have a distinguished guest today. Let me introduce you."

Long Xiaoyun turned around and invited the leader of the five monks forward, then said to Afei:

"This is Master Xinmei, the second junior brother of Master Xinhu, the abbot of Shaolin Temple."

Ah Fei looked the monk up and down.

The man's beard and eyebrows were completely white, appearing like silver threads in the morning light.

But his face was still fair with a hint of red, and red with a hint of white.

His eyes were bright and piercing, exuding authority.

He clasped his hands together, with a string of bronze Buddhist prayer beads resting between his thumb and forefinger.

The two hands clasped together were as thick as a door panel, clearly indicating that the "Mighty Vajra Palm" technique had been mastered to perfection.

"Amitabha!"

He chanted the Buddha's name with his heart and eyebrows and bowed to Ah Feixing.

His gaze was fixed on Ah Fei's face. He smiled and said:

"Tan Yue has such a handsome appearance; he is truly a hero among young men. He is a force to be reckoned with."

He kept praising it, as if he were truly a guest today.

Ah Fei, however, was not very polite to him.

He nodded slightly and said calmly:

"You're right, my biggest advantage is that I'm younger than you."

Ah Fei had never had a good impression of monks who liked to show off their mysterious ways.

Besides, these people came to seek revenge.

Long Xiaoyun's expression froze; he hadn't expected A Fei to speak so rudely.

He quickly smiled apologetically at Xinmei:

"Please don't take offense, Master. My brother is new to the business and speaks his mind. Please forgive him."

Xinmei still had a smiling face and said:

"It's alright. A young man's words are sharp as swords, and this old monk can still handle them."

Afei stopped talking to him and instead turned his gaze to Nangong Ling, who was on the other side of Long Xiaoyun.

Long Xiaoyun had already ushered Nangong Ling to the front, and then said:

"This is the new leader of the Beggars' Sect, the number one gang in the world today, Nangong Ling, the leader of the Beggars' Sect."

Nangong Ling clasped his hands in a fist salute to A Fei and said in a nonchalant tone:

"My friend is treating."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, he fell silent.

But his eyes were fixed on A-Fei without blinking, and there seemed to be some suspicion in his eyes.

They seemed to doubt how someone so young could possess such extraordinary martial arts skills.

Long Xiaoyun coughed awkwardly twice, pointed at A Fei, and said to Xinmei and Nangong Ling:

"This is my little brother, Ah Fei, whom I mentioned to you two before."

However, the two of them already knew this from him.

Today, Afei has changed into a moon-white long robe.

The color makes one feel as if they are standing under the cool moonlight, and the clothes have a unique hue with a light blue tinge.

It has both the tranquility of blue and the elegance of white.

Inside was a navy blue fitted short outfit.

Nangong Ling stared at Afei for a long time, still harboring some doubts.

He doubted whether the boy could really kill the White Jade Demon.

Nangong Ling spoke first:

"Our gang is here today because we received a report from one of our members."

"My martial uncle, Bai Yumo, and four of his five-bag disciples were murdered outside the pass a few days ago."

"I came as soon as I received the news. I heard this matter is related to you, is it or isn't it?"

Although his words were polite, his blunt questions carried a hidden sense of domineering.

Ah Fei didn't try to explain, but he also didn't answer the question directly.

He smiled and asked in return:

"You're saying Bai Yumo is your martial uncle?"

Nangong Ling frowned, but still answered:

"Indeed, it is our sect's senior martial uncle."

Ah Fei continued:

"Then your 'Beggars' Clan' is quite remarkable, since the clan leader's uncle is committing all sorts of evil deeds."

"It is said that he boasted about the rape and murder of seventeen poor young girls as his proudest achievement."

"Such a villain deserves to be killed by everyone. Isn't his death well-deserved? Shouldn't our fellow martial artists applaud and cheer?"

Instead of answering Nangong Ling's question directly, he revealed the sins committed by Bai Yumo.

In this way, even if Nangong Ling intended to cause trouble, she would have no valid reason to do so.

Nangong Ling's expression froze, and she felt annoyed.

However, he cannot make a direct move.

He knew that Bai Yumo had only himself to blame.

But he absolutely could not let this matter go so easily.

Nangong Ling had only recently become the gang leader, and his position was not yet secure.

Many of the older members of the gang had complaints about him and did not obey his discipline.

So he sought out Bai Yumo, the former gang leader's junior brother, to back him up.

Seeing Ren Ci's death, Bai Yumo felt it was time to return to the world. Nangong Ling happened to invite him, so the two hit it off immediately.

Unexpectedly, he never returned after going beyond the Great Wall.

Bai Yumo was invited by Nangong Lingli against all odds. If he doesn't avenge his uncle, his prestige within the gang will surely be damaged.

His position as gang leader is now even more precarious.

There was another reason why Nangong Ling couldn't make a move: a good friend was watching from the shadows.

Although that friend contacted him because he was investigating a case.

But he also wanted to use his friend's reputation to solidify his position in the Beggars' Sect.

Therefore, he couldn't do anything that would offend his friend.

You should know that this person is the one who loves to stand up for the weak.

"Amitabha!"

After listening to Afei's account of the White Jade Demon's deeds, Xinmei uttered a Buddhist chant.

Then he began to recite Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.

Afei looked at Xinmei, smiled, and said in a deep voice:

"It seems the master also considers the White Jade Demon to be cruel. If you were to encounter such a villain, what would you do?"

Xinmei sighed deeply, knowing that Afei's words were deliberately meant to provoke her.

He did not want to see the Shaolin and Beggars' Sect join forces against him.

But since Shaolin prides itself on being righteous, it certainly can't say that Ah Fei is wrong.

Therefore, he could only remain silent.

Nangong Ling's face turned pale and then red. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Our gang has long since expelled Bai Yumo from our ranks. We are not here on official business today."

After weighing the pros and cons, he decided to take action, but it seemed that the Beggars' Sect's power was no longer needed.

Nangong Ling waved to the disciples behind her and said:

"You can all leave now."

The seven or eight Beggars' Sect disciples behind him quickly dispersed.

Nangong Ling turned back to look at Afei and said:

"Now, I am just Nangong Ling, not the leader of the 'Beggars' Clan'."

Before he finished speaking, two short swords suddenly flew out of his sleeve.

The two short swords in Nangong Lingxiu's sleeve can be used to perform eight different weapon techniques, including the acupoint striking, the judge's pen, and the water-splitting stab, making them a unique skill in the martial arts world.

But no one knew that the "Thirteen Strike Strike of Gale" technique he used with those short swords was even more deadly.

Even the late Ren Ci, the former leader of the Beggars' Sect, seemed to be slightly inferior to him in martial arts.

At that moment, his two short swords flew out of his hands and shot straight into A-Fei's eyes.