Martial Arts Crossover: I am the strongest demonic monk of Tianlong Temple

The sinister smile on the red-faced elder's face froze instantly!

Ah ~

He let out a piercing scream, his body unable to withstand the immense force.

He was sent flying backwards and crashed hard into a wall in the distance.

He immediately broke more than a dozen bones in his body, suffered severe internal injuries, and spat out a mouthful of blood as if it were free.

He tried to get up, but found that he couldn't even move a finger.

"Elder!"

Many disciples of the Great Wheel Temple couldn't help but shout, their faces filled with horror.

one move!

It was just one move, and many people didn't even see how this kid made his move!

This is an elder of the Great Wheel Temple, whose martial arts skills have reached the level of a first-class martial artist.

Even though he was a top-tier fighter at Dairinji Temple, he couldn't withstand a single move from his opponent and was crippled!

The scariest thing is that even if this kid started practicing martial arts from the womb, he's only been doing it for a little over ten years.

This is absolutely terrifying.

Everyone stared at Chen Mo in shock, as if he were a monster.

Bai Yu and the others were the same; they never expected their friend (their senior uncle) to be so powerful.

Chen Mo slowly withdrew his finger, still maintaining his calm and collected demeanor. "Now... can we talk properly?!"

"One-Finger Divine Skill?!"

King Kumārajīva's expression turned serious. "Indeed, his reputation is well-deserved!"

He gently stroked the prayer beads in his hand. "It seems that it is this strength that gives you enough confidence to dare to run wild at my Great Wheel Temple!"

His gaze swept over the red-faced elder, who had already been helped up by the temple disciples, and he continued, "However..."

"Elder Bacuo's strength is not bad, but it is only not bad."

Before he could finish speaking, four powerful auras suddenly rose from the four corners of the hall.

The four old monks, who had been meditating with their eyes closed, slowly opened them, their eyes flashing with a sharp light.

Chapter 14 Prize

Just as the four old monks locked onto Chen Mo, their fierce killing intent almost solidified, and a great battle was about to break out!

"The Tibetan king has arrived!"

A long announcement came from outside the hall, instantly breaking the tense atmosphere.

A Tibetan king named Tride Tsugten, dressed in a magnificent royal robe and wearing a golden crown, slowly walked into the Mingwang Hall, surrounded by a group of elite guards and high-ranking officials.

"what?!"

King Tridezuzan surveyed the scene in the hall. "Myo-wang, what's going on here?"

He came on a whim today, wanting to hear the essential teachings of the Buddha's teachings from King Kumārajīva.

I didn't expect the Mingwang Palace to be so lively; it seems the atmosphere between the two sides is a bit tense.

"Amitabha!"

Upon seeing this, King Kumārajīva rose and bowed with his palms together, saying, "I was unaware of the king's presence and have failed to greet you properly."

"We have some unexpected guests today, who are discussing Buddhist teachings and martial arts with Da Lun Temple."

"Oh?"

King Chidezuzan seemed to be deep in thought, “So it was a discussion about Buddhist teachings and martial arts. It’s true that it’s better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early.”

His gaze fell on Chen Mo and the others, and he asked with a smile, "The monks' robes of these masters are quite unique. May I ask where they come from?"

A red-robed lama stepped forward and respectfully reported, "Your Majesty, these are monks from Tianlong Temple in Dali."

"Tianlong Temple in Dali?!"

A glint flashed in the eyes of King Tridezuzan, and he immediately became extremely interested.

He had long heard that the Dali Kingdom was rich and prosperous, and that everyone lived in peace and contentment. He had long harbored the idea of ​​heading south to expand its territory.

Unfortunately, Dali has deployed a large number of troops and has a strong defense on its northwestern border in recent years, which has made it difficult for him to find a suitable opportunity.

Hearing that those monks were from Da Tianlong Temple, he was immediately invigorated.

They also know that the emperors of Dali throughout history usually chose to become monks at Tianlong Temple when they abdicated.

If we could take this opportunity to explore the depths of Tianlong Temple, wouldn't we be able to indirectly know the strength of the Dali Kingdom?

This is a golden opportunity!

King Tride Zuzan smiled warmly, “So it is the master from Tianlong Temple in Dali who has come from afar. I am sorry for my rudeness.”

"May I ask... what is this master's name?"

Chen Mo returned the greeting with his palms together, saying, "Amitabha, my Buddhist name is Benyan, I greet Your Majesty."

"Master Benyan".

King Tride Tsugten nodded and asked, "Master, what brings you to Tibet this time?"

"If you need my help, please speak freely."

Chen Mo smiled slightly, "Your Majesty, this humble monk has only come here to exchange martial arts techniques, and there is nothing else."

He was also a little surprised, not expecting to run into the Tibetan king during his visit to Dalun Temple.

I don't know if it was good luck or bad luck.

"Martial arts exchange?"

King Chidezuzan laughed heartily, "Interesting! I love watching different masters spar."

He glanced at the monks present and said, “But just exchanging skills is too boring. Let’s add some prizes.”

As he spoke, he gestured to the servants beside him to bring out a sandalwood treasure chest.

The moment the lid of the box was opened, the entire hall seemed to be illuminated with dazzling light.

Inside the box lay a translucent jade Buddha, its palm cradling a luminous pearl the size of a pigeon's egg, radiating a warm glow.

"This is a glass and jade Buddha statue presented as tribute from India. The Buddha statue is carved from a single piece of Hetian jade, and the pearl in its palm can shine at night."

King Chidezuzan laughed and said, "Since we have met by chance today, let's use this treasure as a prize."

"The winner... can take this jade Buddha away."

hiss!

The monks in the hall gasped in astonishment. Such a precious treasure was being offered as a prize; how incredibly extravagant!

At this moment, the wrathful king Kumārajīva descended from the lotus platform, clasped his hands together, and said, "Amitabha."

"I am deeply grateful for the King's generous gift."

"However, since this is a martial arts exchange between Dali Tianlong Temple and our temple, I think it would be better to add some more suitable prizes."

As he spoke, he turned to look at Chen Mo, "I've heard that the Tianlong Temple in Dali has a peerless martial art called the Six Meridian Divine Sword, which is known as the number one sword technique in the world, unparalleled in its kind."

He stated it bluntly, "Our Ōrinji Temple has long yearned for this unique skill."

"If you lose, could you please let us observe this unique skill?"

This move was practically a calculated scheme; if Chen Mo didn't agree, it would be disrespectful to the Tibetan king.

If he agrees and Chen Mo loses, then he will have even more reason to go to Tianlong Temple to demand the Six Meridians Divine Sword manual.

As for whether he will lose?

Sorry, he won't consider things that won't happen.

Upon hearing the mention of the "Six Meridians Divine Sword," Bai Yu and the others exchanged glances, each seeing a hint of doubt in the other's eyes.

Isn't the only ultimate martial art of Tenryu-ji Temple the One-Finger Divine Skill?!

When did this "Six Meridian Divine Sword" come out again?

It's normal that they don't know, after all, even Duan Zhengming, the ruler of Dali, was unaware of this unique skill.

But seeing that Chen Mo didn't refute it, it seemed that Tianlong Temple really did have this unique skill.

Chen Mo simply smiled at this blatant scheme, "That's no problem, it's just a mere sword manual."

"but……"

"If you lose, what are you planning to use as the stakes?"

"Of course there's a prize involved."

King Kumārajīva smiled and took out an old book from behind him. "This old book records three finger techniques from the seventy-two unique skills of the Shaolin School."

"These are the 'Flower-Picking Finger,' 'Doro Leaf Finger,' and 'Formless Kalpa Finger.'"

"In my opinion, this should be of equal value to your temple's 'Six Meridian Divine Sword'."

"Oh?"

Chen Mo chuckled. If someone didn't know any better, they might actually be fooled by this Kumārajīva.

Although those finger techniques were indeed extraordinary, they could be described as first-class martial arts techniques.

But compared to a supreme martial art like the "Six Meridian Divine Sword," it's still far inferior.

"why are you laughing?"

Seeing Chen Mo's nonchalant attitude, King Kumārajīva couldn't help but feel annoyed.

"Is Your Majesty joking?"

Chen Mo shook his head slightly, "If it's the complete set of the Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts, then it can be considered a sincere effort."

"But you think you can trade just three of my Tianlong Temple's signature martial art, the Six Meridian Divine Sword, for only three of my finger techniques?"