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

Martial arts are the foundation of one's livelihood; how could one easily reveal them to others?

But when they thought about Chen Mo's unfathomable strength, they realized that if he wanted to take it by force, they wouldn't know what to do.

Chen Mo took in everyone's expressions but didn't pay them any mind.

He waved his hand gently and said, "Of course, if you all feel it's too difficult, then forget it."

"As for me... I don't like to force others to do things they don't want to do."

After saying that, he picked up his teacup and began to sip it leisurely, as if what he had just said was just a casual remark.

Nima!

You call that not making things difficult for others?!

If we dare say 'no,' you might just 'send us to the afterlife' in the next second!

Apart from Chen Mo and Mu Wanqing, everyone else in the hall was inwardly groaning, and the atmosphere became tense for a moment.

Not long after.

Unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere, Qian Zhenchuan, the leader of the White Tiger Hall, gritted his teeth and took out a slightly worn booklet from his pocket.

"Master..."

"This is the martial art I have learned—the Seven-Step Killing Fist. Please take a look!"

"Oh?!"

Chen Mo put down his teacup and took the boxing manual that Qian Zhenchuan handed him.

【Ding! 】

[Congratulations, host, on acquiring the top-tier martial art—Seven Steps Killing Fist!]

[Martial Arts Points Gained: 2000!]

Upon hearing the system notification, Chen Mo was overjoyed, not expecting it to be a first-rate martial art.

The Seven-Step Killing Fist is a decent martial art, with its core feature being "killing the enemy within seven steps".

The punches flowed continuously, each step forward unleashing a deadly move, each strike potentially fatal.

Unfortunately, if the punching technique is interrupted midway, or if the opponent cannot be killed within seven steps, its power is greatly reduced, and it is even less effective than a third-rate martial art.

He flipped through the boxing manual from beginning to end and nodded.

He then handed the boxing manual back to Qian Zhenchuan, saying, "That's enough, thank you, benefactor!"

Ah, that's it?!

Qian Zhenchuan was completely bewildered. He just flipped through it a few times and thought he'd finished reading?!

Is this master conducting some kind of obedience test?!

Just as he was feeling bewildered, he saw Chen Mo take out a copybook from his sleeve.

"Amitabha Buddha, well said, well said."

Chen Mo put his hands together in prayer. "This is a boxing style that I obtained by chance in Tibet. It is called the Great Vajra Fist."

"This fist technique is fierce and domineering, and it has a lot in common with the style of Master Qian's martial arts."

"This humble monk presents this boxing technique to you, Master Qian, in exchange."

A glint flashed in Qian Zhenchuan's eyes as he took the copy of "The Great Vajra Fist".

After just a few glances, he knew that this boxing style was extremely suitable for him.

This boxing style features wide and sweeping movements, with exquisite application of power, and a particular emphasis on instantaneous explosive power.

Its exquisiteness far surpasses his "Seven-Step Killing Fist".

His face lit up with ecstasy, and he quickly bowed, saying, "Thank you so much, Master, for your help!"

With Qian Zhenchuan as an example, and it seemed like he had made a great deal, the other hall masters were immediately tempted.

As the saying goes, not taking advantage of a good deal is the act of a fool!

Jiang Chengfeng, the leader of the Azure Dragon Hall, immediately stepped forward and presented the martial art "Dragon Claw Grappling Hand".

Not to be outdone, the head of the Vermilion Bird Hall presented the essentials of the "Shangqing Quick Sword".

……

Finally, even the gang leader Huang Jiulong, after a fierce internal struggle, took out the "White Rainbow Sword Manual" that made him famous from his bosom.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have acquired a first-class martial art—Dragon Claw Grappling Technique, and gained 3000 martial arts points!]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have acquired a first-class martial art—"Shangqing Quick Sword," and gained 2000 martial arts points!]

……

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have acquired the ultimate martial art, "White Rainbow Sword Technique," and gained 5500 martial arts points!]

Excellent! Excellent!

Another wave of martial arts points has been gained!

Chen Mo read through these manuals one by one, then returned them all, and also gifted them martial arts techniques of the corresponding level.

He was extremely satisfied with this trip to the Taihu Lake Gang; it was a very fruitful experience!

The transaction was completed, and everyone was happy.

Chen Mo stood up, clasped his hands together, and bowed slightly. "The karma for today is settled, so this humble monk will not disturb you any longer!"

After saying that, amidst the astonished gazes of Huang Jiulong and the others, he gracefully departed with Mu Wanqing.

So sudden?!

However, it can also be considered a good thing.

Huang Jiulong breathed a sigh of relief only after the two figures disappeared from sight, only to find that his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

"Pass down the order."

He said in a deep voice to the gang leaders, "Starting today, we will rectify the bad practices within the gang. Anyone who disobeys will be expelled from the Taihu Gang!"

"Yes, Boss!"

Chapter 57 Dark Night Pavilion

Meanwhile, at the city lord's mansion in Gusu City.

A pure white homing pigeon circled several times in the night sky before landing precisely at the window of a quiet room.

It made a few cooing sounds.

Upon hearing the sound, a middle-aged scholar quickly put on a blue robe, got up, opened the window, and gently caught the carrier pigeon.

He untied the thin bamboo tubes bound to his legs and poured out a roll of paper.

After quickly glancing at the note, the middle-aged scholar's expression changed drastically, and he dared not delay.

He immediately left the room, quickly walked through the long corridor, and arrived at a study deep inside the mansion.

The study was still brightly lit at this time.

A middle-aged man in a brocade robe, with a large belly, was bent over his desk reviewing documents.

He had a prosperous appearance, yet his brows naturally exuded the air of a powerful minister who had long held a high position.

This man was none other than Wang Jingyuan, the city lord of Gusu City.

"My lord, something terrible has happened."

The middle-aged scholar bowed and presented the note, his voice tinged with urgency.

Wang Jingyuan frowned, took the note and glanced at it.

The next second, he suddenly stood up from his chair, his plump face instantly covered with frost, and his eyes flashed with a terrifying light.

"what?!"

"Liu Canglan is dead?!"

He let out a cold shout and slammed his hand, brimming with anger, heavily onto the solid rosewood desk.

With a muffled thud, several cracks appeared on the tabletop.

"Who did this?!"

A chilling killing intent surged from Wang Jingyuan's body, his chest heaving violently with rage.

You should know that he had been cultivating Liu Canglan, this pawn, for more than ten years.

It took countless efforts and resources to help him rise to the position of head of the Xuanwu Hall of the Taihu Gang.

It became his most important hidden pawn in monitoring and checking the Taihu Gang.

Most importantly, it can also help him do those shady things.

For example, if someone below him is deliberately opposing him, he can have Liu Canglan kill that person.

All he had to do was use the scapegoats that Liu Canglan had put forward to take the blame.

Over the years, relying on this hidden weapon, Wang Jingyuan has eliminated countless political enemies and swallowed up countless industries.

Such a useful knife, and now it's been destroyed?!

This is tantamount to cutting off his arm; how could he not go crazy?!

"Return to my lord."

The middle-aged scholar quickly reported, "According to the scouts, Liu Canglan was killed by a couple from out of town."

“A young monk and a woman dressed in black with her face covered.”

"They are currently staying at the Yuelaiqi Inn in the west of the city."

"Monk? Woman?"

Wang Jingyuan's eyes flashed with a cold light as he gritted his teeth and said, "No matter who they are or what their background is, if they dare to ruin my important affairs, they will pay the price!"

He paced back and forth, then suddenly stopped and ordered the middle-aged scholar, "Go! Contact the 'Dark Night Pavilion' immediately!"