also have a very keen mind, and it’s known in the realm that I have no match in this world. But I was unexpectedly fooled by Dongfang Bubai’s sweet talk and as a result was buried underneath a lake. Dongfang Bubai is such a fierce person, how could old man dare not to admire him?”

“So that’s how it is,” Fangzheng remarked.

“The third person that I admire is the top master of Huashan School at the moment,” Ren Woxing said.

This was really beyond Linghu Chong’s expectation. When Ren Woxing was talking to Yue Buqun before, he didn’t even give him any face. Who would’ve thought that inside his heart, Ren Woxing would actually admire Yue Buqun?

Madam Yue said, “You don’t need to say these false talks and ridicule people.”

Ren Woxing laughed. “Haha, Madam Yue, you thought that the person I was referring to was your husband? He… he lacks by a lot. The person I admire has a godly sword art. He’s Feng Qingyang. Mr. Feng’s sword art is much higher compared to me and I wouldn’t be able to reach that stage at all. I sincerely admire him.”

“Mr. Yue, is Mr. Feng still alive?” Fangzheng asked.

“Martial uncle Feng went into… into seclusion for tens of years already and we’ve never heard news of him ever since. If he’s still alive then that would be a big fortune for our school,” Yue Buqun said.

Ren Woxing laughed coldly. “Mr. Feng is from the sword branch and you’re from the qi branch. These two branches of sword and qi can’t co-exist together in the Huashan School. If Mr. Feng is still alive, why would it be so fortunate for you?”

Yue Buqun just stayed silent after he was reprimanded by Ren Woxing.

Linghu Chong had guessed before that Feng Qingyang was from the sword branch. When he heard what Ren Woxing said and how his master didn’t dispute it, he no longer doubted it. Ren Woxing laughed. “Don’t worry. Mr. Feng is a highly skilled person outside of Wulin. Do you think he still needs your Huashan School’s leadership and would take over your throne?”

“I’m just a dumb person. If martial uncle Feng can give me some guidance then it would make me very happy. Mr. Ren, if you can point me to the direction where I can pay a visit to martial uncle Feng, then the Huashan School will appreciate your kindness,” Yue Buqun said with apparent sincerity.

“One, I don’t know where Mr. Feng is. Two, even if I know, I wouldn’t tell you. A frontal attack is easily avoided but a stab in the back is hard to protect against. A real villain is easy to cope with but a hypocrite will give a lot of headache,” Ren Woxing said.

Yue Buqun did not speak anymore.

Linghu Chong thought, “My master is a refined gentleman and doesn’t want to speak vulgarly towards Mr. Ren.”

Ren Woxing turned towards Wudang School’s leader Priest Chongxu and said, “The fourth person that old man admire is this old ox-nosed priest. Your Wudang School’s Taiji Sword is wonderful. You also exercise self control to protect yourself from immorality and stay away from many idle matters in Jianghu, but you don’t know how to teach to your disciples. Wudang School has no one of potential and if you wait till you die then Taiji Sword Art would be lost forever. Also, even though your Taiji Sword Art is high, you might not win against old man. That’s why I only admire you one half.”

Priest Chongxu laughed. “I’m actually admired by Mr. Ren by one half, this is already giving me a lot of face. Many thanks!”

“No need to be so polite,” Ren Woxing said. He then turned his head towards Zuo Lengchan. “Great leader Zuo, you don’t need to keep that smile on your face when you’re actually feeling angry. While you’re not one of the people I admire, you’re one of the three and half people that I don’t admire. You’re number one in this list.”

Zuo Lengchan laughed. “I feel extremely flattered.”

“Your martial art is sufficient and your scheming is very deep, very suitable to my taste. You want to annex the five mountains sword schools and to stand as an equal with Shaolin and Wudang. You have really high fantasy. But your movements are very suspicious and you planned all sort of conspiracies and deceits. This is not the behaviour of a hero. That’s why I have absolutely no admiration for you,” Ren Woxing explained.

Zuo Lengchan replied, “From the three and a half people that I don’t admire in this world, you’re only one half.”

Ren Woxing continued, “All you can do is copy other people’s ideas and have no thought of your own; so that’s why no one admires you. Even though your study of Songshan School’s martial art is profound, everything was passed down by the people before you. If you have to depend on just your own ability, I’m afraid even after many years, we won’t be able to see any new moves in the martial art.”

Zuo Lengchan uttered an “Hng” before coldly laughing. “Sir, you’re talking here and there. Are you just dragging along the time or are you actually waiting for help to arrive?”

Ren Woxing laughed coldly. “The way you said this; are you still relying on numbers to besiege the three of us?”

Zuo Lengchan said, “You’ve come to Shaolin and killed many people here. Today, if you think you can still retreat with your whole body intact, then you’re looking down at everyone here. You said we’re relying on numbers to win, that’s alright. If you want to say that we’re not following Wulin’s customs, that’s also alright. You’ve already killed some disciples of the Songshan School. Since Zuo Lengchan is here today, I want to see how good you really are.”

Ren Woxing turned toward Fangzheng and asked, “Great Master Abbot, is this Shaolin temple or Songshan School’s courtyard?”

“Shi zhu is still asking even though you already know. Of course, it’s Shaolin temple here,” Fangzheng answered.

“Then, concerning this matter, is Shaolin’s Abbot presiding over it or Songshan School’s headmaster presiding over it?” Ren Woxing asked.

“Although old monk is presiding over this matter, if any of the friends here has any esteemed opinion then old monk will definitely listen to it,” Fangzheng said.

Ren Woxing looked up the sky and laughed heartily. “Good, it’s really an esteemed opinion to know that you’ll lose if you fight alone so you have to gang up to fight us.

Zuo, you’re blocking me here today. I don’t need to fight you, I’ll just cut my own throat to commit suicide in front of you.”

Zuo Lengchan said coldly, “We have ten people here. We might not be able to stop you here but to kill your daughter won’t be hard to do.”

“Amituofo, you can’t kill her,” Fangzheng said.

Linghu Chong’s heart started thumping wildly. He knew that Zuo Lengchan was saying the truth. Although he didn’t know who the other three people were, he thought that their position must be similar to Fangzheng or Chongxu. Even if they were not a leader of a school, they would still be elite masters. Ren Woxing’s martial art was powerful and at worst, he would escape injured. But it was hard to say whether Xiang Wentian would be able to escape with his life. As for Yingying, she would have no hope.

Ren Woxing calmly said, “That’s wonderful. Headmaster Zuo has a son and I heard his martial art is poor so he should be easy to kill. Gentleman Yue has a daughter. Priest Yu, I think have a few lovely concubines and three sons. Priest Tianmen has no son or daughter but has a lot of beloved disciples. Mr. Mo Da still has his old father and mother. Kunlun School’s Qiankun One Sword Zhenshan Zi has one grandson. There’s still Beggar Clan’s big clan leader Xie. Left protector Xiang, who does clan leader Xie have?”

Linghu Chong thought, “So martial uncle Mo is also here. Actually Mr. Ren doesn’t need Great Master Fangzheng’s introduction. He already knew the appearances of these ten people from the beginning. Not only that, he must have been familiar with each of their life’s experiences.”

Xiang Wentian said, “I heard that in Beggar Clan, there are these two people called Green Lotus Emissary and White Lotus Emissary. Although they don’t have the Xie surname, they’re both clan leader Xie’s sons.”

“You’re not wrong about this? We don’t want to wrongly kill a good person here,” Ren Woxing said.

“I’m not wrong. Subordinate already asked clearly,” Xiang Wentian reassured him.

Ren Woxing nodded his head. “If we kill wrongly then it can’t be helped. But if we kill thirty-four people from Beggar Clan then we’ll at least kill a few people correctly.”

“Chief’s opinion is esteemed!” Xiang Wentian praised.

Ren Woxing had mentioned each of their loved ones. Zuo Lengchan and clan leader Xie were shivering in fear. They knew that this person was not just saying some false threat. These people here would not be able to stop him from leaving. But if they kill his daughter then he would certainly avenge her death by violently killing each of their loved ones. They were afraid that it would be very difficult for their loved ones to escape his violent hands. Thinking of this made them trembled with fear. In that moment, everything was quiet and all their faces changed colour.

After some time, Fangzheng spoke out, “Revenge will always breed revenge. Shi zhu Ren, we had decided not to harm young lady Ren, but we want you three honourables to stay on Mount Shaoshi for ten years.”

“We can’t. My murderous nature has been aroused. I can’t wait to kill Headmaster Zuo’s son and Priest Yu’s concubines and sons. Especially Mr. Yue’s lovely daughter, I can’t allow her to live in this world,” Ren Woxing replied.

Linghu Chong was greatly alarmed. He didn’t know whether this head of Devil Sect was just saying this to threaten them or he really wanted to kill them.

“Mr. Ren, why don’t we gamble? What do you think of this?” Priest Chongxu asked.

“Old man’s luck in gambling isn’t good so I have no confidence in making a bet. But I have confidence in killing people. Killing master-hands, I don’t have confidence. But killing master-hands’ parents, children, big wives, or small wives, I have lots of confidence,” Ren Woxing replied.

“Those people don’t know martial art. Killing them isn’t what heroes do.”

“Even though it’s not what heroes do, it would make my enemies grieve for their whole lifetime and make me really happy.”

“If you don’t have your daughter anymore, you also won’t be happy. If you don’t have your daughter then you wouldn’t have your son-in-law anymore. Your son-in-law would become other people’s son-in-law and you would lose your reputation.”

“That can’t be helped… that can’t be helped. I’m forced to kill all of them. Who said that my son-in-law doesn’t respect my daughter?”

“How about this? We won’t rely on numbers to win and you won’t carelessly kill people. We’ll make it equal and let our martial arts decide the winner and loser. The three of you fight three of our people in three fights. The winner would be the one who won two fights out of three.”

Fangzheng hastily said, “This is good, Brother Chongxu’s esteemed opinion is really out of the ordinary. We’ll just fight as necessary and there’s no need to hurt anyone.”

Ren Woxing asked, “If the three of us lose, then we have to stay on Mount Shaoshi for ten years and aren’t allowed to go down the mountain. Is this right?”

Priest Chongxu answered, “Right. If the three of you won two fights, then we have naturally lost the fight and you’re free to go down the mountain. And we’ll just regard that these eight disciples have died in vain.”

“In my heart, I admire you ox-nosed by one half. I feel that these words you said is half right. So who are the three people fighting for your side? Can I choose the people?” Ren Woxing inquired.

Zuo Lengchan butted in, “Great Master Abbot is the host here. So he would definitely fight. My martial art hasn’t seen any use for the last ten years so I’ll give it a try. And the third fight? This competition was Priest Chongxu’s idea so he won’t just be a spectator in this and let other people face this problem. So he has to show his Taiji Sword Art here.” Although each of these ten people was not just any ordinary fighter, Great Master Fangzheng, Priest Chongxu and he himself had the highest martial arts. When he picked these three people to fight, it could be said that they were now in an invincible position. Yingying was only an eighteen to nineteen years old girl, even though her martial art was high, her cultivation of it was still limited. So no matter which school leader she fought, she was doomed to lose. Yue Buqun and the rest of the people also agreed to this method.

Great Master Fangzheng, Priest Chongxu, and Zuo Lengchan were the orthodox school’s three top masters. Any of their martial art was unlikely to be below Ren Woxing. Compared to Xiang Wentian, they were most likely better by half a level. So they were most likely to win this best two out of three fights. Even if they had to win all three fights, they still had a fifty percent chance.

What everyone worried about was that they would fail to capture Ren Woxing and allow him to escape down the mountain. He then would violently harm each of their loved ones. So only if they fought upright and decisive battles would they have nothing to fear.

Ren Woxing said, “Best two out of three fights is inappropriate. Let’s just fight one battle. You pick one person to come out and we’ll also pick one person. And just fight one fight to decide this.”

“Brother Ren, if you only fight by yourself today, you’ll be at a disadvantage. Not just the ten people here, even if you have three times more people, Great Master Abbot can call out twenty to thirty more masters from the Shaolin School. And we haven’t even counted the number of good fighters from the other schools,” Zuo Lengchan said.

“That’s why you’re going to rely on numbers to win,” Ren Woxing sneered.

“Right, we’re going to rely on numbers to win.”

“How shameless!”

“Killing people for no reason is also shameless.”

“Killing people must have a reason? Headmaster Zuo, do you eat meat or are you a vegetarian?”

“Hng, if I want to kill someone then I’ll kill him. Why do I have to be a vegetarian?”

“Every person you killed deserved to be killed?”

“Naturally,” Zuo Lengchan said confidently.

But Ren Woxing continued, “You eat cows and sheep. These cows and sheep, what kind of sins do they have?”

Great Master Fangzheng said, “Amituofo, what shi zhu Ren said is according the heart of Buddha.”

“Great Master Fangzheng, don’t be fooled by his words. He’s saying that our eight innocent disciples are like cows and sheep,” Zuo Lengchan said.

“Insects, ants, cows, sheeps, immortal Buddha, mortal people, they’re all living things,” Ren Woxing said.

Fangzheng again said, “Yes, yes. Amituofo.”

“Brother Ren, you keep delaying this, you’re afraid to fight today?” provoked Zuo Lengchan.

Ren Woxing suddenly let out a long whistle which rattled and shook all the tiles in the room. The twelve candles on the offering table dimmed. When he stopped whistling, the candles burned brightly again. Hearing his whistle, everyone felt their hearts thumping wildly. Their faces changed colours.

Ren Woxing declared, “Alright. Zuo, let’s fight.”

Zuo Lengchan affirmed what was at stake. “What a gentleman said cannot be taken back. Best two out of three fights, if the three of you lost two fights then all of you must stay on Mount Shaoshi for ten years.”

“Alright! Best two out of three fights, if we lose two out of three fights then the three of us will stay on Mount Shaoshi for ten years.”

When the orthodox people heard how Ren Woxing was provoked by Zuo Lengchan into agreeing to the fight, all their faces looked happy.

Ren Woxing continued, “I’ll fight you for one fight. Left protector Xiang will fight this dwarf Yu. My daughter is a female so she’ll fight a woman. She’ll fight heroine Ning.”

Zuo Lengchan hastily said, “No. We decide ourselves who will fight for our side. How can you appoint the people for us?”

“So you must choose yourself and can’t let the other party choose for you?” Ren Woxing asked.

Zuo Lengchan confirmed, “That’s right. Shaolin and Wudang’s big leaders. Also, add me in there.”

Ren Woxing questioned, “Depending on your prestige, status and martial art, how can you be on par with Shaolin and Wudang’s two big leaders?”

Zuo Lengchan uttered an “Hng” and said, “I don’t dare to consider myself to be on par with Shaolin and Wudang’s bid leaders. But I’ll manage to fight with you.”

Ren Woxing laughed loudly. “Great Master Fangzheng, I want to ask you to teach me Shaolin’s divine fist, you want to accompany me?”

“Amituofo, old monk hasn’t practised my martial art for a long time and isn’t shi zhu’s match. But old monk is already here and wants to keep you on this mountain so I’ll have to put my old bones through some of your punches and kicks.”

Zuo Lengchan saw him unexpectedly challenge Great Master Fangzheng. He understood that he did this to scorn him. But he was actually happy that this happened. “I was originally worried that I would have to fight with him, and he would let Xiang Wentian fight Chongxu. Then he would get his daughter to fight Fangzheng. If Priest Chongxu is careless and I lost to you, it would’ve been disastrous.” He didn’t say anything anymore and stepped back a few steps. The other people moved the corpses of those eight people aside to clear the middle of the hall.

“Great Master Abbot, please.” Both of Ren Woxing’s sleeves were hanging down as he cupped his fist.

Fangzheng put his palms together to return the propriety. “Shi zhu, please move first.”

“I’m using Sun Moon Sect’s orthodox martial art. Great Master is using Shaolin School’s orthodox skills. We’re both using orthodox skill to fight orthodox skill, so we definitely have to go on with this fight.”

Yu Canghai said, “Pei! What orthodox skills does your Devil Sect have? No shame.”

“Abbot, let me kill this dwarf Yu first then I’ll fight you,” Ren Woxing said.

Fangzheng hastily replied, “You can’t.” He knew that this person’s fist was like lightning and his strikes were like thunder. So he didn’t tarry and immediately sent a palm out. “Shi zhu Ren, guard yourself.”

This palm he sent out looked ordinary. But halfway through the strike, it suddenly swayed. The single palm suddenly turned into two palms. Two palms turned into four palms. Four palms turned into eight palms. “Thousand Hands of Rulai!” the words escaped Ren Woxing’s mouth. He knew that if he was late for a bit longer, his eight palms would turn into sixteen palms and then it would continue to transform into thirty two palms. With a shout, Ren Woxing immediately sent a palm out to attack Fangzheng’s right shoulder. Fangzheng shot his left palm out underneath the bottom of his right palm. It then swayed slightly and started to transform. The shadows of the palm turned from one to two and two to four. Ren Woxing jumped up and shot out two palms of his own.

Linghu Chong peered from his vantage point to observe the fight. Great Master Fangzheng’s palm moves were unpredictable. Every strike he shot out, it always changed into many different directions when it reached halfway. The palm moves were like illusions and couldn’t be observed. On the other hand, Ren Woxing’s palm moves were simple. When he struck out or pulled his palm back, it looked quite stiff. But no matter where Fangzheng’s palm struck out, Ren Woxing would immediately follow every change and sent his palm there. Linghu Chong saw that these two people were well-matched as they fought with all their powers. His bare-fist martial art was very shallow so he was still not proficient on Dugu Nine Swords’ “palm breaking stance”. Thus, he was not able to see the flaws in their fist martial art and was unable to see where he could attack.

These two masters were executing the world highest and most profound palm moves. Linghu Chong was bewildered and did not understand the refined essences of the moves. “In sword art, I was victorious against Priest Chongxu and I wouldn’t lose to Mr. Ren if we fight. But against these two people’s palm martial art, I have to constantly attack them with a sharp sword. Grand Master uncle Feng said, I have to practise for twenty years before I can fight the world’s elite masters. When he said that he was probably mainly referring to the “palm breaking stance”.”

He watched for a while longer and suddenly saw Ren Woxing pushing out with both hands forcing Great Master Fangzheng to retreat three steps. Linghu Chong was alarmed. “Ayo, this is bad, Great Master Fangzheng is going to lose.”

After that he saw Great Master Fangzheng’s left palm drew a few circles while his right palm struck out. It struck out to the top, bottom, left, and right. After striking out a few times, Ren Woxing retreated a step. After a few more strikes, Ren Woxing retreated a step again. Linghu Chong thought, “Good, good!” He softly let out a sigh and thought, “Why do I worry when Great Master Fangzheng is losing but become comforted when I saw him fight back? That must be it. Great Master Fangzheng is a righteous eminent monk while Chief Ren is after all a person from the unorthodox sect. My heart still distinguishes between ‘good and evil’ and ‘right and wrong’.” But he changed his mind and again thought, “But if Chief Ren lost, Yingying will be detained on Mount Shaoshi for ten years. How can that be what my heart wish for?” After a moment, he did not know himself who he really wanted to win or lose. In his heart, he secretly felt that when this Ren Woxing father, daughter and Xiang Wentian entered Jianghu, then there would be great disturbance. But in his heart, he also thought, “What’s so bad about great disturbance? Wouldn’t that be very lively?” He slowly swept his eyes across to look at Yingying.

She was leaning on a pillar looking very delicate and fragile. Her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled looking really worried. Suddenly, a feeling of pity flourished in Linghu Chong’s heart. “How can I let her be held captive for ten years here? How can she pass through this kind of torment?” At this thought, he remembered how Yingying was willing to give her life up to save his life. Throughout his whole life, he had had many generous martial friends, but not one of them would go so far as to give their lives for him. A hot feeling started to rush forth in his chest. He did not care anymore if Yingying was the daughter of the Devil Sect’s Chief or if the evil things she had done were unpardonable. He was resigned to the fact that everyone in the world would want to kill him as he decided that he was going to protect her and not let any harm come to her.

The eleven pairs of eyes in the hall were watching the fight between Great Master Fangzheng and Ren Woxing attentively. They were praising the palm moves of both fighters in their hearts. Zuo Lengchan was relieved, “Luckily this old freak Ren picked the fight with Great Master Fangzheng. Otherwise, I wouldn’t know how to handle this clumsy palm move of his. Compared to my own school’s Great Songyang Divine Palm, his palm move seems to be more complicated and have more changes. His palm move is better than mine. He only attacks at a specific point and nothing else.”

Xiang Wentian was thinking, “Shaolin School’s martial arts have enjoyed their reputation for a thousand year. They are really no small matter. Even though Great Master Fangzheng’s ‘Thousand Hands of Rulai’ is very complicated, its power isn’t dispersed at all. This is very difficult to do. If I have to fight him, I won’t be able to trade palm moves with him so I have to compare inner power with him.” Yue Buqun, Yu Canghai, and the rest of the people there were also comparing their own martial arts against these two people’s palm moves.

Ren Woxing had now fought for a long time. He gradually felt that Great Master Fangzheng’s palm moves were getting slightly slower. He secretly felt happy. “Even though your palm move is wonderful, you’re old already. It’s hard to keep it up for a long time.” He immediately attacked repeatedly. After his fourth strike, he felt a slight tingling on his right arm as he pulled his palm back and he felt his internal energy not working smoothly. He felt alarmed and knew that it was his own inner energy that was disturbed. He thought, “This old monk’s Tendon Altering Sutra is indeed powerful. We haven’t clashed palms yet but he can restrain my internal energy.” He knew that if they fight longer, his opponent’s abundant internal energy would eventually come out and he would be in an unfavourable position.

He saw Great Master Fangzheng’s left palm struck out. With a cry, he also sent his left palm out rapidly. The two palms clashed and they both retreated a step. Ren Woxing felt that even though his opponent’s internal energy was soft, it was abundant and matchless. He also used his “Art of Essence Absorbing” but unexpectedly he could not absorb Great Master Fangzheng’s internal energy at all. He was confounded.

Great Master Fangzheng said, “Well done! Well done!” and followed with his right palm striking out. Ren Woxing again struck his right palm out to meet it. Both people faltered from the impact. Ren Woxing felt his whole body shaken and immediately took two steps backwards. When his second step landed, he turned his body around and his right hand shot out and grabbed Yu Canghai’s chest. Then, he raised his left hand to smash it down on Yu Canghai’s head.

This situation was just like a rabbit being captured by a falcon and nobody had expected this turn of event. They all had their eyes on the fight between Ren Woxing and Great Master Fangzheng and saw that the situation was gradually becoming disadvantageous towards Ren Woxing. Normally, he would put all his power into protecting himself. But who would have thought that he would turn around and attack Yu Canghai. This turn of event was just too strange and too quick for Yu Canghai even though he was a martial artist of the same generation. If he were to actually fight with Ren Woxing, even though he would lose at the end, he would not have been captured in just one move.

Everyone gasped in surprise while Great Master Fangzheng leapt and struck his two palms out. It was as if he was flying as he rushed at Ren Woxing aiming at the back of his head. This move was known in martial study as ‘attacking the enemy’s rear in order to make him give up his own attack’ and the enemy would have no choice but to rescue himself. The aim of this attack was to make Ren Woxing withdraw his own attack towards Yu Canghai’s head and turn around to block the incoming attack.

The other masters saw how Great Master Fangzheng shot this palm out in the blink of an eye and they were all impressed by this. But there was not enough time to cheer although they knew that he had saved Yu Canghai’s life. But no one could have guessed that when Ren Woxing withdrew his left hand, he did not try to block the strike. Instead, his left hand grabbed Great Master Fangzheng’s Tanzhong acupoint while his right hand was thrust towards the chest. Great Master Fangzheng’s body became immediately weak and dropped to the ground. Everyone was surprised and one by one called out as they crowded around him.

Zuo Lengchan suddenly flew out and violently shot his palm out towards Ren Woxing’s back. Ren Woxing turned his hand around to strike back. He shouted at the same time, “Alright, this is the second fight.” Zuo Lengchan’s hand suddenly kept on changing. It changed from a fist into a palm into a stab into a grab. In a short time, it had changed more than ten times.

Even though he was repeatedly attacked, Ren Woxing was able to resist for a moment by exerting his power. He had just fought with Great Master Fangzheng. Even though the last three moves he used against the Abbot were mostly based on his ingenuity and cunning, he had still used up a lot of energy. Otherwise, how can this Shaolin School’s headmaster with abundant internal energy let him grab his Tanzhong acupoint? How could he let him hit his heart with his fingers? These last few moves were done with all of his strength, as he was staking everything on this attack. As a result, Ren Woxing was victorious against Great Master Fangzheng through dishonest means. He took into account his opponent’s merciful heart and immediately dashed to Yu Canghai to kill him. Firstly, the distance between that Yu person and Great Master Fangzheng was great that Great Master would not have been able to help Yu Canghai in time. Secondly, none of the other school leaders had any deep feeling towards Yu Canghai that they would brave danger and stake their lives just to save him. So the only person who would try to save Yu Canghai was Great Master Fangzheng.

When the Shaolin Abbot attacked him to free Yu Canghai, he did not try to block or parry Great Master Fangzheng’s strike but seized his fatal acupoint instead. At that time, his plan reached its most dangerous point. The two palms of Great Master Fangzheng that were aiming at the back of his head did not need to actually reach his head to kill him. The wind from the palms was fully capable of bursting his skull open.

When he grabbed Yu Canghai, he had already staked his own life in this gamble. He gambled on this eminent Buddhist monk’s merciful heart. When Great Master Fangzheng’s two palms were about to reach the back of Ren Woxing’s head, the Abbot took his palms back which left half of his body wide open. In order to take back the two palms, Great Master Fangzheng had to use the power from his whole body to do so. Even though this was done by a master, the internal energy in between the chest and stomach region was still left empty. When Ren Woxing’s grab and stab had reached Great Master Fangzheng, Fangzheng had actually wanted to transfer his power into his two palms and smash Ren Woxing’s head open, but the internal energy in his Dantian region was unable to go up.

Priest Chongxu hastily supported Great Master Fangzheng and opened his sealed acupoint. He sighed, “Brother Abbot is too humane and was taken adv