Chapter 132

133. Chapter 133: Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School (Alliance Leader Bonus: An Yue Zang Ye)

"Mas, Master, something is wrong. Outside, a Meridian-Opening expert suspected to be from the Zhao Shiwu Arts School has come to seize the martial arts school. Senior Brother Jin Da Dao has already been killed by the other party."

A Bone-Cultivation expert was so frightened and panicked at this moment that he ran wildly toward the main hall of the martial arts school, while shouting loudly, trying to spread this important news so that the martial arts school could be prepared to deal with the impending crisis.

Following the shouting of this Bone-Cultivation disciple.

The originally calm Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School instantly erupted in a commotion. For a time, many people poured out from all parts of the martial arts school. These people included newly entered disciples, teaching instructors, and errand runners. Of course, there was no lack of core disciples of the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School, but after hearing this news, they couldn't help but reveal panic in their eyes.

Seizing the martial arts school?

This is a major event.

When running a martial arts school in the four seas and eight continents, the most worrying thing is someone coming to seize the martial arts school.

The so-called seizing of the martial arts school is when the other party has an expert who wants to open a martial arts school but is unwilling to spend the effort and time to re-found one, so they find an old-fashioned martial arts school in the city, strike directly, kill the master, destroy the core disciples in the martial arts school, drive the others away, and then forcefully move into this martial arts school.

Therefore, the essence of seizing the martial arts school is actually: "I am strong, so I will rob you directly."

As the commotion in the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School grew larger, more and more people gathered. Coupled with the fact that Jin Da Dao and several other sitting Meridian-Opening martial artists were not there, the scene was somewhat chaotic.

"Wasn't that Zhao Shiwu Arts School already destroyed? Where did a Meridian-Opening expert pop out from? Did you see it wrong?"

A martial artist who had just entered the Meridian-Opening Realm scolded loudly at this moment, staring at the disciple who reported the news.

That disciple said hurriedly: "No, I didn't see it wrong. The person outside the door is very young, about twenty years old, and claims to be the Senior Brother of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School. Senior Brother Jin Da Dao couldn't last a round in front of that person and was already killed. The corpse is lying at the door. If the other party is not a Meridian-Opening expert, how could he defeat Senior Brother Jin Da Dao?"

"A twenty-year-old Meridian-Opening expert, and you still say you didn't see it wrong?" The martial artist who had just entered the Meridian-Opening Realm continued to scold, hoping to stabilize everyone's emotions.

But it seemed to be of no use. The other disciples were becoming more and more panicked because Jin Da Dao had truly been killed by the other party, and he was killed within a round. This explained what? This explained that no matter who the enemy was or how old they were, they absolutely possessed the strength of a Meridian-Opening expert.

And in the entire Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School, only the Master Jin Zhihuan had the strength of a Meridian-Opening expert.

If the other party really came to seize the martial arts school, there was a real possibility of success.

Thinking of this, some people already had the idea of temporarily leaving the martial arts school, not wanting to get involved in this muddy water. If the Master lost, they would be liquidated together. After all, most of the disciples here paid money to learn martial arts and were not core disciples of the Jin family, so they didn't want to risk their lives.

Although several Meridian-Opening martial artists tried to control the situation, this matter involved a struggle between Meridian-Opening experts, and the situation was not something they could control just because they wanted to.

As the situation deteriorated and the scene became more chaotic, many disciples were almost unable to withstand the pressure and were preparing to withdraw from the martial arts school.

In the main hall of the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School, a short, simply dressed man who looked like an old farmer in the field was holding a precious sword at this moment, slowly pacing out. Although he didn't say a word, a sense of majesty radiated from him as he looked around, enough to deter people's hearts and stabilize the situation.

"Master."

"Master."

A series of responses rang out, and the originally chaotic scene instantly quieted down.

This man, who was about sixty years old, with a face full of wrinkles and looking unremarkable, was the Master of the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School, Jin Zhihuan.

"What are you panicking about? I'm not dead yet." Jin Zhihuan scanned everyone, then shouted in a deep voice.

The sound carried force, making people's ears buzz.

"Master, a person claiming to be the Senior Brother of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School, accompanied by a woman named Rong Niang, has come to seize the martial arts school. That person is suspected of having the strength of a Meridian-Opening expert. Senior Brother Jin Da Dao, who was sitting in the martial arts school, couldn't stop him and has... been killed. Now, please, Master, make the decision." Several Meridian-Opening martial artists walked out of the crowd and knelt on one knee in front of Jin Zhihuan.

Jin Zhihuan's face was gloomy: "Five days ago, Jin Bufeng and Han Suo, a Meridian-Opening martial artist from the Han family, each led a team to hunt down that old ruffian Zhao Ge and then suddenly disappeared. I knew there was a variable on the side of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School, but I didn't expect it to be such a situation. That old ruffian Zhao Ge is truly insidious, hiding a closed-door disciple outside. If the Zhao Shiwu Arts School hadn't been destroyed, I'm afraid this closed-door disciple of his would never have appeared."

While speaking, he walked out of the main hall carrying his sword. Wherever he passed, all the disciples gave way.

"Forget it. It's just a fight anyway. I also want to see what kind of disciple Zhao Ge, that old ruffian, has secretly trained over the years. All disciples of the lower three ranks, disperse. The rest of the disciples, follow me."

After he finished speaking.

A large number of disciples immediately obeyed the order and left obediently, but quite a few remained. Adding up the marrow-refining and blood-refining martial artists, there were more than forty. However, this was not the full strength of the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School; quite a few disciples had been dispatched. If they were all gathered, they could pull out at least another thirty or forty.

Jin Zhihuan walked toward the gate of the martial arts school carrying his sword. Although he was full of momentum and confident, he couldn't help but feel uneasy in his heart.

Because he had already heard the movement of Jin Da Dao and others going out to fight the enemy.

It was just that he didn't expect Jin Da Dao and others to be defeated so quickly.

One must know that Jin Da Dao was at the peak of blood-refining, only one breath away from entering the Meridian-Opening Realm and becoming a Meridian-Opening expert. Such a sitting figure was killed in one round of fighting with someone. It was simply unthinkable.

"The other party's strength is absolutely at the Meridian-Opening level, and he is very young, with strong Qi and blood. Just now, the sound of the fist force was like thunder, which shows that this person has extraordinary tendons and bones, and his punches are powerful, killing with one strike..." Jin Zhihuan felt great pressure in his heart at this moment.

He had passed sixty last year, and his Qi and blood had begun to slip, unable to be controlled, and his strength had not returned to its peak.

Therefore, over the years, he had not dared to fight Meridian-Opening experts again, for fear of being like Zhao Ge, injuring his body, being found a flaw by others, and then ending up like the Zhao Shiwu Arts School, being swallowed by other martial arts schools.

He thought that after the decline of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School, he could breathe a sigh of relief. At least within ten years, there would be no problems with the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School. And during these ten years, he planned to cultivate Jin Da Dao into the second Meridian-Opening expert and then take over his shift to become the next Master. Never had he expected that the originally good situation would be instantly reversed today.

"No matter whether I can kill the Senior Brother of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School today, the decline of the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School is inevitable. Could it be that in the end, it will really be cheaper for that Han family? If the other party had gone to find the Han family for revenge first, how good would that be? I wouldn't be so passive." A hint of bitterness welled up in Jin Zhihuan's heart.

Even though he thought this way, since the enemy had come to his door, he, as the Master, naturally had no way to avoid it. If he didn't show up today, the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School would be finished anyway.

With all kinds of complex thoughts, Jin Zhihuan had already paced to the front courtyard surrounded by disciples.

"Boom!"

Just arrived.

A thunderclap exploded on the ground. The thick gate of the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School shattered at this moment. Pieces of wood large enough to crush ordinary people scattered everywhere, hitting the courtyard wall, collapsing the shadow wall, and damaging the road surface. The huge movement made many disciples' faces change drastically.

"Such a thick gate was actually smashed by one punch?" A blood-refining martial artist couldn't help but swallow his saliva at this moment, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably.

"Good strength." Jin Zhihuan narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but secretly say.

Smashing the gate with one punch was nothing; what was terrifying was that the splashing broken gate had enough remaining power to collapse the wall.

This showed that the punch didn't even use the other party's full strength.

And behind the broken gate, a tall and robust figure walked in as if strolling in a courtyard. Behind him, a woman wearing tight clothes followed closely.

The latter was not to be feared, just a follower.

But the former...

Jin Zhihuan stopped his steps and began to size up the visitor at this moment.

This person was indeed young, looking truly only about twenty years old, and had the natural physique of a martial artist—tiger back, wasp waist, mantis legs, dragon tendons, tiger bones, and Qilin force. He was a piece of peerless beautiful jade, with extraordinary talent. And despite having such a robust body, as he walked toward him, his footsteps didn't seem steady, but rather very light and agile.

It seemed that there was a terrifying power contained within this person's body, and this power could easily harness such a robust body, giving people a feeling of being both strong and flexible.

"Are his eyes shining?" Jin Zhihuan then noticed Li Yi's eyes and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

That's right, this person's eyes were truly shining in the daylight.

What was the reason for this?

He didn't understand, but having lived for more than half his life, he understood in his heart that this was absolutely unusual, but a kind of divine strangeness he didn't understand.

Until the end.

Jin Zhihuan took a look at Li Yi's dress. Originally, it was just a casual glance, but when he saw the five-clawed black dragon embroidered on Li Yi's flying fish suit, his expression moved slightly.

Being so young, having such talent, and possessing such astonishing strength, coupled with wearing the gorgeous clothes of a five-clawed black dragon, he was afraid that his background was not small, and his identity and background might be astonishing.

"Master, this person is Li Yi, the Senior Brother of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School," a blood-refining martial artist said in a low voice.

Jin Zhihuan nodded slightly, then held the hilt of the precious sword at his waist with one hand and walked forward a few steps to meet him.

"The formation is not bad, and there are many people, but relying on many people is useless when mixing in the world. You have to talk about strength. Old ruffian, are you the Master of the Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School?" Li Yi opened his mouth and was rude, without any intention of respecting the old.

One must know that so many disciples of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School died miserably, and this unremarkable old ruffian was one of the culprits, with vicious methods. Calling him an "old ruffian" was considered light.

"Old ruffian? Who are you scolding? Even if you are the Senior Brother of the Zhao Shiwu Arts School, you have to keep your mouth clean," a blood-refining disciple shouted loudly, relying on the Master being present.

Li Yi said: "The big one hasn't spoken yet, and the small one jumped out? Old ruffian, it looks like you are really old and useless, unable to even suppress the people under your hand. Do you want me to do you a favor, kill them all, and clean up the house for you? Anyway, I want to get revenge, it's a convenient matter, and it's not troublesome."

As soon as these words came out.

The face of that blood-refining disciple changed instantly.

Jin Zhihuan's face was very calm at this moment. His eyes were steady, and he said slowly: "You don't need to use words to provoke me. I've seen all kinds of big storms at my age. These dirty words are still a bit childish. But I am very curious, you are so young and your strength is so strong, why bother to stand up for that old ruffian Zhao Ge? The Zhao Shiwu Arts School is already finished, it's not worth your time to waste. Why not join my Jin Zhao Shiwu Arts School? I will let you be the next Master, take over a ready-made martial arts school, which is better than going to rebuild a new one."