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Chapter 14: Abbot Xuanci: Who Else?

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At the Shanmen of the Shaolin Temple.

"Oh, yes!"

As Ding Chunqiu’s words fell, the man wearing a bamboo hat nodded hurriedly in agreement.

Then, his figure moved, heading straight for the Shaolin Temple.

"Fine, let me be the one to test your skills!"

At the Shanmen, Monk Xuannan wore a bitter expression, yet he still stepped forward to meet the incoming figure.

But after just one exchange, Xuannan’s figure could not help but falter.

The strength of the bamboo-hatted man, You Tanzhi, was somewhat beyond his expectations.

Within just a few moves, he had actually fallen slightly into a disadvantage.

"Young Master, it seems this Shaolin is merely a hollow shell!"

Bao Bufong, standing beside Murong Fu, could not help but feel a sense of contempt as he watched a man in a bamboo hat suppress a high-ranking Shaolin monk.

The others present, watching this scene, shared the same thought.

The dignified Shaolin was actually being suppressed by a nameless nobody under the old villain Ding Chunqiu.

This was simply a total loss of face before the entire Wu Lin.

Only Xuannan knew his own predicament at this moment.

It was one thing that the masked You Tanzhi possessed deep internal energy.

But his moves were venomous, and they faintly carried the style of the Old Monster Ding.

Monk Xuannan struggled to cope, fearing he would be harmed by the poison.

Not far away, Ding Chunqiu, who had been watching this scene, raised a cold sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Why not let him taste the methods of my Star-Host Sect!"

As the cold shout rang out, You Tanzhi, who was fighting Xuannan, instantly changed his moves.

He struck a palm directly toward Monk Xuannan.

"Not good!"

In this moment of crisis, the internal energy within Xuannan surged, and he directly channeled his palm, meeting the attack with a Great Strength Diamond Palm.

"Bang!"

As the palms collided, You Tanzhi’s figure immediately recoiled.

But Monk Xuannan’s expression changed drastically.

He moved his feet and hurriedly retreated back to the Shanmen.

He pointed rapidly at the acupoints on his right arm, sealing his meridians.

"Junior Brother (Senior Brother)!"

The group of monks panicked; looking down, they saw a mass of blackness creeping across Monk Xuannan’s right palm.

"How despicable!"

The Shaolin monks were furious; he had actually resorted to a poisonous attack in secret.

"What a vicious poison!"

The various Wu Lin figures watching the battle all felt a sense of shock.

They had not expected that this obscure former Beggar Sect leader would possess such sinister methods.

The Beggar Sect Elders and others standing among the crowd were even more heartbroken and filled with regret.

"Heh heh, Shaolin, nothing more than this!"

"Today, let it be destroyed!"

Seeing Xuannan poisoned, Ding Chunqiu laughed out loud.

He had thought Shaolin was so strong, but it was nothing more than this.

Today he would destroy Shaolin and unify the Wu Lin.

"Is that so? Let’s see who dares!"

Just as Ding Chunqiu was feeling triumphant, two figures flew rapidly from behind the Shaolin Shanmen.

The leader among them shouted in anger.

The roar echoed at the Shanmen, mixed with immense internal energy, directly leaving the Wu Lin figures dizzy and disoriented.

"Abbot Senior Brother!"

As the figures arrived at the Shanmen, the one who spoke was none other than Abbot Xuanci, who had just emerged from seclusion.

The Shaolin disciples, who had already fallen into despair, could not help but exclaim in surprise.

"Junior Brother!"

Upon arriving, Xuanci merely nodded at the crowd, his gaze fixed on Xuannan.

The poison in the latter’s right palm was already spreading toward his arm.

With no time to think, Xuanci struck a palm onto Xuannan’s back, his own immense internal energy pouring continuously into Xuannan’s body.

It followed the path to Xuannan’s right arm, constantly forcing out the mass of poisonous energy.

"Senior Brother, your strength!"

The Shaolin monks were stunned; they never expected that after just one night, Xuanci’s strength would be so terrifying.

Using internal energy to force out poison—this was not something an ordinary person could do.

"Such deep internal energy!"

In the crowd, Qiao Feng, who had just arrived, could not help but exclaim as he watched Abbot Xuanci’s feat.

Qiao Feng asked himself, and even his own internal energy could not achieve this.

"Pfft!"

With his finger sliced open, the black poisonous blood was forced out in an instant, and the look of pain on Xuannan’s face gradually faded away.

Seeing Xuannan survive the ordeal, Abbot Xuanci could not help but let out a deep sigh of relief.

At the same time, he felt secretly fortunate in his heart.

It was fortunate that he had obtained a celestial opportunity last night, which had greatly increased his internal energy.

Otherwise, Xuannan’s life would have been in danger today.

Having resolved his junior brother’s injury, Abbot Xuanci turned his gaze toward You Tanzhi.

As the Shaolin Abbot, how could Xuanci tolerate being bullied like this?

"Young hero, you are young, yet your methods are so vicious; let me be the one to test your skills!"

After speaking, Abbot Xuanci tapped his feet and his figure headed straight for You Tanzhi.

His thick internal energy, like a surging river, churned within Abbot Xuanci’s body, then condensed onto his Great Strength Diamond Palm.

As he struck out with his palm, a violent gale blew; You Tanzhi had never seen such a powerful palm technique, and as he shifted his figure to the side, the gale brushed past his cheek.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound appeared on the ground behind him, and the many Wu Lin figures turned their heads in astonishment to see a shallow Diamond Palm print appearing on the floor.

"Gulp..."

The people present swallowed their saliva one after another, looking at Abbot Xuanci in horror.

Damn it, is this Shaolin Abbot this fierce?

The palm hadn't even landed, and the wind from the palm alone was already this terrifying?

If this palm were to hit a person, they would likely be turned into dust on the spot!

Thinking of this, many onlookers silently stepped back a few paces.

If they were caught in the crossfire, they would at least be severely injured.

At the Shaolin Shanmen, the group of old monks who had been worried about Shaolin’s future were all dumbfounded to see their own Abbot being so fierce.

Good heavens, the power of this Great Strength Diamond Palm could not possibly be achieved without decades of hard cultivation!

At this moment, Abbot Xuanci had completely changed in the eyes of his fellow disciples.

Senior Brother, we were wrong before!

We never expected that you had been hiding your strength so deeply all this time!

Even they, his fellow brothers, had no idea.

As expected, those who can be Abbots all have deep, damn, hidden motives!

Sharing the same thoughts as the old monks were the Four Great Evils, Murong Fu, and the others.

They had not expected that this Shaolin Abbot had been hiding his true capabilities all along.

Watching the scene, where You Tanzhi had already fallen into a disadvantage after just a few exchanges, everyone became increasingly cautious toward the Shaolin Temple.

It seems there is a reason why Shaolin has always been the leader of the world’s Wu Lin.

With this kind of strength, they are absolutely fierce!

"Bang!"

Just as everyone was marveling, Abbot Xuanci had already struck his palm onto You Tanzhi’s right arm.

The explosive, fierce internal energy struck You Tanzhi, wounding him and sending him flying backward.

Bleeding in mid-air, Abbot Xuanci’s internal energy exploded inside You Tanzhi’s body, directly leaving him severely injured.

For a moment, countless people in the arena were stunned as they watched this scene.

How long had it been? It was already over?

The strength of the Shaolin bald donkey is truly this formidable!

Abbot Xuanci withdrew his hands and stood still, then tapped his feet to return once more to the Shanmen.

He swept his gaze across the crowd, his heart surging with intense passion!

If not for his concern for the reputation of Shaolin, he would have wanted to shout a single question right then!

Who else?

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