Chapter 898: Old thief, please go to your death!

"Is that so?"

Monk Liaochen smiled indifferently, seemingly not surprised.

He asked again: "Does little friend Chen want to kill this poor monk?"

"Is that allowed?" Chen Guanlou knew how to climb up the pole; he actually asked the other party if it was allowed. It was simply a direct provocation, a classic case of pushing his luck, not fearing death, and not knowing how to write the word 'fear'.

"Of course it is allowed. However..."

"There are conditions to killing you?" Chen Guanlou sneered.

Monk Liaochen didn't care about his attitude at all. "After you kill Zhou Mobai and eliminate a scourge for the people, this poor monk will be at Daxiang Temple, waiting for you to come and kill me at any time."

"Why can't you be the one to die first?" Chen Guanlou was full of courage and didn't give any face at all. He dared to provoke an injured Grandmaster; he was truly bold and heaven-defying, and indeed didn't know the meaning of the word 'fear'!

"My Buddha is merciful! If I don't kill Zhou Mobai, this poor monk's thoughts will not be clear. If my thoughts are not clear, I cannot face death with equanimity and will inevitably give rise to delusions. I'm afraid you cannot kill this poor monk. Even if this poor monk has suffered severe internal injuries, I am not someone you can kill at will. If you don't believe me, why not exchange a couple of moves."

Chen Guanlou did not rashly exchange moves!

Tonight was filled with killing intent, and he had to be cautious, even more cautious, for fear of accidentally jumping into someone else's pit and being buried.

"Senior is joking; of course, this junior respects your wishes! I also often have unclear thoughts and know the pain within. I respect senior's wishes; as for whether I kill you or not, that was just a momentary remark and should not be taken seriously."

Monk Liaochen's mouth curled up slightly. "So, little friend Chen has temporarily dismissed the plan to take my head?"

"I never thought about taking senior's head. Even the Buddha said, 'Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!' I believe you are truly an enlightened high monk, not someone who fishes for fame and compliments!"

Chen Guanlou offered a round of flattery while guessing what the other party's purpose actually was.

"This poor monk knows that Zhou Mobai has made things difficult for you several times, and even wanted to take your life. If you want to kill him, tonight is the opportunity. If you miss tonight, for the rest of your life, you will never have another chance to kill him. Do you know what Zhou Mobai's weakness is?"

"What is it?"

"Come closer, and this poor monk will tell you truthfully to help you out."

Chen Guanlou, however, stood where he was, unmoving. "Master, please speak; even if you speak softly, I can hear you. My five senses are very sharp!"

Monk Liaochen raised his head abruptly, his gaze changing from that of a merciful master to something extremely sinister and vicious. "Do you not trust this old monk?"

"Not at all! When people in the Jianghu interact, there must be a sense of boundaries. You understand boundaries, right! It's similar to a sense of proportion. Moreover, I am not used to being too close to people, especially masters like you who have been famous for a long time. I revere you in my heart; with my status, I can only watch from afar, how would I dare to approach and desecrate you."

"This poor monk doesn't mind!" Monk Liaochen returned to his benevolent appearance.

"But I mind!" Chen Guanlou said while retreating.

His Jianghu experience was indeed insufficient, but he had read so many novels and watched so many movies and TV shows in his past life that he had long since seen all kinds of tricks and routines.

When a master of verbal sparring possessed absolute strength, even if he lacked real Jianghu experience, it didn't mean he lacked the vigilance to guard against villains and underhanded methods. The experience of predecessors was also experience, and the blood and tears lessons of predecessors were also lessons. Using the knowledge of his past life in this life was truly very useful; it could be called a dimensionality reduction strike.

With Liaochen's behavior, one look told him he was up to no good.

As a great demon in the first half of his life, he was full of evil and only became a monk to avoid enemies. Only a ghost would believe that the other party had truly put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. If becoming a Buddha were that easy, the Buddhist sect would have long since unified the four seas and reigned supreme.

"As a junior, why do you refuse to obediently follow the instructions of your senior? You are very bad! You are very annoying!" Monk Liaochen's patience seemed to be running out, and he found it difficult to maintain the image of an enlightened high monk; his words clearly revealed the habitual rhetoric of a Jianghu scoundrel.

Chen Guanlou chuckled and continued to retreat. "I don't understand what senior is saying! I am not a disciple of the Buddhist sect, nor am I a disciple of a Jianghu sect; I work in the officialdom. I only listen to the instructions of my superiors. Senior, if you have any needs, I will go to Daxiang Temple and find someone to help you handle them."

"You little thief, you are truly stubborn and won't listen to advice. Don't you want to kill Zhou Mobai?"

"Killing is not urgent. I want to live more!"

"You refuse to grasp a heaven-sent opportunity, you are truly incompetent! Just go to your death!"

Monk Liaochen changed his face in a second, revealing his ferocious nature, and headed straight for Chen Guanlou!

"Well come!"

Chen Guanlou did not overestimate himself and directly drew his precious blade, 'Decisive Execution,' to engage in battle!

Tonight, either he died or the other party died. If he let the other party live, he would be unable to eat or sleep in peace! As for Zhou Mobai, whether he killed him tonight or next year, he would have to kill him sooner or later; he could afford to wait!

Liaochen, this old sinister thief, was the true heart-and-gut threat that had to be eliminated quickly.

Zhou Mobai was openly going crazy.

The old sinister thief was killing people in the dark! He was extremely sinister!

Once they exchanged moves, the other party was indeed worthy of being a Grandmaster. Even with such severe internal injuries, he still had the strength to fight.

Chen Guanlou's hand went numb, but he became excited.

He had the Longevity Dao Fruit; he was not afraid of being injured!

He just didn't know how many times the old sinister thief could withstand his all-out strike!

"Kill!"

"Little thief, you really did hide your strength. No! You lied, you lied to everyone! You obtained an opportunity in the ancient tomb! You shouldn't have such high cultivation, and your blade technique shouldn't be so transparent and refined... Little thief, you actually dared to deceive this old man! Tonight, I will twist off your head to warn the world!"

"Old thief, if you want to kill me, you'll have to rely on your injured, broken body. Hahaha... Even if you are a Grandmaster, today you will die at the hands of a junior like me. To tell you the truth, I did obtain a little opportunity in the ancient tomb. Next, I will let you see my true strength and how big the gap is from your Grandmaster cultivation! Watch the blade, go to your death!"

Chen Guanlou carried monstrous rage and struck with all his might, directly shattering the old sinister thief's 'boundless Buddhist dharma.' The blade's edge carried the curses and killing intent of countless innocent souls, killing toward that ugly, ferocious face!

Kill!

Blood splattered!

Monk Liaochen fell from mid-air, retreating repeatedly, with an expression of disbelief.

"You... you... you are a Grandmaster!"

"Sorry to disappoint you. I am at most a 'knockoff' Grandmaster, or half a step into the Grandmaster realm. Well, do you still want to take my head now?"

"You hid it from everyone, and actually secretly stepped into the Grandmaster realm. You... why was there not the slightest movement?"

It was known that any martial artist who promoted to Grandmaster would cause a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering commotion. To date, there had been no exceptions.

But this kid in front of him, silent and soundless, eating, drinking, and having fun every day, with nothing special looking about him except for a handsome face, had actually silently stepped half a foot into the Grandmaster realm.

This, this, this... completely subverted previous cognition. It subverted the rules of the martial path.

"I said long ago, whether it's being a person or practicing martial arts, one cannot stick to the rules. Don't think that the current rules are eternal truths! Old thief, please go to your death!" ===== CHAPTER 899 =====