Chapter 74

"Old Master Xiao, if you have a way to treat Old Master Murong, would you be willing to heal him?" the monk who was sweeping the floor asked Xiao Yuanshan.

Xiao Yuanshan sneered and said, "What are you talking about? You actually want me to heal that old scoundrel Murong Bo? Dream on. Murong Bo killed my beloved wife and made my Feng leave me for thirty years. I wish to tear him to pieces."

Murong Fu shouted loudly, "Watch your mouth. If you insult my father again, don't blame me for being impolite."

The monk who was sweeping the floor then said to Murong Bo, "Old Master Murong, if you have a way to treat Old Master Xiao, would you be willing to do so?"

Murong Bo sneered, "I am unwilling."

The monk sighed, "When will the cycle of revenge end? Since you both want to kill each other, then all the sins will be borne by me."

Two beams of light shot from the monk's eyes, a special attack technique of a grandmaster, "Gaze."

These two beams of light, carrying mental power, instantly shattered Murong Bo's will.

"Spit." Murong Bo spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"Father!" Murong Fu shouted loudly.

"Clang!" Murong Fu drew his long sword and thrust it at the monk.

The monk caught the sword with two fingers and then flicked it lightly, sending a powerful finger force that sent the sword flying.

Murong Fu was pushed back. He held Murong Bo, but could no longer feel his father's breath.

"You, old bald monk, talk about mercy, but now you've killed my father? What kind of Buddhism do you practice?" Murong Fu said in grief.

The monk glanced at Murong Fu but ignored him, instead saying to Xiao Yuanshan, "Old Master Xiao, your enemy is now dead. Do what you want to do. However, Young Hero Murong Fu will soon seek revenge against both of us. I wonder what to do."

Xiao Yuanshan, seeing Murong Bo dead, felt his heart suddenly empty. After thirty years of obsession, he now really didn't know what to do.

"Yes, Murong Bo is dead. What should I do?" Xiao Yuanshan muttered.

The monk used two more "Gazes."

Xiao Yuanshan also spat out blood and fell to the ground.

"Father!" Xiao Feng roared, unleashing a powerful "Kanglong Youhui" (Repentant Dragon).

"Roar!"

A deep dragon's roar echoed as a golden true qi dragon beam attacked the monk.

The monk struck out with a palm, colliding with Xiao Feng's "Kanglong Youhui."

"Boom!"

Xiao Feng was pushed back, while the monk's body only swayed slightly.

The monk looked at Xiao Feng and said admiringly, "What excellent martial arts. The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the most yang and powerful, are indeed well-deserved. They can be called the two greatest martial arts in the world along with the internal family boxing."

The monk made Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo sit cross-legged, facing each other, allowing their true qi to flow between them.

The monk struck both of them with true qi, and Xiao Feng and Murong Fu could feel their breathing start to recover.

"My father is alive again?" Xiao Feng exclaimed.

Now he realized that the monk was actually saving Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo.

Murong Fu felt better, knowing his father was not dead, which was truly a relief.

At this moment, Wang Yue, who was standing in the Mixed Yuan Stance, began to feel energy flowing, and his blood and qi began to gather.

Wang Yue's mental power, which had been scattered by the monk's mental power, began to gather again.

"Without destruction, there is no creation. After destruction, there is creation." Wang Yue thought, "So this is the third level of mental power!"

With Wang Yue at the center, huge rocks and the floor within ten meters began to float, the powerful energy making all the martial artists feel suffocated.

"This... this..." Everyone was stunned.

The injured Wang Yue was now even more powerful than before.

Li Qiushui was shocked, "What powerful energy, what powerful mental power. This is a grandmaster! Wang Yue has become a grandmaster!"

Li Qiushui was also happy, although she and Wang Yue were not on good terms and she had a grudge against him, Wang Yue was still her granddaughter's husband, Wang Yuyan's husband.

Now that Wang Yue had become a grandmaster, no one could harm Wang Yuyan and Li Qingluo.

Xiao Huan laughed, "Great, the village chief has become a Danjin martial artist, a grandmaster. Humph, the village chief must be more powerful than that old monk now!"

Wang Yuyan's eyes were also filled with surprise.

The monk sighed and said, "Young Hero Wang Yue, with your extraordinary talent, you have finally become a grandmaster. Congratulations."

Xiao Feng, Xu Zhu, and Duan Yu looked at Wang Yue with envy. A grandmaster, the absolute peak of martial arts.

Murong Fu's eyes were filled with jealousy and resentment, thinking, "Humph, internal family boxing Danjin? Grandmaster? I, Murong Fu, will also reach that level!"

Wang Yue's body's strength finally gathered successfully.

Now Wang Yue felt his body full of power, as if a single punch could punch a hole in the sky.

Of course, this was just an illusion, as suddenly gaining such powerful strength was hard to control.

Wang Yue opened his eyes, and the surrounding force field disappeared. Now Wang Yue had all his strength under control, looking no more than fifteen years old, and not at all like a powerful martial artist.

Now Wang Yue looked like a sunny young neighbor, completely different from a martial artist.

"Murong Bo, I told you, even the Buddha couldn't save you today." Wang Yue took a step, and his body suddenly disappeared, reappearing next to Murong Bo.

Wang Yue used the "Yubu" step from internal family boxing.

With "Yubu" perfected, Wang Yue could now achieve the legendary "shrinking the earth to an inch."

Now Wang Yue's lightness skill was no worse than Li Qiushui's "Lingbo Weibu," and even faster. Even facing the Wolf God and Li Xuan, Wang Yue now had the confidence to escape.

Fast, Wang Yue was incredibly fast, even the monk could only detect a shadow with his mental power.

Wang Yue pressed a palm on Murong Bo, just an ordinary palm, but everyone felt that Wang Yue's palm was the entire world.

The weight of the world pressing down was something no human could resist.

Wang Yue's current strength had surpassed 200,000 pounds, and a single palm could kill a master. Even a half-grandmaster like Xu Zhu, Wang Yue could kill in one move!

The monk's face finally changed, "Young Hero Wang Yue, stop!"

The monk struck out with a palm. This time he used all his strength and true qi, reaching the ultimate speed.

Murong Bo also knew that he had no chance of survival today. A grandmaster wanted to kill someone, and no one could save them.

"Fufu, run quickly! Restore the Great Yan!" Murong Bo roared.

"Bang!" Wang Yue pressed a palm on Murong Bo's head.

Murong Bo's body showed no visible injury, but his internal bones and organs were turned to mush by the powerful punch, and he was dead.

"Father!" Murong Fu screamed, then used his lightness skill to escape from Shaolin Temple. Wang Yue was now a grandmaster, not someone he could resist, so he had to escape first and seek revenge later.

"Boom!"

Wang Yue and the monk exchanged a palm.

Both retreated, each taking twenty steps.

Wang Yue had the advantage of internal family boxing, while the monk had nearly 150 years of cultivation. They were evenly matched.

Wang Yue smiled, "Buddhist Palm, very powerful! Venerable monk, I don't have time to waste with you. I still need to chase Murong Fu. See you later!"

"Amitabha." The monk proclaimed, "Young Hero Wang Yue, you are now a grandmaster, the top martial artist in the world. Why do you still want to kill? With me here today, you won't be able to kill anyone else."

The monk was surrounded by a golden light, like a golden Buddha descending.

"Humph!" Wang Yue didn't waste words with the monk. He still needed to kill Murong Fu.

The monk's figure instantly disappeared, blocking Wang Yue and attacking him with a palm. To save Murong Fu, he had to stop Wang Yue. With just a moment, Murong Fu could escape from Shaoshi Mountain.

Wang Yue sneered, "Old monk, you're overstepping. Now that I, Wang Yue, am a Danjin martial artist, I can kill whoever I want. No one can stop me. If you keep interfering, I'll show you what I'm capable of."

"Turning Heaven Seal!"

Wang Yue used the killing move "Turning Heaven Seal" from internal family boxing.

Now Wang Yue's "Turning Heaven Seal" was ten times more powerful than before.

Even the monk felt immense pressure facing this move.

"Boom!"

The monk's Buddhist Palm and Wang Yue's Turning Heaven Seal collided.

The monk was pushed back by Wang Yue but immediately attacked again, not letting Wang Yue leave.

"Good!" Wang Yue shouted, "I want to see how many Turning Heaven Seals you can withstand!"

The monk's speed was as fast as Wang Yue's. Although he couldn't defeat Wang Yue, he could still block him.

After exchanging a few palms with Wang Yue, the monk retreated to the side, recovering his true qi and blood.

Wang Yue sighed and didn't chase Murong Fu anymore. Murong Fu had already run far away.

Murong Fu was not a grandmaster and had no mental power. Finding him in a crowd, even as a Danjin martial artist, was difficult for Wang Yue.

"Old monk, you've saved another person." Wang Yue smiled, "I wonder if you'll regret your decision when Murong Fu causes trouble in the future. Ha ha..."

The monk said calmly, "Young Hero Wang Yue, a grandmaster should not attack ordinary martial artists. Even if Murong Fu is strong, he is just a master. Why do you need to kill him? Even if Murong Fu seeks revenge, his skills are not a threat to you."

Wang Yue coldly snorted and said nothing. He had a premonition that Murong Fu would obtain the Northern Sea Divine Skill and become a grandmaster, possibly even a rival.

Wang Yue was a Danjin martial artist, and even if Murong Fu became a grandmaster, he wouldn't fear him, but the villagers were just ordinary people and couldn't match a grandmaster.

Facing danger, it must be eliminated at its root.

"Alas, Murong Fu has escaped again." Wang Yue sighed.

Wang Yue bowed to Xiao Feng, Xiao Yuanshan, Xu Zhu, Duan Yu, and the other martial artists, "I came to Shaolin Temple to resolve the feud with the Murong family. Now that it's done, I will take my leave."

The martial arts conference and the title of martial arts leader held no interest for Wang Yue. Since Murong Bo was dead and Murong Fu had escaped, staying at Shaolin Temple was meaningless.

Wang Yue didn't like such gatherings.

Wang Yue came to Wang Yuyan and said, "Yuyan, grandmother, Xiao Huan, let's go home."

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