In an instant, everyone looked up at the fourth floor of the Enlightenment Tower.
The sword cry there was earth-shattering.
Divine Monk Kongjian and Master Du’e’s faces lit up with joy, clearly, Ye Qiu had comprehended the fourth sword.
However, the sword energy soon dissipated, and the fourth floor returned to silence.
What was happening?
Master Du’e and Divine Monk Kongjian exchanged glances.
After a while, there was still no sign of Ye Qiu emerging from the fourth floor.
A sinking feeling gripped the hearts of Master Du’e and Divine Monk Kongjian, they feared one outcome.
Ye Qiu had failed!
“Hahaha…”
Suddenly, Long Wu burst into laughter, “I knew that kid was hiding somewhere, turns out he’s in the tower, excellent.”
With that, Long Wu’s figure turned into a blur, charging towards the Enlightenment Tower.
Divine Monk Kongjian’s figure flickered, intercepting Long Wu.
“Amitabha!”
Divine Monk Kongjian clasped his hands together and said, “The Enlightenment Tower is a sacred place of this temple, only high monks of the temple or distinguished guests invited by the abbot may enter, others are not permitted to trespass.”
“Old bald donkey, what’s that supposed to mean?”
Long Wu’s expression darkened, he said coldly, “I’m telling you, no one can stop me from killing Ye Qiu today.”
“Either you step aside, or I’ll wipe out your Tianlong Temple.”
Divine Monk Kongjian, expressionless, said, “This is a pure Buddhist land, Benefactor, your killing intent is too heavy.”
“I’ll ask you one more time, are you stepping aside or not?” Long Wu’s killing intent grew even stronger.
Divine Monk Kongjian said, “As this poor monk just said, the Enlightenment Tower is a sacred place of this temple, outsiders may not enter.”
“In that case, I’ll slaughter you first, old bald donkey.”
Long Wu shot forward like an arrow, striking a palm towards Divine Monk Kongjian’s chest.
Divine Monk Kongjian stood his ground, raising his right hand and fiercely striking out with a palm.
One of the seventy-two supreme Buddhist techniques, Great Vajra Palm!
Bang!
The two clashed with a palm strike.
After the strike, Long Wu moved with strange footwork, constantly appearing in all four directions around Divine Monk Kongjian, attacking relentlessly, his speed increasing until, in the end, only a blurred shadow could be seen striking repeatedly.
Though Divine Monk Kongjian was lean, he stood there like an immovable, towering mountain.
His hands continuously defended and counterattacked, his speed also increasing, dazzling to the eye.
Not far away, Master Du’e widened his eyes, watching the two combatants, his expression unprecedentedly grave.
“The martial arts of the world are only broken by speed, if I faced Long Wu, could I handle it as effortlessly as Master?”
Master Du’e finished speaking and shook his head.
“Only Master can hold off Long Wu, if it were me, I might have been killed by him long ago.”
“I thought reaching the Dragon List made one a supreme master, now I see how wrong I was.”
“Long Wu’s skills are truly terrifying.”
Master Du’e suddenly recalled Ye Qiu’s words, “Benefactor Ye said Long Liu had come out of seclusion and was heading to Dali, why hasn’t Long Liu shown himself?”
“Could he be hiding in the shadows, preparing to ambush Master?”
At this thought, Master Du’e’s nerves tensed.
With just one Long Wu already fighting Divine Monk Kongjian to a stalemate, if Long Liu was lurking in the shadows, the situation would be dire for them.
Long Wu and Divine Monk Kongjian were locked in battle, only two blurred shadows could be seen moving at high speed.
Even a master like Master Du’e could no longer discern their attack patterns.
They were simply too fast.
Five full minutes passed.
Finally, the speed of the two combatants began to slow.
Divine Monk Kongjian had just dodged a fierce kick from Long Wu, then swiftly struck out with a palm, preparing to parry Long Wu’s fist.
However, his palm struck nothing.
A feint?
Divine Monk Kongjian’s brow twitched, instinctively wanting to retreat, but he suddenly sensed a gust of force from behind.
With no choice, Divine Monk Kongjian moved forward.
At that moment, Long Wu circled to the front of Divine Monk Kongjian, once again using his eerie footwork, unleashing over thirty punches in rapid succession.
The two traded blows, fighting fiercely.
After a while, suddenly, both stopped without warning.
Five seconds later, “Die!” Long Wu threw a punch at Divine Monk Kongjian.
Divine Monk Kongjian met Long Wu’s fist with a punch of his own.
Both were supreme masters, after fighting for a while and finding neither could overpower the other, they abandoned flashy moves, opting for brutal, direct methods to settle the score.
“Boom!”
Their fists collided, parting on contact.
Neither could force the other back.
“Boom!”
They punched again, clashing once more.
This time, they were evenly matched.
“Old bald donkey, you’ve made quite some progress over the years!” Long Wu said darkly.
Divine Monk Kongjian smiled faintly, “Benefactor Long’s progress is also significant.”
“But unfortunately, you can’t stop me.”
After saying this, Long Wu deliberately stepped back five paces, then suddenly tensed his body, squatting in a horse stance, his right hand clenching into a fist.
Divine Monk Kongjian’s expression grew grave, his right hand also tightly clenching into a fist.
“Here it comes!”
Long Wu roared, his fist smashing forward. At that moment, all the strength in his body was concentrated in that fist.
Divine Monk Kongjian didn’t dare to be careless, frantically channelling his internal energy, using one of the seventy-two supreme Buddhist techniques, Arhat Fist.
Boom!
Their fists collided, producing a deafening explosion.
Ear-splitting.
Step!
Step!
Step!
Both were thrown back, propelled by the immense force of the other’s fist.
Long Wu executed several backflips, then used a heavy drop to steady himself.
“Pfft,” he spat out a mouthful of blood.
In contrast, Divine Monk Kongjian’s gaunt frame kept retreating, his heels leaving a ten-centimetre-deep trench in the ground.
After nine steps, Divine Monk Kongjian stopped.
“Amitabha, Benefactor Long’s power is profound, this poor monk is in awe,” Divine Monk Kongjian said softly.
At this moment, Long Wu’s face was grim.
That last strike had caused him severe internal injuries, his chest still roiling with blood and qi.
“I used all my strength, and this old bald donkey didn’t spit blood?”
“By rights, he should have sustained serious internal injuries too, how does he seem uninjured?”
“Could this old bald donkey be hiding his true cultivation?”
“With him here, killing Ye Qiu will be difficult.”
“I’ve come all this way, if I can’t even kill Ye Qiu, how can I face going back?”
Thinking this, Long Wu wiped the blood from his mouth and snorted coldly, “Kongjian, that kid is Ye Wushuang’s son, you should know, you can’t protect him.”
“Even if you stop me now, you can’t stop my big brother and the others.”
“Ye Wushuang’s seed, our Forbidden City will spare no effort to eradicate.”
“Kongjian, if you persist in this folly, Tianlong Temple will not escape calamity.”
“And your disciple will die without a burial place!”
Long Wu shouted loudly, “So… are you still going to protect that kid?”
