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Half of his face was already swollen up.
He spoke unclearly, and "143" had suffered severe internal injuries.
"Watch your mouth, or Brother Ning Chen could kill you in the blink of an eye!"
Huang Rong said fiercely.
"Thank you, Immortal."
Qiao Feng clasped his hands in greeting.
Ning Chen spared Quan Guanqing's life, which was naturally a gesture of respect.
He had witnessed Ning Chen's strength during the live stream.
If the immortals really started fighting...
All the people here combined couldn't withstand a single casual sword strike from Ning Chen.
"Being loyal is good, but what if the other party wants to kill you?"
You're still trying to protect them; that's foolish!
Huang Rong said.
At that moment, the voices of Beggars' Sect disciples rang out.
"Elder Xu has arrived!"
"The Five Heroes of Mount Tai have arrived!"
"Madam Ma has arrived!"
"Grandpa and Grandma Tan have arrived!"
……
After a series of shouts subsided,
Many figures appeared in the apricot grove.
Elder Xu of the Beggars' Sect had just dismounted when he greeted him with a smile.
"The Shan family, father and son, of Mount Tai; the Tan family, husband and wife, of Mount Taihang; and Mr. Zhao Qiansun."
There was also Master Zhiguang from Tiantai Mountain, and Ma Dayuan's widow.
Welcome to our community!
"Hehe, little girl, don't think you can act violently in front of others just because you have martial arts skills."
Tan Gong and Tan Po walked quickly to Quan Guanqing.
Granny Tan forced out the stagnant blood with a palm strike, and Grandpa Tan applied the medicinal powder to the wound.
They turned to look at Ning Chen and his group, and sneered.
After the couple examined Quan Guanqing's injuries,
I sensed that although this person possessed strong internal strength, he was not yet at the top level of the contemporary world.
Therefore, they are quite blunt in their speech.
"May I strike with my sword?"
Li Hanyi narrowed her eyes; she was asking Ning Chen this question.
As long as Ning Chen nods, she will draw her sword and cleanse the apricot grove!
Ning Chen patted her little hand and smiled, "Don't be impatient."
At this moment, Master Zhiguang, dressed in a kasaya, stepped out from the crowd.
He said in a deep voice, "This old monk has come here today..."
This is to confess something to all my fellow martial arts practitioners.
This exposes the grave mistake we made back then due to a moment of carelessness!
Qiao Feng slowly stood up. He already had a premonition that this matter was probably related to him.
Master Zhiguang sighed, "Thirty years ago, Chief Wang of the Beggars' Sect suddenly summoned us."
We need to discuss something important.
A highly respected figure in the martial arts world was also present at the time.
He told us that the Khitans were going to send a top-notch martial arts master to secretly infiltrate Shaolin Temple.
The goal was to steal all the martial arts manuals from Shaolin Temple and return them to the Liao Kingdom.
Make all Liao soldiers practice.
At that time, the Song and Liao dynasties had been at war for many years and were evenly matched.
But if Shaolin martial arts were to flow into the Liao Kingdom, and every Liao soldier practiced martial arts,
In a few years, who in the world will be their match?
At that time, the Song Dynasty would probably perish!
Therefore, we decided to set off immediately to intercept and kill this man outside Yanmen Pass.
We must never let him set foot in the Central Plains.
If I may ask, what would Chief Qiao have done if he were present?
The old monk looked at Qiao Feng, waiting for his answer.
Qiao Feng frowned in thought. Having already been told about his background, he was now caught in a dilemma.
Ning Chen spoke with a faint smile.
"What a high-sounding reason. Old monk, let me ask you a question too."
Are Shaolin martial arts skills something that just anyone can learn if they want to?
Li Hanyi, sword in hand, sneered.
Huang Rong rolled her eyes and said:
"Yes, all martial arts have a threshold."
Even if he were to take it back to Liao, the Liao people who could train him would be one in a hundred.
Master Zhiguang frowned and said:
"What are you saying, female benefactor? Even if not everyone can truly practice martial arts..."
"What if they really train a few top-tier fighters? On the battlefield, who would be their match?"
His momentum immediately weakened.
He hadn't actually noticed this fatal problem before.
Liao soldiers are just ordinary people; how could every one of them have martial arts talent?
"How many masters will they train? Are you just sitting around doing nothing?"
Huang Yaoshi looked displeased. What kind of lame excuses did the old monk give?
It takes at least ten or twenty years for a top-tier master to train.
It also requires a lot of resources to cultivate.
With so much time having passed, has the martial arts world of the Central Plains not produced any rising stars?
The old monk Zhiguang looked rather unpleasant, but he remained stubborn.
"Even ordinary soldiers, with more practice, can strengthen their muscles and bones through Shaolin martial arts."
Each soldier's combat effectiveness can be increased by 20% to 30%.
Even a single person is like this,
If placed in a large-scale military formation...
This improvement is undoubtedly enormous!
"Heh, wouldn't the Shaolin Temple also hand over its martial arts to the Song soldiers?"
Ning Chen's words left the monk Zhiguang speechless.
"This……"
Zhiguang, feeling somewhat embarrassed, had no choice but to continue.
"At that time, we followed our leader to Yanmen Pass."
The leader is a master of martial arts and holds a superior position.
Therefore, we all obey his commands.
We first encountered a group of Liao soldiers, which we easily wiped out.
But in the ensuing bloody battle, our group of fifteen...
Most of them died at the hands of those Khitan masters.