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This is the way of the Prestigious Sect, which does not question right or wrong, only stands by its position, and has always been this way. Accusing others and setting up a false front as virtuous individuals is something that righteous people have always done with great enthusiasm.
Of course, this does not mean that everyone in the demonic sect is a good person; rather, those in the demonic sect are not as hypocritical. They tend to act wickedly but are bold enough to speak their minds. When it comes to fame and fortune, they see things much more clearly than those in the righteous path.
Song Yuanqiao was momentarily taken aback. He wanted to get angry but realized he could never match the person before him. All he could do was angrily signal the Emei Disciples to carefully help the Extinction Master down from the competition platform.
Jiang Han couldn't be bothered to argue. In this battle, Extinction was practically half-done for! Even if she were to rely on Panacea to prolong her life, it would be impossible for her to act easily again; otherwise, if her meridians were damaged, it wouldn't be surprising if she died from it.
In his view, if Extinction didn't change her bad habits soon, she might only last another year or so. Kong Zhi was dead, yet Extinction survived. This wasn't because he had held back; rather, at the critical moment, Extinction had used the Heavenly Sword to block a few punches and protected her vital points, which allowed her to survive with half her life intact.
Jiang Han intended to seize the Heavenly Sword but saw someone suddenly appear to block his way. The person was plump and round like Maitreya Buddha, dressed in monk's robes, rolling Buddhist beads in his hands. Although he spoke with a smile, there was a chilling coldness akin to winter in his demeanor!
"Amitabha, this benefactor is so ruthless at such a young age!"
Jiang Han's expression darkened, "Abbot, who are you to meddle in the affairs of this Saint Son?!"
The Abbot bowed, "I am the head of Prajna Hall, and since you have killed one of my Shaolin disciples, today you will join me in meditation at Shaolin to cultivate your mind and spirit!"
"Such arrogance is like a toad yawning!" Jiang Han's gaze turned cold as he scrutinized the Abbot and said, "That Kong Zhi from the Shaolin Arhat Hall was your junior brother, wasn't he? He also spoke arrogantly at first. I hope you have some real skills; otherwise, you might end up with the same fate as him!"
The Shaolin Temple is divided into ten halls: Arhat Hall, Prajna Hall, Bodhi Courtyard, Discipline Institute, Zen Hall, Repentance Hall, Medicine King Hall, Shariliang, Scripture Repository, and Dharma Institute. The Shaolin Arhat Hall is merely a place for ordinary Shaolin disciples to practice martial arts. However, as the head of the hall, Kong Zhi has reached the peak of the Ninth Heaven and possesses skills that surpass those of most sect leaders outside of Shaolin, except for Zhang Sanfeng. This demonstrates the depth of Shaolin's foundation.
In front of him stands Kong Xin, the head of Prajna Hall, who specializes in techniques such as palm strikes and grappling. His cultivation is even higher than Kong Zhi's and has reached the limit of Half-Step Grandmaster. With the right opportunity, he could achieve the status of Martial Arts Grandmaster.
Even though Kong Xin has profound Buddhist teachings, he couldn't help but be enraged by Jiang Han's words. His three corpses were in turmoil as he chanted another Buddhist invocation and took the initiative to strike first: "Demonic cult scoundrel, prepare to meet your end!"
As he spoke, his left hand executed the Twisting Flower Finger, while his right hand unleashed the Dragon Claw Technique. The two techniques from the Seventy-Two Ultimate Techniques were performed with great vigor.
Jiang Han had killed his junior disciple and was unwilling to kneel down and accept punishment. Therefore, he held no goodwill towards Jiang Han and even did not want to say another word to him.
Jiang Han instinctively wanted to counter with the Seven Injuries Fist, but unexpectedly, his opponent suddenly let out a thunderous roar that momentarily stunned him.
This was the Lion's Roar!
Jiang Han narrowed his eyes; this Kong Xin's martial arts skills were indeed extraordinary, far beyond that of the Shaolin Arhat Hall's first seat, Kong Zhi, whom he had just killed.
"Interesting, interesting. Let's see how many of my moves you can withstand before you meet your end!" Jiang Han chuckled lightly.
Although Kong Xin's Twisting Flower Finger and Dragon Claw Technique were impressive, he remained completely unflustered. Just as these two powerful attacks were about to reach him, he whispered:
"Since that's the case, let Abbot witness the power of my Manichaeism's signature martial arts!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a swirling field suddenly appeared around him. With a gentle lift of his hand, Kong Xin's two attacks were deflected away and bizarrely returned towards Kong Xin himself, their power increased by three to five times.
"This is... Transference of Heaven and Earth!" When Jiang Han executed this move, the high-ranking members of Manichaeism stood up excitedly from their cushions.
How many years has it been? Since Master Yang closed himself off, the signature cultivation method, Transference of Heaven and Earth, has also gone missing. The most important essence of Manichaeism has vanished, which is a heavy blow to Manichaeism!
"Heaven bless our Holy Church!" the Azure Wing Bat King Wei Yixiao said with tears streaming down his face. Everyone knows how ruthless he is, often draining the blood of others, but who understands the depth of his loyalty to Manichaeism?
"Heaven bless our Holy Church!" the disciples of Manichaeism shouted in unison.
In contrast, the Six Major Sects looked as if they had eaten a dead fly.
"Father, do you think Kong Xin Monk can win?" Song Qing Shu bit her lip and quietly asked her father.
Song Yuanqiao was taken aback for a moment; he nodded first, then shook his head and sighed, "I don't know. However, Shaolin has a deep foundation. Master Kong Xin has seen that young man make several moves and still enters the arena; he must have some hidden cards."
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