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"First Elder!" An elder of the Shaolin Sect urgently called out, leaping onto the competition stage. He quickly administered a healing Treasure Pill to Kong Xin and then channeled his internal energy to help him absorb the medicine.
Moments later, Kong Xin spat out a mouthful of black blood, then his head tilted, and he fainted.
Fortunately, his life was saved! Otherwise, a martial arts master cultivated from seven Sarira would be wasted in an instant. Even though the Shaolin Sect was large and powerful, it would still be heart-wrenching!
The elder wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he met Jiang Han's half-smiling expression, which sent a chill down his spine. He hurriedly said, "Senior, this match counts as a loss for us at Shaolin. If you could let this go and allow us to leave peacefully, we will turn back to Henan and withdraw from this conflict."
The Shaolin elder spoke cautiously.
Jiang Han pondered for a moment. Considering that it was impossible to capture all the members of the Six Major Sects today, and that a hard fight would likely result in heavy losses for Manichaeism, he nodded and said, "Alright then. In the future, focus on chanting scriptures and eating vegetarian meals in the temple, and stay out of these matters in the martial world."
The elder smiled bitterly, relieved that this formidable figure did not push things to an extreme. He slightly cupped his hands in respect and then waved his sleeve for his disciples to carry Kong Xin away. After that, he led dozens of disciples without greeting the other five major sects and turned back towards Shaolin.
"Next, which of you will send someone to compete with Saint Son?" Jiang Han glanced at the Six Major Sects, especially focusing on the direction of the Kongtong Sect.
He was pondering whether the Kongtong Sect had recognized the Seven Injuries Fist he was using. He wanted to spar with the Kongtong Five Elders to see how well they had trained!
Who would have thought that these old fellows were like turtles retracting their heads, burying them low and acting like obedient children, completely lacking the righteous spirit of defiance and pride.
While Jiang Han was thinking this, little did he know that the Kongtong Five Elders were almost scared to death by him!
The disciples of the Kongtong Sect had long realized this but could not believe that this was also their Seven Injuries Fist. The power displayed by the same set of martial arts in the hands of Kongtong Sect and Jiang Han was simply too different! They were not even on the same level.
The Kongtong Five Elders, who were extremely familiar with the Seven Injuries Fist Classic, recognized it from the very beginning. Initially, they were very excited, thinking they would have a chance to reclaim their sect's martial arts and complete the existing fragments. However, after several rounds of battles, their enthusiasm had long been doused with cold water!
Whether it was Songshan Zuo Lengchan, or Emei Extinction Master, or Shaolin Kongzhi, or Kong Xin, all were renowned experts in the martial world.
Just like that, they continuously suffered defeats at the hands of that demon, let alone the remaining weaklings of the Kongtong Sect. Fight? What kind of fight is that? The demonic sect may be wary of Shaolin, but they certainly won't care about the already decayed Kongtong Sect! Charging in now would be a foolish way to seek death.
Jiang Han regretfully shifted his gaze away and looked towards the other major sects. As his eyes scanned the crowd, members of the Six Major Sects were either staring at the ground counting ants or pretending to be oblivious. A few haughty ones snorted and turned their heads away, unwilling to meet his gaze for fear of being singled out.
Seeing that no one from the Six Major Sects was willing to engage, White-Browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng laughed heartily, "Hahaha, no wonder Master Yang has such a good disciple; he has made the Central Plains' Six Major Sects roll in fear!"
Yin Tianzheng exuded an air of youthful bravado, even though his shoulder injury was causing him pain; he didn't even blink. Yang Xiao observed everyone laughing along and quietly reminded, "There are still quite a few experts among the Six Major Sects. We only have Jiang Han on our side. If they all rush at us, we might not fare well."
"Envoy Yang makes a valid point." The Carefree Immortal Duo exchanged glances and agreed, "We old bones can die anytime, but we cannot let the younger generation of Manichaeism perish." With Jiang Han emerging as a beacon of hope for the revival of Manichaeism, if their young talents suffered too many casualties, how would there be any foundation left for this soon-to-be new leader?
Manichaeism's suppression of the Western Regions relies not only on personal bravery but also on countless followers and disciples, which are crucial. If there are too many casualties, how can one defend the vast borders?
Wei Yixiao frowned and said, "I hope the Six Major Sects have some shame and adhere to the previously agreed matters. Otherwise, if it comes to a head-on confrontation..."
The Buddha Bag Monk, however, was quite optimistic and chuckled, "At this point, whether to fight or negotiate is entirely up to the Six Major Sects. If they want to negotiate, we can talk; if they want to fight, we will resolutely accompany them to the end!"
Although Shaolin has withdrawn, the other five major sects, along with some second- and third-rate sects from the Central Plains and various martial families, still represent a formidable force. However, Manichaeism's strength is not weak either. Even if the Central Plains Martial Arts World can achieve victory, it would only be a pyrrhic one. Moreover, their experts might be decapitated by the Saint Son right from the start.
While a Martial Arts Grandmaster may not be able to stand against an army of a hundred thousand, it is not unheard of for them to take an enemy's head amidst chaos.
"The monk makes a valid point," everyone thought and agreed.
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