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"Hehe." Jiang Han's expression was quite calm, but those two light words brought an overwhelming sense of mockery to the two seasoned figures of the martial world.
"I, Jiang Han, have never needed to consider the place. If there's a fight, then let's fight—what's there to talk about!" After saying this, Jiang Han dashed out like lightning, charging into the fray like a tiger entering a wolf pack.
"Sharp-tongued!" The Extinction Master cursed, casually unleashing the signature martial arts of the Emei Sect.
Her strength wasn't particularly strong; she relied on the Heavenly Sword to dominate those below the Martial Arts Grandmaster level, possessing power that could rival a half-step peak master.
Jiang Han didn't underestimate her; he didn't think much of the Extinction Master, but the Heavenly Sword was indeed formidable—a weapon of undeniable quality!
"Great Strength Diamond Finger!" The usually low-profile Kongzhi Divine Monk seized the opportunity and unleashed his signature martial arts move.
Jiang Han smirked slightly and waved his hand to counter with a palm strike, dissipating the immense force of the Great Strength Diamond Finger. At the same time, he couldn't help but marvel inwardly at why Shaolin had maintained its position at the top of the Central Plains Martial Arts World for hundreds of years, even earning the reputation that 'all martial arts come from Shaolin.'
It was astonishing that a seemingly inconspicuous old monk possessed such peak strength at the ninth level of innate mastery! Moreover, in Jiang Han's memory, Shaolin was a classic example of hiding one's true abilities—most adept at concealing their strengths, with a long-standing heritage and incredible depth!
Shaolin has faced countless crises over the past few centuries, yet each time it has persevered, emerging from difficult phases like a phoenix reborn, vibrant and full of life, akin to an evergreen tree—deep and unfathomable, leaving people at a loss.
As time progressed, it became clear to discerning observers that Jiang Han was handling the situation with ease, almost as if he were toying with Extinction and Kong Zhi. In contrast, the two of them were quickly left wounded.
Especially Kong Zhi monk, who was struck on the left shoulder by a gust from Jiang Han, taking away a piece of flesh!
"Hahaha, look at the Emei Sect Leader now! What can the Shaolin Divine Monk do? Against my Saint Son, they will surely be defeated!"
After explanations from Yang Xiao and others, the mid-level disciples of Manichaeism learned about Jiang Han's identity. Despite their injuries, they spat in the direction of the Emei and Shaolin disciples.
When they looked back at Jiang Han, their expressions were filled with immense respect.
"Indeed, our Holy Church leader is remarkable; at such a young age, his martial arts skills are terrifying!"
"Of course. Although our Holy Church may not be what it once was, we are still a top-tier force. It is no surprise that we can produce a talent like Saint Son!" The disciples believed that Jiang Han was a key figure secretly nurtured by the higher-ups, their faces full of admiration.
"Haha, watching Saint Son toy with those two old geezers is like watching a cat play with a mouse—it's an effortless task!"
Seeing that Jiang Han had gained absolute dominance, the morale of the Manichaeism side surged dramatically, even though nearly everyone was injured.
Yet still, he exuded an overwhelming aura.
"After playing with you for so long, it’s time to end this!" Jiang Han had already figured out the strength of the two and was unwilling to continue playing with them. With a slight sway of his body, he moved away from their encirclement.
"Arrogant!" Kong Zhi's hair stood on end, resembling an enraged Vajra. He slammed his staff onto the ground, creating a thunderous sound that shook the very earth.
Jiang Han sneered, "Even if I am arrogant, it's because I have the strength to be! You should worry more about whether you can leave Bright Summit alive!"
"Hmph!" The Extinction Master was too weak, breathing heavily as he activated his Cultivation Method to restore his internal energy. He pointed his sword toward Jiang Han's direction and declared, "What if I die?! My life has been lived without regret! Upholding righteousness and eliminating villains, even if I shatter like jade, I will never yield for the sake of survival!"
Jiang Han shook his head, no longer wanting to waste words with them. He shouted loudly and swung his fists repeatedly. In an instant, dozens of colorful fist prints flew out, blocking the retreat of both Extinction and Kong Zhi.
He would not waste his breath trying to persuade the Extinction Master to abandon his convictions.
What is right? What is wrong?
It is merely determined by one's stance and driven by interests!
When it comes to major issues, for nearly a hundred years, Manichaeism has fought against the Mongol Yuan dynasty, with countless disciples stepping forward one after another. What have those who claim to be from the Prestigious Sect done?
The vast majority have merely been engaged in power struggles and the pursuit of profit! With the barbarian invasion looming and the threat of national extinction imminent, these individuals not only fail to contribute to their nation but instead bury themselves in the endless battles for fame and fortune within the Jianghu Martial World. They seize upon the few indiscretions of certain Manichaeism disciples, exaggerating and demonizing Manichaeism, even labeling it as a "demonic cult" under the influence of their own interests.
Seeing Extinction and Kong Zhi trapped in a dire situation, Song Yuanqiao hurriedly signaled to his fellow disciples beside him and rushed toward the martial arts platform, shouting, "Divine Monk, Master, be careful, do not take it head-on!"
However, whether it was Extinction Master or Kong Zhi monk, both were proud individuals who regarded the Wudang Seven Heroes as juniors. Even the little respect they showed was out of consideration for Zhang Sanfeng, so they did not take his warning to heart. Instead, they gathered their inner strength to break through.
Little did they know that as soon as they made contact, their expressions changed drastically. Their bodies were sent flying like ragged cloth, blood gushing out uncontrollably.
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