With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 594 - 540: Heavenly Net Covering the Earth! Murderous Intent Stirs! Golden Thunder Arhat! Dragon Monk Liao Chen!
Moreover, earlier when the two of them were going hard, they didn’t aim for the vital areas like head, heart, or crotch.
Such people who can control their emotions are worth befriending deeply.
Whether carrying out national tasks in the future or exploring high-level Demon Nests, trustworthy teammates are needed to provide support.
If they’re not strong enough, they handle intelligence gathering, cleaning up spoils, and other logistics work.
If their strength can match one’s pace, then they go into battle together.
Xu Qingfeng, the brothers of Dragon and Tiger, and others at Lishan Mountain.
Shao Lin Temple’s Jue Ming, and Wudang’s Wang Ye, hmm... Yanhua’s Zheng Chengcheng also counts...
And the big fat monk in front of us can also develop one or two connections.
A person fighting alone is destined not to go far.
Having a group of like-minded people gather together, martial arts is no longer lonely...
Seeing Meng Chuan wanting to return the snake scale fruit to him, Liao Chen instinctively reached out his hand but then pulled it back.
His expression was extremely conflicted, and finally, he gritted his teeth and refused:
"The bet has been set, it cannot be broken, the Buddha does not become a petty person."
Meng Chuan weighed the fruit and laughed:
"Do you really not want it?"
Liao Chen gritted his teeth:
"I don’t want it!"
...
As the cloud wall dispersed, the surrounding monks gradually came back to their senses, the noise gradually rising.
It was truly the first time seeing such fierce Three Limits, they were just extremely shocked.
The discussions started, all the monks were experts from the Martial Monk Academy, they expressed their own insights on this uprising competition.
A monk, tall and handsome, with eyebrows and eyes similar to Tang Monk, his voice carried a hint of mockery:
"Do you all think it’s the Dragon Form that’s lacking, or is it the Elephant Form Sect that’s lacking?"
Upon hearing this, the martial monks of the Elephant Form Sect were not pleased, someone suggested:
"Since you say our Elephant Form is bad, Brother Liao Hai is a Martial Arts Master of Five Elements Water Attribute Fist, why not go up and fight that little freak?"
Someone next to him agreed:
"That’s right! Liao Hai should go up and fight, I want to place a bet too!"
As for who will win, he did not say...
Liao Hai, seeing the monks inciting him, raised an eyebrow:
"My Five Elements Fist accomplishment is not as good as Donor Meng, I concede. But Brother Fei with his Ox and Horse Twin Forms, why not go up and try?
Can restore our Zen Ancestor Land’s prestige, and save your Elephant Form’s face, it can be said to kill two birds with one stone, good indeed."
"That’s right! That’s right! Brother Fei should go up and fight!"
All the monks just wanted to win the bet, anyone could go up...
"Cough cough...I suddenly feel like going to the toilet, I’ll take my leave."
Seeing everyone start to coax him, Brother Fei made his escape, slipping away.
Looking at his retreating back, the monks were disdainful.
...
The magnetic field released, clouds completely scattered.
Sunlight shines down again, crowning the youth.
Meng Chuan gathered the mystical energies around him, looking at the monks.
For a moment, the disciples of the Martial Monk Academy were stunned by his might, no one dared to fight again!
Seeing Liao Chen refuse to take it back, he accepted the snake scale fruit to study it later.
Their relationship hadn’t been affected by this "bet-taking" incident, they still laughed and talked, discussing martial principles on the side.
After giving it their all, both were national talents, naturally reaping great rewards.
It was indeed a good opportunity to verify and digest each other’s insights.
Seeing this, the young monk Jue Ming also ran over to listen in.
Things like mind and fist intent, although he couldn’t understand them.
Still noted them down, they’ll be useful someday!
The always silent Monk Shinan saw the disciples present all decide to play the turtle.
Did not rage, but...felt a bit down:
"Not one with guts..."
However, this could be understood.
This kid’s might lingered, his demeanor after fighting, appeared extremely relaxed.
If they lose, not only are they ashamed but also have to pay up for the bet.
Even if they win, the Three Limits disciples have to consider reputation, to avoid being labeled as "taking advantage of others".
Even if you call the top of "Twelve Vajra", nearly Four Limits Grandmaster [Innocent Golden Wheel · Liao Fa] to come.
Definitely would win, but so what?
If it’s crushing with martial arts cultivation, it’d be better if he personally went...
This kid is only at Three Limits!
And even far from reaching the Qi Blood peak of the Martial Arts Master realm...
If truly a fair fight, the old monk seriously doubts.
Even if tied the "Liao" and "Jue" generations of Three Limits disciples together, whether ganging up or in relay battle, not enough to beat this kid...
