Chapter 311: Using the demonic technique I created to attack me?
“Today, I’ve come to take your life!” the great leader of the Green Garment Tower said arrogantly.
“Amitabha! If you have the ability, then take it! To avenge the deceased disciples of the Buddhist Sect and the innocent people, this poor monk will not hold back!” Master Liaochen said with determination.
“Then let’s begin!”
The two top figures of their time stopped talking and started fighting with all their might.
“Boom” “Boom…”
Dust flew everywhere, and the world seemed to turn upside down.
Within a hundred moves, neither could best the other.
But after a hundred moves, Master Liaochen gradually began to struggle, feeling very surprised in his heart.
He had the upper hand in their first confrontation, beating his opponent by a slight margin.
Why, after only a month, had his opponent caught up and even surpassed him?
What kind of fortuitous encounter had he had to improve so quickly?
The great leader of the Green Garment Tower also noticed the gap and laughed joyfully, “Liaochen, you bald donkey, it seems you’re no match for me now!”
Master Liaochen kept silent and resisted with all his might.
Another hundred moves passed, and Master Liaochen started to show signs of defeat, being suppressed by the great leader.
Another hundred moves and Master Liaochen was already in a state of disarray, quite embarrassed.
The monks below watched this scene, all of them worried.
“Master Liachen… our Master won’t lose, will he?”
“Impossible! As the saying goes, evil cannot overcome good. How could Master Liaochen lose?”
“Moreover, Master Liaochen is one of the old seniors among the Great Grandmasters. His skills are profound, so how could he lose to a demon who has just entered the realm of Great Grandmaster?”
“That’s right, don’t scare yourself!”
However, all this was just self-comfort.
After 500 moves, Master Liaochen was struck to the ground by the great leader while vomiting blood.
Master Liaochen wiped the blood from his mouth and charged into battle once again.
But after another hundred moves, he was knocked down again.
This time, his injuries were even more severe.
Then, once again, he bravely fought his way out.
Time and time again, Master Liaochen charged out only to be beaten back shortly after. The deepening wounds exacerbated his condition, and he spat out blood continuously, causing the hearts of the monks below to clench with worry.
“Master, why don’t we all join forces and fight this demon together?” someone suggested.
Master Jiechen shook his head: “It’s useless! The gap between a Great Grandmaster and those below is too vast. Even if seven or eight Grandmasters teamed up, they would stand no chance against a Great Grandmaster! Therefore, we must not act rashly, or else we will only distract Master Liaochen! Amitabha!”
“Amitabha!”
Thus, the monks could only watch the battle with anxious hearts.
After 3000 moves, Master Liaochen was covered in wounds and powerless, captured in the hands of the great leader.
The great leader was extremely pleased: “Old Baldy, you have ultimately fallen into my hands! However, you won’t die in vain! Your contribution will be noted on my path to supreme enlightenment!”
“You… what do you intend to do?” Master Liaochen asked weakly.
“You will find out soon enough!”
With that, a powerful suction force emanated from his hand, devouring Master Liaochen’s essence and life force.
At that moment, Master Liaochen understood everything. Why the enemy’s strength had improved so rapidly, why he had been harming Grandmasters—it was all to absorb their essence and strengthen himself.
“You truly are a demon! Even if I die, I won’t let you succeed!”
Master Liaochen’s expression turned resolute as he prepared to self-destruct by reversing his True Qi.
The great leader noticed and became anxious: “Have you gone mad?”
Under the self-destruction of a Great Grandmaster, no other Great Grandmaster could ensure their own safety.
Moreover, what infuriated him even more was that he couldn’t stop it.
“If it means slaying a demon and restoring peace to the world… what is my small sacrifice?”
Master Liaochen said with a face full of compassion, embodying the spirit of fearless and great sacrifice.
“But the Shaolin Temple will also be destroyed!”
“As long as it results in the death of a demon like you, any sacrifice is worthwhile!!!” Master Liaochen’s expression remained unchanged.
At that moment, he seemed to see the Buddha smiling as he welcomed him.
“Amitabha!”
The monks, with faces full of sorrow and hands pressed together, chanted: “Amitabha!”
“Damn it! You may want to die, but I certainly don’t want to die with you!” The great leader threw down the monk Liaochen, who was preparing to self-destruct and quickly left.
After the great leader left, Liaochen stopped reverse-circulating his True Qi.
Then, the great leader came back to attack him again.
Liaochen rushed towards the great leader again, reversing his True Qi, ready to self-destruct.
The great leader cursed him and once again dodged him.
Monk Liaochen stopped once more.
After several such attempts, the great leader was completely desperate, feeling that this old monk was like a hedgehog with no way to approach him.
“Liaochen, you bald donkey! Remember this! We will settle our score later!”
This time, he seriously left.
He would not return without resolving the issue of the Great Grandmaster’s self-destruction.
“Master, how are you now?” The monks gathered around, anxiously helping Liaochen up.
“Cough, cough…” Monk Liaochen coughed, his complexion growing even paler.
Although he had scared away the great demon of the Green Garment Tower, the repeated reversals of his True Qi had severely worsened his injuries.
Without several years of rest, there’s no way to fully recover.
Chapter 311: Using the demonic technique I created to attack me?
“Today, I’ve come to take your life!” the great leader of the Green Garment Tower said arrogantly.
“Amitabha! If you have the ability, then take it! To avenge the deceased disciples of the Buddhist Sect and the innocent people, this poor monk will not hold back!” Master Liaochen said with determination.
“Then let’s begin!”
The two top figures of their time stopped talking and started fighting with all their might.
“Boom” “Boom…”
Dust flew everywhere, and the world seemed to turn upside down.
Within a hundred moves, neither could best the other.
But after a hundred moves, Master Liaochen gradually began to struggle, feeling very surprised in his heart.
He had the upper hand in their first confrontation, beating his opponent by a slight margin.
Why, after only a month, had his opponent caught up and even surpassed him?
What kind of fortuitous encounter had he had to improve so quickly?
The great leader of the Green Garment Tower also noticed the gap and laughed joyfully, “Liaochen, you bald donkey, it seems you’re no match for me now!”
Master Liaochen kept silent and resisted with all his might.
Another hundred moves passed, and Master Liaochen started to show signs of defeat, being suppressed by the great leader.
Another hundred moves and Master Liaochen was already in a state of disarray, quite embarrassed.
The monks below watched this scene, all of them worried.
“Master Liachen… our Master won’t lose, will he?”
“Impossible! As the saying goes, evil cannot overcome good. How could Master Liaochen lose?”
“Moreover, Master Liaochen is one of the old seniors among the Great Grandmasters. His skills are profound, so how could he lose to a demon who has just entered the realm of Great Grandmaster?”
“That’s right, don’t scare yourself!”
However, all this was just self-comfort.
After 500 moves, Master Liaochen was struck to the ground by the great leader while vomiting blood.
Master Liaochen wiped the blood from his mouth and charged into battle once again.
But after another hundred moves, he was knocked down again.
This time, his injuries were even more severe.
Then, once again, he bravely fought his way out.
Time and time again, Master Liaochen charged out only to be beaten back shortly after. The deepening wounds exacerbated his condition, and he spat out blood continuously, causing the hearts of the monks below to clench with worry.
“Master, why don’t we all join forces and fight this demon together?” someone suggested.
Master Jiechen shook his head: “It’s useless! The gap between a Great Grandmaster and those below is too vast. Even if seven or eight Grandmasters teamed up, they would stand no chance against a Great Grandmaster! Therefore, we must not act rashly, or else we will only distract Master Liaochen! Amitabha!”
“Amitabha!”
Thus, the monks could only watch the battle with anxious hearts.
After 3000 moves, Master Liaochen was covered in wounds and powerless, captured in the hands of the great leader.
The great leader was extremely pleased: “Old Baldy, you have ultimately fallen into my hands! However, you won’t die in vain! Your contribution will be noted on my path to supreme enlightenment!”
“You… what do you intend to do?” Master Liaochen asked weakly.
“You will find out soon enough!”
With that, a powerful suction force emanated from his hand, devouring Master Liaochen’s essence and life force.
At that moment, Master Liaochen understood everything. Why the enemy’s strength had improved so rapidly, why he had been harming Grandmasters—it was all to absorb their essence and strengthen himself.
“You truly are a demon! Even if I die, I won’t let you succeed!”
Master Liaochen’s expression turned resolute as he prepared to self-destruct by reversing his True Qi.
The great leader noticed and became anxious: “Have you gone mad?”
Under the self-destruction of a Great Grandmaster, no other Great Grandmaster could ensure their own safety.
Moreover, what infuriated him even more was that he couldn’t stop it.
“If it means slaying a demon and restoring peace to the world… what is my small sacrifice?”
Master Liaochen said with a face full of compassion, embodying the spirit of fearless and great sacrifice.
“But the Shaolin Temple will also be destroyed!”
“As long as it results in the death of a demon like you, any sacrifice is worthwhile!!!” Master Liaochen’s expression remained unchanged.
At that moment, he seemed to see the Buddha smiling as he welcomed him.
“Amitabha!”
The monks, with faces full of sorrow and hands pressed together, chanted: “Amitabha!”
“Damn it! You may want to die, but I certainly don’t want to die with you!” The great leader threw down the monk Liaochen, who was preparing to self-destruct and quickly left.
After the great leader left, Liaochen stopped reverse-circulating his True Qi.
Then, the great leader came back to attack him again.
Liaochen rushed towards the great leader again, reversing his True Qi, ready to self-destruct.
The great leader cursed him and once again dodged him.
Monk Liaochen stopped once more.
After several such attempts, the great leader was completely desperate, feeling that this old monk was like a hedgehog with no way to approach him.
“Liaochen, you bald donkey! Remember this! We will settle our score later!”
This time, he seriously left.
He would not return without resolving the issue of the Great Grandmaster’s self-destruction.
“Master, how are you now?” The monks gathered around, anxiously helping Liaochen up.
“Cough, cough…” Monk Liaochen coughed, his complexion growing even paler.
Although he had scared away the great demon of the Green Garment Tower, the repeated reversals of his True Qi had severely worsened his injuries.
Without several years of rest, there’s no way to fully recover.
