The appearance of Shanglin Palace undoubtedly added some interest to this originally boring hero conference.
Lu Tianxing touched the iron hammer at his waist, looked at the handsome monk in white, and murmured, "Abstain from love but not from sex, I have heard of this name."
"His parents were once top assassins in Qingming Academy. Later, they were sent to Xinglu Academy by Xie Kanhua and raised by Jiekong. Although they were called junior brothers, they were actually Jiekong's direct disciples. Later, because they did not abide by the precepts, they were driven down the mountain by Jiekong to practice." Dongfang Yunwo seemed to have some understanding of Jieqingbujiese. "But in fact, Jiekong deliberately placed this disciple down the mountain just to avoid attracting attention. Because this disciple's talent is likely to be the best among the Shanglin Tiangong disciples of this generation."
"So amazing." The man in blue smiled meaningfully.
At this time, another pair of distinguished guests who were late walked into Chunshui Street. They wore bamboo hats and walked through the banquets towards Shanwaishan Restaurant. These two people were naturally Su Baiyi and Su Jian. At this time, Su Baiyi had returned to his former appearance. He shook his head helplessly and asked Su Jian: "Do you have to walk so slowly?"
Su Jian smiled and said, "Of course we have to walk slower, because our presence will announce to the world that our Su family is finally back!"
"Has the Su family now taken control of Shanglin Tiangong again?" Inside the restaurant, Wang Ruoxu looked at Su Zhe and asked coldly.
Su Zhe felt the threat in Wang Ruoxu's words, but he remained calm: "Patriarch Wang is wrong. Shanglin Palace has always belonged to my Su family. Even Ning Qingcheng is just the acting palace master. The one who founded the Weilong Alliance was Su Han, the current patriarch of my Su family. My Su family has not yet said anything about the alliance, and you are here to establish a new alliance?"
Wang Buyu stood up at this time and shouted angrily: "Who do you think your Su family is now? Do you still have the qualifications to mention the Dragon Alliance here? Moreover, when did we invite you to our Heroes Conference? Who asked you to come?"
"Hey, who is this? He is so impressive." Su Zhe said with a lazily smile, "Our Su family is not what it used to be. We can't even get an invitation to the Heroes Conference? Back then, the former head of our Su family, Su Han, raised his sword for the sake of the entire martial arts world. Isn't it worth a broken gold invitation from you?"
"The strong are king and the weak give way. This is the iron law of the underworld." Wang Buyu said sternly.
"Since the strong are the kings and the weak give in, then why do we form an alliance?" Jieqing Bujielu suddenly spoke up, "The so-called alliance is to use the strength of the strong to protect the rights of the weak! And you follow the law of the jungle, so you shouldn't form an alliance and let the endless fighting in this world go on."
Wang Buyu was speechless, and then he pressed the sword at his waist: "Shut up."
The man in green smiled and shook his head: "This Third Young Master is truly one of us."
She looked at Wang Buyu and said, "Okay, since you said that the strong are the kings and the weak give in, then I will try with you to see who is the strong and who should give in."
“Just give it a try!” Wang Buyu drew his sword fiercely, but a monk in a monk’s robe flashed in front of him in an instant and knocked his sword back with a palm.
The long sword returned to the scabbard, making a loud sound.
"Powerful Vajra Palm!" someone in the field exclaimed.
Without any hesitation, he raised his hand and slapped Wang Buyu in the chest. Wang Buyu had no time to dodge and was hit by the palm. The Vajra Palm is the most fierce and domineering palm technique in Buddhist martial arts. If you take this palm, your sternum will be broken, and you will be seriously injured if you don't die.
"Have mercy." A man flashed to Wang Buyu's side and gently waved his palm to block the palm of Jieqing Bujielu. He waved this palm very easily, but it instantly dissipated Jieqing Bujielu's palm power.
He stopped his palm and raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"
Wang Buchen gently pushed Wang Buyu behind him, and bowed his head slightly towards Jieqing Bujiulu: "Master, my words just now were a little inappropriate, please forgive me."
Looking at Su Zhe, Su Zhe said in a deep voice: "Wang Buyu's brother, Wang Buchen, the second son of the Wang family."
She nodded: "Second Master Wang, your martial arts are not bad."
Wang Buchen smiled faintly: "Just now my brother said that the strong are kings and the weak give in, which is actually an angry remark. We established this Xuanwei Alliance today, and we want to use the power of the strong to protect the current turbulent martial arts world. The behavior of the great palace master Su Han was admirable, and now my father Wang Ruoxu also wants to follow the path of his predecessors and contribute his own little strength to this martial arts world."
"Young Master Wang is not only good at martial arts, but also well-read. He can tell these nonsense without changing his expression. It is really admirable." Jieqingbujieluo said with emotion.
"These are truly my true words. Shanglin Palace suffered a disaster from a heavenly fire, and Buchen thought that Shanglin Palace must be busy with reconstruction at the moment and would have no time to take care of other things, so he did not disturb them. Since the two distinguished guests are here today, we naturally hope that Shanglin Palace can also join the Xuanwei Alliance this time." Wang Buchen's tone was calm, neither humble nor arrogant, and everyone present admired his demeanor when they heard his words.
Abstain from Love but Not from Lust shrugged and said, "We at Shanglin Palace have no interest in joining the Xuanwei Alliance, but we have some doubts about whether the Wang family has the qualifications."
"Who are you?"
"What qualifications do you have to doubt?"
A somewhat old voice came from outside the house.
Everyone in the field tensed up at the same moment, and many people's weapons suddenly made vibrating sounds.
He abstains from love but not lust. He turns around and dances wildly in a white monk's robe.
An old man stepped in, holding a spear in his hand. He looked intimidating without even being angry. With every step he took, the many heroes on both sides felt the pressure coming down from the sky become even heavier.
"Spear Saint Wang Yi!" The old man walked past Su Zhe, and Su Zhe knelt on the ground, unable to get up.
Is this the deterrent power of the powerful man who once ranked fourth on the Tianwu List
Wang Yi walked towards Jieqingbujiese with a spear in hand. With every step he took, a deep footprint was left on the ground. Even the people on both sides who were far away felt as if they were being pressed down by a thousand pounds of force making it hard for them to breathe. However, the monk Jieqingbujiese, whose robe was dancing wildly in front of him, still insisted on standing.
Not a muscle moved.
"Uncle." Wang Buchen called respectfully and then stepped aside.
"You're not bad." Wang Yi slammed his spear heavily on the ground, looking at the man who was abstaining from love but not sex.
Su Zhe, who was kneeling on the ground, vomited a mouthful of blood.
He seemed calm, but in fact, his chest was already boiling with blood. He forced himself to smile calmly, "Not as good as Mr. Gun Saint."
"You shouldn't have come." Wang Yi stretched out a finger and pointed it at the center of Jieqing's eyebrows.