299 Snores (1/2)

Chapter 299: Snores

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Monk Lianye allowed the macheteman to strike him with the wooden saber without resistance, before shattering the weapon with his body.

The move created a controversy among the three judges and hundreds of spectators. What if it was a real saber instead of a wooden one? The monk would have been split in half. This was the Machete God Contest. The monk had somewhat violated the rules for not using a saber in the contest. It was difficult to convince the public that Monk Lianye won the contest just by shattering a wooden saber.

Master Lianye became angry. Only his senior, Lianhua's chanting could subdue this vigorous force within him. However, he had no qualms restraining himself since his senior had passed away. ”Bring over a real saber!” His loud voice echoed across the arena like a booming thunder roaring above everybody's heads. Those timid spectators wanted to cower in fear.

The three judges were still hesitating. Then, someone threw a saber onto the stage.

The macheteman picked up the saber and looked at the monk. He had already suffered a terrible defeat and was thinking of a way to save some face. ”You asked for it, monk.”

”Come at me!”

Lianye shouted out every single word. The macheteman was terrified. He wanted to hop off the arena and admit defeat, but he was holding onto a real saber. Hence, he could only bite the bullet and attack the monk.

”Receive my moves,” the macheteman shouted. As compared to the monk's roar, his voice was akin to a child's squabble.

The monk didn't budge when the saber came towards him. When the blade touched his body, he suddenly shouted, ”Go!”

Although the macheteman readied himself for the monk's roar, the roar still made him feel lightheaded. Even though the saber landed on the monk's chest, the move did not have much strength.

Lianye's internal breath was akin to that of an avalanche and a tsunami. The weak short sword was caught in the powerful force. In a moment, the sword which was made of fine steel was shattered into three pieces, leaving only the handle in the macheteman's hands.

The macheteman was stunned. Even though he didn't use much strength, the saber was destroyed purely by the monk's Internal Strength. He murmured, ”Holy monk,” admitting defeat in public and exclaimed, ”Holy monk!”

This was the contest after Tie Linglong's defeat. Lin Xiaoshan, the macheteman witnessed the entire process. Like all the other spectators, he was awestruck. ”Lianye had mastered the body of Diamond Sutra. Some even said that there was an apparition of Holy Monk Lianhua. The holy monk protected his junior from harm.”

Gu Shenwei did not believe it. He had once stabbed Lianye with his Five Peaks Saber so he was sure that the monk was a mere human.

”All the machetemen are going crazy about it. Dragon King, let's use real sabers since Lianye is not afraid of them. Five Peaks Saber is a rare weapon. I'm sure it can penetrate the monk's kung fu.”

Gu Shenwei found himself in a difficult position. Both the Five Peaks Saber and the Dragon Head Sword could penetrate Lianye's kung fu, but it would portray him as a coward. However, he was not certain if he could win by using a wooden saber.

This time, Lianye caught on to the Dragon King's weakness.

Gu Shenwei remembered what Mama Xue once said when she was teaching him kungfu. She said that his fists were the foundation, but it could never win against weapons. Killers used sabers to win against both sabers and bare fists. All these made a lot of sense to him at that time. However, he did not expect that there would come a day whereby he had to do away with his identity as a killer and resort to fighting with his bare fists.

Fang Wenshi knew nothing about martial arts, so he didn't think about it much. He simply assumed that Dragon King would definitely win. The key was how he would win. ”You cannot let the Four Truths Temple lose face. You need to achieve a balance. You need to win beautifully and let the monk save his face. Do you know what I mean, Dragon King?”

The military counselor was of no help. Gu Shenwei ordered everyone to leave the room as he tried to come up with a solution.

He still remembered the scene when Lianye fought with the expert from Barren Sect. He knew that once the wooden saber was broken, he had to face Lianye with his bare fists. He would likely lose.

It seemed like the only way to solve this problem was to use the Five Peaks Saber shamelessly.

Gu Shenwei still hoped that he could convince Lianye. Only the monk could explain away the doubts that he had.

Jiang was carefully wiping the cabinet on one side. She was now able to use a cloth and her face did not blush as much as before. Gu Shenwei looked at her and thought of something. He asked, ”Do you know kung fu, Jiang?”

Upon hearing Dragon King's question, Jiang was shocked. The cloth in her hands dropped onto the floor. She picked it up hurriedly and blushed. She then said in a soft voice, ”I don't know.”

Gu Shenwei was somewhat disappointed. He had once recalled seeing women of Great Snow Mountain fighting fiercely with one another in close combat, and their valor was comparable to swordsmen. He was hoping to learn a few techniques, but Jiang appeared bashful and didn't seem like a person who know how to fight.

Gu Shenwei stood up. Jiang knew his habits very well now. Knowing that Dragon King was going to head out in the night again, she quickly passed him his black cape.

Gu Shenwei did not alarm anybody in the residence. He sneaked into North City by himself.

There was something that he should have solved some time ago. He had been procrastinating till now. It couldn't wait any longer.

He came to the small temple where Lianhua was killed. Like always, he would climb over the wall and enter the premises after inspecting the surroundings.

No one was in the west wing. A faint breathing sound could be heard from the east wing.

This was not a wasted trip, Gu Shenwei thought to himself. He took out a dagger, pried open the lock and entered the room silently.

Lying on the bed was an overweight monk, who was sleeping soundly. He was the abbot who Gu Shenwei knocked out the last time.

Gu Shenwei kept his dagger and drew out his Five Peaks Saber. He then tapped the monk's face with the saber.

The monk waved it off but did not wake up.

Gu Shenwei tapped with more force. The monk then opened his eyes dazedly. He noticed someone holding a saber in front of him, so he sat up straight immediately. He wanted to scream loudly but he did not dare to do so.

”Do you know who I am?”

The monk first shook his head, then nodded, ”Dragon ... Dragon King.”

”I have a few questions for you.”