Chapter 173.2

Chapter 173.2

Master, your defense is so formidable, have you practiced the Buddhist Sects Golden Bell Shield? Sword Elder asked.

The old monk replied with a hint of pride: Sword Elder donor is knowledgeable, the poor monk has indeed practiced the Buddhist Sects Golden Bell Shield! I have reached the 11th level, which is a small accomplishment!

The Sword Elders expression changed: Youve reached the 11th level?

Despite the casual mention of the Golden Bell Shield, it is actually one of the Buddhist Sects most proud hardening techniques.

This technique is easy to learn but difficult to master. It starts off easy, but the further you go, the harder it gets.

There are a total of 12 levels, and with each breakthrough, the body becomes stronger and tougher, with fewer weaknesses.

Since the creation of the Golden Bell Shield, only exceptional geniuses like Bodhidharma have fully mastered this supreme technique, eliminating all weaknesses and achieving an Indestructible Vajra Body, tougher than divine weapons.

Theres no need for physical combat; no matter how you slash, whether you set him on fire or drown him, or even poison him, you cant kill him.

This old monk has already cultivated to the 11th level; no wonder hes so formidable.

Sword Elder donor, you are incapable of harming this poor monk in the slightest, so you might as well admit defeat!

Enough talk, take another sword strike from me!

Sword Elder once again gripped his sword with both hands, but he did not strike immediately.

Instead, he concentrated fully, gathering his spirit and energy, adjusting himself to his peak condition before making his move!

The old monk did not rush him, waiting quietly.

Everyone else also refrained from hurrying him, silently awaiting Sword Elders second strike.

A gentle breeze blew, bringing a few fallen leaves with it, and then swept them away.

After about the time it takes an incense stick to burn, Sword Elder finally completes his preparations and delivers his second strike.

One Sword Splits Mountains and Rivers!

This strike was even sharper than the last by threefold!

Moreover, the swords intent was focused and unyielding, its lethality even more tremendous!

Everyones faces changed dramatically.

Such a powerful strike!

Even standing a hundred paces away, one feels wounded by the swords intent!

Can the old monk still withstand it?

The old monk also praised, Excellent swordsmanship!

Yet he remained standing in place, unfazed.

Clang

The sword strike swept through!

Boom

Another huge sword mark was added to the ground!

When the dust settled, everyone looked intently and saw the old monk still standing there, with only his clothes slightly torn.

The skin that was exposed looked like a diamond, indestructible.

Everyone gasped in shock.

Hiss~

This old monk is still stronger!

Hes unharmed by that; its outrageous!

Hes not human, hes a monster!

The morale of the Great Xia side was low, while the Great Feng side cheered once again.

What on earth was going on?

Was there something happening that he didnt know about?

When the dust settled, everyone looked over and saw that the old monk no longer bore any semblance of a Grandmaster.

They saw him lying miserably on the ground, his clothes completely torn, his body covered in wounds soaked with blood, his complexion pale as paper, coughing up several mouthfuls of blood.

This sight confirmed everyones suspicions.

The old monk was really injured by Sword Elder!

And its a serious injury!

Sword Elders strength is terrifying!

Atop the city wall, Great Feng Emperors eyes were filled with rage: Master Jiechen, how are you?

The other officials of Great Feng also called out anxiously.

Master, are you alright?

Do you need us to call a doctor for you?

Thank you all for your concern, this poor monk is fine!

The old monk stood up shakily and bowed to the very puzzled Sword Elder: Amitabha! Sword Elder, your swordsmanship is superb, this poor monk admits defeat!

Then, with a whoosh, he leaped back onto the city wall, indicating that he would no longer involve himself in the affairs between the two nations.

Great Feng Emperor was extremely anxious: Master, how can you admit defeat? If you admit defeat, Great Feng is finished! If it comes to it, we can just tear up the treaty. With your Grandmaster cultivation, what can they do to us?

The old monks smile was bitter: Your Majesty, if only it were that simple! Do you know why this poor monk was injured?

Wasnt it because Sword Elder injured you?

The old monk spoke up: Although he is powerful, he doesnt have that capability! In fact, I was injured by another Grandmaster!

Great Feng Emperor was shocked: What, you were injured by a Grandmaster? Is there another Grandmaster here? Could it be someone sent by Great Xia?

There is indeed another Grandmaster hidden here, but whether or not he has any connection to Great Xia, this poor monk does not know! Just now, he secretly lent a hand and inflicted a serious injury on this poor monk. Would you say he is powerful or not?

This Everyone looked at each other in dismay.

Although they did not know how big the difference between Grandmasters could be.

But without showing himself, just secretly lending a hand, he was able to seriously injure Jiechen.

Without saying more, the other partys strength must be greater than Master Jiechens.

The old monk gave a wry smile: That Grandmaster is very strong, ranking at least in the top 20 in the entire world! Great Xia probably doesnt have the capability to invite such a powerful figure! He must have just been passing by, saw something he disliked about us, and decided to teach us a lesson! If we continue to be stubborn, we will only anger that powerful senior and the consequences are unpredictable! Amitabha!

Everyones expression turned grave. Master Jiechen was right.

Such a powerful figure was better left unprovoked.

Great Feng Emperor urgently said: But Master Jiechen, you must help us! Great Xia is ruthless and will surely not spare us! I have given many benefits to your Buddhist Sect, if I die, you will have nothing!

The old monk thought it over and then spoke to Sword Elder: You have already won, this poor monk is willing to accept the loss! But heaven cherishes life, so please do not continue the slaughter and spare their lives!

Since you are willing to accept the loss, we are not unreasonable people!

Sword Elder, representing Great Xia, spoke up: As long as they do not interfere, we have no desire to kill!

Amitabha, well said-well said! The old monk nodded.

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