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Chapter 27 Bright Summit
Master Kongwen was a respectable man. After chanting a Buddhist prayer, he said to Yin Tianzheng:
"Eagle King, your Eagle Claw Hand and my Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand are the two most powerful techniques in the world. You should commit suicide!"
In this world, saving face is very important.
If the Eagle King doesn't commit suicide, his internal strength is currently insufficient, and his Eagle Claw Hand will definitely be no match for the Dragon Claw Hand.
People don't care if there are any unfair victories in the competition.
If you check the data and find you lost, then it means you're no good, your martial arts skills are no good, you're no good at anything.
So when Master Kongwen gave this advice, it wasn't because he wanted to steal a chicken; he was genuinely giving him face.
Just as Yin Tian was struggling with his decision, a huge hole was blasted open in the wall behind the stage on the second floor with a loud bang!
Qi Ming was dressed in a black robe... After all, he was going to be tracking someone, so naturally he would wear black.
He grabbed Cheng Kun by the back of the neck and, as if strolling in a garden, leaped down from the second floor to the crowd.
He had already gotten behind the wall and even dug a small hole to peep.
They only came out to put out the fire when the Ming Cult was almost destroyed.
After all, offering help in times of need is always better than adding to someone's already good fortune.
Zhou Zhiruo exclaimed excitedly, "Master, he's the one who stole the Heaven Sword!"
Upon hearing this, Abbess Miejue immediately stepped forward, brandishing her longsword, and asked, "Who are you?"
Qi Ming glanced around, tossed Cheng Kun at her feet, and said coldly:
"This concerns the Heaven-Slaying Sword, and it's merely a matter between the two of us; it's not important. We can discuss it later. The important thing is, who is this thieving monk?"
As they were talking, Xiao Zhao arrived and said to the White-browed Eagle King:
"Eagle King, this man is called Yuanzhen. He appears to be a Shaolin monk, but his real name is Cheng Kun! He killed the Yang Cult Leader and colluded with the Yuan Court to incite the six major sects to attack us!"
Master Kongwen, of course, had already recognized Yuanzhen and couldn't help but exclaim:
"My lord, this matter is of utmost importance; you must not speak falsehoods!"
Other people in the crowd were discussing it.
Suddenly someone shouted, "Cheng Kun? The Golden-Haired Lion King of the Ming Cult, after killing someone, left behind the name Cheng Kun, could it be him?"
Qi Ming clapped his hands and said, "That's right! This fellow has a junior sister whom he loves deeply, but she looks down on him and goes with Sect Leader Yang. As a result, he became psychologically unbalanced and dared to act recklessly, forcing Madam Yang to sleep with him. Not satisfied, he even did it in front of Sect Leader Yang while he was practicing his martial arts..."
Cheng Kun interrupted, "Nonsense! I didn't force my junior sister. She did it willingly. The person she loves most is me!"
After saying that, he lowered his bald head, his face ashen, clearly knowing that he had fallen for his provocation again.
"Did everyone hear that?"
Qi Ming pointed at Cheng Kun's head and loudly proclaimed to the assembled heroes:
"This scoundrel, driven by love turned to hatred, caused the leader of the Ming Cult to suffer a qi deviation, yet he still wasn't satisfied! He wanted to destroy his rival's life's work... That would be one thing, but if he had openly and fairly challenged the Ming Cult based on his own abilities, no one would have had anything to say, and that would have been impressive!"
His tone shifted to disdain: "But he's utterly incompetent, only capable of scheming and plotting. He's become so ruthless that he forced his disciple Xie Xun's wife to commit suicide, killed Xie Xun's young son and his entire family, driving Xie Xun mad. In his quest for revenge, Xie Xun indiscriminately slaughtered many innocent people! And all this karma is blamed on the Ming Cult!"
His expression grew even more sincere: "The Yuan court has always wanted to destroy the Ming Cult and all the anti-Yuan forces. So this spineless coward surrendered to the court, joined forces with them, and was despised by all the heroes of the world!"
He concluded, "Therefore, let's stop fighting, lest our loved ones suffer while our enemies rejoice..."
He obtained this information through the "Soul Transfer Technique".
"fart!"
Abbess Miejue's eyebrows shot up, and she said arrogantly:
"Let's set aside the entanglement between Xie Xun and Cheng Kun for now! Was my senior brother, Gu Hongzi, killed by the demon Yang Xiao, also Cheng Kun's doing? In the past seven or eight years, Xie Xun has been away from the Central Plains; hasn't the Demonic Sect committed any evil deeds?"
Gu Hongzi deliberately took the Heaven-Slaying Sword to challenge Yang Xiao to a duel, but not only did he lose, he was also looked down upon and even died of anger!
Qi Ming personally believes that this is due to his own narrow-mindedness.
In "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer," Yu Canghai's master died of anger after being defeated by Lin Yuantu in the same way.
As for the matter of Ji Xiaofu, which does not exist in the movie version, it was indeed Yang Xiaoqiang's doing.
"Young hero..."
Song Yuanqiao added, "The Fang family, including Abbess Miejue's elder brother, were also killed by Xie Xun back then, and the name he left behind was also Cheng Kun!"
Extinction then pointed her sword at Wei Yixiao: "And this demon, he actually drank human blood to practice his skills, and he killed Madam He, doesn't he deserve to die too?"
Wei Yi laughed angrily and said, "I didn't touch Madam He at all! I do suck blood, but I suck chicken blood, duck blood, sheep blood, pig blood, and my own blood. I never suck human blood!"
Extinction refused to believe it. He said smugly and disdainfully, "You dare to argue when death is imminent?"
"When will this cycle of revenge end?"
Qi Ming sighed deeply, then said firmly:
"Gentlemen, please cease hostilities today! The Yuan court is eyeing you covetously, waiting for you to weaken each other before wiping you out in one fell swoop! If you insist on fighting, I am willing to oblige, but we must stop short of defeat!"
The two old men from Huashan, both wearing white vests with red crosses, said in unison, "How can we stop here?"
Qi Ming said calmly, "Each of your six major sects should select one or more people to compete with me in martial arts. If you lose, please stop!"
He doesn't have much practical experience, so he can take this opportunity to accumulate more.
Master Kongwen glanced at his "nephew Yuanzhen" on the ground and immediately agreed:
"Okay, let's do it this way!"
Yin Tianzheng said worriedly, "Young hero, this is our Ming Cult..."
Xiao Zhao smiled and said, "Eagle King, Brother Ming is determined to join my sect and overthrow the tyrannical Yuan! After this battle, please grant me your approval!"
Wei Yixiao laughed loudly, "It seems there are still people who know about our efforts! With the Two Immortals of Leisure absent, the Four Great Dharma Kings are the most powerful, I've taken the liberty of approving it!"
Extinction snorted and looked at Master Kongwen.
Back then, outside Yanmen Pass, Shaolin was the leader.
Even today, Shaolin Temple remains the leading force at Bright Summit.
Master Kongwen nodded, then turned to his junior brother and said, "Kongxing, that's enough!"
Everyone dispersed.
Master Kongxing, with his thick, long, dark eyebrows and dressed as a martial monk, strode up to Qi Ming, clasped his hands together, and introduced himself:
"Shaolin Kongxing, please!"
Qi Ming returned the bow and introduced himself:
"My name is Qi Ming, Ming of Ming Cult. I am currently without a sect or faction, but my mentor had a great connection with your temple in the past."
Kongxing asked curiously, "May I ask which senior you are, esteemed master?"
Qi Ming smiled slightly: "He is a traitor of Shaolin, the Fire-Worker Monk."
The monks, including Kongxing, paled as if facing a formidable enemy, asking, "How is he now?"
Qi Ming shook his head: "He's certainly doing well, but he's detached from worldly affairs, so I won't say more!"
He then assumed a fighting stance: "Master's movements and footwork, could it be that you specialize in Dragon Claw Hand? Coincidentally, I am also skilled in it. If I were to be lucky enough to win a move or two, it wouldn't be disrespectful to Shaolin!"
Kongxing also calmed his mind, and his fighting spirit continued to surge.
He had practiced the Dragon Claw Hand for decades and always wanted to dominate the martial arts world; he was a warmonger.
He was overjoyed to have encountered such a formidable enemy as Qi Ming.