Gu Long: Dominating the Martial Arts World Starting from Transmigrating as A Fei

Nangong Ling gradually calmed down.

He realized that making Ah Fei pay the price might not require him or the "Beggars' Clan" to take action themselves.

Nangong Ling suddenly smiled and said:

"You can know a person's face but not their heart. My friend looked so respectable, yet he did such a cruel thing."

He then said to Xinmei:

"Master, please rest assured, such a vicious person must not be let go. I will lend you a hand and make sure this villain is brought to justice today."

As he spoke, he took out a bamboo cane.

This bamboo cane looks extremely ordinary, with nine joints, like any bamboo pole you can find anywhere.

Ah Fei took a closer look and thought that this should be the traditional bamboo staff, the weapon of the Beggars' Sect leaders throughout the ages, also known as the "Dog-Beating Stick".

He chuckled and said calmly:

"Friends? I have quite a few friends, but none of them are of the same status as Chief Nangong."

"Chief Nangong, you don't need to try to build a relationship with me."

Li Xunhuan was taken aback upon hearing this, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

Simply because he had said the same thing before.

Nangong Ling frowned, his eyes flashing with anger again, but he dared not make the first move.

Afei's skill just now made Nangong Ling hesitant to act rashly.

Therefore, he can only wait for the right moment to act, waiting for Master Xinmei, who is also at odds with Afei, to make the first move.

A hint of melancholy flashed in Li Xunhuan's eyes, as if he had made a decision.

But the thought that Ah Fei had been spared made him feel a little better.

Li Xunhuan stepped forward and brushed past A Fei.

He said to Xinmei:

"Master, is your visit here for Qin Chong, the son of Qin Xiaoyi, the esteemed disciple of your sect's leader?"

Xinmei was taken aback by Li Xunhuan's question and paused before replying:

"Yes, what Benefactor Li says is correct. This old monk has indeed come for this reason."

Li Xunhuan said:

"Very well, I will accompany you to Shaolin Temple."

This statement clearly surprised everyone.

Afei's eyes flickered; he wanted to speak, but couldn't utter a single word.

This was because Li Xunhuan had secretly struck his pressure points as he walked past him.

Ah Fei suddenly realized that Li Xunhuan was trying to shield him from this disaster.

Although Li Xunhuan's actions are often infuriating, such as his handling of the Lin Shiyin matter.

But he would go to great lengths for the brothers and friends he respected.

What more could one ask for than to have such a close friend in life?

Long Xiaoyun clearly did not understand why Li Xunhuan did this.

He exclaimed in disbelief:

"Brother, why did you go to the Shaolin Temple with Master Xinmei?"

Li Xunhuan said calmly:

"Because it was I who ordered A Fei to kill Young Master Qin."

Everyone was stunned when those words were spoken.

"Amitabha!"

Xinmei chanted a Buddhist prayer and asked Long Xiaoyun:

"Benefactor Long, is this truly true?"

Long Xiaoyun was somewhat confused and didn't even listen to Xinmei's question.

He frowned and said to Li Xunhuan:

"Brother, this is a matter of life and death, and it involves 'Shaolin,' so this is no joke."

Li Xunhuan smiled at him and said:

"Brother, this matter started because of me, so it was indeed I who instructed Ah Fei to do it."

He turned to look at Xinmei again and said:

"This is true, and I am ready to set off with the master at any time."

Li Xunhuan seemed rather impatient, a fact that Nangong Ling noticed.

He glanced back and forth at Li Xunhuan and A Fei, his eyes narrowing.

Nangong Ling coughed lightly and said:

"Li Tanhua, don't be impatient. Since you say you ordered it, then the one who did the murder is still A Fei."

"So, Ah Fei is still going to come back to Shaolin with us."

Upon hearing this, Li Xunhuan's face darkened.

A small throwing knife had appeared between his slender fingers without him even noticing.

He gently stroked the back of the knife with his fingertips, as if caressing a lover's soft hand.

Li Xunhuan said to Nangong Ling:

"Chief Nangong, my young brother is still young and unable to distinguish right from wrong. He will do whatever I ask him to do."

"Just like this knife in my hand, it has no thoughts of its own; it is merely a tool for killing."

"If I were to kill someone with this knife, would Chief Nangong still question whether the knife itself is guilty?"

Upon hearing this, Nangong Ling's expression froze.

He didn't care about Li Xunhuan, but if A Fei escaped because of this, that was definitely not the situation he wanted to see.

Now that Shaolin has such a good opportunity to avenge its chief disciple and kill A Fei, if they miss it, who knows when they will have another chance.

Nangong Ling glanced at A Fei and said to Li Xunhuan:

"What Li Tanhua said is only one side of the story. Why not listen to the person involved himself?"

He had already noticed something amiss.

Li Xunhuan stepped forward to take the blame, but A Fei remained silent until now.

Li Xunhuan didn't turn around to look at A Fei, but simply said:

"Why should the master listen to what the tool has to say?"

Nangong Ling strolled over to Afei, circled around him, and then walked behind him.

He clicked his tongue in amazement and said:

"What Li Tanhua said was indeed true; this child really did not move an inch, just like a tool."

The others only realized something was wrong after hearing Nangong Ling's words.

Li Xunhuan frowned, and his hand holding the throwing knife suddenly tightened.

At this moment, he was in front of A Fei, while Nangong Ling was behind A Fei.

Although Ah Fei was young, he was tall and slender, which allowed him to completely block Nangong Ling from view.

A whooshing sound rang out.

Nangong Ling suddenly swung out her nine-section bamboo staff, aiming straight for A Fei's head.

He actually saw that Ah Fei was immobilized by pressure points and had no power to fight back, so he was going to kill him with the stick!

Li Xunhuan turned around abruptly, his eyes filled with a murderous intent that seemed to solidify into a tangible form.

But he couldn't throw the throwing knife at all; there was no angle.

After a long silence, Long Xiaoyun was almost bursting into laughter with joy.

If this blow lands, it will surely split A-Fei's head into eight pieces.

Because a person whose acupoints have been sealed cannot muster any internal energy to defend themselves.

Xinmei clasped her hands together, as if unable to bear witnessing the cruel scene, closed her eyes, and uttered Buddhist chants.

"Amitabha."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, it was clear that Nangong Ling was about to succeed, but Li Xunhuan was too late to come to her aid.

With a "bang".

The nine-section bamboo cane had already struck Ah Fei on the back of the head.

But the scene of brains splattering did not appear.

Then, Ah Fei's body underwent that strange change again, becoming vaguely transparent.

Moreover, the color of his head had turned somewhat grayish.

Long Xiaoyun was utterly shocked, because A Fei had just demonstrated that strange technique.

Ah Fei's acupoints were clearly sealed, so how could he still have the ability to circulate his internal energy?

This question also came to the minds of everyone present.

Afei glanced indifferently at everyone present.

The changes in the body are the effect of the "Mingyu Gong" (明玉功), while the graying of the head is due to the "Tiebushan" (铁布衫) technique.

It was an extremely dangerous situation just now; even his own palms were sweating.

At the critical moment, his pressure points were suddenly released.

Only then was he able to instantly activate his true energy to protect himself.

The pressure point release and the bamboo staff approaching his head happened almost simultaneously, which is why he couldn't dodge with his agility and had to take the hit head-on.

Looking back at the field, one person was missing.

Chu Liuxiang.