Killing Monks

Chief Qi did not choose to go along with the corrupt practices.

He wanted to become the head constable in order to seize power, to uphold justice, to act on behalf of Heaven, and to maintain the law!

It was because this was the purest and most fervent ideal of the three brothers when they were full of vigor and ambition!

If he were to join in the wrongdoing, wouldn't he be betraying his original aspirations and his brothers?

Therefore, he understood that to realize this ideal, he needed the means and the power!

You must be more knowledgeable about the rules, more ruthless, and more stable than those demons and monsters!

He practiced his own kind of "justice" in his own way!

What the law can't handle, he uses "unwritten rules" to manage.

He can't do anything openly, so he uses covert methods.

The security situation in Tanhua County was indeed much "cleaner" under his rule, at least on the surface.

As for the former county magistrate and head constable, no one knows their whereabouts!

The county government office remains unchanged, but the county magistrates come and go.

Whoever sits on the throne, if they want to hold office peacefully in Tanhua County, they have no choice but to rely on, or even fear, this deeply rooted, shrewd, and powerful "Master Detective" who controls the actual security forces.

Gradually, he became the truly influential figure in the county government, and in secret, he was the actual controller in the shadows of Tanhua County.

The county magistrate was nothing more than a puppet and shield for him to maintain the status quo and deal with his superiors.

So, when his sworn brothers Hao Dan and Zuo Qiantang reappeared, looking at him with their past ideals and questions...

The head constable's heart was no longer filled with intense emotions.

There is no guilt, because guilt is useless.

There is no self-doubt, because doubt will only lead you astray.

He gazed silently at the illusory images of his two brothers in the mirror, his eyes filled with complex emotions, yet ultimately settling into a deep, still calm.

He bowed slightly to the illusion, offering a salute.

Then, he strode forward, his expression cold and hard, his will as firm as iron, and he passed directly through the illusion constructed by the mirror light!

The illusions rippled and shattered like waves, failing to hinder him in the slightest.

He overcame his inner demons and came before Guangyuan!

Guangyuan stared at Qi Butou in surprise.

His gaze swept over Huiming and Kongxing, a monk from Vajra Temple, who were still sitting cross-legged beside him, seemingly struggling in the illusions of their inner demons.

He looked down at the "Mirror of Karma" in his hand, which gleamed with a cold, dim light under the moonlight but seemed to have failed to achieve its intended purpose.

He couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath:

"As expected, he's a useless, idiotic mirror."

The first time it was used against the enemy, it was intended to disrupt their mind, but one of the three people broke free of the illusion so quickly.

What else could this mirror be but "useless idiot"?

It's a good thing that the believer thought this was troublesome!

That guy is really ignorant!

"Demon monk! Be executed!" Although Chief Constable Qi did not recognize that the bronze mirror was the legendary Buddhist weapon, he was certain that it was an evil weapon that bewitched people.

The first thing he did after his eyes regained their clarity was to pounce on Guangyuan with murderous intent, his palms flying like butterflies flitting among flowers, yet concealing a dense killing intent.

This is precisely the exquisite starting stance of "Qi Jia Mian Zhang".

He had fought Guangyuan before, and Guangyuan was brave and reckless in direct combat, with amazing explosive power, but his moves and combat experience were far inferior to his own.

There's no need for a direct confrontation; simply use agile footwork to move around and target the weaknesses in the transitions between his moves. Within thirty moves, you'll surely be able to defeat him.

The only thing to be wary of is the sudden outburst of the bald monk who disregards his own life and trades injury for life. As long as he doesn't land a real hit, victory is within our grasp.

The battle unfolded exactly as he had predicted.

Although Guangyuan's fist and palm strikes were heavy and filled with dark energy, they were no match for Qi Butou's "Qi Family Cotton Palm," a technique that combined decades of experience in the martial arts world and was already at a high level of mastery. It was more about defense than offense.

Like a seasoned hunter, Chief Qi patiently probed, wore down, and pressured the enemy.

Each of his palm strikes was precisely aimed at the openings where Guangyuan's strength had waned or his breath had not yet returned, forcing Guangyuan to retreat repeatedly, his breathing becoming increasingly disordered.

Suddenly, after Guangyuan blocked a shot, his recovery seemed to be a fraction of a second slower, leaving his back slightly exposed!

A glint of light flashed in the eyes of the constable Qi; how could he miss such a golden opportunity?

His figure glided in like a ghost, and with a quick movement of his palms, he used the "Double Swallows Parting the Water" move from the "Qi Family Cotton Palm" technique. The palm shadows were both real and illusory, and he aimed straight for Guangyuan's vital points on the back!

"Bang!"

Guangyuan seemed to be caught off guard and took the blow squarely. He groaned and staggered forward a few steps.

With his advantage, Chief Constable Qi pressed his advantage and immediately launched a continuous barrage of attacks, his palm strikes like layers of overlapping waves, enveloping Guangyuan.

This scene is so similar to when he suppressed Guangyuan in the bamboo forest before!

This made him even more vigilant. Last time, he was reversed by Guangyuan's last-minute burst of energy, and he absolutely could not make the same mistake again this time.

He became increasingly cautious, no longer pursuing a decisive victory. Instead, he played like a cat playing with a mouse, constantly probing and harassing the enemy with more cunning and agile methods to accumulate advantages.

At the same time, he was fully focused on guarding against Guangyuan's possible sudden and reckless counterattack.

However, to his surprise, after Guangyuan took that blow, he seemed to give up the attack. He just stood there, protecting his vitals with his arms, and looked at him calmly.

He let the head constable's gentle palm strikes land on his arms and shoulders, producing dull thuds.

Blood kept spilling from the corner of his mouth, and he swayed, but stubbornly refused to fight back.

With growing doubts, the head constable slowed his attack down by three points.

What trick is this kid up to?

Luring the enemy deep into our territory?

Is there a hidden killing move?

"What? You're not coming to attack?" Guangyuan suddenly raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "If you're not coming, I'm really leaving."

Upon hearing this, Chief Constable Qi was enraged and became even more convinced that Guangyuan was already at his limit and was just bluffing.

How could he allow this wicked monk to escape again?

Without further hesitation, he suddenly accelerated, closing in like an arrow released from a bow, and then feinted with another palm strike.

This palm strike seemed to be aimed at Guangyuan's side ribs, but at the last moment it suddenly changed its move, flipping the palm like a seal and striking Guangyuan's chest acupoint!

This sudden change of tactics was swift and ruthless, precisely the killing move he had honed over many years!

But the instant his palm touched Guangyuan's chest, an indescribable, overwhelming force suddenly erupted from Guangyuan's body, like a volcano that had been suppressed to the extreme suddenly erupting!

This power was not Guangyuan's own true energy; on the contrary, it was very similar in nature to the palm force he had injected into Guangyuan's body, but it was more concentrated and more violent!

Like a spring that has been compressed to its limit and then bounces back!

"What?!" Chief Constable Qi was shocked. He tried to withdraw his palm but it was too late. He was thrown into the air by the sudden force!

At the same time, Guangyuan, who had been only defending and not attacking, made a move!

His eyes flashed with fierce light, and his right fist, which had been gathering momentum, suddenly slammed out!

Dark true energy swirled around the fist, faintly emitting a low yet violent lion's roar!

The Lion's Roar Fist - Lion Charge!

"Bang--!!!"

The punch landed squarely on the abdomen of the out-of-control detective!