Martial Hero Rebirth

The Shaolin Abbot rushed away with incredible speed. He attacked more slowly.

Lin Yi tried to catch up with a lunge and, it seems, for the first time in this life, did not have time.

It's like lightning struck along the mountainside!

But behind her came a purple darkness.

«Pooh!»

The Vajra Indestructible Body Divine Art could not withstand even one blow. The blade pierced the heart, the stunned Abbot turned his head back, trying to mutter something.

“You could have accepted defeat with honor,” Lin Yi muttered as he sharply turned the blade.

My heart was torn to pieces. Blood splashed onto his legs. Head thrown back.

The abbot died before he rolled head over heels on the ground. His body, without the support of inner strength, broke into dust due to the speed with which he moved.

Two billion experiences. If the multiplier still worked, he would get as many as four for one enemy.

But even two, even four, could they describe the value of one of the most important people in this world??

Lin Yi shook his head.

He didn’t spend much energy in this fight, but he was tired psychologically. It's hard to fight almost to the limit. The abbot turned out to be that monster - from the very beginning he tested him with words, trying to lower his guard. And he even pretended to be half dead, said so many things in order to escape with such speed, as if he had not been wounded at all, and at the most opportune moment.

Wow, during the entire battle he used only half of the highest Shaolin techniques. Were the rumors true and the Abbot didn’t study everything? Or he expected to use them as trump cards, but did not expect that he would die so easily?

But he would clearly have been able to escape from someone else..

Alas, Lin Yi knew from his previous life how cunning this character was. You couldn't let your guard down for a second with him..

He snorted. Vigilance and caution. The two most important words of the fist world that I had to remind myself over and over again. If the Abbot had been a little faster, he would definitely have managed to escape. Then all efforts would be in vain. And in the worst case, he could die.

Lin Yi stood up and looked at the Abbot's corpse..

I couldn’t even believe it....

Abbot of Shaolin is dead.

All.

A new era of the fist world has begun.

The Age of the Five Mountain Swords and Their God!

Surpass Shaolin... a long-time dream finally fulfilled!

But before that, there was something else that needed to be done..

He looked at the cave, no longer hidden by the greenery due to their duel..

None of the supreme Shaolin experts should survive today! All their martial arts should disappear forever!

No chance of revival! No chance of return!

No matter how cruel it may be, it is better to destroy techniques perfected over thousands of years than to allow Shaolin to be reborn again and again, each time starting a conflict at the level of confrontation between vicious cults and righteous sects.

People will certainly suspect that Lin Yi had a hand in the destruction of Shaolin, but if history leaves no trace, it will not matter.

All roads into the world must be closed to chaos. Stability has cost too much effort and blood to allow it to be shaken in the future.

With this thought, Lin Yi destroyed all recognizable traces left by them in the battle, and set fire to the remains of the young monk and the Abbot.

Dead trees cut down in battle flared up like matches. The foul smell of burnt human flesh spread through the forest..

Shaking off his hands, Lin Yi turned around and focused on the aura.

Two supreme experts studied the mountain, trying to detect him by his aura like a dog by his scent..

“From such a distance they felt our battle, and?..”

Lin Yi immediately recognized Ao Jiaozhu and Nangong. Who else of this level could come here? Well, that's what he was counting on..

.˙.

The sounds in the mountains are reflected so many times that even the supreme experts find it difficult to track them. Therefore, I had to study the entire territory covered by the aura in search of its center - and do this carefully so as not to accidentally fall into a trap.

Until they finally smelled burning flesh.

“Look!" Nangong exclaimed, pointing at the column of smoke rising into the sky.

They rushed across the remaining two kilometers and found themselves on the edge of a clearing cut down at the root.

There was not a trace of a hand or foot on it. It’s like a big ladle cut everything out at the root.

Only two bodies burned on a flaming pile of dead trees. The flames had already spread to the surviving forest, a fire was starting.

“Apparently we were late, everything was resolved without us,” Ao Jiaozhu said disappointedly.

Nangong nodded, looking at the flaming corpses, and his eyes suddenly opened wide and his heart stopped beating.

“S-look!”

“What? Where?" Ao Jiaozhu expected an attack, but after looking closely at what the hand was pointing at, he also opened his eyes wide. “This... this is the head of the Abbot of Shaolin?..”

“Yes! I recognize this creature from the ashes! How many times did we fight with him in our youth, how many times did I lose to him... Ha! Still, he died before me!”

“Yes... But who could kill him?”

Looking at each other, they simultaneously thought about one person.

“Sword God?..”

“Who else could have killed him? Just the two of us. Among the righteous is the great teacher Udan and the Sword God. But Mount Udan does not need the death of the Abbot. This Sword God is so ambitious. Hmph. Now, without Shaolin on the way, no one on the righteous path will say a word to them.”

“But they started fighting not so long ago!” Nangong exclaimed in horror. “Did he really kill the Abbot while we were looking for them? And look, all traces have been destroyed. Did the Abbot let him kill himself? How can he be so strong?”

“That’s also true,” Ao Jiaozhu nodded, biting his lip. “I always hated that bald donkey, but he had plenty of strength. I'm afraid it would have taken the two of us an order of magnitude longer to kill him. Maybe the Sword God killed him with some trick?”

“It's better to think that he is so strong, then it will be easier if he is weaker. What are we going to do? The scumbag will clearly now follow our cults; he is not interested in any compromises. How can we protect ourselves? If we are with you, and he comes for my cult, he will kill everyone. And vice versa.”

“Hmph, we'll have to fight anyway. This bastard can get it even on the other side of the world. But we are not afraid of death, are we?” Ao Jiaozhu asked arrogantly.

“Well...” Nangong pursed his lips, deciding to remain silent..

“Forget Shaolin. We retreat, there is no point in continuing the attack anyway. Stepping on the Five Mountain Swords is suicide, let's wait until they come for us.”

“Y-yes, we have to go back! It's too dangerous to stay in the Central Plains, don't care about the territory. Gotta lock up and get ready for battle.”

They turned north and were about to leave when they sensed a man approaching. The young monk suddenly came out of the forest and stared in shock at the fire, and then at them.

“Uncle Abbot...” he muttered. And roared: “Uncle Abbot!”

“Didn't understand?" Ao Jiaozhu blurted out. “Where else is a monk here??”

“What? The Abbot was killed by demons?!” another scream was heard nearby.

“Master Abbot died?!”

Suddenly, dozens of voices began to be heard here and there. The two demons looked at each other, puzzled..

“The monks were hiding here?..”

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