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Golden Tomb, Xue Yundao, and Sha Wujin attacked together. They were all powerful figures at the Mid-stage Martial Saint Cultivation Realm. Not to mention the isolated Earth's Three Ancient Martial Worlds, even in the entire Martial Arts World, they were considered top martial artists. They all charged towards the young monk in the Martial Arts Arena.

No one expected that this inscrutable and mysteriously appearing young monk was actually so formidable. Using only the strength of his physical body and his bare fists, he killed six disciples of the Jin family. These disciples were not ordinary in their cultivation realm, truly shocking everyone present. They were so surprised that they felt chills deep inside. This young monk, who appeared incredibly gentle and even seemed somewhat innocent, was so powerful. His seemingly harmless smile belied a domineering and fierce power of slaughter that made people tremble with fear.

Who on earth was this young monk? Everyone was speculating about his identity. Where exactly did such a heaven-defying young monk come from? Could he really be a mysterious Buddhist inheritance, sent down to save this Buddhist Shaolin Sacred Land?

Pa!

Pa!

Blood Cloud Dao and Sha Wujin, upon hearing Golden Tomb's words, also attacked, rushing towards the young monk. Although they wanted to achieve the main victory in this campaign to wipe out the Buddhist Shaolin Sacred Land and take the lion's share of the rewards, and even hoped to weaken the other two forces to deal with them more easily in the future, they realized after the young monk appeared, especially after he demonstrated his jaw-dropping physical strength and unfathomable combat power, that if they couldn't kill this young monk now, they wouldn't be able to completely destroy the Buddhist Shaolin Sacred Land. All their efforts up to this point would be in vain, and they risked incurring the mysterious Buddhist karmic consequences, which would spell doom for them. So this was no longer about helping each other, but fighting for their own survival!

Boom!

Three powerful forces suppressed the young monk's fists, causing his feet to sink down. With his standing point as the center, the area of several hundred meters around him turned to dust, showing just how powerful these three people's palm strikes were.

On the surface, it seemed like Xue Yundao, Golden Tomb, and Sha Wujin had the young monk pinned down. The young monk also showed signs of being unable to withstand it, but in the hearts of Xue Yundao and the other two, they were utterly shocked, to the point of being speechless. They were all strong individuals at the Mid-stage Martial Saint Cultivation Realm, having gone through countless cultivation and numerous battles to reach their current level. A single palm strike from them was powerful enough to crush several mountains with ease. Yet, even with their combined effort against the young monk, while he appeared to be struggling, they understood all too well that he was resisting with only the power of his physical body without even activating his internal Martial Arts True Qi.

"Such incredibly strong physical power, I fear there are only a few in the entire Martial Arts World who could match this!"

At this moment, it was likely that the thoughts in the hearts of Xue Yundao, Sha Wujin, and Golden Tomb were unanimous — this young monk was too powerful, unfathomable. He blocked their combined attack with mere physical strength, appearing to struggle, but in fact, he was unscathed, an astonishing display of strength.

"Open it for me!"

Suddenly, the young monk shouted, punching upwards with both fists towards the three giant hands suppressing him. The momentum was astonishingly powerful, so much so that the other martial artists present couldn't help but step back, afraid of being caught in the shock wave.

Boom!

The young monk suddenly surged upwards. After using just his physical strength to strike the hands of Xue Yundao, Golden Tomb, and Sha Wujin away, everyone present was utterly shocked, looking at the young monk as if he were a monster. This monk was simply too defiant of the natural order. Even facing suppression from three Mid-stage Martial Saint level experts, he still had the strength to fight back and break away from their hands. This demonstrated an unimaginable amount of power.

"Oh my god, this is terrifying, is this real? This young monk... is he truly this formidable?"

"With merely physical strength, he broke free from the combined suppression of three Mid-stage Martial Saint level experts, utterly defying the heavens!"

"Could he be another heaven-defying demon like Ye Tianchen?"

"This power, so youthful, is almost comparable to Buddha in his youth!"

Many couldn't help but discuss in whispers as they swiftly retreated, knowing that regardless of whether the three from Xue Yundao could kill this young monk or not, if these four engaged in battle, it would surely be fierce and relentless to the end. These four are undoubtedly the highest in cultivation and strongest in combat among everyone present. Once they act, they could destroy the entire Buddhist Shaolin mountain range in an instant.

"The physical body power is indeed strong, but it can still be shock killed!" Golden Tomb said coldly.

"Must be shock killed!" Sha Wujin said venomously.

"If this young monk is not killed now, keeping him alive will surely become a disaster!" Xue Yundao also said fiercely.

Xue Yundao, Golden Tomb, Sha Wujin, after speaking, all looked solemnly at the young monk in the arena. Each of them exuded an unfathomable power of slaughter, slowly spreading out towards the young monk, while also unleashing all their combat power, no longer playful or dismissive. The young monk's various performances leave them no choice but to take him seriously; all are prepared to unleash their strongest attacks on the young monk.

At this moment, the young monk also became serious. He had already gauged the strength of Xue Yundao, Golden Tomb, and Sha Wujin a bit earlier; these three are very strong, each of them should not be underestimated, let alone dealing with all three. The chances of victory seem slim, but there's no reason to retreat at this point, nor is retreat an option. He gradually stimulated the Martial Arts True Qi within him, and even activated his powerful treasure inside, preparing for a fight to the death. At this moment, relying solely on physical body power to deal with these three strong mid-stage Martial Saint Cultivation Realm opponents is impossible!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Xue Yundao, Sha Wujin, Golden Tomb, the three started attacking together, disregarding the notion of bullying the fewer with more or violating principles. The young monk's performance is indeed stunning; even if he can't defeat the three now, given the young monk's talent, it won't be long before in a one-on-one fight, none of the three can be his match. Such a dire future threat, they are unwilling to leave; they must kill him.

A powerful killing intent rushed forth; truly astonishing. The young monk retreated two steps and prepared to fight back, without reservation. This was already a fight to the death, the strongest three attacking the Buddhist Sacred Land Shaolin. Defeating these three would resolve the immediate crisis for Buddhist Shaolin.

At this time, Master Fang Yi and several high monks of the Buddhist Sect, along with Dongfang Meng, Tianshuang, Zhang Ruotong, Hu Gao, and Tian Boguang, all stood up behind the young monk. They said nothing but unleashed powerful force auras themselves. It was the final moment, a fight to the death; the young monk had done enough. They would not let him bear it alone. It was unthinkable!

"Kill, kill all these bald donkeys!" Golden Tomb said, gnashing his teeth.

The three with mid-stage Martial Saint Cultivation Realm charged together at the young monk and others; such momentum was overpowering yet inevitable. The young monk furrowed his brows tightly; a fight to the death seemed unavoidable. The billions of years of legacy of the Buddhist Shaolin mountain range could be destroyed, but regardless of whether he could withstand the attack from these three, at least he must protect the lives of those behind him, as he thought to himself.

Dang!

Amitabha!

Suddenly, just as Xue Yundao, Sha Wujin, and Golden Tomb charged at the young monk and others, ready to unleash their most powerful slaughter, unexpectedly, a Buddha Bell rang out, accompanied by a flat, yet majestically unchallengeable voice. Just the four words "Amitabha Buddha" enveloped the entire Buddhist Shaolin mountain range in Buddha Light. Meanwhile, whether it was the three from Xue Yundao or other martial artists attempting to besiege Buddhist Shaolin, all were driven out of the mountain range by an overwhelmingly irresistible force, including the trio from Xue Yundao who were carried away by Buddha Light, without a trace of resistance, powerful beyond imagination.

"What... What just happened? Did Buddha manifest?" Tian Boguang couldn't help but ask, observing the surroundings.

"Such powerful force, it chased away three mid-stage Martial Saint Cultivation Realm experts like chasing dogs, with no resistance!" Hu Gao exclaimed with a mix of joy and amazement.

At this time, led by Master Fang Yi, all high monks of the Buddhist Sect, including their disciples, knelt down towards the giant Buddha statue in the center hall of Shaolin, chanting together: "Amitabha Buddha!" (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you're welcome to Vote Recommendation Ticket and Monthly Ticket at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com.)

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