Kill Li Mochou!

Xuan Zhi and Li Mochou were locked in combat, and wherever they passed, the crowd scattered to avoid them. Even the aftershocks of their battle were astonishing, causing everyone to marvel. Yang Guo, Yelü Qi, Guo Fu, and others watched with fascination, their hearts stirred—so this was the legendary Shaolin skill, with such awe-inspiring power.

Yet Li Mochou, the notorious demoness, had roamed the martial world for many years. Though the Shaolin monk’s abilities were formidable, he could not subdue her in a short time. This development was precisely as Tang Xuan had expected. In terms of martial prowess, his master, Xuan Zhi, was versed in two Shaolin supreme arts. Although “Arhat Divine Skill” and “Grand Bright Fist” were not yet perfected, for Li Mochou, the Grand Bright Fist’s force was already hard to withstand.

However, his master’s agility was inferior to Li Mochou’s. Along the journey, Tang Xuan had learned that his master practiced a fourth-grade lightness skill called “Flying Technique.” Just like Wudang’s “Cloud Ladder Vault” and Quanzhen’s “Golden Wild Goose Skill”—all fourth-grade, their effectiveness increased with greater internal energy. Shaolin Temple, an ancient monastery of a thousand years, possessed several such skills, with “Flying Technique,” also known as “Land Flying Method,” among them.

There is a verse: Shaolin’s land flying skill, the body bears iron sand through many winters. A day’s swift travel covers a thousand miles; cliffs and precipices are as nothing.

Once mastered, one moves as fast as the wind, crossing mountain streams and peaks as a matter of course. Fourth-grade lightness skills were the signature techniques of major sects—Shaolin, Wudang, Quanzhen alike. Yet, among Shaolin’s seventy-two supreme arts, there was no dedicated lightness skill.

Tang Xuan had once heard that “Crossing the River on a Reed” was one of Shaolin’s seventy-two arts, a lightness technique. It was said that the founder Bodhidharma, at a riverbank, broke a reed, threw it into the river, and crossed as if on a boat. But his master Xuan Zhi had patiently explained: “Crossing the River on a Reed is a specialty of the Bodhidharma Hall, an advanced move within the seventy-two arts, namely the ‘Bodhidharma Sword Technique,’ and not a lightness skill.”

The legend of Bodhidharma crossing the river was simply a testament to his transcendent martial prowess.

Xuan Zhi’s “Flying Technique” was no weaker than “Cloud Ladder Vault” or “Golden Wild Goose Skill”—a top-tier fourth-grade lightness skill. He had even promised Tang Xuan that upon their return to Shaolin, he would teach him this skill.

But Li Mochou’s agility was even greater! The Ancient Tomb Sect’s lightness skills had always been exceptionally advanced, not merely fourth-grade, but of the fifth and sixth grade! Even in “Grand Wuxia,” the Ancient Tomb Sect’s agility was famed as one of the fastest in the world.

Otherwise, the sect’s founder, Lin Chaoying, could never have rivaled Quanzhen’s founder, Wang Chongyang. Wang Chongyang, after all, had dominated the Huashan Sword Tournament, besting Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi, Ouyang Feng, and Master Yideng—the Four Greats. Though “Grand Wuxia” featured many heroes and Wang Chongyang was not the undisputed number one, he was still acclaimed as the foremost among the Five Greats.

Now, with Xuan Zhi displaying Shaolin’s supreme techniques, Li Mochou’s Scarlet Training Divine Palm could not be fully released. Yet his agility was just slightly inferior to hers, making their contest a deadlock.

“A Shaolin monk is worthy of his reputation. I will seek your guidance another day!” Li Mochou, having gauged Xuan Zhi’s strength, knew that continued fighting would only result in mutual ruin. Surrounded by powerful enemies, she would not linger.

With a flash, she relied on her superior agility to exit the battle circle. In that instant, she raised her hand, and a whistling sound filled the air—the famed Ice Soul Silver Needles!

These needles were intricately patterned and exquisitely forged, laced with deadly poison. A mere touch would cause the skin to blacken, and a break in the skin meant instant death. Only Li Mochou, trained in the “Five Venoms Secret,” could wield them with such ease.

She had used these needles to take countless lives and injure many formidable foes. Even Master Yideng’s disciple, Wu Santong—a first-rate martial artist—had collapsed immediately after being struck.

“Master, watch out!” Yang Guo cried out in alarm, recognizing the peril of the Ice Soul Silver Needles. Years ago, a mere touch had turned his fingers and arm black, and only his “godfather” Ouyang Feng, skilled in poisons, had taught him the antidote. After half a month of medicine and cultivation, the poison was finally expelled. Without Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison and expert in toxins, the average person would be helpless.

Seeing Li Mochou retreat, Master Xuan Zhi realized she intended to escape. Having already engaged, he resolved to give his all and not let her go. He followed with his fist—the Grand Bright Fist—pursuing Li Mochou.

But then she unleashed the Ice Soul Silver Needles, and Xuan Zhi’s expression shifted. He had to dodge, for a strike from such a needle would mean disaster. Though he too knew “Woodcutting Needle Technique,” he had not mastered it; Li Mochou’s skill with hidden weapons far surpassed his own.

Just then, a commanding voice rang out: “Wicked woman, cease using hidden weapons to harm others!”

Tang Xuan, who had been watching and wary of her escape, saw Li Mochou release her needles. He instantly drew several flying needles from his game backpack and hurled them with a flick of his hand.

This was the perfected Woodcutting Needle Technique—a fourth-grade hidden weapon skill, no weaker than Li Mochou’s own. Only in terms of poison, his was less potent in “continuous damage.”

Tang Xuan’s perfected skill boosted attack power by 360%, and with the “Arhat Thousand-Pound Skill” adding another 60%, the total reached 420%. Equipped with flying needles, his attack stat was 2085—now totaling 10,842!

The sounds of clashing needles echoed unceasingly. Each Ice Soul Silver Needle released by Li Mochou was intercepted and blocked by Tang Xuan’s flying needles, each collision knocking them to the ground.

This turn of events stunned Li Mochou. She had not expected this young Shaolin lay disciple to have honed his hidden weapon skills to such a degree, matching her years of mastery. He struck down every one of her Ice Soul Silver Needles with perfect precision!

Not only Li Mochou, but Master Xuan Zhi was astonished as well. He had personally taught Tang Xuan the Woodcutting Needle Technique, and never imagined his disciple would master it so swiftly.

Such talent was truly extraordinary!

Though Xuan Zhi was amazed, his Grand Bright Fist did not falter, continuing to pursue Li Mochou. Tang Xuan seized the opportunity to join the fray, raising both hands and launching flying needles with overwhelming damage—over ten thousand points—straight at Li Mochou.

She struggled to counter his hidden weapons with her Ice Soul Silver Needles, while simultaneously fending off Xuan Zhi’s Grand Bright Fist. In just one exchange, she took a heavy blow to the shoulder—seriously injured!

She resolved to escape, but Tang Xuan was prepared, intercepting her desperately and, together with his master, attacking from front and back.

Soon, Li Mochou was gravely wounded!

During the melee, Tang Xuan delivered another decisive blow, finishing the injured Li Mochou outright.

[Slain: Level 49 rare wild monster, “Scarlet Training Fairy” Li Mochou. Experience gained: 7,840.]

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