Chase 2

"You see my man, the reason I am running away is because I slept with your mother once, she was good. Let me tell you, we started of ."

"You..! What did you just say!"

Kim Suho was extremely enraged by the foolish swordsman's words. As a Taoist of the Mount Kunlun Sect he had to keep himself calm in this kind of situation, but he couldn't, drawing out his sword from its sheath he pointed directly at Namgung Wong.

"Come here and fight me!"

"I don't wanna." Wong replied nonchalantly, "It is not like you are going to let us go if I win, so, no."

Kim Suho felt even more humiliated, how could an ant like Namgung Wong who can't even hold a sword properly beat a monster like him. He can take care of someone like him a second.

"I will let you go, if you w-!"

Suho's words were cut midway, by a disciple of the Shaolin Temple among the chasers. He had average looks and was clad in a orange monk robe.

"Keep calm Suho! He is only doing this so he can have a way out of this. Amitaba. Have you forgotten what the elders told us."

An arrest warrant has been issued against Namgung Wong and everyone involved with the wonder potion by the Orthodox Faction elders. They have confirmed that the potion contains Demonic Ki and will harm anyone who drinks it, of course this is a lie made by the Tang Family in order to get the potion for themselves.

"Haaa... I apologize for acting out of line." Kim Suho bowled towards his comrade, "Thank you monk Jihan. I had almost forgot that he is said to have a foul mouth that vomits what ever pops up in his little mind."

"Such behavior doesn't suit well with a person from the Mount Kunlun Sect." Monk Jihan commented towards his fellow bald head teammate, before turning to face the man behind it all, "Namgung Wong if you turn yourself if, I guarantee you for a fair judgement"

"Before that can I ask a question, Monk Jihan?"

"Amitaba, go ahead Namgung Wong."

"You follow the teachings of the Buddha, am I correct?"

"Indeed that is true."

"Then why are you bald? The Buddha I know had short curly hair? No. The most important question is why are you even here? Those who belong to the Shaolin Temple shall devote themselves onto the path of the Buddha, which is a path that is free from any worldly demands. Here you are engaging in the matters of the world instead of staying in doors, while reading scriptures."

"Hahahaha-!"

Monk Jihan entered into a pit of endless laughter after hearing the foolish swordsman's words. He couldn't believe he was receiving teaching from an evil villain who is bound to destroy the law and order of Murim if he is kept alive.

"...Ha, ha, I see why we were told not to engage in conversion with you." He mutter, his staff was already in both his palms, "You are really an incarnation of the great evil. I SHALL SLAY YOU!"

The atmosphere had turned cold and before he knew it, Namgung Wong's carriage had been destroyed to bits by the monk and he was laying flat on the ground with blood dripping from his handsome face.

"He... didn't even swing it." Wong muttered with a shocked expression, as he tried to pick himself up from the ground, "So this guy just used only his ki to do that much damage."

What happened before his eyes was the difference between Earth were people used guns and Murim were people used a magical power called ki which is cultivated into the body.

"This is fun, no, its beyond the levels of regular fun." A creepy smile started gathering on Wong's face as he took out an arrow from his quiver, "Super human abilities are indeed the best gift one can hope for. To bad I don't have any."

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Archery （Lv: 8）

Curling shot （Lv: 3）

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Wong placed two arrows on his bow and pointed them directly at Monk Jihan who was laughing at the pitiful attempt made by the fool in front of him.

"Hahaha! Oh Buddha please have mercy on this pathetic soul, amitabha. I can't believe there is someone foolish enough to use archery to fight. Just-"

Wong released his arrows and were rushing toward the monk's abdomen. Jihan smiled as such an obvious attack wouldn't work on even a third grade Martial Artist. Using his ki he creates two arrows to clash against the in coming attacks.

Swish-! Pierce-!

Wong's arrows changed their path the moment there were about to clash with Jihan's and rushed straight to pierce his eye balls. The monk was able to stop the arrows from going towards his brains, but he was already a blind man.

"Ahhhh!" He screamed in agony, with his hands covering both his eye sockets, "I WILL KILL YOU!! YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!"

It was shocking to the ears hearing a member of the Shaolin Temple curse someone in public, all the other Alliance members were shocked at how a nobody was able to injure a person at the half-transcended stage, he was the strongest among all of them.

'Can we beat this guy?'

'Are the rumors about him even true?'

'How can an arrow without even any ki twist like that?'

Fear had clouded their minds, but they still kept it together as the future of the Orthodox Factions, if they were to step down now then how would they face back the elders.

"Tsk." Wong clicked his tongue, with his bloodshot eyes directed at the screaming monk, "If my attack was a little bit stronger then he would have already been dead?"

"You are great Namgung Wooonggg!" Morong Fan shouted, as he got up from the ground with a face full of tears, "I really thought I was gonna diee! Thank you so much!"

"Don't let your guard down, it seems we just mad them more angry. Look at the way there staring at us now." Peng Gao said, he has been assessing the situation this whole time and he is sure their chances of escape rose a bit.