When you do everything to the extreme

Chapter 129, Section 128: Shaolin Disciples! Cooperating to Dominate the Underworld?
The true essence of the white tiger condensed on Wang Xiao's body, and faint tiger roars could be heard.

From a distance, Allen saw a massive white tiger coiled around Wang Xiao, emanating a dangerous aura.

"Tiger form complete, White Tiger true meaning. Wang Xiao, I'm very curious, what changes have occurred in you recently that have allowed you to become so much stronger in such a short time..."

Allen sighed again, staring at Wang Xiao with curiosity and excitement in his eyes.

Wang Xiao said softly, "So you're Allen from the CIA's Special Operations Bureau! I didn't expect you to have studied in China. What do you want to talk about?"

Allen gently pushed open the car door, got out, and whispered to the team members beside him, "Put down your guns, they're useless against Master Wang now."

The gun barrels on both vehicles were slowly lowered.

Then, five or six people got out of the car, each carrying a weapon. Finally, a Chinese man with a cold face got out of the passenger seat, holding a Chinese sword in his hands, and stood behind Allen.

Allen clapped his hands again.

Two burly white men opened the trunk of the car and carried out a white man with his hands and feet bound and his mouth taped shut. They threw him directly in front of Wang Xiao.

The bound white man struggled, his eyes filled with regret and terror as he looked at Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao frowned slightly, staring at the bound white man. He seemed somewhat familiar. His gaze sharpened, and he said softly, "Is he the sniper who just escaped?"

Just now, the five snipers ran in five different directions. Wang Xiao only glanced at them, but he remembered all five. Even if he only saw their backs, he could recognize them when he saw them again.

Allen nodded and said, "That's right! He's Vincent's teammate. Vincent retired from Delta Force and assembled some of the world's top snipers into a sniper team. This time, their target was you. Unfortunately, Vincent and the others died, and only he survived! This is my gift to you."

With that, Allen kicked the bound white man away, sending him flying and crashing down in front of Wang Xiao: "Now, he's yours, do whatever you want with him!"

Wang Xiao glanced at the person on the ground, shook his head and said, "I promised them that I would let the last survivor go, so he has nothing to do with me. How you want to deal with him is your business."

Although Vincent and the others are dead, Wang Xiao will not break his promise and will keep his word even to the dead.

The white man on the ground breathed a sigh of relief and lay quietly on the ground, trying to minimize his presence.

Allen walked step by step toward Wang Xiao and said softly, "I can see your ambition in martial arts! I want to cooperate with you. You may have heard the outside world's comments about me, but those are just the complaints of the weak. I respect the strong, and you deserve my respect. As long as you are willing to cooperate with me, I guarantee you will win any competition you participate in in the future."

A hint of surprise flashed in Wang Xiao's eyes.

Everyone else was trying to suppress him, prevent him from winning the championship, and stop him from becoming stronger by winning more championships.

This Allen directly guarantees him the championship.

Isn't he worried that Wang Xiao's strength might be too great?
Or is it that even if Wang Xiao is strong, he is confident that he can suppress him?

Given the other party's status, if they can truly guarantee Wang Xiao's victory, then the obstacles to winning future competitions will be much smaller.

but……

This is not what Wang Xiao wanted.

The easier it is to win a championship, the less sense of accomplishment there is, and the less it refines and elevates one's spirit and energy.

The stronger the opponent, the greater the reward.

and so.

Regardless of the other party's purpose, Wang Xiao directly refused: "No need, I will win the championship with my own strength."

Allen smiled faintly and said, "You were able to beat everyone else to win the championship because I tacitly approved of it. If I hadn't let you win, you would never have been able to win again, believe me?"

"Thirty years ago, someone walked the same path as you and eventually disappeared! Believe it or not, I can make you disappear just like that now!"

Wang Xiao stared intently at Allen and said seriously, "Then what do you want?"

Allen looked at Wang Xiao and smiled, "What I want doesn't conflict with what you want! I want you to cooperate with me and bring out the vast martial arts heritage of both Buddhism and Taoism in China, so we can share it!"

“I’m not treating you as a subordinate; you’re my partner. I know your talent and ability; you’re not one to be subservient to anyone. From now on, the two of us can control the underworld together and become the two strongest people in the world.”

"Of course, if you have the strength to kill me in the future, I will have no complaints. Then you will be the strongest person in this world."

"The struggle for the path of martial arts is inherently a matter of life and death!"

Wang Xiao looked closely at Allen and felt that Allen was not lying.

Vincent and the others believed that Allen's targeting of Chinese martial artists was an attempt to eliminate this unstable group and maintain the CIA's control over the underworld.

In reality, Allen wanted to pursue a stronger path in martial arts, to collect more martial arts techniques, and to accumulate his own martial arts foundation.

He created this organization within the CIA solely for his own benefit.

Allen approached Wang Xiao step by step, his aura becoming increasingly refined, and a faint chanting of Buddhist sutras suddenly rang out, as if many high monks were chanting scriptures around him.

Wang Xiao focused his energy and looked, and saw a phantom of an Arhat slowly appear on Allen's body, which was the manifestation of the true meaning of his fist technique.

"You come from a Buddhist family?"

Wang Xiao asked curiously.

Allen stopped in front of Wang Xiao and did not hide his past. He said as if chatting with a friend, "That's right. I became a disciple of Shaolin Temple, but I found that too much of Shaolin martial arts had been lost. I only learned one style, Luohan Fist, so I became a disciple of Wutai Mountain. Then I was expelled from Wutai Mountain. I wanted to become a disciple of Wudang Mountain, but I was refused!"

"Then, I used Shaolin martial arts as a foundation to collect other Shaolin martial arts techniques that had been lost elsewhere."

"Hung Kuen, Xin Yi Liu He Quan, and the internal Iron Shirt style all originated from Shaolin!"

"You are a successor of Liuhequan and also practice the internal Iron Shirt style. In a way, you and I are practically from the same school."

"If we join forces, we may even be able to pursue the ultimate realm of martial arts and dominate the world."

Allen exuded a scorching aura, his blood and qi circulated wildly within him, and the Arhat's true intent that had been gathered on his body became even more concentrated. At the same time, a roaring lion appeared beside the Arhat.

Wang Xiao was shocked, feeling as if the person standing opposite him was not a person, but a blazing furnace.

He knew that Allen's blood and energy were too strong, his body was boiling, and the heat emanating from his body was much higher than that of an ordinary person.

Wang Xiao himself can do that too.

However, he didn't expect that someone else could do it!

He possesses perfected Tiger Form Fist, perfected Six Harmonies Fist, and perfected Internal Iron Shirt Fist. His vital energy and blood are far stronger than those of a martial arts master who has practiced normally.

The fact that Allen's energy and blood were comparable to his, or even stronger, indicates that he had mastered at least three martial arts techniques to the point of perfection.

Based on the true meaning of the fist techniques they revealed, it is certain that Shaolin Luohan Fist and Lion Fist, these two fist techniques originating from Shaolin, may have been cultivated to the perfect state, and comprehended the extremely condensed true meaning of Luohan and the true meaning of Mad Lion!

Perhaps, Hung Kuen has also reached the pinnacle of his skills, and he has also mastered the internal Iron Shirt style, both of which originated from Shaolin!
Wang Xiao looked at Allen and said softly, "What if I refuse?"

Allen's expression remained unchanged, still smiling, as he said, "If you refuse, then we'll be mortal enemies! Today, I have a chance to keep you here. What do you think?" Wang Xiao replied seriously, "I don't think so!"

Allen's smile gradually faded: "I think it's certain. Have you thought it through?"

Wang Xiao nodded gently: "I've thought it through. You have your path, and I have mine. We can each go our own way."

Allen stared at Wang Xiao and said, word by word, "Then I'll have no choice but to leave you with nowhere to go."

Wang Xiao: "Then you give it a try!"

Allen: "Let's give it a try. It's been a long time since I've had anyone that has piqued my interest."

Allen's eyes showed no anger at being rejected; instead, they were filled with eagerness, as if he had spotted prey that piqued his interest. His aura became even hotter and more concentrated, and a lion's roar appeared out of nowhere as he pounced directly on Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao's aura also condensed, and a tiger's roar also appeared, colliding head-on with Allen's lion's roar.

A whirlwind instantly appeared between the two, swirling and howling, transforming into a tornado that spun rapidly towards the sky.

The people standing next to the two cars on either side were staring intently at the two of them, their eyes filled with anticipation and smiles.

One of the white men whispered, "The boss hasn't made a move in a long time. This Wang Xiao actually managed to attract the boss's attention. He must be very strong."

Another person shook his head and said, "No matter how strong they are, they can't possibly be a match for the boss. Yuan Long, Liu Jingyu and the others don't even dare to raise their voices in front of the boss."

The others remained silent, simply staring intently at the two of them.

The two haven't made a move yet.

However, they could both sense the dangerous atmosphere between the two.

The Chinese man, in particular, had a glint in his eyes. He also possessed a perfected boxing technique and had comprehended its true meaning. Therefore, he could sense the collision between the true meanings of the White Tiger, the Arhat, and the Mad Lion through his spiritual perception.

He knew Allen's strength, but he didn't expect that Wang Xiao, at such a young age, had already condensed the White Tiger True Meaning to such a degree.

Spiritual cultivation is extremely slow. It not only requires profound cultivation techniques, but also long-term refinement and accumulation. Most importantly, it requires extremely high talent and comprehension to comprehend.

"Ye Han, how many moves do you think Wang Xiao can last against the boss?"

A burly man with a thick beard asked the Chinese man.

Ye Han said softly, "That Wang Xiao is very strong."

The burly man with the thick beard asked curiously, "Oh? Very strong. Can you defeat him?"

Ye Han shook his head: "In a one-on-one fight, I probably wouldn't be able to defeat him!"

The bearded man and the others were slightly taken aback.

They all knew Ye Han's strength. His Han sword was almost invincible in North America, with only a handful of people able to compare with it. The sharpness of the sword was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Even if Allen himself wanted to defeat Ye Han, it would take a lot of effort.

How could someone as powerful as Ye Han be unable to defeat Wang Xiao in a one-on-one fight?

Is Wang Xiao already that strong?

The people around quickly became serious and focused, no longer as relaxed as before. They all looked intently at Wang Xiao and Allen, ready to intercept Wang Xiao at any moment.

If Wang Xiao's strength is even slightly greater than Ye Han's, then even if he is not Allen's match, Allen wouldn't be able to stop him from escaping if he wanted to.

Allen defeated Ye Han three times but failed to capture him. Ye Han was determined to escape, and Allen could not catch up completely. In the end, Allen threatened the Ye family in North America, which made Ye Han take the initiative to come to him and join the CIA.

Allen personally took action today, bringing Ye Han along, clearly to ensure that after defeating Wang Xiao, he could also capture or kill Wang Xiao on the spot, giving Wang Xiao no chance to escape.

Such a top-tier genius with unparalleled talent, if he gets away, he might become even stronger next time. After growing for a while, Allen might not be able to reliably defeat Wang Xiao again.

After all, they had detailed information about Wang Xiao and knew that his progress in the last two months was terrifying.

Every time Wang Xiao wins a championship, he disappears into seclusion for a period of time, and when he reappears, his strength has increased dramatically.

Allen is thirty-five years old this year. He entered Shaolin at the age of eight and has been learning martial arts for twenty-seven years to achieve his current strength. However, Wang Xiao has already reached a similar level of internal martial arts cultivation at the age of twenty-five. Ninety-nine percent of his strength was gained through sudden cultivation in the last two months. If given another ten years, Allen cannot imagine how terrifying Wang Xiao will grow to.

and so!
Today, they came with the determination to kill or capture Wang Xiao.

Whirring whirring……

at this time.

The whirlwind between Wang Xiao and Allen continued to rise, spinning faster and faster, with the condensed energy within growing ever larger.

hum...

moment.

A sound like a bell rang out from Allen, and then he suddenly made his move. He took a step forward and passed directly through the whirlwind in the middle. The high-speed spinning whirlwind collapsed instantly and turned into a violent airflow that swept in all directions.

boom………………

A cannon shot rang in Wang Xiao's ears.

Allen's punch shattered the air itself.

When a martial artist cultivates to the Ming Jin realm, their powerful force can burst forth instantly, breaking through the air and producing a sound—a sound that is priceless.

Once Ming Jin (manifest strength) is refined into An Jin (hidden strength), the attack becomes silent and stealthy, with the power condensed within the body and erupting secretly.

but……

When the hidden energy is condensed to its limit, it will once again shatter the air!

It evokes a sense of returning to simplicity and authenticity.

Allen's punch was executed using Hung Gar, condensing the power of cannons. His body was like a cannon carriage, and when his fist was thrown out, the internal energy in his body was directly transformed into cannon power and blasted out, just like a real cannonball. As soon as the cannonball left the hall, it directly exploded the air, making the fist even faster.

Speed ​​equals power!
Wang Xiao's expression didn't change much, because he had been on guard the whole time. Since the opponent's two great fist techniques hadn't suppressed his White Tiger True Intent, he knew that the opponent was definitely going to make a move.

The intellectual battle ended in a draw.

Then the only way to determine the winner is through strength.

Wang Xiao's internal energy surged, and his inner strength also exploded with full force, merging with the Six Harmonies Cannon Force!

He also wanted to test Allen's strength himself.

(End of this chapter)