All-Heavens Game, the Strongest Player

Chapter 71 Three Days Later, the Openly Revealed "Chu Xiu"

"Senior, although I dare not claim to be the best in martial arts in the world, and I am far from being able to compare with a reclusive master like you, I am still confident that there are few people in this world who can fight me to a draw!" Kumārajīva said somewhat unconvinced, "The geniuses of hidden sects may be highly skilled in martial arts, but I am not weak either. I will definitely defeat them and not diminish the prestige of our Martial Marquis lineage!"

The way they said "we" was so natural.

This shows that he was truly fooled.

"Don't underestimate others!" Chu Xiu warned, "In the martial world today, there are 255 hidden sects, and each sect has a prodigy who will gather at Xingzi Forest on the day that the Southern Murong and Northern Qiao Feng meet! You need to go there on that day on behalf of my Wuhou lineage, and all you will see are enemies!"

Upon hearing this, even someone as stubborn as Kumārajīva backed down.

"Um, there are a lot of people!"

"Of course, don't be afraid!" Chu Xiu inscribed another word: "My Wuhou lineage has the treasure 'Seven Star Lamp,' which can extend your life once. Furthermore, after participating in the entrance examination, you will also be qualified to learn my sect's introductory technique, the 'Nine Yin Manual.' With the foundation of the 'Lesser Formless Skill,' you should be able to learn it very quickly!"

Upon hearing this, Kumārajīva was utterly astonished.

"Senior, you even know this?"

"The Xiaoyao Sect's 'Xiao Wuxiang Gong' can simulate all martial arts in the world. A true master can recognize it at a glance, so don't be surprised! And don't show off that thing around anymore, or you'll easily get beaten up. Just focus on cultivating the 'Nine Yin Manual' that I'm passing on to you!"

Upon hearing this, Kumārajīva immediately narrowed his eyes.

He couldn't understand anything else, especially the life-extending technique; it was like listening to gibberish. But he had read the Nine Yin Manual, and it truly was a divine skill.

If I could learn it, why would I need the Six Meridians Divine Sword?
"This humble monk is determined to master the 'Nine Yin Manual,' then defeat the prodigies of various hidden sects, successfully join the lineage of the Martial Marquis, and learn the 'Divine Ghost Profound Skill,' which enables one to cultivate a martial spirit!"

……

Three days passed quickly.

During these three days, the appearance of the players made Yipintang, Beggars' Sect, and Murong Family suspicious and fearful of Xingzilin, vowing never to come to such a horrible place again in their lives.

However, out of consideration for their reputation, the Beggars' Sect was unwilling to change the meeting place.

Qiao Feng was upright and honest, and had nothing to fear.

The Murong family, having agreed to meet at Xingzilin, naturally refused to change their minds. Bao Butong was not only stubborn but also headstrong; knowing full well that Xingzilin was "haunted," he still went.

They were unwilling to disgrace the Murong family.

As for Helian Tieshu, there was even less reason for him to leave—although players had stolen a large amount of Beisu Qingfeng, countless cattle and sheep, and even a large number of clothes.

However, in order to wipe out the Beggars' Clan in one fell swoop, they still stayed in Xingzilin.

At least the ghosts here don't hurt people!

The "Sad Breeze" that can release toxins over a large area is still in sufficient quantity and enough to meet demand.

During this time, Chu Xiu also stole a bottle of poison and an antidote, wanting to test his drug resistance. However, he found that there was nothing to worry about.

He drank the entire bottle of poison, and nothing happened to him.

Players under protection are unharmed, but they can still test the effects of the medicine if they take it themselves.

You can also eliminate yourself; that's called abstaining.

"Go for it, Kumārajīva! I'm rooting for you. It would be best if you could lure out all the demons and monsters that want to get back at me!"

Chu Xiu thought to himself as he changed into Kumārajīva's robe and attached the large ears to it.

Another human skin mask was pasted on.

He transformed into Kumārajīva!

"Although the disguise technique I learned on the spot can't fool those who know Kumārajīva, there aren't many people here who know Kumārajīva, are there?"

Meanwhile, on the other side, two groups of people traveled day and night and arrived at Xingzilin.

The Murong family and the Beggars' Sect members harbored resentment towards each other.

The moment they met, it was as if they had swallowed gunpowder, and they fought each other repeatedly, which led to the famous scene where Wang Yuyan instructed her servants to fight, but their reactions were not as fast as Qiao Feng's moves.

From this, it is already clear that among the Four Greats, Qiao Feng is definitely stronger than Kumārajīva.

Because when Wang Yuyan was instructing Murong Fu on how to fight Kumārajīva, he wouldn't have the problem of not being able to keep up with Kumārajīva's moves, but he couldn't keep up when facing Qiao Feng.

"This newly sworn brother is incredibly skilled in martial arts. With him around, I no longer need to be afraid of that Tibetan monk!"

Duan Yu watched from the crowd, thinking to himself.

But at that moment, "Kumārajīva" appeared as if by magic, grabbed his shoulder, and said with a smile, "Young Master Duan, it's been a long time!"

Duan Yu: "???" When did this big monk show up here?
He was about to use "Lingbo Weibu" to escape, but as soon as he did, his opponent caught up with him and stopped him in the path of his footwork.

He whispered, "You stole my Xiaoyao Sect's martial arts!"

At this point, Duan Yu finally realized what was happening.

The person who came was just wearing Kumārajīva's face; he was not Kumārajīva!

"You are……"

"Do me a favor, don't let me get exposed!"

Meanwhile, in the arena, Qiao Feng, who had been completely dominating his opponent like a cat playing with a mouse, suddenly seemed to have discovered something terrifying and adopted the stance of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

"Be careful, there's an ambush!"

This loud shout left those with weak martial arts skills bewildered.

Anyone with even a slightly higher level of martial arts skill—Duan Yanqing, who was lurking in the First-Class Hall, and Murong Fu, who was disguised as Li Yanzong—in an instant, showed the same reaction as Qiao Feng.

Because a large amount of scent suddenly appeared in the apricot grove.

Some of these auras were powerful, some were weak, and some were barely perceptible.

Without exception, they all appeared suddenly.

And following the aura, they couldn't find half of them—they were martial arts masters who could sense auras, but the players' methods came from all over the world, and they had come up with all sorts of ingenious ways to hide.

The scent beneath the lotus leaves made Qiao Feng wonder if he had sensed something wrong.

The scent actually came from the toads on the lotus leaves.

"What's going on? Who are these people? What do they want?"

For a moment, all three factions in Xingzilin were completely dumbfounded.

Because they didn't know the strength of the third party, or whether they were friend or foe, they dared not act rashly.

They remained deadlocked.

Then, a masked man dressed in a scholar's robe, holding a feather fan and wearing a turban, strode into the arena with an air of indifference.

"The prodigies of various reclusive sects have gathered in Xingzi Forest; truly, there are countless masters among them!"

Player: "???"

The Beggars' Sect members: "???"

The members of Yipintang: "???"

Although they could understand every single word of that sentence, and even though they weren't from the Central Plains, they could still speak the Central Plains language, when put together, it was something that Confucius couldn't understand, Mencius couldn't understand, and Lao Tzu couldn't understand either!

"And who are you?" Qiao Feng asked.

"Who I am is not important. What is important is that I have arrived!" Kumārajīva said, activating the Nine Yin Manual that he had mastered using the Lesser Formless Skill.

Left hand: Nine Yin White Bone Claw; Right hand: Heart-Shattering Palm.

Its body emitted golden light; that was the Iron Corpse's "Golden Bell Shield."

Qiao Feng, Duan Yanqing, and Murong Fu, watching from afar, all wore solemn expressions. To them, it was an extremely superior, top-tier martial art.

The players, however, suddenly realized what was going on.

"The Nine Yin Manual doesn't belong to this era; it belongs to the players!"

"The so-called hidden sect prodigies are referring to us!"

"interesting."

"Who is that person?"

"That outfit... who else could it be but Chu Xiu, the newly risen number one on both leaderboards, with the combat power of a 'Martial Marquis' in the first-tier world!"

"Is he revealing his hand?"

"He's going to take on all of us by himself!"

(End of this chapter)