The Heavenly Dragon's Beginning in the Journey Through the Heavens

At first, the two thought it was a lingering ailment from the past, so they didn't pay much attention to it.

After all, they had both suffered serious injuries, and it was inevitable that they would have some lingering health problems.

But now that the old monk was speaking with such conviction, they couldn't help but believe him to some extent.

Because they were all people from the martial arts world, they were quite aware of their own physical condition.

If they didn't really sense something was wrong, why would they so easily believe what others said?

Perhaps sensing their lingering doubts, the sweeping monk continued:

"If you don't believe me, you can try circulating your internal energy and see if your Tanzhong acupoint is throbbing."

Upon hearing this, the two immediately began to secretly test their internal energy.

Sure enough, as soon as the two began to circulate their energy, their brows furrowed involuntarily, and their expressions became extremely solemn.

It seems that what the Sweeping Monk said is true; they had already suffered irreversible internal injuries.

Qiao Feng was startled by their reactions and quickly asked:

"Master, is there any cure for my father's injury?"

The sweeping monk put his hands together and said:

"Amitabha"

"Although the injuries of the two benefactors have penetrated deep into the bone marrow, they are not yet beyond cure. However, it is extremely difficult to treat them."

Ling Feng, who was standing to the side, listened to their conversation and muttered to himself:

"This looks a bit like a scam from my past life. First, they make it sound amazing and scare you into a panic. Then they talk about how difficult it is to cure you. Finally, they reveal their predatory fangs."

Judging from the sweeping monk's words and actions just now, it seems very much like it.

But what exactly is this old geezer after?

Before Ling Feng could figure out the details, Qiao Feng, concerned for his father's safety, pleaded:

"Please, Master, have mercy and heal my father."

"Amitabha!"

The sweeping monk clasped his hands together and slowly said:

"The hidden injuries of the two benefactors have penetrated deep into their bones, and it will not be a simple matter to treat them."

"If we want to completely cure them, we must first destroy all their martial arts skills. Then we can slowly treat them. Therefore, they must stay in Shaolin Temple."

Upon hearing that his martial arts skills would be crippled, before Qiao Feng could say anything, Xiao Yuanshan roared in fury:

"Old monk, stop spreading alarmist rumors! I haven't avenged my great grudge yet, how can I waste all my martial arts skills!"

After yelling at the Sweeper Monk, before anyone could react, he lunged forward, preparing to bypass the Sweeper Monk and attack Murong Bo behind him.

"You old scoundrel Murong, prepare to die!"

The Sweeping Monk truly lived up to his reputation as a Grandmaster-level expert. Although Xiao Yuanshan's sudden attack caught him somewhat off guard...

But he reacted quickly and managed to withstand Xiao Yuanshan's fatal blow.

“Amitabha, benefactor, please hold your hand and listen to what this humble monk has to say.”

"Hmph, old monk, today it's either you or me who dies. You think you can stop me from getting my revenge? Dream on!"

Xiao Yuanshan ignored the Sweeper Monk's advice and launched another attack.

The sweeping monk sighed helplessly and said:

“Benefactor, your obsession runs too deep.”

After saying this, the Sweeper Monk put his hands together and unleashed a superb palm technique.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Yuanshan was startled and immediately did his best to defend himself.

Just then, Qiao Feng saw his father Xiao Yuanshan make a move, and naturally he would not stand idly by. He unleashed a move called "Regretful Dragon" and also rushed forward.

"Dad, be careful!"

Hearing his son Qiao Feng's voice, Xiao Yuanshan felt a warmth in his heart and said:

"Feng'er, don't worry, Dad will be fine."

When Xiao Yuanshan saw Qiao Feng coming to his aid, he knew that this was a rare opportunity. Seeing that his first attack had failed, he quickly changed his tactics and prepared to continue his attack.

When the Sweeper Monk saw Qiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan attacking together, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smile.

"Why are you two so persistent? Why not lay down your weapons and become Buddhas on the spot?"

"Hmph, old monk, enough with the nonsense! Today is your death day!"

Xiao Yuanshan roared and launched another attack.

Qiao Feng was not to be outdone and followed closely behind. The two cooperated well and for a time they were evenly matched.

However, the Sweeper Monk was, after all, a Grandmaster-level expert with unfathomable strength.

He dodged Qiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan's attacks with a swift movement.

Then, he unleashed an even more powerful palm technique.

Xiao Yuanshan and Qiao Feng were both taken aback, never expecting the Sweeper Monk's palm technique to be so unpredictable.

They quickly unleashed their unique skills and engaged in a thrilling battle with the Sweeper Monk.

The battle was extremely fierce, with both sides giving it their all.

Those around were stunned, marveling at the brilliance of the battle.

Seeing that they had already made their move, Ling Feng couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

He had always wondered just how big the gap was between himself and this hidden master, and now he finally had the chance to test his skills.

You should know that this Sweeping Monk is the ultimate boss in the world of Tianlong!

His martial arts skills are unfathomable and awe-inspiring.

As a time traveler, Ling Feng naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity for a challenge.

Ling Feng lightly touched the ground with his feet, and the Lingbo Weibu (Lingbo Steps) was activated instantly.

His figure moved like a ghost, swiftly joining the battle.

He did not choose to use weapons, but instead, like Qiao Feng, used the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms to fight his enemies.

Ling Feng's palm techniques were incredibly fierce, each move containing immense power.

His movements were as natural and fluid as flowing clouds and water, echoing Qiao Feng's moves.

The confrontation between the group was extremely intense, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

However, despite their best efforts, the sweeping monk remained completely at ease.

His palm technique was exquisite, and every move he made was perfectly timed, neutralizing the attacks of the group.

During a lull in the attack, Xiao Yuanshan noticed that the Sweeper Monk's attention was drawn to Qiao Feng and his companion.

He devised a plan and took the opportunity to turn around and strike Murong Bo on the ground with his palm.

Murong Bo had just fought a great battle with Qiao Feng and his brother, and was already seriously injured and unable to fight.

Just then, Xiao Yuanshan launched a sudden attack, catching him completely off guard and leaving him utterly unable to mount any effective resistance. He could only watch helplessly as the fatal palm strike came hurtling towards him.

The sweeping monk sensed that Xiao Yuanshan was about to attack Murong Bo, and was instantly enraged, shouting:

"You audacious scoundrel! How dare you be so insolent!"

Seeing that Xiao Yuanshan had changed his target, Ling Feng and his companion immediately intensified their attack, attempting to hold off the Sweeper Monk for a moment.

Their plan worked. Although the Sweeper Monk was a Grandmaster-level expert, Ling Feng and Qiao Feng were able to demonstrate Grandmaster-level strength when they went all out.

Although the Sweeper Monk had three feet of protective qi, he dared not easily take the powerful attacks from Ling Feng and the other two, who were at the Grandmaster level.

Thus, the two successfully delayed the sweeping monk for a moment.

With no one to stop him, Xiao Yuanshan's palm struck Murong Bo directly.

Murong Bo was powerless to retaliate against Xiao Yuanshan's palm strike, which was full of resentment and unstoppable. He died on the spot.