Martial Arts Gathering Stained with Blood

The soft sword resembles a poisonous dragon, unleashing countless sword shadows while simultaneously emitting invisible sword energy tainted with poison.

The broadsword resembled a golden shield, unleashing a dazzling Jin Guang while also shimmering with golden waves that concealed the power of healing.

Evil sword, golden saber clashing!

Sword energy clashed with the light shield!

Inside the bamboo house, Wu Yazi held a feather fan and explained, "The Curse of the Sectumsempra is not so much that the sword energy contains poison, but rather that the poison transforms into sword energy."

"This poison is brewed from the jealousy, resentment and unwillingness in people's hearts."

"The spell for Episkey is less a result of compassion than a result of a sudden realization."

"Because one can let go of the pain of the past, one can cure the poison in people's hearts and deflect the sharpness of poisonous swords."

"However, Zhan Mu's life is too perfect. His healing Curse Technique is merely a manifestation of his perfect life. I'm afraid—"

Wu Yazi finished speaking than Zhan Mu's broadsword was knocked away, and he fell off the arena.

Meanwhile, his wife, Li Li, leaped and bounded at the sudden rise of the ring to catch her husband.

The smile on Xifuzi's face, which had been beaming with bright white teeth, vanished instantly, and he fell off the other side of the ring, looking utterly dejected.

"Zhan Mu lost the martial arts competition, but won in life."

Wu Yazi expressed his feelings.

Li Lin, also known as Basil, was equally moved, noting that both the Sectumsempra and the Episkey were invented by Snape.

The former is the solution to the latter's curse.

Wu Yazi's commentary not only analyzed the essence of the spell, but also seemed to comment on two phases of Snape's life.

His youthful brilliance and his heartbreak in love.

The despair of middle age, and a partial letting go of the past.

Perhaps Snape's Sectumsempra cut off George's ear wasn't due to a tremor in his hand, but rather because the spell itself sensed its enemy (George had taken Polyjuice Potion and was in Harry's appearance).

The Potions textbook from which the Sectumsempra was born, marked with the phrase "against the enemy," refers to James Potter.

The spell, born from James Potter, eventually found its way to the ears of someone who resembled him.

Wu Yazi truly deserves to be the author of the "Curse Scripture." Despite knowing only three incantations (referring to before writing them), he could readily extract information from each incantation and even understand its essence.

Snape himself was probably incredibly impressed after hearing Wu Yazi's explanation.

Of course, it would only be in one's mind. As for the outward expression, it would probably be pulling out the wand and casting an Avada.

The subsequent duels were not as exciting as those between Zhan Mu and Xifuzi.

Zhan Mu and Xifuzi were, after all, people with a strange connection to the creator of the spell, which is why they were able to exert the power of the Curse Technique to such an extent.

Most martial arts practitioners use their martial arts skills to control Curse Technique.

Even those from the Beggar Dynasty and the Buddha Kingdom were no exception.

Moreover, Qiao Feng, an outstanding graduate from both the Shaolin and Beggar's Gang' Sect training schools, was present.

People from the Beggar Dynasty and the Buddha Kingdom also didn't go too far, mostly stopping short of going too far.

Although it was called a martial arts competition, the actual performance was more like a martial arts demonstration.

There were almost no dangerous clashes between Curse Technique.

Most of the martial arts practitioners in the audience also noticed this.

If this were an era before Curse Technique became prevalent, such a demonstration of moves, where one person takes another's turn, would be worth the ticket price.

But now that everyone knows Curse Technique, has killer moves, and martial arts are all centered around Curse Technique, this is a bit boring.

So what if every move is dangerous and deadly? There are many healers in the audience who know healing Curse Technique. It's obvious they're just being lazy and putting on a show.

No matter how exquisite your martial arts moves are, can you withstand my Diffindo and swallow my Avada?

Your swordsmanship is superb, but I'll use an Expelliarmus. How will you deal with that?

Therefore, when Feng Bo'e shouted, "What kind of womanly tricks are these? Get off the stage!", many martial arts practitioners expressed their agreement.

The remaining silent group was mostly deterred by the power of the Beggar Dynasty and the Buddha Kingdom, as well as their existing cooperative or kinship ties with these two powers.

On the high platform.

Qiao Feng's brow furrowed slightly. He was quite pleased with the trend of using only martial arts skills in duels.

He would be unhappy if anything happened to either the Beggar's Gang' Sect or Shaolin Temple.

Song Emperor glanced at Feng Bo'e discreetly, then looked at his attendant with his eyes to ask if he was one of their men. When he received a negative answer, he almost burst out laughing.

Xuan Ci sighed, not out of compassion.

However, once Curse Technique is used, there will inevitably be damage.

There will also be people from Shaolin among them.

Some injuries caused by Curse Technique cannot be healed by ordinary healing Curse Technique.

However, the hidden dangers that Song Emperor had laid beforehand were not in vain.

The expressions of the Beggar's Gang and Shaolin monks below the stage, however, were eager to try.

Hell Monarch Tang Mu patted his bald head, "Finally... finally it's about to begin!"

The actions of the Song Emperor were perhaps not noticed by those who had previously roamed the martial arts world, such as the Beggar Dynasty or the Buddha Kingdom.

But for the rebel forces (excluding Murong Fu, who also couldn't see it), the foreign forces knew it perfectly well.

They were just waiting for this to happen.

They would only begin their plan after both the Beggar Dynasty and the Buddha Kingdom had suffered heavy losses.

"I'll go!" A Beggar's Gang disciple with eight bags leaped out from the crowd.

The bags carried by Beggar's Gang' Sect also represent their status. Nine bags signify an elder, demonstrating the high rank of this disciple within the Beggar's Gang.

"Let this humble monk take the lead," said the Shaolin monk named Hui Jian.

In this generation, the Shaolin monks are ranked according to the order of "Xuanhui Xukong".

The abbots and heads of various courtyards are mostly of the "Kong" generation, while the "Hui" generation is the backbone of Shaolin Temple.

Seeing that it was these two people who took charge, the Song Emperor on the stage, though muttering "peace is of utmost importance" and "Qiao Feng and Xuan Ci are both my trusted ministers," was secretly overjoyed.

Hui Jian slashed with one arm, empty-handed, yet he used the "Burning Wood Saber Technique".

Once this sword technique is mastered, one can quickly slash ninety-nine times at a time next to a dry tree, without damaging the wood in the slightest. Yet, the heat emanating from the blade will ignite the wood and start a fire.

The entire Shaolin Temple should have only Xuan Ku's skill.

However, Hui Jian's fundamental Curse Technique was Incendio. When he unleashed the [Burning Wood Saber Technique], which was activated by the Incendio, the heat of the sword energy caused the arena beneath his feet to crackle and burn.

Two monks responsible for maintaining the arena quickly approached and cast water and fire immunity spells and Repairing Charm on the arena.

These eight disciples were personally trained by Elder Wu of the Beggar's Gang. They were also skilled in using the inverted-tooth iron mace. Their iron mace was incredibly versatile, and in addition to striking, sweeping, and thrusting, they also had a unique technique for locking and seizing the enemy's weapons.

But faced with the scorching blade energy rushing towards him, he was somewhat helpless.

His fundamental Curse Technique is the Summoning Charm. In daily combat, his favorite method is to use his iron mace to absorb the enemy's weapons and hidden weapons, and then use the iron mace to defeat the unarmed enemy.

But right now, the enemy is unarmed.

Using underhanded tactics like drawing in the enemy's clothes with a Summoning Charm to pull them along is not necessarily effective. The Thousand-Pound Drop and Light Body Lifting Techniques are the basic skills of martial arts.

A wandering martial artist might not be able to, but a disciple of a major martial arts sect would almost certainly not.

Therefore, the eight-bag disciples could only concentrate their Internal Energy into the iron mace.

However, the blade's energy penetrated the iron mace, sending the eight-bag disciple flying.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye; no one expected the Eight-Bag Disciple to be defeated so quickly.

Fortunately, Qiao Feng managed to catch him with a dragon shadow by waving his hand in time; otherwise, he would have surely lost his life.

Wu Yazi waved his feather fan, "If this monk is skilled in using weapons—a staff, prayer beads—this Beggar's Gang disciple still has a chance of winning. Or perhaps he can comprehend the method of reversing the Summoning Charm."

"The method of reversal?" Wang Yuyan asked curiously.

Wu Yazi replied, "This requires a complete understanding of the power of the Curse Technique. Even I can only reverse the power of the Super Memory Spell into the Memory Charm."

"If I can fully comprehend the Animagus mantra, its reversal method should be the Transfiguration. From Transfiguration oneself to transforming others. Or it could be the Slaying Curse, the restoration Restoration Charm, which is the opposite of the Transfiguration category."

Unlike the onlookers like Wu Yazi.

The members of the Beggar's Gang's Sect were filled with indignation.

They believed that this was a deliberate act by the Shaolin monks, because the disciple went first, so they sent someone to target him by not using weapons.

Fang Buping, the leader of the Great Courage Branch, pulled out his steel staff, swung his palm towards the ground and unleashed a burst of energy, leaping several times to reach the high platform.

Before the Beggar's Gang' Sect was called the Beggar Dynasty, it only had six major branches: Great Benevolence, Great Righteousness, Great Propriety, Great Wisdom, Great Faith, and Great Courage.

It was only after the era of Curse Technique expanded that branch sects with city names like Suzhou Branch sects emerged.

Therefore, the leaders of these six original branch leaders have the longest service history and the most profound martial arts skills.

Fang Buping was even taught the Six Forms of Dragon Subduing Palm, and with the additional martial arts he learned from Elder Xi, a master of the Beggar's Gang' Sect's external martial arts, he was ranked among the top leaders.

But in the eyes of the Shaolin Temple monks, this was seen as bullying the weak.

A leader's opponent should at least be a high-ranking monk of the Xuan generation.

Hui Jian thought so too, and he scoffed, "What, can't accept defeat?"

"You—" Fang Buping attacked in anger, but his moves were not disordered.

The steel staff was handed out and pointed at Hui Jian.

The weapon was originally quite heavy, but he wielded it with ease and moved with agility, just like a Sword: One.

A faint red light shone from the tip of the staff.

Hui Jian dared not be careless, for he knew what spell was hidden within— the Shattering Curse, one of the three great shattering Curse Technique.

Curse Technique that can turn solid obstacles in front of you into dust, and has the power to split mountains and shatter rocks.

If flesh and blood clashed with it, it would be "Reducto," just as described in the incantation.

The monks below the stage were filled with anger.

This is simply a matter of needing Hui Jian.

They only know how to bully monks who don't know how to defend against Curse Technique. If they're so capable, why don't they replace them with Huikong? His Protego are nothing to fear.

Even a vain vision is possible; his fundamental Curse Technique is the same as Turtle Immortal's, the Shield Charm.

Qiao Feng noticed the commotion at Shaolin Temple.

He knew the power of Fang Buping's Shattering Curse and could foresee that the monk named Hui Jian was likely to die.

Just as the red light became more and more obvious and the Shattering Curse was about to shoot out of the steel staff, he used his eyes to hint to Xuan Ci to admit defeat on his behalf, but Xuan Ci chanted Buddhist prayers and ignored him.

Having already reunited with his father, surrounded by a group of younger sisters, and Duan Yu his father and a host of concubines, Duan Yu disregarded his troubles and began chanting Buddhist prayers, "Amitabha ~"

The power of the Expelliarmus in the Buddhist chant spread throughout the entire Shaoshi Mountain.

The sound of weapons hitting the ground echoed loudly.

Fang Buping was being targeted, also dropped his steel cane.

"It's just a martial arts contest, why take lives?"

The crowd looked in the direction the voice came from. "The Wonderful Sound Buddha Son!" "It must be him!" "Only he could use the Expelliarmus to such an extent!"

Xiao Yuanshan breathed a sigh of relief, glad that he hadn't arranged for his men to become monks; otherwise, if a bunch of hidden weapons had fallen, anyone would have become suspicious.

Murong Fu, also known as 'Xu Zhu', quickly picked up the sword that he had turned into prayer beads.

Inside the carriage, Tang Mu, who was throwing hidden weapons haphazardly onto the carpet, had a gloomy expression. "Mind your own business!"

Fang Buping on the stage was the same.

His fundamental Curse Technique is the Shattering Curse, one of the three great shattering Curse Technique.

The power of this Curse Technique is too great. His cultivation level is far from sufficient to apply it to his palm strikes and drive it with his own flesh and blood.

It can only be controlled by the fine steel staff that he carries with him.

Now, if he tries to pick up the steel staff, Hui Jian's [Burning Wood Saber Technique] will come slashing down from mid-air.

Even with martial arts skills alone, such as the Dragon Subduing Palm Technique, he could not contend with the [Burning Wood Blade Qi] which was combined with the Incendio.

Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly heard a voice from the other side.

"It is this humble monk who has lost."

Hui Jian put aside his competitive spirit and used his Lightness Skill to leave the arena.

Fang Ping's face flushed red and then turned pale. He picked up the steel staff and left the arena as well.

Some members of the Beggar's Gang' Sect realized that the Shaolin monks were not hypocrites after all.

Some Shaolin monks suddenly realized that the Beggar's Gang's Clan members weren't actually that bad.

Thus, the martial arts competition returned to its original rhythm.

The Song Emperor on the stage and those schemers almost simultaneously harbored Duan Yu towards Duan Yu in their hearts, hoping he would die suddenly and never be reincarnated.

"There's still a chance." Song Emperor glanced coldly in the direction of the Dali Royal Family. "The desire to win and fight can be extinguished, but what about hatred?"

As if the Beggar's Gang's Seven-bag disciple on the stage had heard the Song Emperor's voice, he immediately untied the bag and threw out the poisonous substance containing the power of his Gutting Curse incantation.

His technique of shaking open the sack and throwing out the poison had the power of the Thirteen Styles of the Soft Whip from the Dabie Mountains, and also incorporated the Eighty-One Styles of the Three-Section Staff from the Ruan Family of Hubei. It was Elder Chen's unique martial art of the Beggar's Gang, which was insidious, cunning, and impossible to defend against.

The monk opposite was covered in venomous creatures such as scorpions, spiders, and snakes.

Then blood gushed out, and although the body was not broken, the internal organs splattered out.

The monk was clearly not going to live.

The crowd below exclaimed, "That's too ruthless!" "What kind of incantation is that?" "Let me look it up in the Curse Scripture."

Wu Yazi gripped his folding fan tightly. "This is the Gutting Curse, which can be used to cleanse toxins and waste from the internal organs. But it can also remove internal organs from the body."

Tang Mu, inside the carriage, clenched his fist and said, "That's how it should be! Haha, now that you're all dead, let's see how you play house!"

The members of the Beggar's Gang's Sect all looked at the Seven-bag disciple with astonishment.

The Shaolin monks were furious and demanded that the Beggar's Gang pay for the murder with their lives.

On the high platform, Qiao Feng looked incredulous, along with a surge of anger.

Hearing the cracking sound coming from the vat behind him, Xuan Ci turned pale. He knew that people might die in the competition, but he did not expect it to be so tragic.

The Song Emperor looked reluctant, but was overjoyed inside.

The same was true of Xu Zhu, who was not far away. He noticed the anger of the monks around him and thought that he might not need to wait any longer. He could stop Qiao Feng now and give the others an opportunity to kill the Song Emperor.