After defeating Xiao Zizai, Xuan Mo continued his live broadcast that very night, even bringing Wang Ye along. The title of the broadcast was simply: "Starting Today, I'll Announce This: In Three Days, I'm Challenging Shaolin Temple."
The viewers in the live broadcast were stunned by Xuan Mo's actions.
"Holy crap! What's the streamer trying to do? Challenge Shaolin Temple? Is this something a human being can actually do?"
"666, the streamer's awesome! I've long been sick of those bald donkeys from Shaolin Temple. All they do every day is hit their wooden fish and beg for alms. They don't have the slightest bit of martial virtue!"
"Streamer, why don't you just forget it? Shaolin Temple isn't easy to mess with. Be careful they don't capture you and force you to become a monk!"
Xuan Mo glanced at the bullet comments and curled his lips disdainfully. "A bunch of keyboard warriors. What the hell do you know? What's Shaolin Temple worth? I'm going to challenge them today and show you what true strength looks like!"
Wang Ye sat to the side, looking at Xuan Mo's confident appearance, and couldn't help feeling uneasy. He knew that Xuan Mo was incredibly powerful, but Shaolin Temple was, after all, a sacred land of martial arts with a thousand years of history and countless experts. Could Xuan Mo really challenge them successfully?
"Brother Mo, are you really going?" Wang Ye asked cautiously.
"Of course I am. I've already said it publicly, so how could it be fake?" Xuan Mo rolled his eyes at Wang Ye. "If you're scared, get lost. Don't just stand around here getting in the way."
"Who... who's scared!" Wang Ye said, sticking out his neck. "I'm going! I want to see exactly how you plan to challenge them!"
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