Rebirth of Fantasy God

Wang Yan used his Wind God Kick to leap off his horse, quickly moving among the people guarding the mountain, and occasionally swinging his Pai Yun Palm. Within a few breaths, more than a dozen people guarding the road up the mountain had fallen to the ground and could not get up.

There was an evolver with slightly higher martial arts skills. After being hit by Wang Yan's palm, he pretended to fall to the ground like the others who were hit by the palm. However, he was secretly observing Wang Yan. When he saw that Wang Yan had already attacked the others, he held his breath, took out a firework from his arms, pointed it at the sky, and pulled the fuse.

The burning gunpowder rose rapidly into the air, but before it could explode in the air, a white energy force in the shape of a fist emitting cold air arrived and hit it first. The gunpowder that had not yet exploded was hit by Wang Yantian's frost fist internal force in mid-air, and was frozen into an ice lump and fell down.

The entrance to the Shaolin Temple on top of Songshan Mountain was surrounded by more than a hundred people. The gate and the courtyard wall had been shot to pieces by machine guns, with bullet holes everywhere. Dozens of corpses of monks lay on the ground, their gray-brown robes and the yellow ground beneath them had been stained red with blood.

When Wang Yan arrived, the entrance of Shaolin Temple was surrounded by a group of people. In front of these people were modern weapons placed on the ground, all of which were disassembled into parts. From the curses that came from time to time, Wang Yan also understood roughly that they were being targeted by the will of the Fengyun World, and these weapons were jammed.

"Damn it, all the guns jammed for no reason. Beam-type guns even had system overload and malfunctions. This is so weird." The personnel assigned to repair these guns sat on the ground, picking up a disassembled part from time to time to carefully observe and clean it.

At the gate of Shaolin Temple, several people were fighting with a dozen Shaolin masters on the opposite side.

One of the three most eye-catching evolvers is transforming into a Kamen Rider. He moves flexibly and shoots his opponent with the weapon on his belt from time to time.

One man's entire body had turned into steel. Although he knew some martial arts moves, Wang Yan could see that he relied more on his strong body to suppress the two Shaolin monks. However, Wang Yan guessed that this man would not turn his internal organs into steel, because when he was fighting with the Shaolin monks, he did not act recklessly. He used his limbs to receive the monks' attacks. If the monks attacked his body, he would still dodge.

There was another person who created several clones, confusing his opponent while making sudden fatal moves. His wind-style ninjutsu was tricky and concealed, forcing the monk facing him to stay extremely alert the whole time.

Noticing Wang Yan riding up the mountain, the two sides each launched an attack, forcing the opponent to retreat back to their own camp. In the Evolver camp, an Evolver who had turned into steel stepped forward and asked in a muffled voice, "Who are you? This is a dispute between Parkson Group and Shaolin Temple. Please don't get involved, lest you get involved."

Wang Yan was sitting on his horse. Upon hearing the words, he used his Wind God Leg. His body was so elusive that he instantly approached the person who asked the question. He kicked sideways with his Wind God Leg, and it collided with the opponent's fist. After a dull collision, both sides took several steps back.

The Evolved Superpower felt that his arm was still a little uncomfortable after being transformed into steel. Seeing Wang Yan's strange body movements and outstanding appearance, he couldn't help but guess in his heart, and said tentatively: "You are very skilled, I am a disciple of the Hushan School in the Jianghu. I see that your leg skills are sharp, but the Tianxiahui Nie Hall Master is in front of you."

Wang Yan was a little speechless. To say that the group of evolvers he met had not integrated into the Fengyun world, their speech was quite literary and sounded a bit like that. To say that they had integrated, that was not the case. Their clothing style and names still had a strong modern flavor of the Earth world.

On the other side, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, who was about to be unable to resist, saw that Wang Yan was handsome and had an extraordinary aura, and guessed that Wang Yan's identity was not ordinary. He used his internal force and said loudly: "Young man, I am the abbot of Shaolin - Abbot Wangkong. This group of people are the strange people who suddenly appeared in the martial arts world recently. We don't have any grudges with them. It's just that they took a fancy to the 72 unique skills in my temple. This group of strange people got together and came to my mountain gate. First, they used the hidden weapons that could emit fire to injure the monks in my temple. After the hidden weapons could not be used for some reason, a few people broke into my temple. We had no choice but to fight back, but the strange people's methods were weird and we were still defeated. I hope you will help us because we are both children of the martial arts world."

Seeing that Wang Yan still didn't say anything, Abbot Wang Kong said again: "If you can help me as I wish, my temple will give you three of the seventy-two unique skills."

One of the evolvers nearby had just repaired a sniper rifle. Seeing that Wang Yan was not on his side, he secretly hid in the crowd, took aim, and decisively pulled the trigger.

Wang Yan was worrying about how to obtain the two miraculous skills of Shaolin Temple, when he suddenly felt a sense of crisis. He quickly used his lightness skills and his figure flashed to the left. Just as he dodged, he saw an object passing by quickly out of the corner of his eye, and then a gunshot followed.

Looking at the flying rubble and the bullet hole behind where he was standing, Wang Yan resisted the urge to send them back to Earth. He used his inner strength to recover his memory and said, "You can let me do it, but I want the Yi Jin Jing and Xi Sui Jing. I wonder if the abbot will agree to it?"

Wang Yan didn't know whether these two secret manuals were among the seventy-two unique skills, but in order to avoid the Shaolin Temple from making excuses later, he directly stated what he wanted.

After Wang Yan finished speaking, he waited for a few minutes before Abbot Wangkong replied, "Okay, my Shaolin Temple agrees to your request, young man." As soon as the words fell, a muffled thunder sounded in the sky.

Wang Yan felt a trace of the Fengyun World Will passing by, and he thought, it seems that this is recognized by the world will. In this way, the Fengyun World Will should not prevent these two secret books with different meanings from being published.

On the other side, Abbot Wangkong heard the thunder and was also moved. He had always adhered to the creed of monks not to tell lies and had no intention of going back on his word. Now, the abbot seemed to feel the approval of the world's will and would not go back on his word.

The three leading evolvers saw that Wang Yan also came for the Shaolin Temple's martial arts secrets, and the one who had just spoken quickly said, "Since you are here for Shaolin martial arts, why don't you join us? We can also provide you with the two secrets you want. You have to think clearly about which side has a greater chance of winning."

Wang Yan said disdainfully: "It is you rats that have ruined the entire martial arts world. Since I have already promised the abbot, I will not go back on my word and act like a mean person."

"If you don't accept my toast, then you'll have to drink a penalty. Let's do it." Seeing Wang Yan's refusal, the Kamen Rider who led the three men shouted.