Martial Arts: Starting from a Seemingly Real System

“You are lying!” Master Wuqiu, the head of Medicine King Hall, said to Ma Wencai dissatisfiedly.

"I, I didn't." Ma Wencai faced the old monk's disappointed gaze and persisted with his last stubbornness.

Master Wuqiu ranks second among the second-generation eminent monks, followed by the abbot Wuxiang Jieliyuan Wuse. The old monk is highly respected and has always been rigorous and meticulous, and is extremely proficient in herbal medicine.

He shook his head in disappointment and ignored Ma Wencai. Instead, he explained to Wu Se, "The medicine used by the young monk Bu Shi was asked by Junior Brother Wu Zhen himself. There is a medicine with a long-lasting smell and strong adhesion. Anyone who stays in Bu Shi's room for half a minute will be infected with this smell. For example, he, him, and he all have this smell."

Master Wuqiu randomly pointed at a few young monks. Wuzhen, the head monk of the Arhat Hall, nodded and explained, "These people all live in the same meditation room with Bushi."

“It’s a pity that Ma Wencai doesn’t have this smell on him.” Wu Qiu said finally.

Wu Se's face changed when he heard this. Second Senior Brother was always steady and would definitely not lie to him. He glared at Ma Wencai and said angrily, "You evil creature, why don't you tell the truth!"

Seeing that his carefully planned strategy failed because of this small detail, Ma Wencai could not help but sigh to the sky, "Man proposes, God disposes, and God is not on my side... So what!"

"Yes, I stole Fan Bin's secret book, and I deliberately tore it up and left only a fragment and threw it in Qiao Rui's room. Also, he had previously injured Liu Quan, Wang Wu, Li Si and others, all of which were designed and instigated by me!" Ma Wencai said calmly.

Ah, it turns out that everything was done by him. I said that Uncle Master Qiao Rui... would not do such a dirty thing. The disciples of the third generation were talking to each other. The disciples who believed in Qiao Rui before were quite happy, while some of those who began to believe in Ma Wencai were ashamed and extremely upset. Why did they lose their heads and believe his lies at that time?

"Why do you do this?" Wu Se's face was gloomy, and he suddenly felt that the disciple in front of him became a little strange.

“Why? Haha!” Ma Wencai muttered to himself. The next moment, his expression became ferocious, even crazy. He pointed at Qiao Rui and shouted, “I want him to die!”

“How dare you!” Wu Se’s face turned pale as he shouted, then he raised his hand and slapped Ma Wencai.

Ma Wencai staggered back two steps and spat out a mouthful of blood. He laughed miserably and said crazily, "Qiao Rui, I wish I could tear you into pieces."

“You are so stubborn!” Wu Se was extremely angry. He stepped forward, covering Ma Wencai with his burly body, while raising his right hand high.

The old monk frowned, with a murderous look in his eyes, and his raised right hand trembled slightly. This palm strike would mean separation forever.

"Master, please show mercy!"

Just at this moment, a slender figure stood in front of Wu Se. It was Chu Tianfeng who saw that the situation was not good and immediately stepped forward to plead for mercy.

“Tianfeng, get out of the way!” Wu Se saw his second disciple blocking him, so he couldn’t strike him down. He said sternly, “Ma Wencai has repeatedly tried to murder our senior disciples. His crimes are unforgivable. He should be expelled from the sect according to the law!”

Cleaning the portal?

The place was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Wasn't the uncle (master) too cruel? He could kill a disciple he had taught for so many years? Everyone was shocked by Wu Se's words.

"Master, please have mercy!" Chu Tianfeng was so frightened when he saw that his master was actually going to kill Ma Wencai, he quickly knelt down, tugged at his colorless monk's robe and said anxiously: "Master, please spare his life for my dedication and diligence over the years."

"The law is merciless!" Wu Se shook his head slowly and said coldly: "As the head of the Discipline Institute, I should fulfill my duties and forget about my own interests. The disciples under my tutelage should also set an example and abide by the law. If they commit crimes, their crimes will be even more serious!"

Wu Se was determined to kill Ma Wencai on the spot. In the name of the strict laws of the Shaolin Discipline Institute, Chu Tianfeng looked back at Ma Wencai, who seemed to be frightened and stunned. He gritted his teeth and said with a resolute look, "Disciple is willing to be beaten with a hundred sticks to atone for his junior brother's sins. I only ask Master to spare his life!"

Beating with the stick over a hundred times is the most severe punishment besides clearing the sect and being expelled from Shaolin. It is much more severe than the three swords and six holes of other sects and can be fatal.

"Fool, fool, why are you doing this?" Wu Se couldn't help but sigh when he saw that his second disciple, whom he had always loved, was so determined. He could no longer maintain the dignity of the head of the Discipline Institute. The old monk's face showed kindness and helplessness. He stretched out his strong big hand and stroked Chu Tianfeng's head.

Chu Tianfeng's eyes were red, and he said in a sad voice: "My Chu, Wang and Ma families in Luoyang have been friends for generations, and Wencai's parents suffered hardship in order to save our Chu and Wang families. My father has repeatedly asked me to take good care of Wencai. Now that he has made a big mistake, it is also due to my poor care. Tianfeng is willing to take all the responsibilities!" After that, the high-spirited man knocked his head heavily to the ground, prostrating himself, humble and determined.

“Brother Tianfeng!” Ma Wencai seemed to have just come to his senses, and called out to Chu Tianfeng with emotion. Seeing that Chu Tianfeng was still prostrating himself, he also knelt in front of Master Wu Se, crying and repenting: “Master, I know I was wrong, and I am willing to accept the punishment!”

If I had known this would happen, I would not have done it in the first place. Master Wu Se sighed secretly and no longer had the murderous intent he had at the beginning.

"Master!" The senior disciple Bujing also came over and said respectfully, "When Junior Brother plotted against Uncle Qiao, he didn't know his identity yet, so it can't be considered as murdering an elder. Of course, framing a fellow disciple is also a must, but our Discipline Institute should clearly distinguish between rewards and punishments and accurately sentence. I think that Wencai's actions should not be punished by extermination."

"This..." Wu Se hesitated in his heart, raised his eyes to look at the abbot Wu Xiang, and said: "To execute the sentence of cleaning up the sect, all the chief monks must agree. I wonder what you brothers think?"

The chief masters looked at each other, and finally their eyes all fell on Qiao Rui. Abbot Wuxiang asked with a smile: "Little Junior Brother, what do you think?"

Seeing that everyone was waiting for his opinion, Qiao Rui couldn't help but feel deeply moved. A single word could decide life and death, was this the power that came with status?

"I want to know why you keep targeting me and want to kill me." Qiao Rui did not comment on how to deal with Ma Wencai, but just asked the question that was in his mind.

Ma Wencai slowly turned his head, hatred flashing in his eyes. Even though he admitted his guilt, he was also infected by Chu Tianfeng. He still hated Qiao Rui. He gritted his teeth and said a few words, "The hatred of having my wife stolen from me is irreconcilable!"

The hatred of having your wife stolen from you?

Qiao Rui was stunned for a moment. What did this have to do with anything? Why would I have a grudge against you for stealing my wife?

Counting the women who were close to him, Jiang Xueyun was his legally married wife and had absolutely nothing to do with Ma Wencai.

Liu Xinyue and Tian Jing? There was no intersection between them.

Huang Jingyu, um... this one is too young and doesn’t count.

Diwu Qingcheng... this person is also considered to be close to me, right? Qiao Rui thought of the dilapidated temple, and wondered if she had controlled herself that night... However, with Diwu Qingcheng's temperament and insight, she should look down on talents like Ma Wencai.

Alas, who is Ma Wencai’s wife?

Who did I offend again?

Ugh……

Headache!