Martial Arts: The Gunslinger

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Today was Zhang Sanfeng's birthday, which was supposed to be a happy day, but the weather was not good. The sky over Wudang Mountain was covered with thick clouds, and dark clouds pressed down on the city. A storm was brewing, and the people were suffocating.

"The Kongtong Sect came to celebrate your birthday!"

"Kunlun Sect, here to celebrate your birthday!"

"Beggars' Sect, come and celebrate your birthday!"

It was raining in the sky. Amid the sound of gongs, drums and firecrackers, people from all corners of the country came into the Zixiao Palace one after another, congratulated Zhang Sanfeng in person, and then sat down on the seats.

"Abbot Kongwen and monk Kongzhi led the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin to celebrate the birthday on behalf of Shaolin.……"At this time, the etiquette officer raised his voice and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Huh? Shaolin is here too?"

"And it was Abbot Kongwen who came to congratulate him personally!"

In Zixiao Palace, all the people from the martial arts world who were sitting at the birthday banquet turned their heads and looked towards the palace door. Even the old birthday star Zhang Sanfeng himself walked to the door to greet the Shaolin monk.

"Kong Wen? Kong Zhi?"

Su Ming, who was sitting at the birthday banquet, had a twinkling look in his eyes and said,"If I remember correctly, they are Kong Xing's senior brothers."

Many years ago, Su Ming shot Kong Xing dead with one shot on Wangpanshan Island.

Later, 307 Shaolin Temple sent eight heads of Dharma Academy to seek revenge, but they were killed by Su Ming in Haozhou City. Since then, Shaolin Temple has never mentioned revenge again, and it has come to nothing.

"Young Master, it is said that Kong Wen has practiced the Vajra Indestructible Body Skill and is extremely powerful. And the monk Kong Zhi has mastered 11 Shaolin skills and should not be underestimated either."Yin Susu, who was sitting on the seat, said.

While everyone was talking, the Shaolin people walked into the Zixiao Palace.

After a few polite words with Zhang Sanfeng, Abbot Kong Wen sat down at Song Yuanqiao's invitation, not far from Su Ming. By chance, Kong Wen's eyes fell on Su Ming, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

"Everyone, please be quiet for a moment."

Seeing that all the guests had arrived, Zhang Sanfeng stood up and said in a loud voice:"Thanks to all of you fellow martial artists for coming from afar to attend my birthday celebration. I would like to thank you all for your support. I will not waste any more time on nonsense. Let's start the feast!"

""Let's have dinner!" Song Yuanqiao said.

Immediately, Wudang disciples came into the hall one after another, carrying dishes and placing wine and food on the tables. The heroes sitting around the tables began to feast on the food and drink. Zixiao Palace suddenly became very lively.

"Amitabha……"

Abbot Kong Wen saw the heroes eating and drinking, and immediately looked at Su Ming.

Cheng Kun had already asked someone to poison Su Ming's food and wine, the Ten Fragrance Softening Powder, which was colorless and tasteless. As long as Su Ming got a little bit of it, his whole body would immediately become limp, and he would not be able to use any of his true energy, so he could only be slaughtered.

"Strange? Why doesn't he drink?"

Seeing that Su Ming was just eating and not drinking, Abbot Kongwen was very anxious.

When Kongwen looked at Su Ming, Su Ming suddenly turned his head and looked at Abbot Kongwen. His eyes were sharp as knives. Kongwen didn't dare to look at him and immediately lowered his head to eat. Shaolin monks do not eat meat or drink. Wudang Mountain took special care of it. Kongwen's table was full of vegetarian dishes, and the other Shaolin disciples were the same. Those heroes in the rivers and lakes had fish and meat.

"Ah! My head is so dizzy!"

When the banquet was halfway through, someone suddenly put down his chopsticks and shouted, rubbing his temple vigorously.

"What happened to me? Why am I suddenly weak all over?"

"Me too, and I can't muster up the inner strength"

""Oops, we might be poisoned!"

When the birthday banquet was halfway through, the heroes of Jianghu discovered the clues. They couldn't mobilize their internal energy at all, their whole bodies were limp, their limbs were weak, and they were dizzy. This was clearly poisoning.

"Oh no, the old Taoist has also been poisoned."

Old birthday star Zhang Sanfeng heard the crowd shouting, he secretly circulated his internal energy, but he couldn't even muster up the internal energy, his whole body was sore and numb, he didn't even have the strength to walk.

"What is going on? How could this happen?"

Abbot Kong Wen saw that all the heroes were poisoned. Even though he knew the inside story, he was still confused.

They had agreed to only poison Su Ming, so why did everyone get poisoned? Did Yuan Zhen make a mistake? Innocent people were harmed!

"Master Zhang, we came all the way here to celebrate your birthday, but you actually poisoned the food and wine. Why on earth is that?" The leader of the Beggars' Sect shouted.

This is Wudang Mountain after all. It is natural for everyone to suspect Wudang first when they are suddenly poisoned. This is human nature.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" Zhang Sanfeng explained:"The old Taoist has also been poisoned."

Everyone in Zixiao Palace, Wudang Sect, Kongtong Sect, Kunlun Sect, Beggars' Sect... all were poisoned.

Only Shaolin was fine, no one was poisoned.

"Abbot Kongwen, everyone is poisoned now, why is your Shaolin alone fine?"Su Ming looked at Kongwen coldly and said word by word:"Did you poison them?"

Hearing Su Ming's words, Ji Xiaofu, Yin Susu, Zhou Zhiruo and others, as well as He Taichong, Ban Shuxian, the five elders of Kongtong, and Shi Huolong of the Beggar Gang all looked at Shaolin Kongwen.

"Young Master Su is right. Why are all the people poisoned, but only your Shaolin Temple is fine?"People pointed and glared at Shaolin Temple, their eyes full of suspicion and distrust.

"This, this, this... I, I, I……"Abbot Kongwen was a monk who never lied. He was not good at lying. When he was questioned by everyone, he immediately lost his composure. He was guilty and hesitated, not knowing what to say.

When the heroes were accusing Shaolin, a woman's voice came from outside the hall.

"Master Zhang, how does this Ten Fragrance Softening Powder taste?"The voice reached the ears of the heroes.

Zhao Min, dressed in men's clothes, holding a folding fan, walked into the Zixiao Palace with a heroic look.

Behind Zhao Min, Ah Da, Ah Er, Ah San, Ku Tou Tuo, the two Xuanming elders, and the masters of the Ruyang Palace all arrived. A group of people walked into the Zixiao Palace in an overwhelming manner, and the light in the room suddenly dimmed.

"Yes, Zhao Min."Su Ming recognized Zhao Min at a glance.

Su Ming and Zhao Min had not seen each other for many years. Zhao Min had grown up, with delicate features and a tall and graceful figure. At this moment, she was dressed in men's clothes, heroic and handsome, which was a bright sight._To read the ununderlined version of the novel, please download the Fulu Novel APP!