Chapter Fifty-two: Taking Things

  The peaks stretched out endlessly behind them, with mountain ranges rising up. The two of them walked quickly, and before they knew it, they had already climbed to the top of another mountain.

  "The Kyokai Gate is really big, no wonder it can accommodate so many disciples. Tsk tsk, I'm afraid at least five mountains have been occupied? The main hall is on the mountain gate, and there are other courtyards below, where do they get so much energy from?" Wu Ming stood on another mountain head and couldn't help but sigh.

  Thinking of his own rebirth in Xuantian Sect, he couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion. The gap was really not ordinary at all.

  Sects and gangs are different. Sects mainly focus on recruiting and teaching disciples, while gangs are often just a large number of people, with the idea that "the more people, the stronger". As long as there are some top-notch masters in the gang to keep everyone in line, then it's already a big gang. Just like the Beggars' Sect, if you count strictly, how many of them actually practice martial arts? Among tens of thousands of Beggars' Sect disciples, even having a few thousand who have practiced martial arts would be impressive.

  Just from this point, you can see the ambition of KOF. The Heaven's Will Unmatched Castle back then was probably like that too? Unfortunately, it lacks foundation and cannot be compared to those big gangs back then.

  Hong Qigong chuckled and said, "After all, he's the leader of the martial arts world. Give him a few more decades or even hundreds of years to develop, and it'll be a different story altogether! However, your words have indeed hit the nail on the head. Although the Fist Emperor Sect has many people, they're not all good eggs; otherwise, how could we have walked in so boldly? Heh heh, once something happens to their sect, I reckon these people will scatter like birds and beasts, not worth mentioning at all."

  "Haha, that's also true. One's character must pass the test too." Wu Ming smiled and said, this is how Xuan Tian Sect is, although there are not many people, at most a few hundred, but if we really talk about combat power, these tens of thousands of Quan Huang Men might not be able to surpass them, they are just a bunch of mobs.

  All the way up the mountain, Wu Ming had already seen it very clearly. With so many mixed people, the gate should naturally strengthen its vigilance. The situation is also the case, but the execution of these people cannot be said, and there are even crowds gathering to gamble... It's not enough to know that Wu Ming and Hong Qigong have entered their internal affairs by taking the main road, and no one has discovered it? Isn't this absurd enough?

  "I don't want to get tangled up in this matter," Wu Ming asked doubtfully, "Older brother, what's the fun thing you're talking about? Where is it? It can't be inside the Fist Emperor's Gate, right?"

  "Heh heh, that's natural. I know they have a treasure trove, shall we... go borrow some things to play with? Coincidentally, you're not proficient in the Holy Spirit Sword Technique? Maybe we can even dig up some treasures. The Fist Emperor's Gate is all about practicing fist techniques, and those good things are all hidden away." Hong Qi Gong's expression was as lewd as possible at this moment.

  Wu Ming's thumb twitched with excitement, but he still had some doubts and asked: "Older brother, you're not just lending me the sword for my sake, are you? That's too good to be true?"

  Hong Qigong smiled with a puffed face, "This, the wine bug has acted up, I'll also get some good wine to drink, and take a look if I can get some good dishes, this journey has starved me to death. By the way, you shouldn't say that, I heard that the Fist Emperor's sect has another manual of fist techniques left behind by that Absolute No-God senior brother, that's really something good, are you tempted or not?"

  Wu Ming was completely speechless after hearing this, this old man, it turned out that he had been thinking about eating and drinking all along! How long has it been since they ate at the foot of the mountain? Has it been an hour? However, being able to get a precious sword is not bad either, and having a handy weapon is also good. As for the boxing manual, I've never heard of it, and there's another senior brother?

  Wu Ming, who had only played games and read game background materials, had never heard of the Absolute No God's senior brother. However, in reality, the Absolute No God did have a senior brother named Fist Path God. This guy was formidable, at least the Absolute No God wasn't his match. If he hadn't killed his fellow disciple Kawahara Takeo to feed his son Kenichi, and eventually got caught by the Absolute No God and his master, locked up in the Ungodly Temple of Eastern Requiem, only to die after a battle with Fung Wong later on.

  Few people know that in the world of martial arts, only a handful know that Wu Lin is an unparalleled master, but they don't know that if it weren't for the Fist God being imprisoned, there would be another peerless expert with strength surpassing Wu Lin's. Unfortunately, after hundreds of years, not even his name was left behind, and he had already turned into a cup of yellow earth.

  Under Hong Qigong's explanation, Wu Ming suddenly understood, but was shocked again. Let the absolute no spirit be united with his master to catch him? Stronger than the absolute no spirit?

  "I also found out about this guy later in some documents from the gang. Unfortunately, the boxing manual he left behind was incomplete and was later supplemented by the ancestor of the Fist King Sect, Absolute Heaven, with the addition of the Invincible Divine Fist technique. However, it's a pity that the people of the Fist King Sect never practiced the Indestructible Golden Body, which was created based on Shaolin's Golden Bell Shield... Ah well, little brother, go take a look at their treasure trove and see if there's anything useful, don't waste any more time."

  After sighing, Hong Qigong didn't slow down, as if he was very familiar with the Fist King's Gate, and actually avoided many sentries, jumping over walls and taking shortcuts, just like he was going home.

  After walking a rugged and winding road, the two finally arrived at their destination. A huge fully enclosed warehouse with four large characters "Fist Emperor Forbidden Land" hanging above it, surrounded by strict security that made it impossible to peek inside.

  At this time, two old men were still lying on the ground, their acupoints had been sealed and they couldn't move or speak. They could only glare at the two with their eyes, as if they wanted to kill them. These two were the elders arranged by Yan Qing to guard this place. Perhaps because they were used to being comfortable and thought no one would dare to offend the Fist Emperor's Gate, or perhaps Hong Qigong's kung fu was exceptionally high. Taking advantage of a sneak attack, he took down these two elders of the Fist Emperor's Gate as soon as he made his move.

  An old man took out a key, and Hong Qigong opened the door with a smile, taking Wu Ming inside. The two elders were suddenly anxious, but unfortunately they couldn't move or shout, and could only stare blankly, hoping that these two thieves would be careful.

  Although the people of Fist King Gate are all practicing boxing, the stock is still very good. Hundreds of collections are here, not to mention the large piles of gold and silver, but also a lot of weapons, eighteen kinds of weapons are all available, looking more chilling and shining, absolutely not ordinary products. Wu Ming wandered around, his emotions were surging and hard to express, good guy, a string of sharp instruments.

  Hong Qigong was rummaging around inside, his butt sticking out, and soon came out carrying a three-foot long sword, grinning from ear to ear: "Brother, take a look at this!"

  Wu Ming took over the long sword handed over by Hong Qigong and pulled it out with a swish.

  "Hmm..."

  The sword tip had just come out one-third of the way when it suddenly emitted a series of clear ringing sounds, as if it were alive, truly amazing.

  "Clear Wind?" Wu Ming whispered out the two words engraved on the sword, his eyes filled with delight.

  "This sword is called Qingfeng? The name isn't bad, but I wonder how sharp it is?"

  "Haha, this Clear Wind Sword is a famous sword of Mount Hua, just like the Nourishing Nothingness Sword and the Whistling Arrow Sword of the Mount Hua Sect. It was lost after the great change in Mount Hua, and I didn't expect it to fall into the hands of the Fist Emperor's Gate. This sword has a grand origin, said to be the treasured sword of Mount Hua's First Generation Master, Wind Qianyang, which he later gave to his disciple. Among all the swords in this warehouse, this one is the best."

  "Feng Qingyang?" Wu Ming's heart was filled with a burning passion. That legendary figure from the Huashan School had reappeared after three years, and his mastery of the Sword Demon's Unique Skill, the Du Gu Nine Swords, was at an unprecedented level!