My Pretty Campus Queen

Chapter 1271: Chapter 1271: Golden Arhat

"Wushuang, be careful, these people seem very strange, it’s like they can’t speak." Chen Tianlong knew that in Shaolin Temple, these people shouldn’t kill the innocent indiscriminately but attack only if they see them injured.

Lin Wushuang nodded, but what Chen Tianlong knew was that just as his voice fell, a sword appeared out of nowhere from behind them. The sword was in its scabbard, looking ancient and blunt, but when they drew it out, the snow-white blade flashed a chilling gleam, sending shivers down one’s spine.

Seeing this scene, Chen Tianlong took a sharp breath and then said, "Wushuang, in a moment, while they’re attacking, I’ll fight a bloody path for you. Once you’re out, hide by the cave wall. Without a weapon in your hand, you’ll be at a disadvantage fighting them."

"Chen Tianlong, I don’t want to, I want to fight alongside you."

"No, this time you have to listen to me. There are too many of them, and they all look very skilled. I don’t dare to gamble. You know, I fear losing you the most." In Chen Tianlong’s deep eyes, a tender glow flickered.

Seeing this, Lin Wushuang nodded, the Telekinesis Wave in her hand already gathered to its maximum. Not wanting Chen Tianlong to expend energy to help her, she decided to exert full effort to open a bloody path herself.

"Start!"

Seeing the eight people had already surrounded them, Chen Tianlong suddenly launched the second style of the Wildfire Fist and simultaneously threw three silver needles. At this moment, the Soul-Stealing Three Needles formed a ball-like dispersal and shot out, carrying powerful Powerful Qi.

The eight Golden People obviously knew the power of this move and hurriedly swung their swords to block it. Lin Wushuang knew the opportunity had come and directly pushed out both palms, a Telekinesis Wave as large as three basketballs flew out, carrying a strong Fire Attribute.

The three Golden Monks guarding the northeast corner hurriedly dodged, and Lin Wushuang took the chance to rush out. Originally, those three monks wanted to chase, but how could Chen Tianlong let them succeed, directly flying up with a Martial God Strong Kick.

Boom!

The three of them simultaneously resisted; Chen Tianlong’s Martial God Strong Kick collided with the three Golden Arhats, producing a loud boom, but the next moment, it was Chen Tianlong who retreated three or four steps, while the three remained unmoved.

Iron Cloth Shirt?

Chen Tianlong took a sharp breath, wasn’t this similar to the Iron Cloth Shirt often seen on TV?

However, Chen Tianlong was only surprised for a moment, immediately reacting that he could even break the Golden Shield Divine Skill of the Pure Yang Daoist, let alone the Iron Cloth Shirt of a few old monks.

Unbeknownst to him, Chen Tianlong’s hands were suddenly filled with many silver needles. This time, it was not as simple as just the Soul-Stealing Three Needles; instead, both hands simultaneously activated the Soul-Stealing Three Needles.

He wanted to break these people’s Iron Cloth Shirt.

Just when Chen Tianlong thought he could break others’ trump cards, these eight people rushed to the four walls. Lin Wushuang still thought they were coming to attack her, so she quickly ran the Heart Method, preparing to unleash a Fiery Flame Telekinesis Wave.

But the next moment, she saw the eight leap up, strike the cave wall with great effort, and then grab something black and unrecognizable. Only after landing did Chen Tianlong see clearly that it was a shield.

"Damn, they even have this." Chen Tianlong was truly speechless; although his Soul-Stealing Three Needles were powerful, they couldn’t penetrate their steel shields.

At this moment, Chen Tianlong felt like hitting someone, but had no way to do it.

Seeing the people slowly surrounding him, Chen Tianlong suddenly recalled the Heaven and Earth Kick from before. If he could kick away these shields, then use the Soul-Stealing Three Needles.

Thinking of this, Chen Tianlong regained his confidence.

At this point, he was quickly performing the twelfth style of the Twelve Leg Kicks, the Heaven and Earth Kick.

Boom!

Just as the eight closed in, Chen Tianlong suddenly unleashed his move. Evidently, the eight Golden Arhats were sent flying, and their shields scattered everywhere.

Chen Tianlong knew the timing was right, his left and right hands went to work without delay, directly throwing out, using the Soul-Stealing Three Needles with both hands for the first time.

Undoubtedly, the needles hit their targets, and the Iron Cloth Shirt was broken.

And taking advantage of the situation, Chen Tianlong used the Flying Shoes, instantly weaving among the eight, repeatedly unleashing the sixth style of the Flaming Dragon-Subduing Fist, forcing the eight Golden Arhats to retreat.

Just as they thought Chen Tianlong’s attack had ended, Chen Tianlong leaped into the air and activated the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Root.

Swish, swish, swish.....

Accompanied by a sound of slicing, the eight Golden Arhats knelt on the ground, finally defeated.

After Chen Tianlong landed, he took advantage to advance, thinking to use the second style of the Wildfire Fist to kill them. At this moment, suddenly a door opened on the wall, and a white phantom flashed by.

Chen Tianlong hurriedly changed the direction of his fist, striking at the person attacking from behind.

Boom!

A muffled sound, Chen Tianlong retreated two steps, but that person didn’t move at all.

This was clearly the gap in Powerful Qi!

"Master Void!" Seeing the newcomer, Chen Tianlong was deeply shocked, as he had crossed paths with Master Void in his dreams, prompting him to clasp his fists respectfully and say, "I did not know it was Master, my apologies for any offense."

"Ah, it’s fine, come with me." Master Void did not say more. In the third checkpoint, he had already known what Chen Tianlong intended to do, having been tasked by Wu Mengting to set this dream. Of course, he knew what had happened.

This time, Wu Mengting intended to face Chen Tianlong; Master Void said that the Demonic Qi couldn’t be expunged quickly, requiring a certain opportunity. Wu Mengting knew what Master Void said was just to comfort her, and as to when it could be expelled, truly there was no specific time.

Thus, Wu Mengting lost hope, but in the end, she still couldn’t let go of Chen Tianlong, wanting to see him one last time.

Seeing that the master allowed him to enter so smoothly, Chen Tianlong couldn’t feel fully happy, as he sensed something was wrong. He thought to himself, wondering if something had happened to Wu Mengting.

As he thought of this, Chen Tianlong felt his heart sink, indescribably distressed.

Lin Wushuang saw Chen Tianlong’s expression and felt inexplicable heartache. However, the matter of Wu Mengting had to be faced sooner or later, regardless of the outcome, they should handle it calmly.

Lin Wushuang tightly held Chen Tianlong’s hand, as if giving him silent love.

The two followed closely behind Master Void, slowly walking over, and there on a marble bed laid a woman with entirely black skin, looking from a distance like a black-skinned woman from Africa.

And this blackness was not a normal kind of black but an indescribable kind, making one unwilling to take a second look after just one glance.

Chen Tianlong widened his eyes, truly unexpected, the woman on the bed was the Wu Mengting he had seen not long ago, completely changed, with a haggard face, the skin color drastically altered, and the body trembling slightly.

Chen Tianlong suppressed the pain in his heart, not knowing why, even seeing such an ugly figure before him, he still wanted to embrace her, simply because she was Wu Mengting.