In the original plot, ng Qi, who had just completed his Foundation Establishnt, naturally had no combat power. He could only be a burden. However, now he has completely transford. Although his Martial Dao Realm is only at the "Qi Accumulation" Realm, his strength is terrifyingly powerful.
Having Cultivated the chat group's revised "Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength" and obtaining nurous resources from the chat group, his physical fitness has reached an incredibly formidable level! Even before gaining his spiritual perception, he could see places that Zhang Yuanshan and others, who had opened their Eye Apertures, could not.
ng Qi estimated that he had at least the combat power of a Half-Step Exterior. It's just that his actual Realm looks relatively low.
ng Qi casually picked up a sword from a black-clothed man's hand; being an elegant swordsman had always been his dream. In the future Shi Jian showed him, he was forced by circumstances to Cultivate the Iron Shirt and then practiced blade techniques. He went further and further down the path of a brute...
Now, he could try to be that elegant swordsman.
"Change to a saber. Swords are hard to learn, sabers are easy to use. For you, using a saber is at least twice as effective as using a sword!" Jiang Zhiwei reminded him after she saw him pick up the sword. For beginners, using a saber is simpler than using a sword.
Upon hearing these words, ng Qi smirked wickedly. If he didn't have the chat group and was still a rookie, he would definitely throw away the longsword and switch to a long saber! But... the ng Qi standing before you now is no longer that greenhorn.
Instead, he is: "Chat Group Owner," "Heir to the Three Pure Ones," "Fellow Countryman of Emperor Yan Xiao Yan," "Group mber of Saint King Yang Qi," "Close Friend of Fang Han from Gate of Eternal Life," "Fellow Countryman of Shi Jian," "Holder of the Life Script," "Determined to Exploit Heaven, Earth, and Group mbers," and the future "Elegant Sword God ng Qi!!!" To hell with Mang Jin Gang!
He casually twirled the sword, and a sharp Sword Qi instantly surged out!
"Puchi, puchi!"
Several sounds of blades piercing flesh rang out. A few black-clothed n fell before ng Qi. Zhang Yuanshan's people around him were completely stunned... What's going on with this little monk? How could his strength be so terrifying? Isn't this guy just a handyman monk from Shaolin Temple?
Feeling the astonished gazes of the crowd, ng Qi calmly exhaled. But in his heart, he was ecstatic. In his original life script, he could only rely on others, cautiously seeking survival in instances! But now, he charges directly. This is called satisfaction.
However, his good mood was quickly broken.
"Fang Han, Yang Qi... Weren't you asking last ti what showing off ans? This is showing off!" Xiao Yan sent a bullet screen ssage.
"The Dragon King's wicked smirk is indeed extraordinary. I've already taken a screenshot!" This was a bullet screen ssage from Shi Jian. Then he sent the screenshot of ng Qi's wicked smirk into the group.
ng Qi opened the chat group and looked at the photo inside, instantly feeling terrible. The other people in the group also looked at the photo of ng Qi's wicked smirk. They just felt that the photo had a strange feeling. The angle of the shot was actually quite good and handso... But it just felt a bit punchable. And the surroundings felt sowhat inexplicably familiar.
"Oh no, I seem to smile like that normally too..." Fang Han, Yang Qi, Lin Dong, and others were all shocked.
"Your strength doesn't seem like that of a Shaolin Temple handyman monk..." Qing Jing looked at ng Qi, then said with a suspicious expression. He always felt that this was Shaolin Temple's doing.
"You're allowed to join a Great Sect, but I'm not allowed to have so opportunity?" ng Qi calmly glanced at him, then spoke. The atmosphere between the two was sowhat confrontational.
"Alright, alright, Junior Brother Zhen Ding's strong power is a good thing for us, after all, we're on the sa boat now..." Zhang Yuanshan quickly ca out to smooth things over.
Soon, all the black-clothed people were cleanly eliminated by everyone. ng Qi also conveniently saved Yan Wujiang. Then the group split into two paths as previously agreed, striking from both sides!
ng Qi, Qisha, Jiang Zhiwei, and others quickly arrived at the secret chamber where one of the Four Great Heroes was imprisoned. Qisha observed the stone door and then used chanisms to open the door to the secret chamber.
"Which friend has co to my rescue?" Inside the secret chamber, a middle-aged man in plain clothes looked surprised. "My na is Cheng Yong. Thank you, young lady, for saving . May I ask which Sect you are from?" The man asked.
"Hero Chen, we juniors are from a hidden Sect. We were invited by Ma Daxia to assist you in eliminating demons and defending the Dao!" Jiang Zhiwei casually concocted a lie.
"So that's how it is..." Cheng Yong nodded slightly, then walked towards the group. "May I ask for the young lady's na?"
"Junior Jiang Zhiwei!" Jiang Zhiwei said while observing Cheng Yong. She rembered what ng Qi had said about the Soul-Snatching Pill.
"Indeed, heroes erge in youth. Let's quickly set off to rescue the others. And this is?" Cheng Yong asked about ng Qi's identity as he walked out.
"His monastic na is Zhen Ding!" Jiang Zhiwei replied, half-turning.
The next instant, Cheng Yong suddenly attacked. His left hand moved like a fish in water, agile and swift, striking like lightning towards Jiang Zhiwei's lower abdon.
The mont he made his move, ng Qi also acted. The exquisite longsword in his hand stabbed forward like lightning, like a spiritual snake flicking its tongue, piercing Cheng Yong's throat in the blink of an eye. Then he withdrew his sword. The speed was incredibly fast.
After Cheng Yong's throat was pierced, he didn't even have ti to react. His left palm still struck forward.
Jiang Zhiwei had already been on guard, so she exerted force with her feet and quickly retreated backward. She was about to draw her longsword when she was startled to find a bloodstain already on Cheng Yong's neck.
ng Qi, beside her, had already sheathed his sword and stood tall. He had the deanor of a master.
"When did he draw his sword?" Jiang Zhiwei was inexplicably horrified. ng Qi's drawing and sheathing of the sword were fluid and seamless. Too fast. Not only did Cheng Yong not react, but she didn't either. Doesn't this an that if ng Qi wanted to kill her, she wouldn't be able to react either?
ng Qi's expression was calm, still maintaining the deanor of a master. In the original plot, Jiang Zhiwei saved him. But now, he saved Jiang Zhiwei.
However, his master's expression only lasted for a mont before it collapsed. The people in the group sent bullet screen ssages again.
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