The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS

What you call evidence, it only counts as evidence if people believe it; otherwise, it's no different from trash.

What Qing Yu needed to do was to turn the evidence in Zhang Yuanchu's hands into trash.

If Qing Yu were a nameless soldier, even just the Director of the Northern Zhou's Qintian Observatory, people would believe Zhang Yuanchu's words and identify Qing Yu as Gong Ziyu.

But now Qing Yu is the Sect Leader of the Zhenwu Sect, on par with Zhang Yuanchu as a Divinity Realm warrior. With equal status and strength, even slightly higher status, Zhang Yuanchu can't directly pin the label of Gong Ziyu on Qing Yu's head.

Using something written by Qing Yu's enemies to testify against him is as ridiculous and absurd as using a sword from the previous dynasty to execute an official of the current dynasty.

"Heh heh," Yun Zheng suddenly chuckled lowly, "Typical conduct of the Dragon Tiger Mountain; using the Six Gates' dossiers to accuse the Zhenwu Sect Leader, are you eyeing the 'Taixu Wuji Scripture' of the Zhenwu Sect?"

The sarcastic words reminded everyone of the previous conflict between Yun Zheng and Zhang Yuanchu at the foot of the mountain.

The reputation of the Dragon Tiger Mountain, or rather Zhang Yuanchu's own reputation, had begun to decline when they craftily stole the Absolute Skills of the Chunyang Palace.

Though no one would dare say they have no interest in the 'Pure Yang True Understanding' and the 'Heavenly Escape Sword Technique', if someone actually did such a thing, they would still be feared and criticized from the moral high ground.

Humans, truly are such contradictory creatures.

"Young Heavenly Master," Qing Yu said lightly, "If you have no other evidence, you should refrain from maliciously vilifying this poor Daoist. Previously, your Dragon Tiger Mountain sought to hold a Debating Conference to push Luo Fu Palace out due to its decline, and then you made a crafty takeover of the Chunyang Palace.

Now, you present a dossier to indict the new Sect Leader of Zhenwu Sect. Since when did Dragon Tiger Mountain become the ruler of the Taoist Sect? Or are you Dragon Tiger Mountain planning to dominate the Taoist Sect alone?"

His words were plain but each hit the heart. Under the glory of Heavenly Master Zhang, the Dragon Tiger Mountain stood at the top of the Taoist Sect for too long, so much so that Zhang Yuanchu almost thought there was no other Taoist Sect but Dragon Tiger Mountain and the Supreme Taoist Sect.

From holding the Debating Conference to now accusing Qing Yu, Zhang Yuanchu's actions were not wrong; if he succeeded, it would indeed allow Dragon Tiger Mountain to ascend step by step, eventually surpassing the Supreme Taoist Sect.

But such an outcome was based on success. The fact is Zhang Yuanchu did not succeed; instead, he depleted the credibility of Dragon Tiger Mountain, leading to Qing Yu almost directly pointing at his nose, accusing him of plotting mischief.

"Do you have nothing more to say, Young Heavenly Master," Qing Yu slightly tightened his left hand on the Zhenwu Sword, "Since you have nothing more to say, this poor Daoist does have something to say."

"Disrupting the succession ceremony, maliciously slandering this poor Daoist, Young Heavenly Master, you must give this poor Daoist an explanation, give an explanation to the Zhenwu Sect."

A momentum as deep as the sea burst forth, inside the hall, everyone felt as if they were in the deep sea, surrounded by pressure as solid as reality, crushing every inch of the body and mind.

Those with shallower power had begun to feel their consciousness fading.

"Qing Yu, what do you intend?" Zhang Yuanchu's face was ashen as he stirred his True Qi to resist.

In an instant, the hall was filled with Pure Qi flowing around, along with the interplay of Yin and Yang, the Tai Chi Diagram and Dragon Tiger appearing, confronting each other.

"Master Qingyu," the aged Taoist Zhang Jinggen stepped forward, "This time, the Young Heavenly Master was temporarily inattentive, deceived by false words. This matter, it's Dragon Tiger Mountain's fault, but this is ultimately a misunderstanding. Both of our parties are pillars of the Taoist Sect, why harm harmony over a misunderstanding."

This old Taoist had remained silent earlier, letting Zhang Yuanchu act, but now since proving Qing Yu as Gong Ziyu was impossible, stopping losses in time was the only option.

"So today the Young Heavenly Master can leave my Zhenwu Sect alive…"

Qing Yu raised a hand to stop Xuanzhen and Tong Hua who were about to take action, saying, "Clearing up the misunderstanding, that's a good thing. But the Young Heavenly Master's slander against my Zhenwu Sect is also a fact. Therefore, this poor Daoist needs an explanation."

"This poor Daoist will not take advantage of the Young Heavenly Master. Three moves," Qing Yu raised three fingers, "You may attack this poor Daoist for three moves first, then take three moves from this poor Daoist. After three moves, grudges will be cleared, and this matter will not be pursued further, how about it?"

"How magnanimous of the Master!"

Shi Jue suddenly spoke, "Three moves of attack and defense can be regarded as a friendly exchange between the two, solving the problem without harming the harmony among us righteous sects. It's better to resolve enmity than to perpetuate it, the Great Zen Temple is willing to serve as a third-party witness to see the resolution of grudges."

The young monk, with a look of compassion, seemed extremely approving of resolving conflicts. But his words pushed Zhang Yuanchu to the edge of a cliff.

The three-move agreement, seemingly advantageous to Zhang Yuanchu to dissolve enmity, but both parties knew and the world would only praise Qing Yu's magnanimity, not forgetting Zhang Yuanchu's transgression.

Moreover, allowing Zhang Yuanchu to strike first for three moves, winning or losing would both put him in a difficult position. Winning would mean he took the advantage by attacking first; losing would be even more disgraceful.

If he lost, Qing Yu would build his fame atop Zhang Yuanchu, letting the world see the prowess of this new Zhenwu Sect Leader.

Utter ruin and disgrace, undeniable utter ruin. Qing Yu's intent was to completely trample Zhang Yuanchu into the ground.

"Fine, it's a deal." Zhang Yuanchu agreed decisively.

He would definitely agree, as he must agree. Fleeing without a fight would not fare much better than losing to Qing Yu, and might even affect Dragon Tiger Mountain's reputation.

Thus, Zhang Yuanchu complied with Qing Yu's wishes.

'Three moves, within three moves, I must severely wound Qing Yu, or even, kill him!' A flash of killing intent appeared in Zhang Yuanchu's eyes.

This opportunity given by Qing Yu, Zhang Yuanchu had to seize. This young True Martial Sect Leader is too much a threat, be it martial arts or wits. If allowed to rise, Dragon Tiger Mountain might face great danger in the future.

Kill Qing Yu, at worst severely wound him. Even at the cost of a life. Zhang Yuanchu was prepared for this.

"Very well then," Qing Yu smiled, "let us try it right here. You and I won't move from our spots, restraining True Qi to prevent shockwaves from spreading, attack and defend for three moves."

The two took a few steps, arriving at a large open space in the center of the Taiji Palace.

Previously, the shockwaves from their exchanges had driven the people back, now it came in handy.

This three-move resolution of grudges appears to resolve yet further exacerbates the conflict between the two parties, a threshold of sharp conflict. Shi Jue couldn't help but smile subtly at the corner of his mouth.

'Heh, little bald monk, there's a good show for you to watch.' Qing Yu's sharp eyes caught this subtle smile and thought internally.

The rift between Dragon Tiger Mountain and the Zhenwu Sect naturally benefited the Buddhist sect immensely. This little bald monk Shi Jue, jumping out before, was precisely to ensure the conflict intensified.

But, if you want to watch tigers fight from the mountain, you must be able to sit firmly.