ROMHS Chap 151 - 350

CHAPTER 270:Should I Show You What Real Trouble Looks Like? (5)

A spacious hall.

A large number of people were arrayed around the topmost seat at the table. A serious atmosphere prevailed over the space.

The Abbot of Shaolin looked around at everyone and said,

“Thank you all for accepting my invitation and competing here. You must have worked very hard to come this far.”

The abbot clasped his hands and bowed his head.

Each sect leader greeted the Abbot of Shaolin and smiled,

“How can we not come when the Shaolin Sect has called us? Shouldn’t we thank you for inviting us?”

The abbot spoke with a serious face,

“The reason for holding this Worldly Martial Arts Competition here is that gatherings and meetings of sects have become scarce over the years. The wounds left by the Demonic Sect were too much, and it has taken a long time for our wounds to heal.”

When the name of the Demonic Sect was brought up, everyone became silent. Which sect that had gathered here hadn’t suffered in their hands?

“A century has passed now, and we have been able to fully recover our strength. Unfortunately, it is true that various problems are occurring partially due to that.”

At those words, a few sect leaders coughed.

When water was filled to the rim, it was bound to flow over.

In recent years, it was more common for the sects who had recovered their former power to collide with other surrounding sects. Now that they had accumulated strength, they had aimed for domination over other sects.

It was no secret, and everyone knew, but if it continued it could lead to massive problems someday.

“So, through this competition, I hope that each sect can meet and build a good relationship with one another. The responsibility of those gathered here is not small.”

It was a soft tone that didn’t show authority.

“Of course, Abbot.”

But that only served to reinforce the hidden authoritative meaning. The warm and gentle air continued, and a man who had been quiet till then spoke up,

“I would like to ask the Abbot something.”

Everyone looked at that man. A red face and a long black beard.

It was a man who depicted power, and he was the sect leader of the Wudang sect, Heo Do Jinin

“If the Wudang sect leader has something to ask, then he should.”

“Ask I shall.”

Heo Do Jinin looked around.

As two of the strongest sects were looking at each other, the air around them turned heavy.

“It is really good to have so many sects summoned. First of all, I thank you for doing something I wouldn’t have dared to think of.”

“How can we expect the sect leader of Wudang to do that? This monk understands…”

“I will not be thankful for those words. But…”

His eyes looked focused as he stared.

“I don’t think the Abbot started this competition just to organize a meeting. Maybe the reason for gathering so many of the named sects in the world in one place was for a different reason…”

The Abbot smiled, and he saw that the man hadn’t finished his words,

“Really, the heart of the Wudang sect leader is too deep. I cannot dare go against you, Amitabha Buddha.”