“Oh my god…”
The sect leaders on the podium were all shocked.
“Wasn’t that the Divine Fist?”
“He didn’t look that old, but he managed to do that. In terms of power, it looked quite strong too. Hahaha.”
“Abbot, how did you manage to hide such a person?”
The abbot smiled at Heo Do Jinin’s words.
“I didn’t mean to deceive anyone by hiding this kid, he is the shy type and didn’t want to show his skills till now,” simply stated the Abbot.
“Isn’t it weird that you are making this fuss instead of me?”
“Right, but…”
Heo Do Jinin looked at the novice monk in surprise. The guy who left the sparring circle had bowed to the crowd.
“Isn’t he a Hae disciple?”
“Yes, that is correct. He is the youngest of the haeja disciples.”
“If he is a hae disciple, doesn’t that make him a first-class disciple? A first-class disciple….”
“He is younger than the second-class disciples in age.”
“… ah.”
The Abbot smiled,
“Although the disciples’ classes are quite tangled up, it was difficult not to let a child who barely passed the conditions to join the ranks of the first class disciples not participate… if there is anything troubling you about this, I apologize.”
“No. Any child who passed the terms for the competition is eligible to compete. That isn’t a crime.”
Heo Do Jinin quickly stopped any complaints which might come.
‘I need to watch that guy more.’
This competition wasn’t over yet.
It was important to win in this competition to spread the fame of oneself and their sect, but it was also important to identify the talents being nurtured by other sects.
Would anyone miss the chance to observe such a monster because of such trivial matters?
“This is amazing. At his age, to be this good.”
“Um. We cannot help but admire it.”
Groans and exclamations flowed out.
Yet this wasn’t a fake response. What the young novice monk had shown was really something they all admired.
Hundred Steps Divine Fist.
A combat technique from Shaolin.
If the Arahant fist was the basis of Shaolin, then this could be called the best and purified version of Shaolin’s martial arts. It was said that it was a martial art that Shaolin was so proud of that they described it as being equal to the Seventy-Two Ascending Fine Arts.
Shaolin’s martial arts were literally something that took time to learn, but in the end, they would turn out perfect.
It was known that their monks took years of training to understand their complex and mysterious martial arts.
But at this age, this child was already performing something amazing.
‘And at this level.’
Heo Do Jinin’s eyes narrowed. He thought that Shaolin had a hidden card, and it looked like they had hidden it for quite a long time.
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ROMHS Chap 151 - 350
ActionThe 13th disciple of the Mount Hua Sect, one of the greatest third generation swordsmen, the Plum Blossom Sword Saint: Chung Myung. After defeating the Heavenly Demon and ending his reign of chaos, Chung Myung breathed his last on the summit of the...
