Lin Jingzhu turned around upon hearing the voice and saw a tall figure emerge from the crowd.
The black brocade robe had subtle silver thread cloud patterns embroidered on it, with an ink jade belt around the waist, the face was incomparably handsome, eyebrows slanting into the temples, exuding a cold and aloof arrogance.
"Mr. Chen?"
Upon seeing Chen Mo, Lin Jingzhu couldn’t help but smile, softening his voice, "What brings you here?"
"Just came out of the Heavenly Martial Arena, happened to pass by, heard the commotion and decided to check it out."
Chen Mo glanced at the burly gray-robed monk in front of him, slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "Is this bald donkey causing trouble?"
"He fought with someone in the street, causing them to have a fractured right arm, not lightly injured, and has been sent to the medical center," Lin Jingzhu replied.
"Amitabha, this poor monk said it was just a sparring session, I didn’t fight back at all, the person injured was hurt by their own force rebounding, it truly can’t be blamed on this poor monk," said the gray-robed monk leisurely.
Lin Jingzhu sneered, "I saw everything that happened. If you hadn’t provoked him, saying his martial arts were lacking and entering the martial arts examination was suicide, would there have been conflict?"
"Inciting him to attack, then wounding him severely, causing him to miss the martial arts examination selection... you look honest, but your intentions are quite sinister!"
The gray-robed monk’s expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "Monks do not speak falsehoods, if martial arts are lacking, then they are lacking. I made him aware of his abilities, better than being killed in the arena, isn’t this saving him?"
Lin Jingzhu frowned and said, "Do you mean he should be thanking you?"
"That’s not necessary."
The gray-robed monk clasped his hands together, "We who wear the monk’s robe, protected by the Three Treasures, should harbor compassion and do compassionate deeds. Seeking repayment through rescue loses the true intent of cultivation."
"..."
Seeing his shameless demeanor, Lin Jingzhu almost laughed out of anger.
No matter how the martial arts examination ends, even if one dies in the arena, it’s their own choice, what right does anyone have to interfere?
This monk still acts under the guise of compassion, it’s too presumptuous!
"The Wuwan Temple’s profound Dharma, Immovable Dharma Body invulnerable to blades and swords, now seems it’s all in the face." Chen Mo said with a cold smile.
"Puh~"
A low laugh came from the crowd.
The gray-robed monk heard his insult to Wuwan Temple, and his face instantly darkened, gripping the Buddha Beads tightly, he said coolly, "Watch your words!"
Chen Mo shook his head, saying, "Already angry? You possess the three poisons of greed, anger, and obsession, seems your Dharma cultivation is still lacking."
"Since you have doubts about this poor monk’s cultivation, why not test it with your own hand?"
The gray-robed monk squinted slightly and said, "Same rules as before, if you can make this poor monk step outside this circle, feel free to let the Lords handle it."
"You seem very confident?"
Chen Mo rolled up his right sleeve, a smile playing at his lips.
Having just absorbed the power of six Leopard Bloodfire Elixirs, the energy in his body had nowhere to be released, and fortunate for him, a human punching bag arrived!
"I won’t bully you, if you can withstand this punch, today’s matter will be settled, and the government office won’t pursue it further."
"Good."



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