Zhou Ping rode on the Liger, watching the group of people appearing in front of him.
There are monks, Taoist priests, and a group of people dressed in various colors.
"Amitabha," when the old monk saw Zhou Ping, he whispered the Buddha's name.
"Who are you?" Zhou Ping lowered his voice and asked the other person. This group of people was obviously not the people on the Assassin List. Zhou Ping killed so many people on the Assassin List, at a glance it could be seen that the other party did not have the temperament of the members of the Assassin List.
"The poor monk, Xuanzhi, the first disciple of Shaolin Temple. This disciple, as well as the disciples of Shaolin have been waiting for the donor for a long time.”
"Shaolin Temple?" Zhou Ping glanced at the group of monks, and there was a group of Taoist priests on the other side.
"Wudang Mo Yusheng." The Taoist priest on the other side also nodded to Zhou Ping.
"Wudang?" Zhou Ping smiled twice.
"Wu Ya Tie Wu."
"Wu Ya?" Zhou Ping frowned. "How did you find me."
"Amitabha! Haven't asked the name of this hero yet?" Xuan Zhi of Shaolin Temple put his hands together, and instead of answering Zhou Ping's question, he asked Zhou Ping instead.
"Me?" Zhou Ping looked up at the sky and thought for a while.
"You can call me Mr. Shi."
Strictly speaking, what he did could be regarded as illegal. Of course, the martial arts people might not care, but after all, he still had the status of the Zhou family. What's more, there was also a martial arts person here. Zhou Ping still remembered that Wu Ya belonged to the government.
"donor!" Xuan Zhi said.
"donors have even picked up the Assassin List very much, and it has already shaken the martial arts. Now the Assassin List has mobilized people on a large scale, gathered Jiangnan to divide the rudder, and is ready to deal with the donors. How can such a big move be hidden from us?"
"The people on the Assassin List gathered in Jiangnan to divide the rudder on a large scale?" Zhou Ping asked suspiciously.
"Yes! It is precisely because they hastily mobilized a large number of people and left many clues that we discovered their sub-rudder. Otherwise, with the secret of the Assassin List, we really can't find them." Xuan Zhi nodded.
"Then what are you here for?" Zhou Ping asked.
"Amitabha! I don't know about others, but I am from Shaolin Temple to help the benefactor." Xuan Zhi put his hands together and said to Zhou Ping.
"Help me?" Zhou Ping snorted softly.
"When I was the first Xuan Guang of the precepts in Shaolin, I died under the leader of the Assassin List. My precepts and the Assassin List are not the same, and I am here to help the benefactor."
"Only the Commandment Academy is here?" Zhou Ping instantly discovered the key part of the other party's words.
"Amitabha Buddha, this behavior is an unauthorized action by our precepts and has nothing to do with Shaolin Temple," Xuan Zhi said the Buddha's name and whispered.
"Really irrelevant? Was it a spontaneous action by the Commandment Institute itself for revenge? Or was it a forward deliberately sent by Shaolin Temple?" Zhou Ping had several thoughts, and then instantly blurted it out.
"It doesn't matter what ideas he makes in Shaolin Temple, it has nothing to do with me. My identity as Mr. Shi is fake, regardless of what he does.
"Then what are you doing in Wudang?" Zhou Ping looked at Mo Yusheng.
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"The Assassin List has always been the worst of martial arts. Now that Mr. Shi is dealing with the Assassin List, my Wudang faction is willing to help." Mo Yusheng gave Zhou Ping a fist.
"If it's useful to go to my Wudang school."
After listening to Mo Yusheng, Zhou Ping had a good impression of the Wudang faction in his heart.
Unlike the Shaolin Temple, things were covered up and not crisp. As soon as the Wudang faction came up, they said that we wanted to deal with the Assassin List and were willing to contribute money and efforts. He contrasted the two and made a judgment.
"Then Wu Ya?" Zhou Ping looked at Tie Wu again.
"Wu Ya does not interfere in the martial arts disputes. I just came to remind Mr. Shi. I hope that Mr. Shi will not hurt the innocent," Tie Wu said lightly.
"It's Mr. Shi's mount that makes people afraid." After speaking, Tie Wu's gaze fell on the Liger.
Zhou Ping immediately "cocked" in his heart. "Worse, I only care about the speed of the Liger. Did they forget that I subdued the Liger, but it was on a national broadcast. If my identity is exposed… it seems nothing? I am a grandson of the Zhou family, what can they do with me?" Zhou Ping changed his mind, then heaved a sigh of relief.
"Unexpectedly, apart from the Zhou family, there are people who tamed a Liger. If it weren’t for the Zhou family’s riding a Liger in Yanping, I would have thought you belonged to the Zhou family. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, all kinds of strange people are countless," Tie Wu shook his head and said.
"Young Master Zhou is riding a Liger in Yanping?" Zhou Ping's heart moved, knowing that his grandfather was covering for him.
"You are here to talk about these things?" Zhou Ping changed the subject and stopped struggling with his identity.
"We have received news that a large number of strong people have gathered in the Assassin List, and they have set up a net in the south of the Yangtze River to wait for Mr. Shi to step into the trap. I am afraid that Mr. Shi will fall into the trap, so I came here to tell you." Mo Yusheng looked at Zhou Ping solemnly.
"…good hand?" Zhou Ping sneered with disdain.
"Mr. Shi should not underestimate them. As far as I know, the people who participated this time include the famous ‘Blood Hand Ning Qi, Dead Wusheng, Fang Wusheng… and so on. Mr. Shi can pick up again. The number of Assassins on the list is very rudder, which is naturally high-powered martial artists. But this time, the opponent has gathered almost all the remaining power of the rudder. After all, Mr. Shi is alone. The so-called double fist cannot beat four hands…"
"Wait…" Zhou Ping interrupted Mo Yusheng with a wave. "You said that they gathered all the remaining people in the sub-rudder?"
"Exactly!" Mo Yusheng replied.
"Hahaha, this is just right, I will run around again for the rest. This Assassin List should have done this a long time ago." Zhou Ping was not surprised and rejoiced.
Mo Yusheng and others looked speechless. "Mr. Shi, don't underestimate the enemy…"
"Okay, okay, they’re just a bunch of chicken dogs." Zhou Ping waved his hand impatiently.
"I know you are kind, but no matter how many people there are on the other side, it's no use. Okay, if there is nothing else, I will leave." After Zhou Ping finished speaking, he clamped the Liger with his legs and left with a "swish…".
It wasn't that Zhou Ping deliberately wanted to neglect them so much, it was just that Zhou Ping had enough confidence in his own strength. Secondly, Zhou Ping did not want to have too much contact with them. His identity was fake, and he didn't mix in martial arts.
"Do you think this Mr. Shi can deal with the Assassin List?" Tie Wu suddenly asked, looking at the disappearing Zhou Ping.
"Difficult to say… not to mention how many good players gathered in the Jiangnan sub-rudder, just the leader behind the Assassin List is a big problem." Xuan Zhi sighed.
"At the beginning, my senior brother Xuanguang died under the leader of the Assassin List. He couldn't even resist three moves and was killed. The martial arts of the leader of the Assassin List is unfathomable."