American Comics: BOSS Invasion

The monk charged around above, his angry roars like thunder, attracting a large crowd of onlookers.

"Say, brother, what's going on? How did they suddenly start fighting?"

"Heh, asking such a question, it seems this brother is also a first-timer in Tianxia City!"

"Isn't this Laiwu?"

"It used to be called Laiwu, but ever since the Red Turbans took control here and built Tianxia Manor, everyone privately calls it Tianxia City. Tianxia City is open for business; as long as you have money, you can buy anything here. No matter what you want, just give the order, and someone will get it for you.

As long as you have money, you're the boss here; if you don't have money, you're worse than a grandson.

Did you see that? This monk is probably broke, dragged in here blindly. He thinks Tianxia City is like other cities, where he can rely on force to get a free meal.

These outsiders don't know how powerful the Red Turbans are. The Ping'an Pawnshop behind them has recruited so many experts in recent years that they've made Tianxia City as solid as an iron bucket. Just wait and see, someone will come to deal with him soon!"

A loafer said confidently, beckoning to the surrounding people to pay attention to the outcome and see if he was right.

Everyone was curious, watching and discussing the latest happenings in Tianxia City.

If they saw someone causing trouble with martial arts in other places, the onlookers would have run away like startled rabbits. But in Tianxia Manor, everyone loved watching the excitement because the security here was tight, and no one dared to cause trouble easily. Once someone did, it was bound to be a big show.

Eating, drinking, playing, and enjoying women all day long, occasionally seeing a juicy drama, was naturally very enjoyable.

A large number of guards rushed up, but were quickly beaten back down, one by one lying on the ground coughing up blood. Some with minor injuries hurriedly dragged the seriously injured away to a safe distance, while a small number of unlucky ones were directly beaten until their chests caved in, on the verge of death.

The big monk upstairs was very fierce, as if in an uninhabited place. With every move, someone was sent flying, his arrogance rampant and unmatched.

Just then, someone shouted from behind, "The Elder is here! Make way! Make way!"

The crowd parted with the shouts, and a small team of guards quickly ran over, standing on both sides to form an aisle. Behind them, a young man in white robes walked over slowly, his demeanor extraordinary, his pace slow but naturally carrying an aura.

"Good heavens, is that the Elder? The Elder who's been rumored about in Tianxia City? So young!"

"Shh, don't talk nonsense. He's the only external affairs Elder in our Tianxia City, specializing in resolving the messes caused by martial artists. So far, no one has been able to hold out for a day in front of the Elder.

Anyone who offends Tianxia Manor, no matter their background, will mysteriously disappear that very night!"

"Don't make it sound so creepy, okay? It's like listening to a ghost story!"

"The target has finally appeared! It's you, right? The variable that disrupts the storyline of the cycle world! See the monk's method? How direct, simple, and crude! No matter what's hidden, a fight will always reveal some clues.

That bastard scholar is too cautious, always calculating and scheming. What's there to calculate? It's better to be direct like Buddha.

Boy, stand still and let me punch you!"

As he spoke, the big monk pounced, his whole body radiating a golden light, like a golden bell enveloping him.

Gleaming with a faint golden light, a fist the size of a casserole dish smashed directly into Qi Shan's face.

Then, with a muffled thud, Qi Shan didn't move, but the monk was staggered backward by the force of the impact, his previously arrogant face now showing surprise and doubt.

"Good kid! You're tough enough. What kind of technique is this?"

Qi Shan didn't answer, staring at the big monk for a while, a smile creeping onto his lips, and said slowly, "Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Training Golden Bell Shield!"

The big monk was shocked, subconsciously taking a step back, and shouted loudly, "Who are you? It's impossible for anyone in this world to recognize my martial arts!"

"Interesting, this is really too interesting. I thought this world was a bit too monotonous. What's the point of repeated cycle plots?

So that's how it is, you are the key to this world!"

Qi Shan couldn't help but laugh.

He had finally grasped the key to breaking the situation.

"Big monk, who did you learn your martial arts from? Is it Obai?"

The big monk exclaimed, "How do you know? Could it be that you are also..."

"Monk, you talk too much!"

Before the words were finished, Qi Shan felt a gust of wind behind his head. A slender black figure, holding a short sword shimmering with cold light, instantly stabbed Qi Shan in the back of the neck.

Then, a light clang was heard, and the woman gently exclaimed in surprise, followed by spinning around Qi Shan like a whirlwind, wielding the short sword to create a flurry of afterimages.

Dense clanging sounds began to erupt all over Qi Shan's body.

Each sound represented a vital attack on Qi Shan.

The large, dense sounds merged into one, making the surrounding onlookers dizzy and unsteady.

Qi Shan laughed heartily, "Good, good, I was just bored, and you came to my door. Today is indeed a good day, let's all stay!"