Martial Arts: The Gunslinger

"Don't do this, don't do this……"

Ji Xiaofu was in a very awkward situation. She couldn't bear it.

The five elders of Kongtong were all kneeling at her feet. She was only a girl of 18 or 19 years old. Moreover, they had saved her father. She really couldn't bear it.

""Sir, how about this? Mingzong has just been established and is in need of people. The five elders of Kongtong are highly skilled in martial arts. It would be a good opportunity to have them join Mingzong. Wouldn't that kill two birds with one stone?" Ji Xiaofu said in a hurry.

"What you said makes sense."

Su Ming nodded and suppressed the murderous intent in his eyes.

Ming Zong is just empty talk now, and he urgently needs martial arts masters to join. The five elders of Kongtong are the leaders of a sect. Whether in terms of knowledge or martial arts, they are the best candidates. However, are the five elders of Kongtong willing to join?

"Since Xiaofu is begging for you, then Su will show you a way out. Either surrender or die. It's up to you."

Su Ming said coldly to the five elders, holding the rainbow spear.

Either surrender! Or die!

Surrender, of course, means joining Ming���, become a member of Mingzong, and be at Su Ming's disposal in the future, be at his beck and call, and fight wherever he is directed, without the slightest disloyalty

"Let's discuss it……"

Guan Neng hesitated slightly and looked at the other four elders.

The other four elders were surprisingly unanimous and nodded to Guan Neng repeatedly, obviously willing to submit to Su Ming. Life is only once, and if you can survive, no one will choose to die.

""Young Master Su, the five of us brothers are willing to submit to you!"

Guan Neng hesitated for a moment and gave a direct answer.

Guan Neng was the head of the Kongtong Sect. Since he chose to submit, the other four, needless to say, also chose to submit to Su Ming and join the Ming Sect.

"Very good!"

Su Ming smiled with satisfaction and warned:"From today on, the five of you are members of Mingzong. Without my order, you are not allowed to mention Mingzong to outsiders, not even your wives and children. Do you understand?" The

Mingzong he wanted to build was not an ordinary sect.

Mingzong had to be extremely mysterious and powerful, with influence all over the world.

"Yes, Young Master Su!"

Guan Neng and others agreed.

"Hmm? Young Master Su?"Su Ming's face darkened, and he corrected himself:"You should call me Sect Master!"

From the moment Ming Sect was established, Su Ming's identity had changed. He was no longer Young Master Su, nor was he Gun God Su Ming, but the Sect Master of Ming Sect.

"Yes, Master!"

Guan Neng and the others all knelt down.

They knew very well how terrifying Su Ming's spear skills were. Since they had joined the Ming Sect tonight, they would never choose to betray him, nor would they dare to betray him.

"This is an ancient copy of the Seven Injury Fist. Now it should be returned to its original owner."Su Ming took out the ancient copy of the Seven Injury Fist and handed it to Guan Neng in person.

The Five Elders of Kongtong have already joined Mingzong, so they are Su Ming's subordinates. Su Ming naturally treats his subordinates better, so that they are willing to work hard for him.

"Thank you, Sect Master!" Guan

Neng was overjoyed to get the ancient manuscript back in person.

The Seven Injury Fist is the unique skill of the Kongtong Sect. The ancient manuscript was written by the founder of the Kongtong Sect. To others, it is just a fist manual, but to the five elders of Kongtong, this thing is more precious than their lives.

"Thank you, Master!"

The other four elders were also delighted, thinking that joining Ming Sect was the right decision. Although Su Ming was overbearing, he treated his own people quite well.

"Okay, I'll let you know if anything happens, you can go now."

Su Ming put away the rainbow spear and waved his hand to dismiss them.

""Yes, Master!"

The five elders of Kongtong bowed at the same time, their faces respectful, and turned to leave carefully.

However, just as they took a step, a voice came from behind them.

"Stop!"

Su Ming seemed to remember something and called out to the Five Elders of Kongtong.

""Master."

The five elders of Kongtong were startled and looked at Su Ming in fear. Would Su Ming change his mind? Did he not believe in their sincerity? Did he want to kill them to silence them? Or did he want them to do something? Their hearts were in their throats.

"I want to remind you that the Seven Injury Fist is indeed very powerful, but your internal strength is not strong enough. If you continue to practice it, it will only aggravate the injuries to your internal organs. Remember?" Su Ming warned. The

Seven Injury Fist hurts yourself first, then hurts others!

Every deeper level of boxing, the more damage you will do to yourself.

The five elders of Kongtong did not have strong internal strength to support them. If they continued to practice, they would die suddenly without anyone killing them.

""Master, we will remember this."

Guan Neng nodded. The other four elders were the same.

They were not fools. Su Ming was clearly concerned about them. Su Ming was a great master in martial arts. Su Ming's words were absolutely reasonable. They dared not disobey him.

""Okay, let's go."

Su Ming nodded and waved his hand.

The five elders of Kongtong were the first batch of members of Mingzong. As the leader of Mingzong, Su Ming did not want the first batch of members to die suddenly while practicing martial arts, so he would definitely remind them if he could.

After the five elders of Kongtong left, Ji Xiaofu smiled and said:

"Young Master, congratulations! The Ming Clan has just been established and you have already gained five such good subordinates."

Those are the Five Elders of Kongtong. If they stamp their feet in the martial arts world, the whole martial arts world will tremble.

"Hmm? Five? Should it be six?"

Su Ming smiled and looked at Ji Xiaofu.

Mingzong had just been established. If you count the five elders of Kongtong and Ji Xiaofu, there are exactly six people. If you count Su Ming himself, that's seven people.

""Sir, my swordsmanship is average. If I join Mingzong, will I be a burden to you?"

Ji Xiaofu was a little unconfident and vowed to practice hard from today on to improve her swordsmanship as soon as possible and never let Su Ming down.

"No." Su Ming shook his head and smiled slightly:"Xiao Fu, in fact, you have a high talent for swordsmanship, but you just haven't discovered it."

"Really?"Ji Xiaofu couldn't believe it.

"Really." Su Ming nodded seriously.

Remembering that the White-browed Eagle King was still waiting, Su Ming did not say anything else. He took Ji Xiaofu away from the beach and, under the guidance of the Sky Eagle Sect disciples, Su Ming came to a closed-door room.

At the door of the closed-door room, Yin Susu saw Su Ming and immediately walked over and said:

"Su Ming, you are finally here. My father has been waiting for you for a long time."

"I was delayed by something just now."

Su Ming smiled faintly and explained casually.

Yin Susu said nothing else, pulled Su Ming into the secret room, and took him to see his father in person. Ji Xiaofu stood at the door of the secret room, waiting silently.

Inside the secret room, the light was dim.

"Hmm? Is this old man the White-browed Eagle King?"

Su Ming, under the guidance of Yin Susu, walked down the steps at the door. He saw a stone platform in the dark ahead. On the platform was a cushion. A white-haired old man was sitting on the cushion with a kind smile on his face, looking at him and Yin Susu.

Next to the white-haired old man stood a young man, who was Yin Yewang.

"Su Ming, this is my dad." Yin Susu walked to the front of the stone platform and introduced:"Dad, this is Su Ming. Thanks to him this time"

"Su Ming, meet Senior Yin."

Su Ming clasped his fists slightly and said to the White Eyebrow Eagle King.

Looking at the White Eyebrow Eagle King up close, he was indeed as his name suggested. He had long snow-white hair, a pair of snow-white eyebrows, an aquiline nose, and eyes as bright as an eagle.

Anyone who saw such an old man would think of one word: old but still strong.