I Can Deduce Arts by Slaying Demons

"Boom—"

The five-zhang tall "卐" symbol of the Great Buddha Hand crashed down, shattering the Tiger Split Blade Gang technique executed by the three from the Lu Family.

The violent shockwaves sent the three flying, drawing three blood-red arcs in midair.

"Pfft!" Lu Jinyun, who bore the brunt, spat out a mouthful of blood, his armor shattering at the chest.

Beside him, Lu Jinhua’s saber broke into three pieces, his tiger’s mouth splitting open.

The most unfortunate was Lu Jinwu, who fell to the ground like a rag, his whole body’s meridians flowing in reverse, passing out on the spot.

"Amitabha Buddha!"

Master Huanmie clasped his hands together, his monk’s robe without even a wrinkle, "Someone, take the three generals to the meditation room for healing."

"You bald donkey, how dare you!"

"Who dares touch the generals, kill without mercy!"

A general accompanying the Guard Army suddenly roared, his voice like a thunderclap.

"Guard Army, hear my command!"

At the sound, a hundred thousand Guard Army soldiers moved, raising their weapons in unison, forming a sea of silver light slicing through the sky with murderous intent.

"Prepare the Tiger’s Might Iron Armor Bows!"

With the wave of a command flag, five hundred elite archers stepped out of the ranks.

Their movements were swift and synchronized, the sound of taking down the longbows from their backs exceptionally loud.

The bows were made from a century-old premium mulberry wood, with dark golden patterns shining with a faint luster.

The bowstrings, crafted from the back sinew of five hundred mature male deer, gleamed with a dazzling golden sheen under the setting sun.

The arrowheads, forged from century-old cold iron and tempered a thousand times, had fine wind-breaking grooves etched into them.

"Clack—"

The sound of 500 Tiger’s Might Iron Armor Bows being drawn at once caused the chanting of three thousand martial monks to halt.

These forbidden weapons, each arrow worth a fortune, were enough to bring any Martial Arts Grandmaster to regret.

Even the protective Gang Qi of an Ultimate Grandmaster would be shattered after a dozen rounds of collective volleys!

Though the arrows had not yet been loosed, the sharp killing intent had already scattered the morale of the three thousand martial monks.

—This was one of the forbidden weapons that made martial artists worldwide tremble at its mention!

Master Huanmie’s golden Gang Qi around his body suddenly stopped, finally changing the old monk’s expression.

He knew better than anyone that these five hundred Breaking Gang Arrows shot in unison would overwhelm even the protective Gang Qi of an Ultimate Grandmaster!

Master Huanmie looked solemn, his eyes reflecting golden light.

He did not fear those five hundred Tiger’s Might Iron Armor Bows!

With the cultivation of an Ultimate Grandmaster, he wasn’t going to just stand there motionless, so those arrows couldn’t come within ten feet of him.

But the three thousand disciples behind him...

The Demon Suppression Formation, though strong, couldn’t protect all the martial monks!

If they truly went to war with the hundred thousand Guard Army, half of the Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain would probably be stained with blood.

At this tense moment, a sharp shout emerged from the front of the Guard Army.

"Halt, in the name of this General!"

Second Lieutenant Xu Feng of the Guard Army rode forward, the golden token at his waist dazzling in the sunlight—

That was the imperial token of the Guard Army’s deputy general.

He scanned the poised archers with cold eyes, his voice suddenly rising.

"Master Huanmie is the Imperial Grand Dharma Protector conferred by His Majesty, do you dare defy the superior?"

Upon hearing this, the hundred thousand troops were instantly in turmoil.

The archers at the front looked at each other, with dozens slowly lowering their bowstrings.

Strict hierarchy prevailed in the military, and in the absence of the superior general, Xu Feng, holding the imperial deputy general token, indeed had the power to command the Guard Army.

"Xu Feng!"

"How dare you..." The previously commanding Deputy General Zhao Meng was furious, his saber partially unsheathed with a clang, "betraying the Marshal!"

Xu Feng sneered, pulling out a bright yellow imperial edict from his sleeve: "I act under the Emperor’s orders."

He gazed down at Zhao Meng with contempt, enunciating each word: "But you."

"Zhao Meng, daring to misuse authority, what is your crime?"

"Men!" Xu Feng suddenly roared.

"Arrest this traitorous villain for this General!"

Dozens of Guard Army soldiers instantly surrounded Zhao Meng.

Zhao Meng, enraged, laughed bitterly, his blade pointing directly at Xu Feng: "A fine dog biting the hand that feeds it!"

"The Marshal treated you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Feng had already drawn his bow and loosed an arrow.

The specially made Breaking Gang Arrow shot out, flying directly towards Zhao Meng’s thigh!

"Ah!"

A wretched cry rang out, and Zhao Meng was dragged away by dozens of Guard Army soldiers.

"Who else dares to disrupt the morale..."

Xu Feng put away the longbow, coldly sweeping his gaze over the trembling soldiers, "Will be executed on the spot!"

Master Huanmie watched everything unfold, the Buddha Beads in his hand spinning rapidly.

The old monk understood full well—this military coup was clearly a trap meticulously set by Emperor Qianxi!

The Lu Family’s strict military discipline had long bred resentment in the army.

Xu Feng clenched the imperial golden token tightly, his knuckles turning white from exertion.

He would never forget that snowy night three years ago—his own younger brother had been publicly executed for secretly keeping a hundred copper coins.

The heart-wrenching screams still haunted him in his nightmares.

"Brothers!"

Xu Feng raised the imperial edict high, his voice trembling with emotion, "From today, we no longer have to tread on eggshells!"

The army erupted in commotion.

Many generals’ eyes began to flicker—they recalled Lu Xuan’s suffocating rules.

-Strictly prohibits embezzlement of military pay (violators, hand dismemberment for less than ten taels, execution for more than a hundred!)

Prohibition of receiving bribes, violators to be whipped twenty times!

No consorting with prostitutes or drinking, violators to be flogged, no permission...

"General Xu is right!"

A deputy general suddenly tore off the Guard insignia from his arm, "I’ve had enough!"

"Every time we went to battle and seized loot, I didn’t dare keep even a copper coin for myself!"

"Exactly!" another captain stepped forward

"Last year I merely accepted a few coins as tea money from a merchant and was flogged ten times!"