Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning Chapter 625: 276 High Priest

Chapter 625: Chapter 276 High Priest

The Chief Steward certainly didn’t take Su Mo seriously.

Donghuang might be first in Donghuang, but this is Baihu City.

Even if you are a dragon, you must coil up; no matter if you are the first in Donghuang, to have you in my grip, then you shall be gripped.

So tonight, he had soone invite Su Mo over, with a very simple idea.

Invite only Su Mo, separating him from the escort agency folks.

Next, upon Su Mo’s arrival, he shall not bring any items into the hall.

Lastly… leave him hanging for a couple of hours.

When Su Mo wants to leave, then let him leave, but the items… What items?

Would the grand Chief Steward rob this Jianghu expert of his belongings?

This plan was so simple, it was almost mindless.

Yet the Chief Steward thought it was nearly foolproof; to leave Su Mo hanging for a couple of hours, he simply found a place to practice Inner Strength ditation and went into Qi Flow.

His practice of Qi Flow was extrely secretive, completely insulating the sounds from inside and out.

Therefore, he was completely unaware of what was happening outside.

Even after Bai Yong notified him imdiately following the incident, he still failed to detect the imminent threat.

Instead, he scolded Bai Yong for making a fuss over a little incident and for causing unnecessary embarrassnt.

But one can hardly bla this Chief Steward for underestimating the people of the world.

Baihu City, taking pride in its land and with ancestral teachings of imnse age, possesses the Emperor Heart Technique, one of the few Absolute Skills in the world.

All of them have cultivated powerful martial arts, believing that stepping into Jianghu would certainly make their nas known throughout the land.

What Dongcheng and its flourishing beauty, a hundred flowers blooming, they are considered to be but insignificant, rural curs.

And as for the neighboring Wusheng Hall and Luofeng Alliance, Baihu City has never regarded them either.

However, neither Wusheng Hall nor Luofeng Alliance ever provoked Baihu City.

Over ti, this naturally led to a narrow perspective.

Thinking that the experts of the world were all but so-so, and that Su Mo becoming the first in Donghuang was just due to a lack of heroes causing lesser individuals to beco famous.

If they were to leave their clan territories and step into Jianghu, let alone being first in Donghuang, even being first in the world would be within easy reach.

Under such beliefs, how could Su Mo be seen as important by them?

This resulted in their continuous procrastination, and after Bai Yong’s lips had nearly worn out, the Chief Steward finally erged from his secret training chamber.

The mont he set foot on the ground, he was dumbstruck…

Where did the room above the secret chamber go?

How could such a large room disappear?

And the courtyard… the courtyard is even bigger than the room, how could it also be gone?

Where is this?

Where is my Changshi Mansion?

He stood there in a daze for quite a while before he finally understood what had happened.

A surge of inverse blood nearly rushed to his throat, and he suddenly erupted in a furious roar, inquiring who had co.

Shaken by this sudden calamity, he had forgotten about Su Mo.

Then he saw a huge column suddenly appear, even speaking to him…

For a mont, he noticed a person following behind the column.

He nodded repeatedly: “Good timing!!”

As the words fell, his hands moved apart and together, a soul-stealing Tiger Roar erupted from within him.

A white light faintly flickered on his palms, and with two thrusting palms, he directly hit the column.

With the Palm resounding, the column instantly shattered!

From above, the Chief Steward’s figure flew downward, his hands flipping and chopping at the column as if it were tofu.

In an instant, broken stones scattered like rain in all directions.

As the head of the Chief Stewards, his martial arts were extraordinary.

The hand technique he now used was derived from the Emperor Heart Technique’s White Tiger Physique Technique, called the Amber Divine Palm.

The na Amber, naturally, was a pun on Tiger Soul.

This hand technique might be simple, yet it harbored the essence of simplicity within the grand way, and combined with the Emperor Heart Technique’s Inner Strength, it exuded an unpredictable might.

At this mont, with his palms moving like lightning, he shattered the massive column in Su Mo’s hands to smithereens.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Su Mo.

The column vanished in front of both n, the General spread his arms wide, his gaze locking onto Su Mo.

In the mont of their gaze eting, Su Mo’s heart trembled slightly.

He felt an intense and solemn killing aura fill heaven and earth, with an overwhelming authority condensed in the Chief Steward’s eyes, as if facing a deity.

The mysteries within the Emperor Heart Technique were imasurable and incomparable to ordinary martial arts.

The Chief Steward’s current move was nad Monarch’s Might!

Monarch referred to the Tiger Lord, and the majesty of the Tiger Lord was akin to divine authority.

How could a re mortal look straight at it?

A single glance would naturally cause the heart to tremble, feeling as insignificant as an ant.

To break one’s will without a fight!

For any normal person, a re look from the Chief Steward would diminish their ability to retaliate even if they could still stand.

But Su Mo was no ordinary person; his heart rely shook for a mont, and then without any effect, he burst into laughter:

“Good Skill!!”

With these three words, his palms crossed and rose from below, the sound of Dragon Roar howling from within him, a bell tolling mightily, and a purple glow wrapped between both palms, thrusting forth with a palm strike!

Ziyang Divine Palm!

The Chief Steward’s face changed drastically, such power in one palm, unseen by him before.

Yet it abruptly spurred his pride, and with a fierce roar, the sound of Tiger Roar resounded from within him, nearly vibrating the entirety of Baihu City.

Qi spread around his body, slightly revealing the phantom of a White Tiger leaping from behind him.

The white light in his palm instantly condensed into substance, and with a fierce palm thrust, it t Su Mo’s strike of the Ziyang Divine Palm.