Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

As soon as these words were said, people from the Buddhist sect couldn't help but cheer loudly, the momentum was unmatched, one wave higher than the other.

However, Shen Hui didn't share the optimism of others; he always felt that he had made some miscalculation today. The Daoist before him wasn't the kind to be easily captured without a fight.

Indeed, Yi Chen's answer once again darkened Shen Hui's vision.

"Respected master, I admire you, but I am different," Yi Chen said sarcastically,

"Anyone who dares to treat me like this, this Daoist will mess with him, toy with him, laugh at him, prank him, beat him, chop him, and after a few years, I'll visit his grave."

"This is how we do things at Hidden Dragon Temple."

"As cultivators, why should we fear a fight? It's all about action!"

"Even if we can't win, we'll still splatter the other's blood!"

"If one's cultivation lacks clear understanding, even living for thousands or tens of thousands of years is no different from a tortoise or a stone."

"Gentlemen, our honor lies solely in our fists....."

The tree desires tranquility, but the wind does not cease; when a man is down on his luck, even drinking cold water can choke him.

Yi Chen, who had no desire to become the center of attention, was forced to step up onto the high platform to confront Shen Hui.

Shen Hui directly exposed Yi Chen's whereabouts, and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, if Yi Chen didn't step onto the stage, the dirt of this Dharma assembly would ultimately be splashed onto him, and he was all too familiar with the PR tactics involved.

Wearing this hat, his people at Hidden Dragon Temple would have to hang their heads low in the martial world and sit at the children's table to eat...

In light of this, Yi Chen was also holding back a belly full of anger.

Compared to Shen Hui's discourse, Yi Chen's eye-for-an-eye and blood-for-blood point of view had more appeal to the market. In an instant, the Dao Sect and the onlooking crowds responded with an overwhelming round of applause; sisters Bai Lian and Bai Rong, each holding one of Ning Feixue's sleeves, were ecstatic.

The leader of the Red Flame Army laughed and applauded once more, "That's how it should be!" Your next journey awaits at empire

"Let's set aside these words for now. The Taoist seems a bit too extreme."

"When the wind blows tiles off the roof, they fall and break on my head."

"The tiles themselves also break, not just my blood flowing."

"I ultimately do not blame them, for the tiles are not in control."

"All beings commit various evils, too, have their moments."

"They don't recognize these moments, thus mistakenly acknowledging their faults."

"How can one be so confused, and make enemies out of them?"

Shen Hui was getting a bit anxious.

"How old are you this year, master?" Yi Chen did not answer directly, but changed the subject and asked in return.

Lesson two in Yi Taoist's debate class: when faced with a topic you're not good at, change the subject, paint a target out of thin air, beat yourself up, and then unilaterally declare you've won and escape.

"This monk is twenty-five this year."

"Given the master's age, aside from eating, sleeping, cultivating, and reciting scriptures, how many years could you have spent gaining experience in the world?"

"Without understanding the follies of the human world and merely talking about saving lives, how do you know that the wind and the tiles are not free? If they are not free, is that an excuse to escape from sin? Master, this is to substitute one's own heart for the heart of the world."

"Master, you are bewitched! Reading thousands of scrolls of Buddhist scriptures is not as good as walking through the trials of the mortal world."

"Only by tasting all kinds of suffering, experiencing various calamities, and understanding love and hatred, can one comprehend karma and obtain the great Dao."

"Without experience, they are just grandiose words."

"Now with the world changing and the people suffering hardships, instead of looking for ways to save them and coexist, you stir up disputes between Daoism and Buddhism. Even if the Buddhist sect establishes a kingdom on earth, can it take on the multitude of sins created along the way?"

"Master, perhaps you should walk tens of thousands of miles on the Buddhist path before we continue our debate, farewell!"

If you act pretentious, you better run fast.

As a person, one must understand their own limitations; Yi Chen knew he was merely cobbling together some perspectives from his past life and if he continued to argue, he'd eventually reveal his lack of depth, so he decided to run after unilaterally declaring himself the victor.

This style was like arguing with someone online, spewing out your views, and then immediately blocking the person, an act that could infuriate someone to the point of having a stroke.

While Shen Hui was still immersed in Yi Chen's barrage of intensive points preparing his rebuttal, he could no longer see Yi Chen's tail lights.

A Buddhist Dharma assembly painstakingly organized ended up being led astray by Yi Chen, turned utterly chaotic.