บท 619: The Invasion of Other Races

Zheng-Fu's first sentence did not cause the abbot to feel any excitement or emotion. But after the second sentence, his aging face suddenly changed to one of freshness, like that of a seventeen-year-old, because of their sect's lost skills.

“Little Laity, what did you say just now? You mean the Thousand-Hand Arahant Fist Skill you used just now, right?” The deputy abbot could not help but ask expectantly.

“That's right, Deputy Abbot. Not only the Thousand-Hand Arahant Fist Skill, but I also have the Thousand-Liang Arahant Staff Skill, the Arahant Weapon Skill Set, and the Golden Body Skill, which is a physical skill that strengthens the body.”

Zheng-Fu explained the skills he had learned to the deputy abbot. Of course, he only mentioned high-level skills. As for low-level skills, they were not necessary at all.