Fang Zheng's palm technique was ordinary, but halfway through, he suddenly shook slightly. One palm turned into two, two into four, and four into eight.
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Zuo Leng Chan was silent as he watched. He thought that Reverend Fangzheng's every palm strike had already changed to several different directions. His palm technique was so fantastic that he had never seen anything like it in his life. Ay, it looked like the Song Mountain Sect's heritage was indeed a far cry from Shaolin's.
Seeing that Zhang SanFeng still had a smile on his face and that he didn't seem to have the slightest intention of dodging or parrying, Fang Zheng couldn't help but let out a soft gasp of surprise. His set of palms could change from one to two, two to four, four to eight. If the enemy didn't interrupt him in time, he would be able to change from eight palms to sixteen palms, and then to thirty-two palms. The more palms he used, the more confusing it would be and the more powerful it would be. If he really used the legendary thousand palms, the enemy would already be dazzled, and before they could react, they would already be hit by countless palms.
Since Zhang SanFeng was not going to make a move, Fang Zheng was also happy to display his moves calmly. Gradually, the illusions reached a hundred and twenty-eight palms. This was already the limit of what he could achieve. According to legend, the highest realm of the Thousand Hands Buddha Palm could be practiced was one thousand and twenty-four palms. However, in the last several hundred years of the Shaolin Temple, not a single person had been able to reach that realm. Fang Zheng's illusions of a hundred and twenty-eight palms was already unprecedented.
Seeing the sky full of palms rushing towards him, Zhang SanFeng raised his hands slightly, and calmly drew a few lines in front of him. A vague Tai Chi pattern emerged. When the sky full of palms touched the Tai Chi pattern, it was like the winter snow meeting the blazing sun, instantly disappearing without a trace.
Everyone only saw a blur in front of them, and when they looked again, they saw that Fang Zheng's palms had been locked by Zhang SanFeng's hands. With just a little bit of strength, Fang Zheng's hands would probably be lost.
"Thank you for letting me win." Zhang SanFeng smiled at Fang Zheng and raised his hands. Fang Zheng felt a soft force, and his whole body suddenly flew back to his own camp.
Seeing that the two masters of Shaolin were defeated in one move, everyone in the field was shocked. Xu Zhu was silent, thinking to himself, "In terms of moves, I definitely can't beat him. But with my hundred years of experience, if we were to compete in Internal Strength, with my Dark North Divine Kung Fu, I might have a chance."
Having made up his mind, Xuzhu bowed slightly and said, "Junior would like to ask Master Zhang for some advice on neigong." Finished speaking, he slowly pushed his palms towards Zhang SanFeng.
Compared to Xuan Cheng and Fang Zheng, Xu Zhu's move was as ordinary as his appearance. Some of the people in black even booed.
Song Qingshu hurriedly reminded, "Zhenren Zhang, be careful. This is the Dark North Divine Art. It specializes in absorbing people's internal energy!"
Among all the martial arts in the Golden Book System, martial arts like the Dark North Divine Art and the Absorbing Stars Great Magic were the ones that could easily make a top master fail. Jiu Mozhi in the "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" was many levels higher than Duan Yu, but he was accidentally hit by Duan Yu's Dark North Divine Art when he was possessed by the devil, and his shocking internal energy was completely sucked away. In the later stage of "The Smiling, The Proud Wanderer", Yue Buqun practiced the Bixie Sword Manual and became a top master in the Jianghu. Moreover, under the situation where he had Linghu Chong under control, he was hit by the Absorbing Stars Great Magic and his internal energy was also sucked away.
Although Zhang SanFeng's cultivation was world-shaking, if he was not prepared, it was very likely that he would fail miserably.
"Dark North Divine Art?" Zhang SanFeng was startled. This word seemed to evoke some memories in him.
Seeing that Zhang SanFeng was defenseless, Xu Zhu couldn't help but be secretly happy. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on Zhang SanFeng's palm, activating the Dark North Divine Art to crazily absorb internal energy. Unexpectedly, he couldn't absorb any internal energy.
It turned out that Zhang SanFeng had cultivated for a hundred years, and his internal energy was endless, circulating back and forth. The internal energy in his dantian was like smoke, leisurely and free. It had reached the realm of "Dense Purple Qi", which was illusory but mellow and condensed, and actually could not be shaken by external forces.
Zhang SanFeng had come back to his senses. He quietly looked at Xu Zhu and asked, "Little master, what is your relationship with the Carefree Sect?"
Seeing that the Dark North Divine Art had failed, Xu Zhu was panicking. He subconsciously answered, "What Carefree Sect? I have never heard of it. "
Seeing that his expression didn't seem to be fake, Zhang SanFeng slightly frowned and slightly pushed him back with his palm. He didn't speak, but just pondered there, as if he was distressed about something.
Although Xuan Cheng was still somewhat unconvinced and knew that he didn't use his full strength, Zhang SanFeng casually forced the three of them back with one move every time. Obviously, he also didn't use his full strength. How could he still have the nerve to mention joining hands with Zhang SanFeng? He could only clasp his hands and say to Zhang SanFeng, "Today I have seen Master Zhang's divine art, and I really admire it. It's just that the 'Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture' of our temple has been taken by this benefactor. I hope Master Zhang can make a decision. "
"'Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture'?" Zhang SanFeng was stunned and looked at Song Qingshu with doubt.
Song Qingshu hurriedly explained the ins and outs of the matter. Zhang SanFeng pondered for a moment and said, "Just now, what the masters did was inherently inappropriate, but the 'Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture' is indeed the property of Shaolin Temple. It is somewhat unreasonable for you to refuse to return it."
"Since Master Zhang has spoken, how could this junior dare not to listen." Song Qingshu smiled and turned to Ah Zi and said, "Ah Zi, go get the 'Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture' from Young Hero You."
"Yes." Ah Zi pouted her small mouth and somewhat reluctantly walked in front of You Tanzhi.
Although seeing that his little fairy was so obedient to Song Qingshu, You Tanzhi was very unhappy in his heart, but thinking that it was better to return the secret manual to the Shaolin Temple than Ah Zi giving it to Song Qingshu, he didn't feel anything and simply took out the secret manual and gave it to her.
Ah Zi took the 'Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture' secret manual and walked in front of Song Qingshu. Using her body to block the eyes of the surrounding people, she quietly put the 'Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture' into her bosom and took out another unknown secret manual and handed it to him. She deliberately said in a loud voice, "Master, these stinky monks seem to be benevolent, but in fact, they are jackals of the same lair as the Song Mountain Sect. Just now, on the surface, they seemed to be watching the fire from the other side, but in fact, they were all trying to help the Song Mountain Sect assassins. Are you really going to return this secret manual to them?"
Noticing Ah Zi's action, Song Qingshu's eyes lit up and he cooperated with her and said, "After all, this' Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture 'belongs to Shaolin Temple, so we have no reason to not return it. But you are right, these stinky monks have to pay for what they did just now. Here, big monk, catch. "After saying that, he threw the scripture in the direction where Xuan Cheng was standing.
Hearing his words, Xuan Cheng faintly felt that something was wrong, but seeing the scripture flying towards him, he subconsciously flew into the air and reached out to catch it. Who knew that as soon as his hand touched the scripture, there was a hidden force hidden in it.
"Oh no!" Xuan Cheng exclaimed.
Bang!
The scripture in his hand suddenly exploded and turned into powder that scattered all over the sky.
"You!" Looking at the powder on the ground, Xuan Cheng couldn't help but be angry and stared fiercely at Song Qingshu.
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