"You!" Kong Zhi was enraged. As one of the Four Divine Monks of Shaolin Temple, he was proficient in eleven of the seventy-two arts of Shaolin and was only second to Xuan Cheng and Fang Zheng. He had always been arrogant and conceited, so when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
However, the other party was the Hierarch of the Sun Moon God Sect. Although he had some misgivings in his heart, he had nowhere to vent the anger in his heart. He could only strike the railings around the pavilion with his palm. With a cracking sound, the railings were completely broken. Wooden splinters flew everywhere and were instantly shattered. The power of this palm was truly astonishing.
Ren Woxing's eyes narrowed, "Bald Donkey Kong Zhi, what are you trying to do here? Do you think I'm just a railing that you can strike at? If you have the guts, come and fight me. You're making a fool out of yourself by only showing off your power to an inanimate object. "
Zhang SanFeng couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. Seeing that both parties were about to fight, he wanted to stop them, but Ren Woxing …] Ren Woxing was the leader of a sect and not a member of the Wu Dang Sect. After all, they had come to the mountain together out of good intentions, so he didn't want to interfere.
Kong Zhi had just suppressed his impulse with great difficulty. Now that he heard Ren Woxing's provocation, he couldn't take it anymore and shouted, "You think I'm afraid of you?" Then he struck out with his palm.
Although Xuan Ci felt that it was inappropriate, Kong Zhi was one of the top experts in the temple. Now that Kong Zhi had struck out in anger, it was too late for him to stop him.
"Good move!" Ren Woxing had been provoking Kong Zhi with his words, so he was naturally on guard. Seeing that Kong Zhi had made the first move, he didn't need to be polite anymore. With a grin, his whole body shot forward like a cannonball.
The two of them fought back and forth, and in the blink of an eye, they had exchanged more than ten moves. The impact of their punches and kicks caused the clothes of the people around them to flutter.
The people in the front row were all experts, so they could clearly see the exchange of moves between the two of them. Kong Zhi had used no less than ten Shaolin martial arts, but Ren Woxing had only used one type of palm technique to neutralize all of Kong Zhi's martial arts. Although Ren Woxing's palm technique was simple and unadorned, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder. It was obvious that the palm technique itself was extraordinary.
A loud bang resounded. It turned out that Ren Woxing had forced Kong Zhi into a corner and forced him to extend his palm to receive the attack. The previous sound was the sound of their palms colliding.
The corner of Ren Woxing's mouth curled up into a smile, "Old man Kong Zhi, even though you know a lot of techniques, it's a pity that they're all mixed and impure. You'll only be restricted if you meet a true expert."
Kong Zhi had always been proud of his profound knowledge, so how could he receive such a comment from the other party? He couldn't help but sneer, "What a big tone." As soon as he finished speaking, he urged his inner force to surge towards the other party, intending to heavily injure him while the other party was distracted while he was speaking.
Unexpectedly, Ren Woxing didn't panic at all. Instead, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and a mocking expression appeared on his face.
While Kong Zhi was puzzled, he suddenly felt the True Qi in his body surging uncontrollably into his opponent's body. It was only then that he remembered the ultimate skill that shocked the world of martial artists, and he could not help but be shocked. "Star Sucking Great Skill!"
Fang Zheng, who was at the side, had long sensed that something was wrong. He hurriedly stepped forward when he heard Kong Zhi's words. With a flick of his sleeve, he separated the two's arms and pulled Kong Zhi back.
A strange expression appeared on Ren Woxing's face, "Great Master Fang Zheng's Heaven and Earth Sleeve Technique has really been practiced to the point of perfection."
At this time, Kong Zhi had already caught his breath. He felt the True Qi in his body churning, and it was obvious that he wouldn't be able to fight for a while. He couldn't help but be shocked and angry, "Surnamed Ren, you secretly attacked me!"
Ren Woxing glanced at him disdainfully, "Everyone knows that I have the Star Sucking Great Skill. You were the one who didn't guard against it, so it's none of my business!"
Kong Zhi was about to retort, but Fang Zheng raised his hand to stop him, "What Sect Master Ren said is correct. My junior brother's skills are inferior to yours, so it's not your fault. However, I'm excited to see your skill, so I'd like to experience your Star Sucking Great Skill. Sect Master Ren, please receive my palm. "As soon as he finished speaking, he lightly struck his palm towards Kong Zhi.
The style of this palm was ordinary, but halfway through, it suddenly shook slightly. Immediately, one palm turned into two palms, two palms turned into four palms, and four palms turned into eight palms. Song Qingshu had seen Fang Zheng use the Thousand Hands Palm when he was fighting Zhang SanFeng. This was the unpredictable Thousand Hands Palm. He was worried that Ren Woxing had just finished fighting an expert and his inner energy hadn't recovered yet, so he was about to step forward and replace him. Unexpectedly, Ren Woxing saw through his intention and laughed, "Don't worry, my dear son-in-law, I can handle it."
It turned out that Ren Woxing had just used the Star Sucking Great Skill to absorb almost ten percent of Kong Zhi's inner energy. Not only did his inner energy not lose, but it had also greatly increased. Today, in front of so many top figures in the pugilistic world, and as the Sect Master of the Sun Moon God Sect, he had always been a person who cared about his reputation. He wanted to fight and show off his prestige, so he rejected Song Qingshu's intention to help him and swung his palm to meet the attack.
Ren Woxing had been famous in the pugilistic world for many years, so he naturally recognized the Thousand Hands Palm. He knew that if he delayed for a moment, his eight palms would turn into sixteen palms, and then into thirty-two palms …
He wasn't Zhang SanFeng, so he didn't dare to let his opponent's palm power accumulate to its peak. He immediately struck out with his palm, aiming for Fang Zheng's right shoulder. Fang Zheng's left palm pierced through the bottom of his right palm, still shaking slightly. One palm turned into two, two turned into four, and then the shadows of his palm danced in the air. Ren Woxing leaped up and returned two palm strikes.
Kong Zhi, who was standing at the side, watched with rapt attention. He saw that Master Fang Zheng's palm technique was unpredictable. Every palm strike would change to several different directions. He had never seen such a strange palm technique in his life. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "When Senior Brother Abbot said that my cultivation wasn't as good as Fang Zheng's, I didn't think much of it. But now that I've seen it, I can see that he's much stronger than me. The Thousand Hands Palm is so complicated, but he's still able to maintain his power. It's really difficult. "
Kong Zhi shifted his gaze back to Ren Woxing. Previously, when he exchanged blows with Ren Woxing, he only felt that Ren Woxing's palm technique was ordinary. Even though he lost, Kong Zhi hated the fact that he was careless and fell into Ren Woxing's trap. He wasn't the least bit convinced of Ren Woxing's martial arts. Now, as a spectator, he finally saw the subtlety of Ren Woxing's palm technique.
Ren Woxing's palm technique was very simple. When he struck out and retracted his palm, it seemed to be rather stiff. However, no matter how strange and unpredictable Fang Zheng's palm technique was, once Ren Woxing's palm energy arrived, Fang Zheng would immediately change his stance. It seemed that the two of them were evenly matched.
The two of them fought for a long time. Ren Woxing gradually felt that Master Fang Zheng's palm technique was slowing down. He was secretly delighted, "Although your palm technique is exquisite, you're old and can't last long."
He wanted to show his strength and end the battle as soon as possible. Therefore, when he saw Master Fang Zheng's left palm coming towards him, he let out a shout and swiftly met it with his left palm. He quietly used his life's greatest skill, the Absorbing Stars Great Technique.
With a loud bang, the two palms collided. Both of them took a step back. Ren Woxing felt that although his opponent's internal energy was gentle, it was incomparably thick. Even though he used the Absorbing Stars Great Technique, he couldn't absorb any of his opponent's internal energy. He was extremely shocked.
Master Fang Zheng said, "Excellent! Excellent! "He took the opportunity to strike out with his palm.
Ren Woxing was able to become the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, so he had a lot of battle experience in his life. At this moment, instead of advancing, he retreated. He immediately launched several palm attacks while thinking, "The Yijin Jing is indeed worthy of being the number one divine skill of Shaolin. It can actually restrain my Absorbing Stars Great Technique! Hmph, but even if I don't use the Absorbing Stars Great Technique, with my martial arts, how can I not defeat a pampered old monk like you? "
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