"Bam … …"
The dull sound of the two fists colliding reverberated in the Heart Buddha Realm. The grass under his feet suddenly caved in, pieces of tender grass turned to dust, sand flew in all directions.
Gao Zhengyang's body did not move at all, only the sleeves of his robe flew backwards due to the turbulence of the vital qi. On the other hand, Hui Ming retreated three steps.
Both sides clashed with the vajra hammers, Hui Ming was forced back three steps. The first time he fought with Gao Zhengyang, the result was the same.
What was different was that this time, Gao Zhengyang's arms stretched out, his muscles contracted and expanded, his bones bounced, silently dispelling all the fist power that landed on his body. This time, Hui Ming had no choice but to retreat, losing one move.
Hui Ming's eyes shone, although he was experienced, he could not suppress the amazement in his heart.
These few days of practicing fist techniques in the Heart Buddha Realm, Gao Zhengyang could only rely on brute force and his naturally strong body to remain undefeated. But today, Gao Zhengyang's fist techniques had even surpassed him by a little.
Hui Ming had participated in many Buddha Birthday Ceremonies and seen many Buddhist geniuses. In his early years, he had also traveled the world, fighting heroes with his fists. But a fist technique genius like Gao Zhengyang was still inconceivable to him.
Gao Zhengyang's control over his body was frighteningly precise. There was no restraint, no rigidity, and it was natural. It was as if he was born with the essence of these fist techniques, everything had become instinct.
Moreover, any complex and subtle changes, as long as he learned it once, he would never forget it again. What was even more terrifying was that he could innovate and push his fist techniques to a higher level.
Wu Xiang had once said that Gao Zhengyang was peerless in the martial path. At that time, Hui Ming did not say anything, but he snorted in his heart. Now he believed it.
Hui Ming was not considered the top among the rank nine powerhouses, but in terms of fist techniques, he was firmly ranked in the top three in the world.
Today, he had to admit that in terms of fist techniques, Gao Zhengyang was already stronger than him.
A rank nine fist technique grandmaster had lost to a rank five martial artist in terms of fist techniques.
Hui Ming's old face was actually very flustered, this was too embarrassing. It wasn't that he couldn't bear to see his juniors improve. If Gao Zhengyang was his disciple, Huiming would definitely be happy. However, Gao Zhengyang was Jue Mie's disciple, so he couldn't bring himself to be happy.
He actually lost to Jue Mie's disciple. If Jue Mie was still alive, he would definitely laugh himself to death. Fortunately, there was no one else in the Heart Buddha Realm.
But the exchange of fist techniques these past few days made Hui Ming especially admire Gao Zhengyang.
His Huiming Fist Art was in a godly state, which made him unrivaled in fist art. He didn't even have any friends. It was the proudest achievement of his life, but no one could truly appreciate or understand it.
It was not until he met Gao Zhengyang that Hui Ming met someone who understood fist technique, someone who could communicate with him in fist technique.
Both of them did not speak in the Heart Buddha Realm and communicated through their fist techniques. That was enough.
Gao Zhengyang was only a teenager, he was two hundred years younger than Hui Ming. Fist techniques made up for all the differences in age, personality, experience, and status. From the bottom of his heart, Hui Ming treated Gao Zhengyang as a friend and confidant in fist technique.
After a few days, Hui Ming changed his view of Gao Zhengyang. The conflicting and complicated thoughts made the old man feel a little awkward.
Hui Ming's gaze kept changing, making Gao Zhengyang feel a little guilty. Did he go a little overboard? This old man wouldn't fly into a rage out of humiliation and want to fight in real life, right?
Don't look at how he had the upper hand in the Heart Buddha Realm, if they really fought, Hui Ming could turn him into a meat patty with one punch. He definitely wouldn't need a second punch.
Hui Ming was an eminent monk after all. He sized up Gao Zhengyang with a complicated gaze, then quietly left the Heart Buddha Realm.
Gao Zhengyang also admired the old man's self-restraint. If it was him, he definitely wouldn't have suffered such a loss.
Hui Ming might look gloomy, but the old man was really a good person. Every day, he would run to the Heart Buddha Realm to practice fist techniques with him. Hui Ming might have the intention to teach him a lesson, but he was also teaching him the Vajra Fist.
Hui Ming had immersed himself in the Vajra Fist for a lifetime. To him, the Vajra Fist was not only a fist technique, but also a principle, a rule, a path to the peak of martial arts.
Gao Zhengyang admired Hui Ming's attainments in the Vajra Fist. He felt that no one could beat Hui Ming in the Vajra Fist. He could beat Hui Ming by relying on his tyrannical body to display the fist technique to the extreme.
This was the difference in body shape. Hui Ming didn't have a titanium alloy skeleton. Under the situation where vitality was limited, it was impossible for him to be stronger than Gao Zhengyang.
The experience of two lifetimes allowed him to learn from other people's strong points to make up for his weak points, and it also broadened his horizons and thinking. In terms of fist techniques, he had undoubtedly reached the true grandmaster realm.
If it wasn't for the limitations of the titanium alloy body, just based on his deep understanding of fist techniques, it would be enough for him to quickly enter the Heaven Stage.
The titanium alloy made Gao Zhengyang, but at the same time, it also limited him.
Gao Zhengyang didn't find it unacceptable. In this world, there was no such thing as taking advantage without losing. Everything had its pros and cons.
It was all thanks to the titanium alloy that he was able to live until now. Moreover, the titanium alloy only suppressed his vitality reaction, and didn't completely restrict it.
If he slowly cultivated along this path, he would eventually reach the Heaven Stage in less than ten years.
After another ten years, he wouldn't even be thirty. Gao Zhengyang didn't think this was a big deal.
In terms of real combat strength, with the titanium alloy, Gao Zhengyang could instantly kill a large number of rank seven.
Gao Zhengyang felt that the titanium alloy still had potential to be unearthed. There were all kinds of magical powers in this world. If he could find a way to improve the titanium alloy, it wouldn't be a dream to enter the rank nine with his physical strength.
Defeating Hui Ming in the Heart Buddha Realm was a huge improvement. Gao Zhengyang wasn't satisfied. He wanted to defeat Hui Ming in reality. Moreover, Hui Ming was only his first target.
The great calamity of heaven and earth had descended. Gao Zhengyang, who had wandered around the Demon World, knew how terrifying the Demon Race was. In a calamity that could overturn heaven and earth, the power of a rank nine powerhouse was nothing.
Gao Zhengyang's ambition was extremely high, and he also thought far ahead. However, he didn't have a direction to break through, so he could only move forward step by step.
"Goku, come here." Hui Ming's old voice echoed in Gao Zhengyang's ears, interrupting his contemplation.
Gao Zhengyang didn't hesitate. He put on his clothes and quietly entered the main room.
In the room, there were only three dark red incense sticks flickering with a faint light, appearing extremely gloomy. Hui Ming was sitting against the wall, and his whole person seemed to have melted into the darkness. Gao Zhengyang had to adjust his eyes to be able to see Hui Ming's figure clearly.
"Come and sit." Hui Ming opened his old eyes and whispered.
Gao Zhengyang's wonderful fist technique won Hui Ming's respect. For the first time, he asked Gao Zhengyang to sit down.
Gao Zhengyang put his palms together and saluted, then sat down opposite Hui Ming.
Hui Ming didn't show his respect and directly said, "Your fist technique talent is unparalleled. You have also learned the essence of Vajra Fist. From now on, you just need to practice it. But if you want to go further and practice the invincible Vajra Fist, you need to practice the 'Diamond Sutra'. "
Gao Zhengyang was silent. He still didn't understand what Hui Ming meant, and he didn't want to casually say anything. After practicing fist technique for the past few days, he also had a bit more respect for the old man. Although Hui Ming didn't teach him verbally, he achieved the effect of teaching by example through actual combat. Gao Zhengyang still appreciated it.
"The 'Diamond Sutra' is my sect's fundamental secret technique, it has never been taught to outsiders." Hui Ming said and paused, "Your current foundation is too shallow. Even if I give it to you, you won't be able to practice it. Fist technique, fist technique, from fist to law. You have learned fist technique, but you still don't understand law. From today onwards, I will teach you law incantation. "
"Yes." Gao Zhengyang hesitated, then stood up and put his palms together in salute. It was a bit strange that the old man suddenly wanted to teach him law incantation. Fist technique and law incantation were not the same thing. But it was not a bad thing.
Gao Zhengyang did not like this old man, Hui Ming, but he trusted him. Hui Ming got to know him through fist technique, and he got to know Hui Ming through fist technique.
Fist technique came from the heart, and fist technique was controlled by the mind. Humans could lie, but fist technique could not.
This was the tacit understanding between the two fist technique grandmasters.
As the sky gradually brightened, Yuan Zhen used great willpower to crawl out of his warm bed. After he put on his clothes and washed his face, he ran to the courtyard and practiced his fist technique ten times.
Yuan Zhen stopped practicing his fist technique and let out a long breath. The hot breath turned into surging white gas in the air, spreading only when it almost reached the ground.
After moving his body, his Qi and blood surged, and his entire body warmed up. His mind also felt abnormally refreshed.
Yuan Zhen did not understand the reason behind this. He only felt indescribably comfortable. He looked at Gao Zhengyang's room. Normally, Gao Zhengyang would wake up early. Why was there no movement today?
"Could he be trying to slack off?" Yuan Zhen muttered to himself. Then, he heard the door open. When he turned around, he saw Gao Zhengyang walk out of the main room.
Yuan Zhen could not help gaping. Didn't Master hate Senior Brother the most? How did this happen?
Gao Zhengyang saw Yuan Zhen's shock. He smiled and patted Yuan Zhen's shoulder. "Senior Brother is a little tired today. I'll rest for a while first. Do your work properly …"
A bitter expression appeared on Yuan Zhen's chubby face. Then, he said somewhat begrudgingly, "Senior Brother …"
When Gao Zhengyang returned to his room, he still felt somewhat excited. However, he could not fall asleep when he lay on the bed.
The incantations that Hui Ming taught Yuan Zhen were very simple. There was the Clear Heart Incantation, Sweet Dew Incantation, and Mercy Incantation. They were all low-grade Buddhist incantations and were not rare.
Buddhist incantations were like Magic spells, activated by drawing talisman scripts with the Spiritual Sense. The difference was that Buddhist incantations and Martial Techniques were combined. The most famous were the Buddhist sect hand seals. When combined with all sorts of incantations, the incantation and martial would become one, gaining incredible might.
For example, the Buddhist Emperor Formless took the path of combining the incantation and martial.
However, combining the incantation and martial had stringent requirements on talent and aptitude. Gao Zhengyang's fist art was already in a godly state. It was impossible for him to change his path.
Hui Ming taught him incantations to broaden his horizons and let him see another level of utilization of vital qi.
Gao Zhengyang's fist art had almost no room for improvement. His vital qi cultivation could not be achieved overnight. Through incantations, he could have a deeper understanding of vital qi and understand the laws of heaven and earth.
As the saying goes, jade from another mountain can be used to attack a rock.
In reality, any talented Buddhist disciple would cultivate incantations when they were at a low level.
Gao Zhengyang became a monk halfway through his training. Jue Mie also transformed into a rainbow and left. That was why he did not know anything.
It was also for this reason that Formless forcefully requested Gao Zhengyang to learn incantations.
Gao Zhengyang had learned incantations from Yue Qingxue in the past. Unfortunately, Yue Qingxue was limited by her own level and could not teach him.
As a rank nine expert, although Hui Ming was not very proficient in incantations, he was able to point out the core essence of incantations.
After learning the Half Night Incantation, Gao Zhengyang had really benefited a lot.
Hui Ming's explanation was very clear. Incantations and incantations were ultimately the use of Heaven and Earth's vital qi. Talisman was the root of all of this.
Gao Zhengyang took out an iron pipe from under the bed. This four-winged electric snake might be able to bring him a surprise.
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