"Junior, you've successfully infuriated me.
"I'm a merciful person. I initially wanted to end your life without any pain, but you've challenged my dignity time and time again.
"Next, I'll definitely let you die in endless pain. I'll make you regret your actions before you die!"
The old man's expression was grim.
Although he did not suffer any serious injuries from Lin Buzheng's kick, the footprint on his forehead would not fade for at least a month.
Anyone who saw the footprint would immediately realize that someone had stepped on his head.
How could the old man endure such humiliation?
The hemp-robed old man wished he could charge forward and tear Lin Buzheng into pieces!
"Senior, please don't scare me. I'm a coward!
However, I feel that if I leave another footprint on your chin, it'll be more symmetrical and beautiful! "
Lin Buzheng grinned, causing the old man to almost vomit blood.
"Senior, let me give you a facelift!"
Before he finished his sentence, Lin Buzheng's figure moved and he swiftly attacked again, throwing another punch at the old man.
The old man's cultivation was much higher than Lin Buzheng's, and the Martial Qi in his body was denser.
If Lin Buzheng were to focus on defense, the old man's every move would contain a terrifying power.
By then, the old man would be in control of the battle, and Lin Buzheng would definitely lose!
In order to prevent such a situation from happening, Lin Buzheng had to switch from defense to offense and attack!
Buzz!
Faint blue Qi circulated on the surface of Lin Buzheng's body, causing his speed to increase tremendously. Like a gust of wind, he arrived before the old man in an instant!
Rumble!
Not only that, at the last moment, all the Martial Qi on the surface of Lin Buzheng's body started to gather on his right fist, increasing the power of Lin Buzheng's punch to the maximum.
Sky Shattering Bull Horn!
Lin Buzheng roared and punched the old man's face!
Lin Buzheng was confident that even if the old man got serious this time, he would still be defeated by Lin Buzheng's Raging Bull Fist!
"What kind of technique is this?"
In the next moment, Lin Buzheng's eyes widened in shock.
Just as Lin Buzheng saw, the old man's feet were like tree roots, firmly rooted in the ground.
His arms were like willow branches in the breeze, gently swaying according to an incomparably mysterious trajectory.
Hu!
In a split second, in Lin Buzheng's eyes, the old man's figure split into two, then into four …
In the blink of an eye, more than ten indistinguishable figures were formed!
"So many phantoms?"
"Which one is the real one?"
Lin Buzheng's eyes widened as he tried to identify it.
But no matter how he observed, he was unable to discern the hemp-robed old man's true body!
Fight!
Lin Buzheng roared and based on his instincts, he punched towards the figure that was most likely to be the real one among the phantoms.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, Lin Buzheng's punch landed heavily on the old man's chest!
"Not good!"
But immediately, the surface of his fist felt empty without any resistance.
Lin Buzheng instantly realized that he had made the wrong judgment.
That figure was not the old man's true body, it was an illusion!
"Retreat!"
Lin Buzheng's attack missed, and his right foot immediately stomped heavily on the ground. Using the recoil force, he wanted to retreat.
"Running?
"Where do you think you're going?
"Little bastard, die for me!"
The old man laughed sinisterly and one of the phantoms moved as if it had come to life. Dazzling green True Qi burst out from its palm and it struck towards Lin Buzheng's chest!
Lin Buzheng furrowed his brows.
The old man's palm was extremely fast and at such a close distance, there was no way he could dodge it.
In the next moment, Lin Buzheng raised his right fist again without hesitation and collided with the old man's palm!
Boom!
A deafening explosion sounded and the ground within a radius of a few feet cracked. Dust billowed and sand and pebbles flew. Even the giant trees that were a hundred feet away fell to the ground.
When the fist and palm collided, a destructive force that was even more terrifying than the previous two moves was released!
The old man stood on the spot and his arms and body swayed gently like willow branches dancing in the wind. He easily neutralized the recoil without taking a single step back.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
On the other hand, Lin Buzheng retreated more than ten steps.
His face was flushed red and the True Qi in his body was clearly shaken!
However, every time Lin Buzheng took a step back, he would leave a deep footprint on the ground.
After a few steps, the footprints became shallower and shallower until there were no footprints left.
The rumbling blood in his body gradually calmed down.
In the end, he was unscathed!
"Little bastard, you're really something!"
The old man was surprised. He had used all his strength in that palm and he had grasped the weakness of Lin Buzheng's strength.
He thought that he could severely injure Lin Buzheng.
However, Lin Buzheng transferred the strength of his palm to the ground through his feet.
He retreated more than ten steps and dissipated the power of the old man's palm.
In the end, he was unscathed!
"Little dog, do you think that you're invincible just because you've cultivated the Raging Bull Fist to the Unblemished Realm?"
"The Wind Willow Art that I cultivate makes me agile and uses softness to overcome hardness. It's the nemesis of clumsy fist techniques like the Raging Bull Fist."
"No matter how strong your fist is, it's useless if you can't hit me."
"If you surrender, I can consider leaving your corpse in one piece!"
However, the old man sneered and his expression returned to normal. He was full of confidence once more.
As the old man had said, the palm technique that he cultivated was a superior-grade yellow-grade cultivation technique, the Wind Willow Art.
Martial artists who practiced this technique would have their feet rooted firmly in the ground like tree roots. Their arms would move their torso like willow trees by the riverbank, dancing with the wind, forming countless phantoms that were hard to distinguish between real and fake.
The old man had already cultivated the Wind Willow Art to the Greater Mastery Realm.
When he circulated his movement technique with all his might, he could form sixteen illusory images in an instant.
No matter how strong his opponent was, if he couldn't find the real body of the old man from the sixteen illusory images, all his attacks would be meaningless!
"Senior, are you suffering from dementia? Why do you have so much nonsense to say?"
"Take this!"
Lin Buzheng frowned.
This was the first time he had seen such a profound movement technique and he couldn't think of a way to counter it in a short period of time.
He could only attack once more and try to find the weakness of the old man's movement technique.
Boom!
Lin Buzheng threw out a punch and the dark blue Martial Qi on the surface of his fist gathered into the shape of an Ancient Raging Bull.
With a thunderous roar, it charged towards one of the figures of the old man in linen robes!
"It's useless!"
The old man shook his head with a pitiful expression on his face.
As he spoke, his figure danced once more, creating many illusory images in the blink of an eye.
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