Chapter 52
Words:1994Update:22/06/17 19:13:37
The old man's voice was low and deep. His tone was filled with fear towards Lin Buzheng's father, Lin Shanyue.
Even though it had been twenty years since that incident.
Even though Lin Shanyue's cultivation had been destroyed and he was no different from an ordinary person.
However, when the old man talked about Lin Shan Yue, he still couldn't treat him lightly and treated him indifferently.
From this, one could see how famous Lin Shanyue was in the past!
"Back then, why did my father cause such a ruckus at the Princess Changqing's house?
"Who crippled my father's cultivation?"
"And who is my mother? Is she from the main family? Why haven't I seen her before? "
Lin Buzheng was excited. He thought about many things from the old man's words.
"Young man, sometimes knowing too much isn't a good thing."
"Die!"
It was obvious that the old man was very afraid of Lin Shanyue. He didn't want to talk about this man's past.
Before he finished speaking, he activated the Wind Willow Movement Technique again. His body turned into ten shadows and pounced towards Lin Buzheng.
Boom!
However, Lin Buzheng met the attack with a fist without any fear.
Although the old man's movement technique was very agile and hard to predict, the strength of his palm was limited and not that terrifying.
With the protection of the Great Armor of Desolation, Lin Buzheng was confident that he had the strength to fight the old man!
Boom!
True Qi whistled and killing intent filled the air!
Lin Buzheng's body collided with the old man and tangled with him.
This was definitely Lin Buzheng's toughest battle since he had achieved success in martial arts!
The old man was very strong. Whether it was strength, speed or movement, he far surpassed Blood Face.
Lin Buzheng had to be fully focused and use his full strength in order to fight the hemp robed old man!
Whoosh!
In just a short while, the ground within a hundred feet radius was covered with the old man's palm print.
The deepest palm print was a few feet deep into the ground.
This showed how terrifying the old man's palm was.
Boom!
However, Lin Buzheng's attacks were equally fierce.
The Barbaric Ox Fist struck out with full force. Although there were only six forms, the Martial Intent contained within each form was different. It was bold and unconstrained, soft and hard at the same time, making it hard for the old man to defend against it.
Furthermore, with the nourishment from the Reincarnation Imperial Sutra in his mind, Lin Buzheng's five senses were extremely powerful, far surpassing that of other martial artists of the same realm. He was even comparable to experts in the First Stage of the Qi Path.
When he observed the old man carefully, he noticed some openings in the old man's Body Movement Technique. He launched a few powerful attacks and nearly managed to heavily injure the old man with just one punch, which would have ended the battle.
But overall, Lin Buzheng only had one chance of hitting the old man in linen out of ten attacks. The chances of success were still too low!
"It's useless!"
"Ignorant junior, give up!"
"The Barbaric Ox Fist is only a Body Tempering Technique. It's not suitable for fighting. No matter how high the Barbaric Ox Fist is, it won't be able to make up for this flaw."
The old man was calm and composed. He moved forward and backward, attacked and defended. He was like a willow branch dancing in the wind. He had unleashed the power of the Wind Willow Movement Technique to the maximum and easily dodged most of Lin Buzheng's attacks.
Just like what the old man had said, the Barbaric Ox Fist was a Body Tempering Technique that aimed to temper the martial artist's body and make the martial artist more powerful. However, the Martial Dao techniques it contained were limited, so it wasn't suitable to be used against enemies.
"The Barbaric Ox Fist is only an Inner Force Technique. No matter how high the realm is, its power is far inferior to an Outer Force Technique of the same level.
"Only a branch disciple from a remote village like you can't obtain a powerful Outer Force Technique, so you can only walk the path of Inner Force Technique to the end. How pitiful!"
The old man shook his head and looked at Lin Buzheng with a gaze filled with pity, and there was even a wisp of ridicule and superiority that couldn't be concealed.
"Is that so?"
"How do you know that the power of the Barbaric Ox Fist is inferior to an Outer Force Technique?"
Lin Buzheng stopped attacking and retreated. He looked at the old man thoughtfully as if he had thought of something.
"Ignorant brat. Cultivating Inner Force Technique and Attacking External Force Technique. This is the unchanging rule of the Martial Dao World."
"What do you know?"
The old man looked at Lin Buzheng with disdain. It was as if he was looking at an ignorant bumpkin from a remote village.
"Is that so?"
"To be honest, the Barbaric Ox Fist that I'm practicing actually has another form. Please give me some pointers!"
"However, I'm not very familiar with this move. If I accidentally hurt you, I hope you'll be magnanimous enough to forgive me!"
Lin Buzheng smiled. As he spoke, Qi surged out from his body and formed the shape of an Ancient Barbaric Ox behind him. The ox had sharp horns and roared at the sky.
"Ignorant junior, could it be that you've been frightened by me to the point of losing your mind?"
"There's only a total of six forms in the Barbaric Ox Fist. How could there be a seventh form?"
The old man shook his head in disdain.
The old man had been practicing the Barbaric Ox Fist for sixty years and knew it like the back of his hand. He had never heard of a seventh form in the Barbaric Ox Fist.
"But it doesn't matter. You can use the seventh move of the Raging Ox Fist to loosen up my muscles and broaden my horizons."
The old man sneered. He was waiting to see Lin Buzheng make a fool of himself.
"Senior, you're the one who said it!"
"Here I come!"
Lin Buzheng's face was solemn, and his eyes shone brightly. Before he finished speaking, he raised his right fist and punched the old man with the Earth Shattering Ox Hoof.
"Hmph, what seventh form? Isn't this the first form of the Barbaric Ox Fist?"
"Wait a minute!"
The old man sneered. He was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed. "What's going on? Why did your fist turn into a hoof?"
Boom!
At that moment, as the old man saw, Lin Buzheng's fist was shrouded with true qi and martial intent. His clenched right fist turned into the hoof of a barbaric ox!
Not only that, Lin Buzheng's right arm turned into a muscular and powerful bull's leg.
His body turned into a bull's body that was as tall as a few people.
Even his head had two extremely sharp horns and his eyes were bloodshot – he had turned into a bull's head.
The horns were sharp and the back of the bull was thick. Raising his leg high, he stomped down on the old man's head with a tremendous force!
"Divine power!"
"You're lying!"
"This isn't the seventh form of the Barbaric Ox Fist! It's a divine power, the Bull Transformation Divine Power!"
The old man's eyes widened in shock. Without hesitation, he circulated the Wind Willow Movement Technique to dodge against Lin Buzheng's attack.
Swoosh!
The barbarian bull's hoof landed heavily, but it didn't land on the old man's true body.
Even so, the wind from the stomp of the hoof still cut the hemp clothed old man's face, causing him to feel a stinging pain as if a knife was cutting into his face.
Boom!
Immediately after, the bull's hoof stomped heavily on the ground, leaving a deep pit that was a few feet wide like a spider web.
Sand and pebbles flew and pierced into a tree that was as thick as a few humans.
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