"The kung fu that Du Ying practices is a divine kung fu passed down by the leader of the Demonic Sect — Breathless Kung Fu." Cao Xin looked at the battle in the Death Valley from afar and explained to the four players beside him, "The name of this kung fu sounds ordinary, but it is actually a very profound martial art. If one can master this kung fu, his inner energy will be like a raging river, endless. The practitioner can move for three days and three nights with just a breath of Dantian Qi. "
"Hmm … It sounds a bit like Wudang's Black Tortoise Kung Fu …" Feng Bujue added.
"No, it's not even close," Cao Xin denied. "Black Tortoise Kung Fu focuses on 'Kung Fu'. It's as subtle as a tortoise, calming the mind, and condensing the mind … It's obviously a Taoist kung fu." As he spoke, he pointed at Du Ying in the distance. "The Breathless Kung Fu that Du Ying practices is a genuine Demonic Sect kung fu. This kung fu requires the practitioner to reverse the flow of his meridians and send his mind out … To seize the fortune of heaven and earth, he can use the Qi outside his body for his own use."
Hearing this, Hua Jian, who was quite familiar with Wuxia, asked, "Reversing the flow of his meridians … Won't it be dangerous?"
"Ha … Of course it is." Cao Xin smiled. "Logically speaking, those who reverse the flow of their meridians … will suffer from internal and external damage, suffer from qi deviation, or explode and die."
"So … it will drop …" Xiao Tan widened his eyes and said.
Cao Xin did not answer him. Instead, he continued, "Most of the Demonic Sect's kung fu deviates from the orthodox, and many of them go against the traditional kung fu … Therefore, the orthodox people consider them as' demonic kung fu 'and' demonic kung fu ', and they slander and despise them." He smiled disdainfully. "Humph … But in reality, those who can create such 'demonic' kung fu are the real prodigies."
"Hmm, I agree with that," Feng Bujue added.
Hearing that, Cao Xin glanced at him. His eyes seemed to say, "Master Feng, are you praising yourself?"
Two seconds later, Eunuch Cao continued, "If a type of martial arts can only make the person who practices it go berserk or explode, then who would still practice it? To put it bluntly … it was still a problem with people. Because the people who created those martial arts were too talented, the martial arts they created could only be practiced by those who were very talented. However, in this world, there were still many people with average talent. Especially those so-called righteous people. Eight or nine out of ten of them are pedantic and stupid people. They especially like to be complacent … If a martial art like the Breathless Technique were to fall into their hands, it would naturally be something that would only lead to Qi deviation. "
"Then …" Ruo Yu asked, "What realm has Du Ying's Breathless Skill reached?"
Cao Xin picked up the wine pot hanging at his waist and took a sip. He replied, "About thirty years ago, Du Ying reached the eighth level of this kung fu. In terms of qi alone … there was only one person in the world of martial artists who could compare to him. "
"Ha!" Xiao Tan immediately added, "That person … must be you, Eunuch Cao?"
"Of course not," Cao Xin replied. "As I said, there was only one person in the world of martial artists who could compare to him. I didn't include the people from the government or the palace masters."
"Then …" Hua Jian asked, "Who is that person? Is it Yuan Qi? "
"Ha …" Cao Xin laughed. "At that time, Yuan Qi was just a small fry. How could he be compared to the leader of the Demon Sect?" He didn't wait for the other to ask. After a slight pause, he said, "Thirty years ago, in the world of martial artists, the only person who could beat Du Ying in terms of qi was Yama."
"Speaking of which … who is this' Yama '?" Feng Bujue followed up with a question.
"Well … I'll tell you when I meet him." Cao Xin didn't answer. It seemed that it was not the right time to ask questions. "Don't interrupt me. I'm only halfway through …" He shook his head and continued, "According to legend … there are ten levels of Breathless Kung Fu, but the tenth level, Breathless Heaven and Earth, is not recorded in writing. Only the first leader of the Demon Sect, who created this kung fu, mastered it. After he died, only nine levels of Breathless Kung Fu were passed down. In the years after that … the Demon Sect did produce some talents, but they all stopped at the eighth level, Breathless Mountain and Mountain. So, over time, they believed that the eighth level was the end of the kung fu. "
"Judging from Eunuch Cao's tone …" Feng Bujue's expression changed slightly. "Du Ying has probably surpassed that level, hasn't he?"
"Yes," Cao Xin replied. "In the world today, there are three people who have mastered the ninth level of Breathless Kung Fu, and Du Ying … is one of them."
"What the … I thought no one would be able to master it for many years … But now, there are three people who have mastered it?" Xiao Tan gasped in shock.
"Haha …" Feng Bujue laughed. "Since Eunuch Cao said 'in the world today' and not 'in the martial arts world today', I'm sure … Eunuch Cao has a place among the three, right?"
"Master Feng … you're really smart." Cao Xin praised his Brother Bujue, which was a tacit admission. Two seconds later, he continued unhurriedly, "Fifteen years ago, the Demon Sect fought with the martial arts world of the Central Plains. The last leader, Liu Xiangru, was killed by Yuan Qi, and almost everyone in the Demon Sect was killed. Fortunately … some of them managed to survive. Since there was no place for them in the martial arts world, they decided to seek refuge with the imperial court. The Breathless Kung Fu was a gift they gave to the Brocade Guard. "
"Huh?" Xiao Tan couldn't help but interrupt, "How did you get something that was given to the Brocade Guard?"
"Haha …" Cao Xin replied, "At first, it did fall into the hands of the Brocade Guard, and Shangguan Si (the commander of the Brocade Guard) secretly practiced it for a few months. Until one day, when I saw him outside the palace … I vaguely felt that the vital energy in his body was in disorder. When I probed further, I realized that he was on the verge of qi deviation, so I gave him a few pointers. Three days later, he voluntarily gave me the Breathless Kung Fu and admitted that his talent was limited, so he asked me to 'kindly accept' it. "
"Oh … this Lord Shangguan sure knows how to play," Feng Bujue complained, "When he realized that he couldn't practice it anymore, he came to borrow the flower to offer it to the Buddha."
"He's a smart man …" Cao Xin said, "He knows that … some things can be kept even if they're useless, but some things have to be sold as soon as possible if they can't bring him any benefits. Otherwise, it'll bring disaster."
At this point, Cao Xin turned his gaze to Yuan Qi. "By the way … speaking of smart people, there's another one here."
"You mean … Alliance Leader Yuan?" Hua Jian was the first to react.
"Yes," Cao Xin replied. "Yuan Qi is a person who deserves everyone's respect."
"Ho …" Feng Bujue's tone changed. "He received such an evaluation from Eunuch Cao? Looks like that Yuan Qi must be very talented. "
"Very talented?" Cao Xin laughed. "Haha … no, his talent in all aspects is mediocre. But it is because of that … he deserves our respect. "
…
Just as the Underworld Frontline was getting all kinds of information from the NPCs, the situation at the Death Valley … changed.
After a short standoff, Du Ying leaped down from the high ground.
The people in the valley who were at a disadvantage took this opportunity to escape from the encirclement and retreated to where Du Ying was.
After several breaths, Du Ying landed on the ground. The place where he landed did not even raise a speck of dust.
This level of celestial cultivation made the leaders of many sects suck in a cold breath.
"Alliance Leader Yuan." After Du Ying landed, he ignored the people around him and only looked at Yuan Qi. "I've heard so much about you."
Even though Du Ying was dressed like a normal farmer, the presence of an expert on him was even more powerful than before. The presence that came out of his mouth was like a mountain that was as deep as the abyss. The simple sentence that came out of his mouth … felt like it weighed a ton.
"Mr. Du." Yuan Qi did not refer to Du Ying as' leader ', and he did not call him by his name. Instead, he found a more polite way to address him. "Technically speaking, I should call you' senior '…" Even though he said that, Yuan Qi did not act like a junior. He still held the sword in one hand and placed the other behind his back as he spoke.
"Alliance Leader Yuan, you're too kind." Du Ying's voice was cold and powerless. "I'm just a mountain village man. You're already flattering me by calling me Mr. Du."
"Very well then …" Yuan Qi did not hesitate to drop the pleasantries. "Du Ying, let's cut to the chase …" He asked, "Are you here to stop us?"
"No," Du Ying replied, "I'm here to kill you."
"Humph …" Yuan Qi scoffed.
"There are rules in Buried Heart Valley," Du Ying said. "You can only come in if the King of Hell allows you to; if the King of Hell doesn't allow you to come in, you have to leave; if the King of Hell wants you dead at midnight …"
"Of course!" Yuan Qi cut him off. "Now that we're here, we don't plan to leave, and we don't plan to die."
"I know," Du Ying said. "That's why I'm here to send you off."
"If you think it's possible … then give it a try." Yuan Qi was not afraid of the other party. He put the soft sword back at his waist and said, "As I said … it's a blessing for me that you're still alive. I haven't met an opponent like you for many years."
He was not afraid of offending people when he said this because the martial artists behind him had long recognized him as the best in the world.
"Good!" At this moment, Du Ying's expression changed. His reserved aura also burst out in an instant, accompanied by a wave of air that swept forward.
Yuan Qi stood proudly with his hands behind his back, unmoved.
But the people behind him were in trouble. Those at the level of the sect leader were fine. At most, they staggered back a few steps, but they could still stand firm. But those at the level of disciples and some second-rate figures in the martial arts world fell to one knee, their faces pale.
"Could it be … this is the legendary Haoshoku Haki?"
"Well … it could also be Reiatsu."
Seeing this scene, Feng Bujue and Wang Tanzhi, who were watching from the mountain in the distance, complained one after another.
And their behavior … in exchange for nothing more than Li Ruo Yu and An Yueqin's disdainful eyes.
"Not bad." After seeing this scene, Cao Xin still commented with a calm face. "Exerting force from a distance like a tide, this is the biggest difference between the ninth level and the eighth level. If you're at the eighth level, you can only exert force on the front line. "He said and took another sip of wine." But … he still can't beat Yuan Qi. "
Hearing this sentence, except for Feng Bujue, the other three people in Hell Frontline and the audience watching the live broadcast were all puzzled.
Judging from the scene, Du Ying seemed to be more powerful than Yuan Qi. After all, his internal force could affect the fog. And Yuan Qi only showed speed and strength in the actual combat, which felt that he was not as good as the former leader of the Demon Sect.
Unexpectedly, at the beginning of the battle, Eunuch Cao said such a statement that seemed to be conclusive …
Just as he finished speaking, Yuan Qi … made his move.
In front of Du Ying's huge internal force, speed and skill were useless.
So Yuan Qi's movement was not fast, and he did not use the ultimate soft sword.
He just used the simplest way, rushing straight to Du Ying and pointing at Du Ying's Dantian.
Before the fingertip arrived, the power seemed to be infinite.
At that moment, Du Ying's face suddenly showed a look of shock.
He thought that no one would confront the ninth level of the Breathless Art head-on, because this kind of behavior was like hitting the sea with a fist … No matter how strong the fist was, it could only break the waves for a while, but the power of the sea was endless, and the fist would soon be submerged.
However, Yuan Qi didn't hesitate to choose the most foolish method ….
This was because he had seen through it with a single glance — the only weakness of the opponent's seemingly flawless cultivation technique … was also its strongest point.
"This is ridiculous!" After the shock, Du Ying's heart was filled with anger.
A man who did not like to fight, and he was over sixty years old, shouldn't have this kind of emotion. If a normal person was like that, someone like Du Ying should be even more so.
But at this moment, Du Ying … was angry. When a martial artist found that the level that he had spent his whole life to reach was broken by a junior that he met for the first time, of course, he would be angry …
The Breathless Art was indeed a very powerful martial art, and so was the Destiny Mysterious Art.
In the long run, as long as the martial artist practiced the Destiny Mysterious Art for a long time, his internal force would definitely be stronger than the Breathless Art. But in reality … at least within thirty years, the ninth level of the Breathless Art would be stronger than the Destiny Mysterious Art.
But … a stronger martial art did not mean that one would win.
Human beings were the key to victory.
Du Ying was talented, and his Breathless Art was stronger than Yuan Qi's Mysterious Art, but he had not been in a real battle for many years.
Even before he left the Jianghu, he had not been in many fights because his enemies would be crushed by his internal force before they could even make a move.
On the other hand, Yuan Qi's combat experience was incomparable to anyone else's. When he first entered the Jianghu, even three to five bandits could have taken his life. Before he was thirty, Yuan Qi had been through hundreds of fights of life and death, big and small (because even the weakest of opponents could have killed him). Later on, as his martial arts improved, the opponents he encountered became stronger and stronger …
If one had to compare, Yuan Qi was a man who had fought his way from street fights to the world boxing champion. To put it bluntly … in terms of 'fighting', Du Ying was far inferior to him.
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