"Sure …" Cao Xin said as he strode forward. "But before that … why don't you take a few punches first?"
Feng Bujue heard this and stopped dodging. Instead, he used the Southern Dipper Flying Dragon Fist.
At that moment, the two of them shouted in unison and punched at the same time. Their fighting auras burst out.
This round of attack was the first time Feng Bujue and Cao Xin fought in close combat.
Their fists collided and shadows of their fists filled the sky.
Their four hands exploded in the air like machine guns colliding with each other. This was clearly not the fighting speed that humans should have.
"Actually, it's not bad … Isn't it similar to the Southern Dipper Flying Dragon Fist …" Feng Bujue had already assessed the power of his opponent's fist.
Yes, in the first few seconds, the situation was indeed like this …
However, after a few breaths, Feng Bujue's power was exhausted, but Cao Xin's fist was still powerful.
At this moment, Brother Jue realized where the secret skill was …
"Good … You win!" This was the second time Brother Jue used this word to comment on Eunuch Cao. It was enough to show that this old eunuch's cultivation was indeed admirable.
As soon as he finished speaking, he moved.
Seeing the fist coming at him heavily, Feng Bujue leaped into the air before the Southern Dipper Flying Dragon Fist finished its momentum. With a stomp of his feet, he moved several feet away.
"This Horizontal Vertical Fist …" Cao Xin saw that Eunuch Cao retreated, but he did not intend to chase after him. Instead, he began to explain in his usual indifferent tone. "… It's the foundation of the Zen Sect in the Western Region. The first set of martial arts that their disciples learn after they enter the sect is this fist technique."
"Wow …" Feng Bujue raised his eyebrows. "Then their sect is quite strong. There must be a lot of experts in their sect, right?"
"Uh …" Even though Cao Xin had a strong temperament, he could not help but say, "It should be 'a lot of experts' …"
"Are there more clouds in the sky than shit on the ground?" Feng Bujue retorted almost without thinking.
Cao Xin's expression froze, and his lips twitched a few times. Then, he fell silent for two seconds and decided not to continue discussing this matter with Master Feng. "In any case … Horizontal Vertical Fist is a very easy martial art to learn, but … that doesn't mean that everyone can rely on it to stand alone in the martial arts world."
"I know …" Feng Bujue had actually understood the other party's intentions from the very beginning. He was just mocking him on purpose. "Presumably … this kind of martial arts is easy to learn but hard to master. The further one goes, the harder it gets to practice. So much so that most people would have died long before they could reach your level."
"Heh … Master Feng is indeed quick-witted." Cao Qin smiled and said, "That's right. The Horizontal Vertical Fist's mental cultivation method is very shallow. Even a person with low aptitude and no martial arts foundation … can still learn it. However, there are no shortcuts to practicing this martial art. Regardless of the cultivator's aptitude, if they want to improve, they can only rely on 'hard work'. However, the improvement of this martial art is very slow, and it's not like other peerless martial arts that are separated by 'levels' … Horizontal Vertical Fist only has one level from beginning to end. The longer you practice it, the faster and fiercer your fist will be. There's no end to it. "
"However, a person's life is limited, and … people are fickle …" Feng Bujue continued. "Compared to a peerless martial art that requires thirty to forty years of hard work to unleash its full potential, people are more willing to spend their time on a martial art that can make them a second-rate expert in five to ten years." He shrugged and smiled. "Heh … No wonder this is a Zen martial art …"
"Sigh …" Cao Xin sighed and said, "Master Feng is right … Even in the Zen sects, not many people have the patience to practice this." He shook his head. "Many good martial arts … have declined and been lost like this."
Then, Cao Xin tapped his feet lightly and disappeared.
"He can actually disappear from my sight?" Feng Bujue asked curiously. "What's the trick?"
Before he could make up his mind, the wind from the palm arrived.
Feng Bujue felt the movement of the air and turned around quickly. He saw Cao Xin's palm approaching.
"Trying to trick me?" Brother Bujue glared at Cao Xin and asked in a rhetorical tone. His expression seemed to be saying … I've always been the one to trick others, but no one has ever tried to trick me.
Screech!
Facing the enemy who was charging at him, Feng Bujue took out his kitchen knife at an even faster speed and swung it to meet the attack.
Ping!
In the next second, there was a metallic sound between the two of them.
After the two of them passed each other, a black object flew into the sky and fell in a parabola in the distance.
"You must think that I can't beat your weapon with my bare hands …" Cao Xin, who had rushed behind Brother Bujue, had his back to Feng Bujue. He closed his eyes and said confidently, "But my 'Moving Mountain Iron Hands' is a technique that can break all the weapons in the world with my bare hands. Those who have mastered the Iron Hands Technique can make their hands as hard as iron and as heavy as Mount Tai … Let alone a kitchen knife, even if you were holding a hundred-pound hammer, it would still be knocked out of your hands."
"Haha …" On the other side, Feng Bujue was also facing away from his opponent. He chuckled darkly. "You said …" He slowly raised the cleaver that he had tossed into his right hand. "… this cleaver?"
"What!" Cao Xin was shocked. It was the first time he was shocked.
After being stunned for two seconds, he looked down … only to find that his right hand was gone.
At this moment, he realized that the black object that flew out was not his opponent's weapon, but his own hand.
"How is this possible!" Cao Xin quickly used his left hand to seal two acupoints on his right shoulder to stop the bleeding. He turned around and said in shock.
This unexpected result undoubtedly made his action of "confidently closing his eyes" seem very shameful ….
"Grandpa, you didn't think that … I, Feng Bujue, was using an ordinary kitchen knife, right?" Feng Bujue waved the [Blade of Absolute Defense Breaking] and said with a smile, "Haha … I might as well tell you. The harder something is, the more fragile it is in front of this knife of mine. "
Cao Xin's body trembled slightly. Then, he regained his composure. "Hmm … I was careless."
As he spoke, he secretly activated his True Origin and used another secret technique.
"But … this is also a good opportunity." Cao Xin raised his bloody right wrist. "I can show you a special technique called 'Replenishment of Incomplete Life' …" Halfway through his sentence, many granules that looked like living creatures grew out of his wrist. These granules kept secreting a red gelatinous substance. This substance grew at an extremely fast speed and evolved into bone marrow, blood vessels, muscles … and finally skin.
Not long after, Cao Xin's hand had "grown" back. The new right hand's skin was as white as a baby's. It was obviously different from the rest of his wrist.
"Grandpa …" Seeing this, Feng Bujue's first reaction was not to ask what the name of this technique was. Instead, he asked, "Since you have shown such a technique, then I have to ask … are you really a grandpa?"
Hearing this, Cao Xin smiled. "Master Feng's focus is really quite unique …" His expression changed slightly. "But … there's no harm in telling you …" He paused. "As for me … I have been purified since I was young. As for the 'Rama Mantra', it was after the age of sixty that I mastered it. Replenishment of Incomplete Life has a time limit. After so many years, the body has already adapted to the changes. Even a divine technique can't do anything about it. "
"Alright … My condolences, grandpa …" Feng Bujue looked at him sympathetically.
"There's nothing to be sad about. This is fate." Cao Xin replied indifferently, "If I really had the heart, I would just find a vegetable husband. Over the years, there have been many women who have taken the initiative to find me … But in my opinion, the relationship between men and women is too shallow." Cao Xin replied indifferently, "If I really had the heart, I would just find myself a vegetable husband. (Translator's Note: In the Palace of Ming, there are many women who have taken the initiative to find me.) Not to mention the kinship between flesh and blood, even the friendship between gold and orchids is longer and stronger than that. "
"Hmm … 'gay love' … So that's your type …" Feng Bujue looked at Cao Xin from the corner of his eyes.
"Alright, we've digressed." Cao Xin didn't understand what his Brother Jue was talking about. He just continued, "Let's talk about martial arts …"
As soon as he finished speaking, he moved again.
Using the Sky Extinction Step, his figure disappeared and reappeared …
His Lightness Skill was extremely fast and exquisite.
In the blink of an eye, Cao Xin was once again at Brother Jue's side.
"The Moving Mountain Iron Hands just now was created by a tomb raider from the previous dynasty. This person had three unique skills in his life, namely the Moving Mountain Iron Hands, the Shrinking Bone Skill, and the Tortoise Breathing Skill. With these three skills, he could enter tombs and steal treasures as easily as taking something out of his pocket. " As Cao Xin said this, he had already activated his inner Yuan. Suddenly, seven to eight purple light balls appeared around his body and revolved around him.
"As for the Heart Sutra of Rama, it is said that Rama created it after crossing the river and meditating on the wall for nineteen years on Mount Jiuhua. The person who succeeds in this skill has an exquisite inner breath and can regenerate good fortune." Although Eunuch Cao was attacking and speaking, his attacks were thunderous and merciless. However, his tone of speaking was steady and at ease.
On the other hand, Feng Bujue seemed to be in a difficult situation. He could only dodge and parry. However … He remembered everything that Eunuch Cao said word for word. Moreover, he was still thinking and analyzing it on the spot.
"As for the Purple Brilliant Divine Skill that I'm using now … It was created by me fifteen years ago." Cao Xin controlled the light balls and combined them with his fist technique to form a dense encirclement attack. During the attack, he constantly compressed Feng Bujue's space of movement and gradually forced him into a desperate situation. "As you can see, the Purple Brilliant Divine Skill that I'm currently practicing can make my vital energy materialize and condense it in midair. It can help me attack or defend as I wish."
When Feng Bujue heard this, he quickly took out a water gun from his bag. It was the Stellar Cooling Cannon. Then, he shot at Eunuch Cao who was close by.
After seeing the "slingshot" and "kitchen knife", Cao Xin did not dare to be careless with the strange toy that Feng Bujue took out.
As soon as the toy water gun appeared, Eunuch Cao hurriedly controlled the purple light ball to increase its suppression. He waved his sleeves and activated the [Black Tortoise Force] (Cao Qin could use this move while moving, but it would affect his speed), just in case.
BIU — BIU — BIU —
In the end … the gun only shot out water. This made Cao Xin feel quite confused.
"What's wrong?" He waved his sleeves and asked as he pursued, "Master Feng, are you going to use poison or something like that?"
"So what if I am?" Feng Bujue did not answer his question. Instead, he used a question to answer a question to get more information.
"If that's really the case, then I don't need to block anymore." After Cao Xin said that, he stopped defending. "Many years ago, I was rewarded with a thousand-year-old snow toad by the late emperor. I used it to practice the strongest martial art in the Poison Codex, the Poisonous Cocoon Body. Now … not only am I immune to poison, I can also absorb poison and recover my vital energy. If the weapon in your hand is really poisonous, then you can use it on me. "
"I see …" Feng Bujue pretended to recite. "Phew … Fortunately, I'm not using poison."
"Oh?" Cao Xin was puzzled. "Then what is it?"
"It's something that can make you 'slower'," Feng Bujue replied.
"Hmm …" Cao Xin muttered to himself. At this moment, he already felt that he had slowed down. "Heh … Master Feng, your skills … really open my eyes every time."
"You flatter me." Brother Jue used the effect of the item to create some distance between him and his opponent. Once again, he avoided the danger of losing. "Compared to Eunuch Cao's ability, what are my skills?" He used his left hand to attack with the water gun while the kitchen knife in his right hand was used to defend against the purple light balls. "Speaking of which … if I'm not wrong, Eunuch Cao has already shown me the Destiny Mysterious Technique, Breathless Technique, Woman's Heart, Horizontal and Vertical Fist, Divine Skill of Four Symbols, Ultimate Heavenly Steps, Mountain-Moving Iron Hands, Sutra of Rama, Brilliant Purple Divine Skill, and Poisonous Cocoon Body, right?"
"You have a good memory," Cao Xin replied affirmatively.
"Then, the other two are …" Feng Bujue continued.
"The remaining two …" Cao Xin's expression changed slightly. "They are skills that cannot be taught to others."
"Oh?" Feng Bujue asked with interest. "Then …"
Bang!
A gunshot cut off Brother Jue's words.
Feng Bujue, who was focused on the battle and thought, did not notice that three enemies had arrived behind him.
Therefore, he was shot.
It was a bullet from a sniper rifle, and it was a special type of bullet. Even though Feng Bujue's defense was very high and he had the special effect of 1320 Mean Armor, this bullet … dealt him a lot of damage.
Thankfully, Tie Haitang's marksmanship mastery was not maxed out yet, so the bullet did not hit his head. If it had been a headshot, then there would have been nothing left to say, and he would have died.
Of course, 'death' was acceptable because not long after the scenario started, before they entered Buried Heart Valley, Hua Jian had already used the special effect of the Staff of Asclepius on Feng Bujue. In other words … Brother Jue still had another life.
"Shot in the back … Lung damaged … Corrosive bullet … Bullet left the body … Internal bleeding … Organ damage … Injury worsening … Life Points 15% … 13% … 10% …" In that half a second, information flashed through Feng Bujue's mind. "Unable to breathe … Excessive blood loss … Death in four seconds … Life Points recovery potion … Consumed in two seconds … Continuing blood loss … Unable to heal wounds … Unable to determine Cao Xin's location … Gunner's follow-up attack …"
Phenomenon, deduction, conclusion, strategy … The amount of information that Feng Bujue's brain processed in a short amount of time had surpassed the Anomaly's tactical analysis program.
"Option one, give up the struggle and use the surprise of the enemy team members and Cao Xin after they revive to gain the upper hand." Soon, he came up with two options. "Option two … Rewrite!"
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