novellhall Chapter 35 Refusing to back down on the spot
Chapter 35 Refusing to back down on the spot
The fat monk's laughter subsided slightly.
His right arm suddenly sank, and the huge golden bell in his hand hummed and trembled, spinning rapidly.
The lotus, Buddha, and cloud patterns on the bell all transformed into a hazy light and shadow, stirring up a gust of wind.
"Cheng Yuanhua, you are known as the Eight Immortals of the Cold and Heat, and you have mastered the Bagua Kung Fu of Old Ghost Dong to a high degree. You have also created your own [Qian Yuan Fierce Fire Palm]. I wonder how it compares to my [Kundalini Golden Bell]?"
Before he could finish speaking...
The massive, rapidly spinning golden bell, faintly glowing red, suddenly roared forward.
Suddenly a strong wind arose, blowing dust half a foot into the air in the courtyard, the powerful wind swirling around.
Standing beside his master Cheng Yuanhua, Li Xin truly experienced the energy and potential of qi and blood that had been mentioned earlier.
If what Senior Sister Feiyan said about the rise and fall of the long river remains only in words...
The monk in front of him, with a single thrust of his sword, displayed a force as powerful as a collapsing mountain, which made him truly understand what qi (vital energy) meant.
The sun and moon move across the sky, rivers flow with great waves, and mountains stand tall; each has its own energy and its own domain.
It may be invisible, but it truly exists.
The golden bell roared and crushed down, but the strong wind hadn't even arrived yet.
It felt like my breathing was being suppressed...
The blood and qi are not flowing smoothly throughout the body, and the body's functions are slightly disordered.
Cheng Feiyan involuntarily took a half step back.
Clearly, it was also a psychological blow.
Cheng Yuanhua remained calm, with drooping eyebrows and half-open, half-closed eyes.
As his clothes billowed backward, he moved...
"What kind of bullshit is this Kundalini and Golden Bell? Read the letter carefully."
He took a half step forward, his right arm extending out gently and smoothly, like a willow branch swaying in the spring breeze of March.
It's like wading through water to catch fish... The palm movements are gentle and ever-changing.
It looked like a slow move, but it was a perfectly timed, gentle flick to the right.
The giant bell vibrated and hummed, as if it were stuck to his palm.
As he turned his palm, the golden bell also circled his body.
"go!"
After Cheng Yuanhua finished spinning around, the Golden Bell Spin not only didn't stop, but it got faster and faster.
The golden-red flames on the bell condensed into a faint handprint.
bang...
He took another half step forward, lowered his waist and hips, and used his waist to drive his elbows and palms to press horizontally...
A muffled whistle rang out.
Jin Zhong scored three points faster than when he arrived, and bounced back with a whoosh.
A strong wind swept through, its force almost lifting the stone slabs off the ground, followed by a series of loud cracking sounds.
"Good timing."
The fat monk with the rooster-comb haircut suddenly changed his expression.
He took a deep breath, and his arms suddenly swelled up.
A pair of hands, fiery red like cinnabar, swelled to nearly twice their original size. He stepped back and crossed his hands to block in front of him.
bang...
Where the hands struck, a fiery red light suddenly shone brightly.
The fat monk's clothes on both arms turned to ashes and were shattered by the strong wind, drifting away.
The enormous golden bell let out a long thud and suddenly shattered... exploding into three or four pieces, which fell heavily to the ground.
The monk stepped back, taking three steps in quick succession.
With each step back, her face flushed a little more.
It wasn't until the third step that he finally managed to step firmly, breaking the stone slab under his foot and exhaling a long puff of white air.
"Excellent palm technique... Shaking the body and stepping forward, the fire soars to the sky, truly worthy of the name Qian Yuan Fierce Fire."
However, with this skill alone, it's still a bit lacking to protect your little apprentice.
Upon hearing this, Li Xin's hand trembled slightly, and he placed it on the revolver at his waist.
His expression remained unchanged, but his gaze was indifferent and cold.
So, they came for me after all?
Even though Master didn't say anything, he naturally knew, which is why he called me over early on.
Even though my senior sister didn't say anything, she understood perfectly well. That's why her expression was so unpleasant.
It's very likely that they are wary of the other party.
The result is not.
What puzzled Li Xin was that, despite the fact that the fat monk had clearly been at a disadvantage after exchanging blows with the [Qian Yuan Blazing Fire Palm] while presenting the bell, he remained arrogant, as if he had gained the upper hand.
"The Great Snow Mountain lineage cultivates three channels and seven chakras, and the Golden Bell Monk is most famous for his Vajra Body. He cultivates the Lion, Vajra, Fearless, and Demon-Subduing Seals, making him extremely resilient."
The key issue is that he has powerful backers, a veritable hornet's nest. They can't kill him, and they can't kill him either.
Cheng Feiyan seemed to sense the doubt in Li Xin's heart.
He whispered something to himself.
Upon hearing this, Li Xin understood completely.
The opponent's most proficient technique is the Horizontal Chain Golden Body Technique, which has cultivated the Great Vajra Body.
So, although I suffered a slight loss in the palm strike contest, I did not lose confidence.
He believed he still had a trump card up his sleeve, and that he wouldn't lose if he truly faced his master.
No wonder he can still act so arrogant even after losing a move.
Furthermore, Cheng Feiyan reminded Li Xin of a fact that was difficult to bear.
This era is not the new era of the previous life.
Those who are in charge are people who came from beyond the Great Wall...
The native Han Chinese either became slaves or wanted to become slaves but could not.
To put it bluntly, they're not even second-class citizens.
Second-class citizens, at least they are still considered citizens.
Here, ordinary people are nothing more than ants, livestock, consumables, and mud.
They were born to kneel at the feet of others.
And what about the monk?
He is clearly a master of the Great Snow Mountain Tantric lineage, a true and upright "state religion".
Once you're on the mountain, you're called a "Holy Master"; once you're off the mountain, you're called a "Buddha".
Where is Master Cheng Yuanhua?
He was just an old man without any official position who stayed in the countryside to teach martial arts.
In the eyes of most people in this era, the two sides are completely unequal in status.
The environment and lifestyle of the other party influence one's temperament and physical condition, allowing one to enjoy wealth and luxury.
My master lives a simple life, eating plain food and living a frugal life.
Even if he had some spare money, he mostly spent it on his disciples, so his life was far from affluent.
This vast difference between heaven and earth truly exists.
Even if he could fight, he wouldn't dare.
What an incredibly frustrating era!
No wonder the Qing family could act recklessly right at their doorstep, and both the government and local experts turned a blind eye.
In their eyes, as long as a dog is easy to use, comfortable to use, and obedient and sensible, it is a good dog and deserves protection.
As for whether it harms ordinary people? That's not a big deal.
……
The thought had just crossed Li Xin's mind.
A series of figures flashed past the side door, and the two rushed into the courtyard.
At the head of the group was a refined young man of about twenty-five or twenty-six, who held a long sword upside down.
I've met this Li Xin before.
For the first time, he looked out at the Bagua boxing arena of the Fire God Temple martial arts school from afar, where the refined and elegant senior brother of the Cheng family, Cheng Dalong, was teaching martial arts.
The other person speaks gently and is patient and meticulous, which makes them instantly likable.
After meeting him once, Li Xin later became a follower of the Cheng family's Bagua (Eight Trigrams) and never saw him again.
I only heard from Senior Sister Feiyan that her eldest brother had gone to take care of something important.
I don't know why I happened to come back at this time.
Following behind him was his sixth senior brother, Teng Haodong.
He carried the mandarin duck axes in both hands, his forehead beaded with sweat.
He had tested his skills against Li Xin in the martial arts arena that day... and for the past few days he has been teaching his disciples basic boxing techniques in the arena.
He's already come over.
The martial arts practitioners naturally came as well.
However, those junior disciples were not inner disciples, so they did not enter the gate at this time.
They stood at a distance outside the door, anxiously watching the scene inside, their faces all looking rather grim.
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