My Destiny Illustrated Book of the Moon

Chapter 632: I can beat you into a porridge with this punch

"Huh...huh..."

In the dark room, the girls' breathing sounds came one after another. The night was like a soft gauze, it fell silently, blurring the outline of the room, the moonlight brushed across the texture of the night, flowing through reality, mixing with the illusory dream, and mixing a charming and sweet fragrance.

The girl's fragrance flowed with the wind, gradually filling the space.

If Bai Ye was awake, he would definitely remember the words of a certain young man, "There is no need to add fragrance to your room. It is not even the icing on the cake, it is just adding fuel to the fire." Then he would smile and sigh at his foresight, or blush and shyly mutter his gentlemanly remarks.

But now, she is crossing her arms in front of her chest, immersed in a sweet dream. Compared to the well-behaved girl, her servant seems much more heroic. The red-skirted emperor turns her baby-like cute sleeping face to the performer, with her right hand around the girl's waist and her left hand dishonestly reaching into her hem, enjoying the softness of her master, who will surely be jealous if her master knows.

You easily accomplished what Sakutsuki couldn't do. You are worthy of being here, Nero-chan.

Of course, Alice and the others also fell asleep in this room. They lay side by side on the small bed, hugging each other. They were so cute that one could not help but wish to have a daughter or a cat.

He fell asleep peacefully like this, even though the waves were surging outside, and conspiracies and calculations were rampant, adding an uneasy tint to the march of the Moon Holy Grail War.

Yes, adequate rest is necessary, and no one will disturb the peace of this moment——

Buzz!
The notification sound of the terminal broke through the door, disturbing the peace in the room in an unromantic way. Bai Ye moaned, opened his hazy eyes, and connected the terminal completely by instinct.

"Hey--"

"Something bad is happening, Hakuno!"

The voice of the leader of the resistance army, Miss Tsundere Rin, rang out. She knew it was not a good idea to call in the middle of the night, but she also knew how to get the person on the other end of the line to restart their phone as quickly as possible:
"Shuoyue, he ran out of his room!"

Oh, Shuoyue ran out of his room... No choice, go to sleep...

and many more.

New moon.

New Moon?!
"What did you say?" Nero's soprano voice suddenly rose to a pitch that made the room buzz. He was indeed an artist who claimed to rival the god of music Apollo. "Is the governor out of the safe range?"

As Nero woke up, Bai Ye's face suddenly turned red, and her eyes became watery, reflecting surprise and anger. She silently lowered her head and looked at her chest, which had grown to an E cup after sleeping and was still moving... until Nero smiled and moved his hands away.

"You will sleep on the sofa from now on."

"Player?!"

For the sake of Alice who was rubbing her eyes, Hakuno suppressed his embarrassment and returned to the topic: "Rin, what's going on now?"

"To be honest, half an hour had already passed when I received the message from the familiar..." Rin didn't explain the reason. After all, it was too embarrassing to say that Sailor Moon was sealed in a quilt. "As a result, when I opened the magic light curtain, I saw Sakutsuki boxing!"

"Well, keep talking, Rin." Hakuno quickly changed into his battle uniform and tied up his long hair. He looked heroic and at the same time had the leisure to joke, "As long as it's not lines like 'I'm so cold', 'Is this world going to be better', or 'My hands and feet are cold in broad daylight', I can handle it."

"???" Rin certainly didn't know what weird things Shuoyue had stuffed into Baiye's head. "From the battle scene, there is only one Servant fighting Shuoyue, but his strength is undoubtedly top-notch. The enemy has red hair and wears a golden-red martial arts uniform. He should be a martial artist from China!"

"From China?"

"This is not a guess, because both Shuoyue and this martial artist are using the same skill in battle!" Lin swallowed his saliva, unable to look away from the fierce battle scene, "It can't be wrong, it's the ancient martial art from China - Bajiquan!"

Hakuno paused slightly, and the man in military uniform who had spared her life in the assassination space reappeared in her memory: "I know, that's Julius's Servant."

"What?!" Rin sat up in shock from her dying illness. "You mean Julius? The gloomy-faced bastard who assassinated countless Masters? Is this his Servant? No, no, no, the most important thing is, the opponent fighting against Sakutsuki is just an assassin?"

How could the class with the worst performance fight against Shuoyue on equal terms? No, it even had the upper hand!

"It could be that Sakutsuki didn't use his full strength, or there's something special about Julius's Servant." Hakuno took out the hairband in his mouth, tied up his flowing hair, and strode out the door. "But no matter what, the information that Sakutsuki left his room has been exposed. Before more masters arrive... I have to go help him."

"But you will eventually become his opponent, right? Do you have the confidence to defeat Shuoyue in a one-on-one fight?"

Hakuno didn't stop when she heard Rin's whisper, she pushed the door open with a brisk tone.

"So, Rin, why did you tell me this?"

"Eh? This..."

The brown-haired girl had no worries about the future at all. Her eyes were bright. She said goodbye to Rin politely, hung up the phone, and started running in the corridor with Nero.

The other end of the communication fell into silence. In the other room, the girl with twin ponytails sniffed and wrapped herself tighter in the quilt. In the dim room, only the fiercely conflicting light from the magic light screen made Rin's eyes look like shining gems.

After a long time, a complex sigh was heard.

"The topic has been changed just like that... You're getting more and more cunning, Hakuno."

----

The same skill will produce different effects in the hands of different people.

For example, although they all possess the highest level (EX) clairvoyance, the Flower Magician Merlin can only see the present, while the Hero King Gilgamesh can see the future. Only the Magician King Solomon can see any corner of the timeline.

The same goes for Noble Phantasms, even if El-Melloi II's disciple Gray possessed King Arthur's Holy Lance, she could not unleash the full power of Rongomyniad like her ancestor.

However, Chinese martial arts (Bajiquan), which is based on the highest level of techniques, is more picky and strict. Since it is the most difficult skill to learn, this skill is different from other skills. Only A can finally be said to be "learned". If it is +++, it is an expert among experts.

What Shuoyue is facing is a martial artist who has pushed the martial arts that interpret the ultimate principles of the universe to the pinnacle. Compared with various other methods, using Bajiquan to fight against him is obviously more dangerous and difficult, just like wielding a big sword in front of Guan Gong - in front of the martial arts master, any variables and methods cannot escape his experience and fierce fists honed by years.

His name is Li Shuwen—a martial artist who is unmatched in both boxing and spearmanship!

After fighting for so long, even someone as proud as Shuoyue had to admit that in terms of close combat skills alone, he was no match for Li Shuwen.

boom!
Veins bulged on his arm. It was clearly a human arm, but it was like a battering ram, smashing heavily into the young man's chest. The young man also endured all the force of the blow with the perseverance of a city wall.

Then, he turned around and punched!
"The flaw is too big!" Although he had a thin figure, his aura was like that of a lion or tiger. Li Shuwen raised his head to dodge and then punched Shuoyue on the head!

Crack, a crisp bone-breaking sound was heard, and the fantasy-level defense was destroyed. Blood burst out from the corners of Shuoyue's eyes, but his golden vertical pupils did not dim at all. Instead, he retreated steadily to make room, swung out a right swing, forcing Li Shuwen to give up the opportunity to attack, and then sneaked forward, attempting to hug and throw him.

The golden and red martial robe fluttered, and Li Shuwen used Shuoyue's back as a stepping stone, and landed on the ground like a flying swallow. In the blink of an eye, he exchanged positions with him. Without looking back, he continued to roll, and just avoided Shuoyue's turning whip fist.

"Huh..." White mist rolled out of Shuoyue's mouth, like a dragon breathing in and out clouds. As the third method was put into operation, his mind, which was slightly dizzy due to the direct attack, quickly recovered. The young man hunched his chest and abdomen, and approached Li Shuwen with a boxing-style stance.

Then, he threw a jab at a speed that broke the wind!
The air exploded, and time seemed to slow down in an instant. Li Shuwen quickly lowered his body to avoid the attack, but he never expected that Shuoyue's jab was just a slow swing. The wind made a shrill sound, and his pupils contracted. What magnified in his eyes at that instant was the young man's knee that was raised like a horn!
boom!
Just like being hit head-on by a galloping beast, Li Shuwen was pushed into the air. The warrior's warning signs made him instinctively defend himself, and Shuoyue also exhaled and spoke without hesitation, and stepped forward violently.

Dragon species transformation, comprehensive liberation!

The blood was boiling, and the young man's upper body was tense, like a large ox-horn bow with a full string. With the crackling of bones and muscles, he shot out a heavy punch like an arrow! !

Visible air waves exploded with the sonic boom, and the golden-red robe flew backwards like a broken wing. Shuoyue saw through Li Shuwen's attempt to distance himself from him and strode forward, but the moment Li Shuwen landed, he grabbed the broken floor and threw the gravel mixed with sand at Shuoyue.

Throwing sand to cover the eyes! This little trick is simple but effective. Even the servants will be blinded. When Shuoyue's vision became clear, Li Shuwen's bloody face, which looked like a demon, was close at hand.

Even though he was seriously injured, he was still fierce enough to advance instead of retreating!
I’m going to... Shuoyue was shocked and stepped back subconsciously, but a calf was inserted into his crotch like an iron pillar, and his posture was disrupted with just a touch.

It's too late to change tactics!

"Hah!" Li Shuwen's eyes were murderous. He cut Shuoyue's blocking arm with his hand. He exerted all his strength and moved forward horizontally. He pushed instead of hit. His raised arm was like a sweeping evil star, imprinting heavily on the young man's chest.

Baji·Dingxin Elbow!
The move that Shuoyue used to blow up the servant Saber with one blow was now used more fiercely by Li Shuwen. As the subject who bore the blow, Shuoyue did not fly backwards, but half-knelt on the ground, with blood and some indescribable fragments oozing uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth.

Like the sound of an eggshell breaking, it echoed and peeled off within him.

Shuoyue felt as if his internal organs had exploded at that moment, and now he was like a bowl filled with eight-treasure porridge, which would overflow with just a slight shake.

"Rely on your own strength and use the opponent's strength. This is martial arts, this is reason."

Li Shuwen wiped the blood off his face, put his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice: "Bajiquan can reach far away places in all directions, but that's all. Boxing is not like weapons, and its range is only within a square inch."

"If you knock the enemy away, it means you are handing over the initiative to others." He shook his head, "This is not the right way."

As for what is the correct way to do it, Grand Master Li has already done it himself and let someone have the opportunity to experience it.

"Sakutsuki! We are here to help you--!"

The shouts came from far away and gradually got closer. Nero and Bai Ye hurried over from the other end of the corridor and stood in front of Shuoyue, who was kneeling on one knee with a very nervous look on his face.

After hanging up the call, Bai Ye naturally had no means to monitor the scene. She only had time to see the second half of the battle. She looked at Shuo Yue, whose mouth was bloody and whose face was pale, and felt distressed and angry: "Saber!"

"I understand, Master!" Nero held his sword horizontally in front of him and looked at Li Shuwen vigilantly, "Don't worry, Governor. With me here, no one can hurt you."

"You have always protected me before." Bai Ye's eyes were full of tenderness, "Now it's my turn to protect you, teacher."

"Hehe, I didn't expect Shuoyue to have weak moments too."

"So it's time for us to show our femininity, Saber."

"Yeah, leave it to me!"

The Master and the Servant were full of confidence, ready to perform well in front of their loved ones, but they did not notice that Shuo Yue stared blankly, then pushed the two girls away, straightened his appearance, and stood opposite the martial arts master.

He bowed, performed the etiquette of a disciple.

"I would like to be taught."

"Eh? Eh!" Nero's angry expression gradually turned into confusion, and the ahoge on her head turned into a question mark. Bai Ye on the side also widened his eyes in disbelief, his face full of confusion.

No, not long ago you were fighting to the death, Shuoyue almost killed the master with one punch, and Li Shuwen almost beat Shuoyue's brains out, right?
What's going on? A life-and-death situation turned into a master-disciple situation?

Or is this what people who practice martial arts are like?
Looking at the serious Shuoyue and the confused Baiye Nero, Li Shuwen's eyes flashed with a hidden smile: "It's okay, I will accept your respect, but you should know that the real difficulty lies with someone else."

"Of course." After the greeting, Shuoyue stood up in a friendly manner, "Then I'll take my leave."

Just like that, he exposed his back to the assassin who was ready to kill him with one blow, the grandmaster of unparalleled boxing skills, and then disappeared step by step at the end of the corridor.

When they came to the corner, Nero and Hakuno, who were following Sakutsuki, didn't have time to ask what was going on before they saw the young man stop and said, "I see, letting Assassin consume my energy is for your victory."

As soon as he finished speaking, a scorching breath spread out, and invisible tongues of fire burned Shuoyue and the others. Even though they were clearly aware that it was the dead of night, wasn't the light shining at the end of the corridor as dazzling as the sun?
Its daybreak.

Where the sun rises, there is a knight like a prince charming, standing side by side with the ideal king saint.

Leo, and his servant Gawain.

"Hello, everyone." Leo looked at the three of them and smiled calmly.

"We have been waiting here for a long time."

----

When the storm subsided, Julius, the captain of the anti-terrorist unit of the Western European chaebol and Leo's half-brother, came to his Servant.

"Why let them go? If you can get another hit, Leo won't have to waste his energy."

Facing the Master's questioning, the Grand Master, who was still wearing a golden and red martial uniform and looked like a young man, gave a wry smile. At this moment when no one was around, he finally relaxed his will, untied his tightly clenched arms, and then lifted them up forcefully for the Master to see.

"!!!" Julius looked at the Servant's violently shaking arms and fell into unbelievable silence.

"As you can see, Master, my arm is completely useless." Li Shuwen responded to the bad news with a heroic laugh, "Oh, I didn't expect that there is still such a solid barrier under my fist."

Although Li Shuwen preached like a master and Shuoyue acted like a disciple, they both knew in their hearts who the real winner of this confrontation was.

If Shuoyue was willing to untie the restraints and not just fight with martial arts, the assassin would not be able to last more than ten rounds with his weak body.

But - so what?

Recalling the life-and-death fight that made even the soul tremble, Li Shuwen's smile naturally became ferocious.

"Although I warned myself not to do anything rash, with such delicious wine right in front of me, how could I not drink it to my heart's content?"

Julius had no feelings towards the mutual respect between warriors. He just frowned and asked: "How long will it take before it can be used?"

"As long as I have enough magic power, this little injury is nothing to worry about."

Li Shuwen answered casually, then seemed to realize something and looked at his Master.

"But I don't think there's any use in a sneak attack."

"Why do you say that?"

"Heh..." Upon hearing this, Li Shuwen laughed, shook his head and sighed.

"That young man——is no longer someone that a Servant can defeat."

On the night of the eighteenth day of the Holy Grail War, the Grand Master who stood at the pinnacle of martial arts warned his Master:

"That is a true monster (Hatsune the Devil) in human skin."

(End of this chapter)