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Chapter 88 The Great Skanda Pestle can be captured with one move.
Chapter 88 The Great Skanda Pestle can be captured with one move.
"Shi Miyuan and the emperor have nothing to do with me. I'm just a passing martial arts practitioner."
Su Hanshan said, "Someone told me a fortune telling that there is something nearby that can help me improve my martial arts, so I came over to take a look. Unexpectedly, I saw a corpse on the mountain first."
"You deserve to die for using such a cruel method to kill an old man selling tea on the roadside!"
After hearing this, the man pretending to be the owner of the tea shed was not ashamed, but proud. He laughed and said, "Even if that is cruel, you are too ignorant."
The young man in the tea shed stared at the fake boss's feet, with a look of resentment on his face: "It turns out you are the eight-toed ape demon. You are indeed an expert in torture."
"Back then, I, Master Situ, the Guest Minister of Fuyao Mountain, passed by the Xiangjiang River and heard about You's bad reputation. I spent four days and three nights killing your bandits and tracking them all the way to your lair. Unexpectedly, at the last moment, you were rescued by Leng Youming. After Master Situ returned to the mountain, he cursed several times and was very upset."
"Seeing that you have just restrained your body, and you can still perform Qinggong smoothly even when you shrink your bones. You are using Shaolin's authentic mental method, which Leng Youming must have adopted in recent years. The so-called left and right judges, and the impermanence of the four directions. Among these six disciples, there are One of them is you."
The eight-toed ape demon does not mean that he only has eight toes, but that the middle toes and ring toes of his two feet are naturally connected by skin and flesh.
His feet grew wider again, and after breaking free from the straw sandals, each toe was exposed. This phenomenon was not difficult to detect.
"That's right, I am Northern Wuchang now, and I have come here specifically to demand the life of this miracle doctor Zhang!"
The fake boss moved his feet, "Being killed by my poison saves me from doing anything, and it is also the most comfortable way for you to die. Since you refuse, when my master arrives, you will regret that you died too slowly. ”
As soon as he finished speaking, his body had already fallen away.
Although the miracle doctor Zhang Shuwei is famous for his medical skills, he is also very knowledgeable in internal energy and acupuncture.
In terms of real kung fu in the North, there is no guarantee of winning against a miracle doctor without any injuries, not to mention that there are two young men with good martial arts skills next to him.
But he was sure that Zhang Shuwei was old and would not take the initiative to pursue him. The young man from Fuyao Mountain had important responsibilities and could not leave the miracle doctor without permission.
As long as he retreats, at most one person will catch up, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
But Bei Wuchang didn't expect that as soon as his feet moved, his body was swept away less than two feet, and the people from Fuyao Mountain had already reached out and drawn their swords, and jumped to chase him out.
The young man's sword was hidden in the coir raincoat. The coir raincoat was placed on another table. The wood of the table was old and the legs were unstable.
But when he pulled out the sword, neither the table nor the coir raincoat shook at all, as if it was just a flash of yellow light that suddenly burst out from them.
The blade of the sword is in front, as straight as a ruler, cutting through the air. The young man's body is behind, seemingly without any resistance. He uses the sword energy to increase the speed of Qinggong, chasing the northern impermanence.
However, before this young man's sword could catch up with Northern Impermanence.
Su Hanshan's figure, at some point, disappeared from the place, appeared above Bei Wu Chang's head, and covered it with a palm.
Northern Impermanence rolled his eyes, and with a loud shout, he threw his fist upward.
The way he punches is not like an ordinary person bending and then straightening his arm to hit the target with his fist, but like using his fist as a heavy weapon, swinging it from bottom to top.
This is the Great Skanda Pestle in Shaolin's unique skills.
Among the common weapons in Buddhism, the pestle is actually a chisel, which is often shorter and thicker, with a swollen top and a sharp lower end.
People who practice the pestle hold the middle part of the iron pestle with their hands. The upper end can hit people and the lower end can gouge people. The moves and boxing techniques have many similarities.
Therefore, although Northern Impermanence has no weapons in his hands, this punch really shows the essence of the Great Skanda Pestle.However, Su Hanshan's previous test of the first move had basically tested this person's adaptability and skill. Now when the palm was struck, he used [-]% of his power and used the Zhen Zi Jue slightly, without any scruples, to fight head-on.
Beifang Wuchang's fist hit Su Hanshan's palm, and the bones in his fist were immediately painful enough to break.
What struck above him was not a well-proportioned young man, but a huge Tarzan stone falling from the sky, unstoppable.
After slapping his fist away with that palm, the other palm reached forward and pressed on his head.
Beifang Wuchang's head was not broken, but his whole body was like a pile. His bones and flesh were all wrapped together, and he fell down. From the waist down, he sank into the soil. His upper body was swaying, dizzy and weak.
Su Hanshan landed in front of him, turned sideways, and looked at the young man holding the sword.
The man had already come within two feet. He didn't expect Bei Wuchang to be defeated so quickly, but he put away his sword in a hurry and stood firmly on his feet.
"Not only is the movement fast, but the skill is also so strong!"
The young man exclaimed, looked Su Hanshan up and down, took a breath, clasped his hands into his fists, and said energetically, "My name is Li Chaoyang. Thank you very much for saving my life just now, and now for restraining this evil thief."
Su Hanshan hummed and gave his name.
Uncle Zhang also walked out of the tea shed, thanked him with his hands, and then glanced at Li Chaoyang: "You are getting more and more reckless."
The evil intentions of the North's impermanence are obvious, while Su Hanshan's origins are unpredictable.
In this situation, Li Chaoyang went directly to pursue Bei Wuchang and took the initiative to separate from his companions. It was really reckless.
"The old man has better martial arts than me, more experience than me, and his medical skills are the most valuable in the world. Since Brother Su has shown good intentions, even if he is not a good person, he cannot fall out of favor in a hurry."
Li Chaoyang said plausibly, "And the eight-toed ape demon is a beast who kills people to vent his anger whenever things go wrong. If he were to run away today, I don't know how many more people would be killed."
Uncle Zhang helplessly stroked his beard: "As expected of Li Qiumian's student... But how did he teach a student like you?"
The logic is correct and the intentions are good, but it is too straightforward to say "Brother Su is not a good person" in front of others.
"Ha ha!"
Su Hanshan laughed instead, "You really have something to say directly, okay, I also hate those meandering things."
He lowered his head and patted the eight-toed ape demon on the head, "Hey, do you have any special insights into using internal energy to temper the spine?"
At the same time as he spoke, he poured in a pure Yang skill to explore the condition of this person's body.
Northern Impermanence's internal strength appears to be really strong, not the soft nature of the Ming Dynasty. However, with this person's skill, it is obvious that he has not reached the realm of heavenly ladder, and it cannot be seen that there is any special cultivation of the meridians of the spine. .
"What, what internal force tempers the spine?"
Beifang Wuchang woke up and noticed an internal force flowing down from the top of his head, sealing several important points on his body. Hearing this, he was shocked and said, "You are a young boy, are you thinking about reborn and reaching the realm of a master?"
(End of this chapter)
"Shi Miyuan and the emperor have nothing to do with me. I'm just a passing martial arts practitioner."
Su Hanshan said, "Someone told me a fortune telling that there is something nearby that can help me improve my martial arts, so I came over to take a look. Unexpectedly, I saw a corpse on the mountain first."
"You deserve to die for using such a cruel method to kill an old man selling tea on the roadside!"
After hearing this, the man pretending to be the owner of the tea shed was not ashamed, but proud. He laughed and said, "Even if that is cruel, you are too ignorant."
The young man in the tea shed stared at the fake boss's feet, with a look of resentment on his face: "It turns out you are the eight-toed ape demon. You are indeed an expert in torture."
"Back then, I, Master Situ, the Guest Minister of Fuyao Mountain, passed by the Xiangjiang River and heard about You's bad reputation. I spent four days and three nights killing your bandits and tracking them all the way to your lair. Unexpectedly, at the last moment, you were rescued by Leng Youming. After Master Situ returned to the mountain, he cursed several times and was very upset."
"Seeing that you have just restrained your body, and you can still perform Qinggong smoothly even when you shrink your bones. You are using Shaolin's authentic mental method, which Leng Youming must have adopted in recent years. The so-called left and right judges, and the impermanence of the four directions. Among these six disciples, there are One of them is you."
The eight-toed ape demon does not mean that he only has eight toes, but that the middle toes and ring toes of his two feet are naturally connected by skin and flesh.
His feet grew wider again, and after breaking free from the straw sandals, each toe was exposed. This phenomenon was not difficult to detect.
"That's right, I am Northern Wuchang now, and I have come here specifically to demand the life of this miracle doctor Zhang!"
The fake boss moved his feet, "Being killed by my poison saves me from doing anything, and it is also the most comfortable way for you to die. Since you refuse, when my master arrives, you will regret that you died too slowly. ”
As soon as he finished speaking, his body had already fallen away.
Although the miracle doctor Zhang Shuwei is famous for his medical skills, he is also very knowledgeable in internal energy and acupuncture.
In terms of real kung fu in the North, there is no guarantee of winning against a miracle doctor without any injuries, not to mention that there are two young men with good martial arts skills next to him.
But he was sure that Zhang Shuwei was old and would not take the initiative to pursue him. The young man from Fuyao Mountain had important responsibilities and could not leave the miracle doctor without permission.
As long as he retreats, at most one person will catch up, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
But Bei Wuchang didn't expect that as soon as his feet moved, his body was swept away less than two feet, and the people from Fuyao Mountain had already reached out and drawn their swords, and jumped to chase him out.
The young man's sword was hidden in the coir raincoat. The coir raincoat was placed on another table. The wood of the table was old and the legs were unstable.
But when he pulled out the sword, neither the table nor the coir raincoat shook at all, as if it was just a flash of yellow light that suddenly burst out from them.
The blade of the sword is in front, as straight as a ruler, cutting through the air. The young man's body is behind, seemingly without any resistance. He uses the sword energy to increase the speed of Qinggong, chasing the northern impermanence.
However, before this young man's sword could catch up with Northern Impermanence.
Su Hanshan's figure, at some point, disappeared from the place, appeared above Bei Wu Chang's head, and covered it with a palm.
Northern Impermanence rolled his eyes, and with a loud shout, he threw his fist upward.
The way he punches is not like an ordinary person bending and then straightening his arm to hit the target with his fist, but like using his fist as a heavy weapon, swinging it from bottom to top.
This is the Great Skanda Pestle in Shaolin's unique skills.
Among the common weapons in Buddhism, the pestle is actually a chisel, which is often shorter and thicker, with a swollen top and a sharp lower end.
People who practice the pestle hold the middle part of the iron pestle with their hands. The upper end can hit people and the lower end can gouge people. The moves and boxing techniques have many similarities.
Therefore, although Northern Impermanence has no weapons in his hands, this punch really shows the essence of the Great Skanda Pestle.However, Su Hanshan's previous test of the first move had basically tested this person's adaptability and skill. Now when the palm was struck, he used [-]% of his power and used the Zhen Zi Jue slightly, without any scruples, to fight head-on.
Beifang Wuchang's fist hit Su Hanshan's palm, and the bones in his fist were immediately painful enough to break.
What struck above him was not a well-proportioned young man, but a huge Tarzan stone falling from the sky, unstoppable.
After slapping his fist away with that palm, the other palm reached forward and pressed on his head.
Beifang Wuchang's head was not broken, but his whole body was like a pile. His bones and flesh were all wrapped together, and he fell down. From the waist down, he sank into the soil. His upper body was swaying, dizzy and weak.
Su Hanshan landed in front of him, turned sideways, and looked at the young man holding the sword.
The man had already come within two feet. He didn't expect Bei Wuchang to be defeated so quickly, but he put away his sword in a hurry and stood firmly on his feet.
"Not only is the movement fast, but the skill is also so strong!"
The young man exclaimed, looked Su Hanshan up and down, took a breath, clasped his hands into his fists, and said energetically, "My name is Li Chaoyang. Thank you very much for saving my life just now, and now for restraining this evil thief."
Su Hanshan hummed and gave his name.
Uncle Zhang also walked out of the tea shed, thanked him with his hands, and then glanced at Li Chaoyang: "You are getting more and more reckless."
The evil intentions of the North's impermanence are obvious, while Su Hanshan's origins are unpredictable.
In this situation, Li Chaoyang went directly to pursue Bei Wuchang and took the initiative to separate from his companions. It was really reckless.
"The old man has better martial arts than me, more experience than me, and his medical skills are the most valuable in the world. Since Brother Su has shown good intentions, even if he is not a good person, he cannot fall out of favor in a hurry."
Li Chaoyang said plausibly, "And the eight-toed ape demon is a beast who kills people to vent his anger whenever things go wrong. If he were to run away today, I don't know how many more people would be killed."
Uncle Zhang helplessly stroked his beard: "As expected of Li Qiumian's student... But how did he teach a student like you?"
The logic is correct and the intentions are good, but it is too straightforward to say "Brother Su is not a good person" in front of others.
"Ha ha!"
Su Hanshan laughed instead, "You really have something to say directly, okay, I also hate those meandering things."
He lowered his head and patted the eight-toed ape demon on the head, "Hey, do you have any special insights into using internal energy to temper the spine?"
At the same time as he spoke, he poured in a pure Yang skill to explore the condition of this person's body.
Northern Impermanence's internal strength appears to be really strong, not the soft nature of the Ming Dynasty. However, with this person's skill, it is obvious that he has not reached the realm of heavenly ladder, and it cannot be seen that there is any special cultivation of the meridians of the spine. .
"What, what internal force tempers the spine?"
Beifang Wuchang woke up and noticed an internal force flowing down from the top of his head, sealing several important points on his body. Hearing this, he was shocked and said, "You are a young boy, are you thinking about reborn and reaching the realm of a master?"
(End of this chapter)
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