Grand Master of Martial Arts

Chapter 50

This time the Great Emperor discussed the Dao, it took a full two days, and when it was over, Lin Xuan seemed as if he had passed away.

"This is the complete body-refining-level martial arts theory!"

"In the entire continent, no one, not even the Great Emperor, or even the Supreme, can compare to me in terms of martial arts theory at the Body Refining Realm."

"The divine way is perfect!"

At the end of the discussion, Lin Xuan can already wake up and improve his realm.

But he chose to continue immersing his consciousness into the holy mountain.

"The quality of the Divine Dao technique has reached the ninth grade of the Huang rank. Even without the aid of primordial stones, if I practice step by step, within half a month, my realm can be upgraded to the ninth realm of body training!"

"It's only to improve the realm, and the strength is limited. You must have the martial arts that match your own realm to be considered perfect!"

"Martial arts!"

In Lin Xuan's thought, hundreds of thousands of martial arts flew over and danced in the sky above the mountain.

These hundreds of thousands of martial arts books are all of yellow quality.

"Martial skills that are too low in quality are useless. I should practice Huang-level ninth-rank martial skills."

Lin Xuan thought again, and out of the hundreds of thousands of martial arts, [-] martial arts immediately flew out, all of which were ninth-grade Huang rank.

"Turn the page!"

A hundred books of martial arts flew in front of Lin Xuan, and they turned the pages quickly at the same time. The speed of turning the pages was dazzling.

However, these secret books are originally Lin Xuan's memory, and Lin Xuan can fully present them in his mind with just a little recollection.

[-] cheat books, within the time of a stick of incense, Lin Xuan finished browsing.

However, Lin Xuan didn't choose any martial arts, instead he frowned.

"Huang-level kung fu has too many flaws. Even if it is perfected by later emperors or even supreme powerhouses, there are still hundreds of weaknesses."

"The Shinto skills I practice are perfect, how can I practice martial arts with so many flaws?"

Lin Xuan's mind trembled, he had a new idea.

"Since kung fu can be fused into Shinto kung fu through the Great Emperor's Discourse, why can't these martial arts be fused into perfect Shinto kung fu in the same way?"

The soul power provided by the soul-gathering fruit still remains, and Lin Xuan can completely launch the Great Emperor's Discourse on Dao again!
"Try it!"

He released his soul power and activated the Divine Mountain Spirit Card again.

The remnants of the great emperors resurfaced in the mountains again.

"My lords, please help Lin Xuan perfect his Huang-level martial arts!"

However, the reality is different from Lin Xuan's imagination, the emperors did not start discussing the Dao again.

"Isn't it possible?"

Just when Lin Xuan was extremely disappointed, a great emperor spoke up, his voice was like a bell, which woke Lin Xuan up.

"There are thousands of martial arts skills, divided into weapons and fighting. There are thousands of weapons, including dozens of swords, guns, swords and halberds. Fighting is also divided into genres such as fists, palms, legs, and fingers."

"Different schools have different emphases. Studying one of them is already climbing the peak of heaven. How to integrate them into one?"

Lin Xuan slapped his head: "I'm really stupid. Boxing and swordsmanship, one with a sword and the other without a sword, naturally cannot be integrated."

He bowed deeply to the great emperor who woke him up.

"Thank you for your advice!"

Lin Xuan thought for a while: "I don't have a weapon yet, so I might as well practice boxing first!"

Having made a decision, he turned to the mountain and shouted loudly: "My lords, please help Lin Xuan perfect Huang-level boxing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the boxing manuals in the sky were opened, and a dazzling golden light bloomed.

The voice of the great emperor discussing the Tao echoed in the holy mountain again.

"Fist, the root of a warrior, is the most convenient 'weapon' for a warrior."

"A good boxing technique emphasizes strength, speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness!"

"Using boxing, you must have enough strength to break mountains and rivers with one punch!"

"Exercise the boxing technique, the speed must be fast, the boxing wind passes through the border like a storm!"

"Exercise the boxing method, the punch must be accurate, and the boxing shadow is as you like!"

"Using boxing, the fist must be ruthless, one punch, the bone will be broken and the enemy will die!"

……

Lin Xuan was fascinated by the study, accompanied by the sound of the great emperors discussing the Dao like a bell, he couldn't help waving his fist.

In reality, Lin Xuan's body suddenly stood up, startling Fat Tiger who was practicing boxing!
He hurriedly looked, only to see that Lin Xuan's eyes were closed, but his body was displaying martial skills.

Lin Xuan's fist was as swift as the wind for a moment, and the shadow of the fist filled the sky, making it hard to tell whether it was real or not.

It was like thunder for a while, and the fist wind was dull and heavy, accompanied by a faint roar.

For a while, it was like a mountain, and it was like a mountain pressing down on the top, making people breathless.

For a moment, it was like water, entangled in soft waves, no matter how dodge, it was impossible to avoid it.

It was like a fire for a while, and it burst into flames, like a volcanic eruption!

Fat Tiger was dumbfounded. He had never seen or heard of any kind of boxing in the world that could have such a variety of styles.

The Earth Rhinoceros Fist that he cultivated immediately fell into a disadvantage when compared with the boxing that Lin Xuan was using at this moment.

"What kind of boxing is this?"

Just when Fat Tiger couldn't figure it out, Lin Xuan suddenly charged towards him.

"Fuck!"

Fat Tiger dodged in a hurry, he knew that Lin Xuan was subconsciously performing the fist at this moment, and he would naturally wake up when the boxing was finished.

He wanted to hide, but Lin Xuan's speed was much faster than him, and he couldn't dodge at all.

Fat Tiger was a little depressed: "I am practicing the Earth Dragon Art of the earth attribute. My body is several times harder than ordinary warriors. It doesn't matter if I let Lin Xuan hit it a few times."

However, he soon regretted this decision. Lin Xuan punched him in the chest, and the violent punch made Fat Tiger's blood boil.

"Hiss... What a powerful boxing technique!"

Lin Xuan's unconscious boxing didn't show 100% strength, but even so, Fat Tiger grinned in pain.

"If it's the wind attribute technique that I practiced before, Lin Xuan's punch would definitely break all my ribs!"

After two more punches, Fat Tiger couldn't hold it anymore, so he had to use his punches to resist Lin Xuan's attack.

However, he soon discovered that Earth Rhino Fist was not Lin Xuan's opponent at all.

When he punched out with all his strength, Lin Xuan's fist seemed to turn into flowing water, soft but full of toughness, easily dispelling the force on his fist.

When he returned to defense with his fist, Lin Xuan's fist was as fast as a gust of wind, and he easily rushed ahead of him and found a gap in the defense.

"Mother, Lin Xuan, if you don't wake up again, Fat Master will be beaten to death by you!"

After half a stick of incense, Lin Xuan finally stopped, and calm returned to the sacred mountain.

A golden book fell in front of Lin Xuan.

The book has no name, it is waiting for Lin Xuan to name it.

"Perfect boxing, let's call it Shinto boxing!"

Lin Xuan's consciousness returned to his body. He opened his eyes and found strangely that he was standing.

"what happened?"

When he saw the image of the fat tiger in front of him, he was shocked even more.

"Fat Tiger, what's wrong with you, why is your nose blue and face swollen?"

Fat Tiger smiled wryly: "It's okay, I accidentally fell down while practicing boxing."

"Falled?" Lin Xuan was stunned. After Fat Tiger practiced the Earth Dragon Art, his body was as hard as iron. Not to mention falling, even if he hit his face with a stick, it wouldn't hurt him at all.

He was taken aback: "Could it be that I hit it while I was unconscious?"

(End of this chapter)