Chapter 194

PS: I'm going to reveal this pitfall today. Have you thought of it?

Monk Yuan Kong took out a small box carved out of jade from his bosom. He picked out some black ointment that gave off a strong herbal smell and carefully rubbed it on his fingers. A cool feeling instantly spread from his hand, and the pain lessened slightly. Once Monk Yuan Kong put away the box, he used his inner energy on his fingers to help the medicine take effect. It did not take long for the swelling to subside. Although there was still some pain, it did not affect the rest of the competition.

Monk Yuan Kong waved his arm and moved his fingers a few times before jumping back into the ring. He put his palms together and said, "Zhang Xiaohua, according to the rules of the pugilistic world, I should admit defeat after jumping out of the ring to apply medicine.

However, this match concerns the reputation of my sect. This Penniless Monk does not dare to tarnish my sect's reputation and admit defeat so easily. Moreover, this is an arena. Being knocked out of the arena is the way to go. Moreover, you have already allowed me to heal my injuries. So, let's have another match. "

Zhang Xiaohua was stunned when she heard that. She said, "Young Master Yuan Kong, is this the legendary Lotus Blossoming Tongue?

I didn't ask you to admit defeat, so why are you saying so much?

Even a dead person would probably be brought back to life by your words. "

Monk Yuan Kong was a little flushed, but it did not show on his dark and rough face. He did not answer. Instead, he swung his fist forward and swung his arm at Zhang Xiaohua's face. This time, he did not use the Silk Winding Grappling Hand or the Skanda Subduing Demon Palm, but the Seventy-two Moves of the Mad Demon Staff Technique.

This staff technique was supposed to use weapons, but this was a match between low-level disciples after all. The use of weapons was restricted. However, because he had the Skanda Subduing Demon Palm's inner force, Monk Yuan Kong did not mind. He used his arm as a staff. Although he did not use the power of the staff technique, it was still effective against opponents like Zhang Xiaohua who had shallow martial arts.

Zhang Xiaohua was delighted to see that she had a new martial art. She swung her fist and used the Fist of the Big Dipper that had not changed in a thousand years to fight Monk Yuan Kong again.

This time, however, Sky Origin had learned his lesson. He did not use his full strength. Instead, he took advantage of the situation and borrowed the enemy's strength to make preparations for a protracted battle.

This was the conclusion that Yuankong came to when he had the time to apply the medicine.

This Zhang Xiaohua's fist technique was extraordinary. His Skanda Exorcism Palm did not have the upper hand, and his Acupoint Sealing Hand was even worse. However, Zhang Xiaohua did not have any internal energy. When he fought with her in the front, he only wanted to enjoy himself, but he forgot that pure physical strength could not be sustained for long. Moreover, it could not be regenerated through the use of his internal energy like his own internal energy. If he only used the flexibility of his internal energy, he could exhaust Zhang Xiaohua's strength while he recovered his internal energy. Even if Zhang Xiaohua's arms had the strength of ten thousand jin, there would be a time when they would be exhausted. Although his internal energy would also be exhausted, he could use his internal energy to recover. In the end, he would be the winner.

Therefore, Sky Origin changed his tactics.

Zhang Xiaohua was not a greenhorn at this time. With Sky Origin's change of tactics, Zhang Xiaohua quickly understood his intentions. This move was not a new creation of Sky Origin. The Misty School's disciples had already used it. This was indeed Zhang Xiaohua's weakness. Moreover, the previous matches had a time limit. Zhang Xiaohua could conserve her strength before the time ran out.

However, this time, there was no time limit. It was impossible for Zhang Xiaohua to conserve her strength and persevere until the end.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaohua also changed. She no longer used the Big Dipper Magical Fist. Instead, she used the Ethereal Steps to fight Sky Origin.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua use the Ethereal Steps, Monk Chang Geng said, "Sect Leader Ou, who is this disciple?

Why did you teach him the Ethereal Steps at such a young age?

You really think highly of him. "

Ou Peng was deep in thought about a question, but Monk Chang Geng's words pulled his attention back. He answered casually, "What?

I think highly of him? "

When he took a closer look at the stage, he could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. He was secretly shocked, "Isn't this the second level of the Ethereal Steps?

In just over a month's time, he has already mastered the second level of the Ethereal Steps. To this young man who has no foundation in martial arts, isn't this too miraculous?

Moreover, this He Tianshu is also a talent. To be able to comprehend the first two levels of the Ethereal Steps in such a short period of time. I have really underestimated him in the past. Could he be the legendary talent that has been buried? "

Not to mention how Ou Peng and Monk Chang Geng would answer each other, the tricks that Zhang Xiaohua used on the stage were completely useless this time.

Zhang Xiaohua's Ethereal Steps was indeed miraculous, but Monk Sky Origin immediately used the Dalin Temple's secret light body technique, A Reed Crossing the River, when his attacks failed a few times, he immediately used the Dalin Temple's secret light body technique, A Reed Crossing the River. His figure was swift and his footwork was marvelous. It was actually not inferior to the Ethereal Steps. As Zhang Xiaohua was using the Ethereal Steps, she could not use the Big Dipper Magical Fist at the same time. On the other hand, Sky Origin was using his light body technique and Crazy Devil Staff at the same time. In half an incense's time, Zhang Xiaohua was actually surrounded by danger. She was almost hit a few times. If not for the fact that Zhang Xiaohua still had talent in footwork, she would have been impatient and frequently used variations that were not recorded in the Ethereal Steps.

When Zhang Xiaohua saw that the Ethereal Steps could not subdue the enemy, she gave up on using it. She picked up the Big Dipper Magical Fist and immediately turned the situation around.

Thus, even though Zhang Xiaohua saw that Monk Yuan Kong had dug a hole for himself, he was unable to avoid it. Thus, he had no choice but to walk toward it one step at a time. Fortunately, he was already prepared for failure. Thus, he was able to remain calm.

Zhang Xiaohua used the Big Dipper Magical Fist one move after another to fight against Sky Origin's Crazy Devil Staff.

The two of them fought for a long time. It was unknown how many moves Zhang Xiaohua's Big Dipper Magical Fist had been used, while Sky Origin's inner strength had circulated through his meridians several times.

All they knew was that Sky Origin's inner strength was severely depleted, and the recovery of his inner strength was gradually unable to keep up with the expenditure. However, Sky Origin was not worried at all because he could sense that the wind from Zhang Xiaohua's fists was becoming weaker and weaker. When their bodies came into contact, he could deeply sense her powerlessness. Sky Origin knew that in at most half an incense stick's time, Zhang Xiaohua's strength would be exhausted. As for him, his inner strength could last for at least five incense sticks' time. After all, Sky Origin was going to be defeated by him.

Compared to Zhang Xiaohua's rapidly weakening strength, Monk Sky Origin's confidence rapidly swelled. The cries of "Rise!" below the arena became louder and louder. The smile in Monk Chang Geng's eyes became more intense, and the confusion in Ou Peng's eyes became clearer. Gradually, that clarity turned into surprise, surprise, horror, and disbelief!

Suddenly, Ou Peng stood up as though he had thought of something. He stared intently at Zhang Xiaohua, then turned his head to look at his eldest senior brother, Hu Yunyi, who was sitting to his right.

Boss Hu seemed to have understood something as well. His face was filled with excitement and disbelief as he raised his head to look at Ou Peng.

A scene from their childhood awakened the memories of the two of them.

It was a distant past, so distant that Ou Peng was only a seven- or eight-year-old child who had just entered the sect.

Although he had just started practicing martial arts, Ou Peng's outstanding talent was deeply appreciated by his master. He had separated Ou Peng from the other disciples of the Young Eagle Hall and let him practice martial arts with his eldest disciple, Hu Yunyi, so that if there were any problems, he could ask his eldest senior brother to help him resolve them at any time. Back then, Hu Yunyi was already a commoner rank eight disciple.

Hu Yunyi still remembered that it was a full moon night. The two of them had practiced martial arts under the bright moonlight for a while before sitting down to rest.

Ou Peng looked at the incomparably round and clear moon in the sky and could not help but ask Hu Yunyi, "Eldest senior brother, I have a question to ask you. I hope you won't laugh at me."

Hu Yunyi was very fond of this exceptionally intelligent junior brother of his, so of course, he agreed readily.

Ou Peng thought for a moment and asked somewhat embarrassedly, "Eldest senior brother, who do you think created the fist technique, palm technique, and inner force cultivation method that we are practicing?"

Hu Yunyi smiled and said, "Naturally, it was the founder of my Misty School and some capable and wise people who came after him."

Ou Peng asked again, "Then didn't they learn other martial arts?"

Hu Yunyi said, "They should have learned other martial arts. Otherwise, how could someone who doesn't know martial arts create martial arts for no reason?"

However, Ou Peng asked again, "Then, who created their martial arts?

And who created the martial arts in this world? "

Hu Yunyi was stunned and smiled embarrassedly. "Hehe, I don't know about that. Our Misty School has been established for thousands of years. Where can I find them to ask?

If you have the time, you can ask our master. "

Just as they were talking, a voice came from afar. "Little Peng, your thoughts are very unique."

When the two heard this, they immediately stood up and bowed. They saw a faint figure in the distance walking over under the moonlight. The voice sounded very far away, but when they stood up, it was already close.

When the figure landed, it was their master, the previous Misty School's sect master, Yun Hui.

After Hu Yunyi and Ou Peng bowed, Yun Hui patted Ou Peng's head and said with a smile, "For thousands of years, there have been countless people practicing martial arts in the Misty School, but no one has ever asked this question. For you to be able to think of this, it can be seen that you are extraordinary."

Ou Peng blushed and muttered, "I was just happy from practicing. Only then did I think of where martial arts came from."

Yun Hui shook his head and said, "You can see brilliance in the details. This is the difference between you and others.

Others only cultivate for the sake of cultivation, but you can think of the origin of cultivation. It's really rare and commendable. "

Hu Yunyi blushed when he heard this.

Yun Hui looked at the deep night sky and said with infinite yearning, "The origin of martial arts in the pugilistic world is complicated and involves a lot of things. I can't tell you now.

However, I can tell you the origin of fist techniques, palm techniques, and other martial arts so that you can broaden your horizons. "

Hu Yunyi and Ou Peng's eyes lit up when they heard this. They said in unison, "Master, where did fist techniques come from?

Tell us quickly. "

Yun Hui cleared his throat and said, "According to ancient legends, in the earliest days, there was no martial arts in this world, nor was there the word Jianghu. But one day, a strange man came to the foot of the mountain where Dalin Temple was located. There was a road that connected east and west at the foot of the mountain. On the side of the road, there was a towering Bodhi tree. The strange man sat cross-legged under the tree for a few days. Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and roared, attracting many people to stop. They saw that the man began to practice martial arts again and again until he practiced eighty-one times.

This strange action attracted the attention of the bystanders. Among them, there were smart people who remembered this fist technique. From then on, there was a fist technique in this world. "

"Ah, this is how the fist technique came about?

It's actually so magical. "

Hu Yunyi and Ou Peng couldn't help but be shocked. They quickly asked, "Then, what's the name of the earliest fist technique?"

Yun Hui said thoughtfully, "The Great Heavenly Cycle Star Fist."

"The Great Heavenly Cycle Star Fist???"

The two were confused and asked, "Master, it seems that we have never heard of this fist technique."

Yun Hui said with a smile, "The origin of fist techniques in this world is naturally the Great Heavenly Cycle Star Fist. However, if we teach it like this, it can naturally be passed down from generation to generation. That strange man only practiced under the bodhi tree, not by word of mouth. Others only learned it based on their own understanding and memory. Everyone learned it in bits and pieces. When it was combined, it was not right. No one could convince anyone. They all thought that their memory was the most accurate, so they formed different fist techniques and sects."

Ou Peng thought again and asked, "Master, there are countless fist techniques and palm techniques in this world. Are they all from the Great Heavenly Cycle Star Fist?"

Yun Hui said, "Although the Great Heavenly Cycle Star Fist is the origin of fist techniques, it only has 815 moves. Now, there are far more fist techniques in the Jianghu.

The thing that people in this world do not lack the least is intelligence. Ever since they obtained the germ of this martial art, many smart people started to use their brains and started to innovate and develop their own fist techniques. That is how the fist techniques of the Jianghu are formed. "

Ou Peng also said thoughtfully, "In other words, no matter how many fist techniques are created, they are all born from the Great Heavenly Cycle Star Fist."

Yun Hui praised, "That's right.

However, due to the long time, even if it was passed down orally at the beginning, and later through words and pictures, it was inevitable that there would be some errors and omissions. Now, no one knows what the Great Heavenly Cycle Star Fist looks like and what the moves of the whole set of fist techniques are.

We only know that the moves of the whole set of fist techniques are all hidden among the most common fist techniques and palm techniques in the Jianghu. "

Ou Peng asked curiously again, "Why are there no secret martial arts of each sect?"

Yun Hui said, "The secret martial arts of each sect have been tempered by countless people in the long river of history and combined with their own unique internal strength mental cultivation method. Although it was born out of the Great Heavenly Cycle of Stars Fist, the moves are different. Naturally, they don't know the moves inside."

Speaking of this, Yun Hui added, "Of course, it can't be absolutely said that there are no moves of the Great Heavenly Cycle Star Fist in the secret martial arts of each sect. However, I'm afraid that no one knows what the specific moves are now."

Hu Yunyi also asked, "Then, Master, for so many years, has no one been able to restore the Great Heavenly Cycle Star Fist?"

Yun Hui replied, "It's said that a long, long time ago, someone tried to do this, but after all, no one knew what the specific moves were and whether the moves passed down covered these 815 moves. In fact, no one even knew if the moves that were passed down in the world were correct, so no one had ever succeeded.

Thus, gradually, no one mentioned it anymore. In the last thousand years, even fewer people knew about it.

If you hadn't suddenly mentioned it today, I wouldn't have remembered it at all. "

Ou Peng thought of something again and asked curiously, "Then, since no one knows about the Great Heavenly Cycle Star Fist, how do you know about it?"

Yun Hui said with a smile, "When I was young, I found half of an old book on your grandmaster's bookshelf. Some strange experiences were written in it, and one of them was about this. I was very curious at that time, so I read it carefully. Only then could I answer your question. If it were someone else, even the abbot of the Dalin Temple, he may not be able to answer it."

Ou Peng listened and said, "Master, you're so knowledgeable. You're even better than the abbot of the Dalin Temple."

Yun Hui was very comfortable with this little flattery. He said, "When it comes to martial arts knowledge, the bald donkeys of the Dalin Temple may not be better than me. However, it's also because of this that my martial arts cultivation is barely satisfactory. You have to work hard and strive to surpass them."

After saying that, Yun Hui used the Ethereal Steps and left like a wisp of smoke.

This inconceivable knowledge had long been deeply imprinted in Hu Yunyi and Ou Peng's minds. It was just that they had never thought of it in the past few decades. It was only at this moment that they saw Zhang Xiaohua's specious moves. Every move came from the most basic fist techniques. Every move was different from what they had seen. This attracted Ou Peng's attention and brought out Hu Yunyi's memories.

Hu Yunyi saw that Ou Peng also thought of his own thoughts and was about to speak.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard Monk Chang Geng ask in surprise, "Chief Ou, what's wrong with you?"

Ou Peng then realized that he had been rude. He hurriedly gave Hu Yunyi a look and barely suppressed his surging emotions. He sat back in his chair and pretended to be calm as he said, "It's nothing. I saw that your disciple's martial arts were so outstanding that I couldn't help but want to stand up and applaud. After I stood up, I felt that I had been rude. I was also afraid that it would affect their competition, so I stopped this time."

How could Monk Chang Geng believe him? He looked at Hu Yunyi who had sat back down and said with a smile, "Hero Hu has a telepathic connection with you. He also wanted to applaud my Dalin Temple's disciple."

Hu Yunyi said with a smile, "That's right. Your disciple has won several rounds in a row. How can we not applaud and cheer for him?"

Monk Chang Geng knew that there was a problem, but he couldn't pinpoint where the problem was. He could only say, "Look at that young disciple of yours. He's not bad. He hasn't been defeated until now. Congratulations. However, it's better to be careful. Don't exhaust yourself and damage your body."

Ou Peng and Hu Yunyi focused their eyes. Sure enough, Zhang Xiaohua was already powerless to punch. His footsteps were somewhat crooked. It was as if Yuankong could knock him off the stage with a light tap of his finger.

(At this point, I can't help but say a few words. Actually, when Zhang Xiaohua had just learned the Big Dipper Magical Fist, I could have explained it to him. I could have said that this Zhang Xiaohua was a heavenly talent and that he didn't know anything about it. He learned this fist technique by learning the best of various schools. Although others laughed at him, it was because they had eyes but couldn't see. They didn't recognize that this was the essence of a fist technique.

But if I wrote it like this, would you find it interesting?)

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