Chapter 23: Eastern Heretic Huang Yaoshi, you are far inferior to me

Seeing this, Huang Yaoshi remained calm and composed. As an expert in 'Palm Force', he was also particularly good at breaking palm force.

But just as he was about to act, the seven or eight palm forces that came swiftly approached his body, and they actually changed direction directly.

In an instant, relying on his experienced combat experience, Huang Yaoshi used the jade flute to defeat three or four palm forces, and at the same time flicked his fingers a few times. With continuous light "chi" sounds, several thin forces shot out, and only then was the remaining palm force resolved.

"Actually innovating palm force that can bend and straighten at will—I underestimated you." Huang Yaoshi stood with his flute.

Huang Rong on the side heard this and couldn't help thinking: "So father really didn't hide anything from me. His palm force can't turn either."

Zhuang Buran stood with his hands behind his back:

"Hehe, the 'Flicking Finger Divine Skill' you use is much better than Zhuang's. Fortunately, I have a hard skill, and my finger strength can still be comparable to yours."

Huang Yaoshi didn't know why, but every time he heard the green-robed youth speak, he felt inexplicably angry. He instantly displayed extremely light movement technique and appeared in front of Zhuang Buran.

In the blink of an eye, his thumb and index finger were buckled, the remaining three fingers were slightly spread, and his fingers stretched out like an orchid, pointing at the Danzhong acupoint.

Zhuang Buran pushed out his palm, which was a stance of Dragon Palm. Huang Yaoshi's figure drifted, sometimes forward and sometimes backward, sometimes up and sometimes down, launching an attack on all the major acupoints of his body with a very elegant and leisurely posture.

The green-robed youth directly turned from defense to offense, continuously striking out one by one fierce and ruthless Dragon Palms.

"Good, even better than the Dragon Palms Hong Qi struck in the past."

While Huang Yaoshi was enjoying himself, his arms swung, and there were palm shadows in all directions, sometimes five empty and one real, sometimes eight empty and one real, just like a sudden wind in the peach forest, with ten thousand flowers falling together, and he actually used 'Falling Flower Sword Palm'.

This technique, in his hands, truly achieved the sharpness of a sword, with complex and fantastic moves. The fake moves were naturally to lure and disturb the enemy, but when it came to the battle, five empty and eight empty could all be turned into real moves.

Through this period of diligent practice of the 'Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms', Zhuang Buran truly brought the power of the palm technique to a higher level.

The so-called 'one path leads to a hundred', the fist technique he created originally followed the path of pure yang and extreme firmness, pure yin and extreme softness, and the combination of firmness and softness, so he could achieve the degree of mixing firm and soft force in the Dragon Palm.

Only in this way could the power of the palm technique be truly revealed. Every move had great power, making the bystanders feel their emotions fluctuate, especially Guo Jing, who stared unblinkingly, sighing at his own inferiority while unable to help but learn.

At the same time, the more Huang Yaoshi fought, the more he felt that the Dragon Palm used by the green-robed youth was fierce and domineering, as if the force was endless, so he couldn't help but turn his fingers into palms and palms into fingers.

It was the combined use of 'Orchid Flicking Acupoint Hand' and 'Falling Flower Sword Palm'. Between the moves, it only made people feel that when the palm came, it was like falling flowers, and when the finger flicked, it was like spring orchids. Not only were the moves sharp, but the posture was beautiful.

"The palm and finger techniques are indeed very extraordinary, but why does Zhuang always feel that they are a bit flashy and not very practical."

Zhuang Buran struck a stance of 'Lüshuang Pojing', right fist and left palm, striking straight and pushing horizontally, one fast and one slow, while Huang Yaoshi's force changed between virtual and real.

The green-robed youth turned his right fist into a finger, and suddenly shot out a vast, thick, and irresistible finger force.

The finger force instantly split into six paths, and then flew out like arrows.

"Bang bang bang!"

Caught off guard, Huang Yaoshi could only use his whole body's internal energy to resist with his palms, and couldn't help but be knocked back seven or eight steps by the vast and thick force, and the bluestone floor revealed his incomparably clear footprints.

"You actually know 'One Finger Art'?"

After Huang Yaoshi finished speaking in astonishment, Huang Rong couldn't help but shout:

"You surnamed Zhuang, you only know the Western Poison's 'Toad Technique' and Qigong's 'Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms'. How did you get the Southern Emperor's 'One Finger Art'?"

Zhuang Buran's brows raised slightly:

"Zhuang doesn't know why either. It's just that my luck is extremely good. I just walked around in the Jiangnan area and happened to get the Southern Emperor's 'One Finger Art'."

"With the solid foundation laid by the 'Flicking Finger Divine Skill', I entered the third grade realm shortly after practicing."

His gaze fell on Huang Yaoshi:

"The Eastern Heretic of the Five Greats, although his martial arts are worthy of this title, I don't know why, but Zhuang just feels that it is somewhat unsatisfactory."

"Arrogant!"

Huang Yaoshi's movement technique was strange, willful, and unconventional, and he used 'Falling Flower Sword Palm' again, but halfway through, a sudden change occurred. One foot supported the ground, and the other foot swept across the green-robed youth in a series of circles.

Zhuang Buran stepped on the Eight Trigrams and avoided it, appearing to have expectations on his face.

He saw Huang Yaoshi's upper move just out, and the lower move had arrived, move after move, linked together, ring after ring, and his legs became faster and faster.

It had the meaning of defeating the poor enemy, hitting the tired bandit, swift wind shaking autumn leaves, and sweeping everything away in an instant.

And the strong whirlwind set off by the fierce leg technique swept over, as if to destroy him.

"'Falling Flower Sword Palm' and 'Whirlwind Sweeping Leaves Leg' are used together. This is father's fierce wind unique skill." Huang Rong was worried and thought to herself:

"I don't know if he can beat this surnamed Zhuang. Clearly, when he fought Qigong before, his martial arts weren't this powerful!"

A sound like the surging waves of the sea suddenly sounded in the field.

"Hard-hitting is what Zhuang is most willing to do."

Zhuang Buran had an excited look on his face, and fierce fist forces constantly bombarded the strong whirlwind. After fighting for seventy or eighty rounds, the two stopped.

Huang Yaoshi stood still, his face somewhat pale. If one observed carefully, one could see his legs trembling slightly.

"Using one's short to hit my long—could it be that you forgot that what Zhuang is most praised for is a hard skill that is almost without a cover?"

Zhuang Buran stood steadily in place and said lightly:

"Knowing why you have always been at a disadvantage in this duel, besides my extreme familiarity with the gaps in your various martial arts forces, the main reason is that you are too distracted."

"Martial arts, literary talent, piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, calculation, strategy, medicine, divination, astrology, and strange gates—all are exquisite?"

He laughed inexplicably:

"Hahaha, thinking you are gifted, you learn this and that. It seems that every one is learned to be extremely profound, but which one has reached the peak?"

"In martial arts, you are not as good as Wang Chongyang. In talent, can you have articles that have been passed down through the ages? The so-called calculation, strategy, medicine, divination, astrology—which one is worth praising by others?"

"You are like some arrogant and negligent people. Everything you learn is just learned to be 'almost', and then you put it down. That is why you are always a little bit off in our duel, and thus you have always been at a disadvantage."

"If you focused on practicing martial arts, how could you be like this? And now, you are just a miscellaneous practitioner, not worth mentioning."

Zhuang Buran pointed at the deep-faced green-robed person, then pointed at himself, and said:

"Eastern Heretic Huang Yaoshi, you are far inferior to me!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 24 =====