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Chapter 92: Zhuo Peak, Zhuo Fist

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Zhuo Peak was not very magnificent, only three thousand meters high, and it had dozens of subordinate peaks, some of which were even higher than the main peak.

This was a declining inheritance; in the past, not many people reached here, and the main peak was overgrown with ancient trees and tangled vines, very desolate.

"Although it is one of the one hundred and eight main peaks, representing an ancient inheritance, it looks completely declined here, and there isn't even a disciple guarding the mountain gate."

Some newly entered disciples had originally wanted to choose Zhuo Peak, but seeing such a scene at Zhuo Peak, they immediately backed out.

"I heard that several hundred years ago, this main peak was still extremely prosperous, but the master of this peak clashed with a Supreme Elder of the North North Yaoguang Holy Land, and they perished together, and the inheritance was almost cut off."

"Legend has it that this peak inherited an immortal technique that has unfathomable power. Once activated, it can allow a person's combat power to stack several times, or even dozens of times!"

"Wouldn't that become an immortal technique?"

"If it really could allow a person to exert ten times the combat power, then it is indeed an immortal technique. But look at how desolate it is here. Throughout history, how many people have come here, and who has obtained this secret technique? It's better to find another inheritance in a down-to-earth way; at least there is real hope, right?"

Some newly entered disciples had heard about the immortal technique inheritance on Zhuo Peak, but such things were too legendary. Who could really exert several times or even ten times the combat power?

If there were such an existence, Zhuo Peak would not be as desolate as it is now.

There wasn't even a gate-guarding disciple here; everyone did not feel that if they came here, the immortal technique would manifest and be obtained by them.

If there really were such a person, then they would have nothing to say.

Fang Yu, however, stayed and walked up Zhuo Peak.

"There really is a newcomer who wants to try his luck?"

"This is a bit funny. Of the one hundred and eight main peaks, which one isn't better than Zhuo Peak? Does he think he can be an exception? If the immortal technique were so easy to obtain, Zhuo Peak would have long since flourished."

"Hmph! Trying to be clever, there will always be a time to regret it in the future!"

"There is never a lack of people in the world who play to the gallery, thinking they can be different, but actually they are just the common masses. Others don't go, but he goes; who does he think he is?"

"Regret, he will definitely regret it! When the time comes, we will come over to see and let him know how wrong his choice was."

A group of people, seeing Fang Yu really walking toward Zhuo Peak, had different expressions on their faces; some were mocking, some were sneering, and some were disdainful.

However, Fang Yu did not care about those people's thoughts. He arrived in front of Zhuo Peak; it was desolate here, the mountain gate under the main peak was overgrown with weeds, and on an ancient tree not far away, several crows were cawing and flapping their wings to fly up.

The road on the mountain was completely submerged by thorns, and plants grew chaotically, seemingly not cleaned for a long time.

An old man with a hunched figure and trembling steps walked out from a palace on the mountain and walked down.

"Are you here for the test? The inheritance here has not appeared for five hundred years. I don't know when it will be opened. You coming here might just be wasting your time."

The old man was decrepit, his gaze looking forward. "That main peak ahead is extremely prosperous; choosing my Zhuo Peak is not as good as choosing the inheritance there."

There was starlight there, and even in the daytime, it revealed an extraordinary aura. It is conceivable that if one joined that main peak, one would definitely obtain the supreme supernatural power of star-tempering the body, and one's strength would advance by leaps and bounds.

"I only care about the inheritance here."

Fang Yu smiled.

"Good, you have ambition. It seems you also know that the inheritance here is one of the Nine Secrets, which once activated can exert several times or ten times the combat power. Since that is the case, then you are a disciple of my Zhuo Peak. I hope you can have some gains."

The old man smiled and spoke.

Without going through other assessments, and the old man didn't even conduct such a serious matter as identity confirmation, Fang Yu had already joined Zhuo Peak and became a disciple of Zhuo Peak.

He stepped up and observed Zhuo Peak quietly. This peak was like its name, without magnificent scenery, without magnificent momentum, without spiritual immortal roots, without anything extraordinary.

It was ordinary, almost desolate, like a wild field, not at all like a main peak of an immortal sect.

Broken walls and ruins, endless rubble, overgrown with mugwort, thorns everywhere, not even a mountain road.

"How is it? Do you regret it?"

The old man looked at Fang Yu, seemingly wanting to see a change in Fang Yu's emotions.

"No regret. Zhuo Peak also has its artistic conception."

Fang Yu examined Zhuo Peak, quietly comprehending, seemingly wanting to see something.

"What is the artistic conception of Zhuo Peak? I would very much like to hear you talk about it."

A look of curiosity appeared on the old man's face, and he asked.

"I once heard of a supreme study called Zhuo Fist, created by an existence named Gu Gu Chensha."

Fang Yu's mind stirred, and he said the two words 'Zhuo Fist'.

"Zhuo Fist? Gu Gu Chensha?"

The old man pondered these words; he had never heard of them.

"Zhuo Fist is a fist technique created by this existence observing the common people of the world. That fist is not the fist technique with the greatest power, nor is it the most exquisite fist technique, nor is it the most tenacious fist technique, but it has a flavor of self-improvement, forging ahead, and not giving up even if there are many difficulties. The so-called Zhuo Fist is the fist of ordinary people, and also the fist of clumsy people."

"The fist of clumsy people?"

The old man was even more curious, feeling a trace of peculiarity.

"Although there are a few geniuses in the world, there are more ordinary people. People are clumsy, stupid, ordinary, and plain, but they can also have hope, and they can also forge ahead. Zhuo Fist was created by this existence to let the clumsy and stupid people of the world improve themselves and be full of hope for the future."

Fang Yu remembered that person from the Dragon Talisman world, who created the Zhuo Fist.

Among the living beings between heaven and earth, there are few who are naturally powerful, and many who are weak.

The true meaning of martial arts is to let the weak and stupid living beings become powerful through diligent practice.

Between heaven and earth, no matter how difficult it is, there is a path to progress. Zhuo Fist grasped the true meaning of martial arts, allowing the ugly, lowly, and stupid fools of the world to have a heart of progress, never cutting off hope while being in a low position; seeds will also be born in humble hope.

The master of Zhuo Peak was moved and showed respect: "There is actually such a compassionate saint in the world who created such a compassionate fist technique. It is a pity that I had no chance to see it in the past years; it is truly a pity."

The old man, hearing the true meaning of the martial arts of Zhuo Peak, knew that the Gu Gu Chensha who created the Zhuo Fist had the heart of a true saint; no one could not respect him.

"Although the artistic conception of my Zhuo Peak is somewhat different from the Zhuo Fist of this predecessor, the intention of the predecessor is profound, making people feel shocked in their hearts. There are many fools in the world, and there should also be hope. I, this fool, should also have some hope."

Light flowed in the old man's eyes, and he walked to the mountainside of Zhuo Peak, taking out a bow from a roe deer cave.

This was a bow that could open the inheritance of Zhuo Peak.

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