Chapter 118: Heart Fire Raging

Heavily injuring the Four Great Vajras with one punch, Su Fan did not show mercy and was about to continue with a ruthless hand to finish the four. As a result, after one punch, it was suddenly transferred by a force.

"Little friend! Forgive others when you can; why be so ruthless?"

Soon a figure floated down, and an old man dressed as a Daoist priest came into Su Fan's view.

"Ning Daoqi, are you sure you want to wade into these muddy waters? You don't mix in the Daoist sect properly, yet you insist on meddling in the Buddhist sect's affairs."

"Your butt is really crooked..."

Su Fan instantly knew who the newcomer was: the disgrace of the Daoist sect, Ning Daoqi.

He didn't expect the other party to arrive so quickly.

But he was not afraid.

Su Fan's faint mocking words instantly made Ning Daoqi furious. Since becoming a Grandmaster, who had ever dared to humiliate him to his face like this?

Even those in the Daoist sect at most criticized him behind his back.

"Little friend is truly sharp-tongued!"

With a cold snort, Ning Daoqi did not want to delve deeper.

"That's still not as bad as you being blind. Clearly there are many Daoist supreme arts, yet you insist on borrowing the Cihang Sword Manual from Cihang Jingzhai, ultimately becoming a thug for the Buddhist sect. Are you really stupid, or just pretending to be?"

Su Fan himself was unhappy with this old guy. Clearly, the other party actually wanted to stop him, so he was even less happy, continuing to mock the other party.

"Hmph! Little friend, no need to squeeze people like this. Today, the old Daoist has come here; I ask everyone to give this old man some face."

After Ning Daoqi slowly calmed the restlessness in his heart, he faced the crowd and slowly bowed.

"Face! What face do you have? Are you here in the name of a Daoist Grandmaster, or in the name of a Buddhist Grandmaster?"

"If it were the former, I would give you some thin face for the sake of the Daoist sect. But the latter? Then I'm sorry, the Buddhist sect really cannot make me give face."

Su Fan retorted directly, leaving Ning Daoqi speechless. Could he say he was here in the name of a Daoist Grandmaster?

He didn't have Su Fan's thick skin.

"Little friend is truly so unreasonable, then don't blame the old Daoist for being rude."

"Haha! Why talk so much nonsense! If you want to protect Jingnian Zen Temple, then bring out your strength. I also want to see if the number one Grandmaster of the Central Plains is really worthy of the name."

Su Fan was heroic and spirited.

After speaking, his figure moved, charging toward Ning Daoqi like a cannonball, his tiger fist powerful, his cannon fist like a dragon.

The divine power of the dragon and tiger erupted, as if it were about to shatter the void.

This dragon-tiger strangling power was truly terrifying to the extreme.

Facing this strike, Ning Daoqi's expression also changed, especially since he felt his energy being locked; the other party's mental power was not below his.

When Grandmasters fight, it is more about responding to changes in energy; martial arts moves and the like are just picked up at will.

Comparing True Qi is no longer the point, but the use of Heaven and Earth Qi.

Clearly, the other party seemed not to be below him.

He felt the Heaven and Earth Qi around him suddenly become restless and erupt.

So he no longer held back, suddenly shooting out, pulling a string of faint afterimages, unleashing his famous skill, the Eight Pounces of Scattered Hands, with full force. Suddenly, palm shadows flew, energy force was continuous, and the energy traction was extremely fierce.

The two fought, and the energy force that erupted in mid-air was terrifying to see. The scattered air waves could shatter the stone statues in the Zen temple square.

The scope of the impact even reached a hundred zhang away.

Making a group of martial arts people have to retreat again to avoid injury.

Sometimes the two figures were like phantoms, sometimes they seemed very slow.

This change made low-level martial artists confused; only those super-first-class or Grandmaster experts, who had already involved the realm of the spirit, could feel the danger within.

Bang bang bang!

The two collided with fists and feet. Su Fan relied solely on physical strength, while Ning Daoqi used True Qi to drive Heaven and Earth Qi.

It couldn't be considered a loss.

However, the more they fought, the fiercer Su Fan became. His moves changed, and his blood and Qi became more and more majestic.

Blood and Qi soared to the sky, as if dyeing the heavens and earth in a layer of red light.

The space of several dozen zhang around was impacted by blood and Qi, the temperature rose, the air distorted, and even the surface of the surrounding bronze statues glowed with misty vapor.

Su Fan's five fingers rotated, and the blood and Qi Gang Qi shooting from between his fingers hit the long-trodden ground, immediately creating deep pits.

His fists suddenly rotated, the wind roaring, setting off a stormy sea. Every punch seemed to have the power of ten thousand jun, pressing down like a mountain.

Ning Daoqi also used all his skills, True Qi surging and erupting violently, his Daoist robe billowing like a drum.

The roaring sound of the energy force exploding connected into one piece. Almost every instant, it seemed as if there were thousands of collisions. It was continuous, like war drums beating when two armies faced each other, directly shaking people's eardrums, and the square of Jingnian Zen Temple suffered; those hundreds of stone statues were torn into powder by these energy forces.

Boom!

Not knowing how many moves they had exchanged, the two suddenly separated.

Su Fan's blood and Qi erupted all over his body, like the sun, while on the other side, Ning Daoqi's aura was somewhat unstable.

True Qi surged wildly, causing his heart and spirit to be consumed severely.

"Grandmaster, I didn't expect the Yuwen Clan to produce a young Grandmaster."

"This child actually has such power; the path of the body is actually so extraordinary."

Shi Zhixuan, who was fighting the Four Holy Monks while distracted, saw Su Fan display his divine might, and the roaring punch force also surprised him.

Before, he felt the other party brought him a trace of threat. Sure enough, now it seemed that the other party's strength could not be underestimated; at the very least, he had the combat power of a Grandmaster.

Moreover, this person's martial arts path was different from the martial arts world; it was the path of tempering the body and physique of a martial general on the battlefield.

His original body was Pei Ju, a high official of the Great Sui, and he had followed Yang Guang to conquer the four directions many times. He had seen fierce generals in the army.

He also knew that some fierce generals were really powerful. Back then, Shiwansui's combat power could even rival a Grandmaster in the martial arts world.

Even Yang Jian was a first-class fierce general.

"The Eight Pounces of Scattered Hands, attack and defense follow the heart and change, without any fixed pattern. Using emptiness as reality, using reality as emptiness. The old Daoist is indeed extraordinary, but it's a pity he is blind. If you had gone to the Daoist sect earlier to pursue the Daoist sect's supreme arts, perhaps you would have already shattered the void by now."

Ning Daoqi's martial arts were indeed extraordinary, and his state of mind was also very profound. In terms of state of mind alone, Ning Daoqi was likely the number one person in the Datang world. Of course, not counting him, even in terms of martial arts realm alone, Su Fan might not be able to compare to the other party.

After all, he could have such cultivation, relying more on cheats and years of accumulation.

Ning Daoqi didn't have all of Su Fan's golden fingers; his martial arts were all comprehended by himself.

The martial arts he created were not bad at all, especially very much in line with the profound meaning of Daoist emptiness and reality, quite having the thoughts of Laozi and Zhuangzi.

If he could obtain the inheritance of Laozi and Zhuangzi, perhaps this person would comprehend it in the future and might become an expert at the shattering level.

It's a pity that in order to make his strength go a step further, he actually chose to borrow the martial arts of Cihang Jingzhai. Clearly, Buddhist martial arts did not conform to his meaning of clarity and emptiness, so it was no wonder he vomited blood later after reading the Cihang Sword Manual.

After a battle, Su Fan also admitted that he had underestimated these Grandmaster experts. He had just erupted with extreme power, yet he still hadn't taken down the old Daoist.

It could be seen that the other party was worthy of being the number one expert of the Central Plains.

His realm was profound, and his combat power was not bad, especially the Eight Pounces of Scattered Hands; his close combat was not bad at all. ===== CHAPTER 119 =====

His realm is profound, his combat power is not bad either, and especially with his "Eight Pounces of Scattered Hands," his close-quarters combat is not inferior in the slightest.