Chapter 93: The Dragon Repents

"The first form, The Dragon Repents. Source: I Ching, Qian Hexagram, Top Nine: The dragon repents.

The 'Image' says: The dragon repents, it cannot last long."

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, the scriptures of the first form of the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms floated into Zhang Jie's heart.

"'Kang' means extremely fierce, extremely spirited, extremely high and strong.

A divine dragon flies very high, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, extremely fierce.

However, at this moment, its power has reached its peak, and after this, it can only retreat, not advance.

This word 'repent' means one must know that 'after being strong, there must be weakness'.

A large ship, when sailing with the wind, pulls the sails full and flies forward,

it is very easy to hit a reef and capsize. In doing things, one must leave room for maneuver."

Zhang Jie recalled carefully, savoring the words of Hong Qigong teaching Guo Jing.

"This martial art is unfathomable, neither purely hard nor purely soft,

but cleverly integrates the philosophy of Confucianism and Daoism."

A short while later, Zhang Jie had some understanding of the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms.

'Qi enters the Dantian, passes through Changqiang, goes to Yaoshu... Lieque, Jingqu to the palm center.'

Zhang Jie stood up, his left leg slightly bent, his right arm bent inward,

his right foot stepped on the Qian position, his left palm drew a circle, and his right palm pushed outward.

"Roar!"

A sound like a cow's roar and a dragon's chant appeared as Zhang Jie slowly pushed his palm.

Zhou Zhiruo, who was practicing the Spiral Nine Shadows, was alarmed, and she stared intently.

She only saw a golden, scaled and horned dragon-shaped Qi energy circling Zhang Jie's hand.

"The Dragon Repents!"

Zhang Jie, knowing the time was right, pushed out a palm.

"Roar!"

The dragon-shaped Qi energy shot out like lightning, crossing a distance of dozens of meters in an instant, and hit a hundred-year-old big tree.

"Boom!"

Like a large-yield bomb explosion, the big tree that needed several people to hug was instantly snapped at the waist, and wood chips of all sizes flew everywhere.

"Sizzle, sizzle!"

The flying wood chips were like sharp arrows, shooting off the bushes in the way,

and other trees were also beaten into honeycombs, and the area of more than twenty meters was a mess.

"Is this something human can do?"

Looking at this astonishing scene, Zhou Zhiruo's cherry mouth couldn't close.

"Haha, who else in this world can block me?"

Zhang Jie laughed with satisfaction.

Under this palm, no matter who you are, the Xuanming Elders,

no matter who you are, the Tibetan lamas, all will be turned into powder, mouth teeth!

For a moment, Zhang Jie felt that he was invincible in the world!

"Uh, no, there is one person, I am probably, maybe, perhaps, should not be an opponent."

Thinking of a certain hundred-year-old Daoist who practiced cultivation while others practiced martial arts,

Zhang Jie felt that he still couldn't say such big words.

Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to be slapped in the face later.

'And, this power is big, but the consumption is also too big.'

Looking at his Dantian, which was at least one-third empty, Zhang Jie wanted to cry without tears.

With such a palm technique, he could strike at most three palms.

And with his palm speed, he could strike several palms in one second,

which is to say, he couldn't support his full strength for three seconds...

Zhang Jie turned into a sad frog: The one-second man is actually me?

'Forget it, forget it, I'll control the power in the future.

This time I thought of the "Kang" (extreme), but didn't think of the "Hui" (repent), and didn't leave six points of force.'

Zhang Jie silently made a decision in his heart.

"Brother Jie, are you okay?"

Seeing Zhang Jie's bad expression, Zhou Zhiruo, anxious, hurriedly came over to check.

"I'm fine, it's just a lot of consumption."

Zhang Jie explained.

"No, I must check carefully."

Zhou Zhiruo, who learned from other senior sisters that men are all stubborn ducks,

hugged Zhang Jie's head and began to check.

"Hiss! Facial cleanser!"

Zhang Jie, who felt like he was in heaven, gasped.

"Let the storm come more violently!"

Zhang Jie shouted loudly in his heart.

At this moment, a little weakness was already insignificant.

After all, his skill of thirty years, after consuming thirty years, still had sixty years left,

and slaughtering the entire Emei Sect would not be a problem.

The reason he appeared weak just now was because he released too much skill at once, making his meridians tremble a bit.

If skill is a reservoir and martial arts are a water pump,

then he just pumped too hard, pulling out too much water,

making the water delivery pipes, the "extraordinary meridians," unable to bear the burden.

However, these are all small things: even if he was excited,

he wouldn't have seriously injured himself.

It was just that his internal energy slightly exceeded his limit just now.

Under the healing ability of the Nine Yang Divine Art at Great Completion, his meridians were almost healed...

At the same time, the huge aftermath of Zhang Jie's palm also resounded throughout the entire Emei Sect.

"What happened?"

"What should we do?"

A group of alarmed Emei Sect disciples were a bit panicked.

They had been in the Emei Sect for many years and had never encountered such a thing.

"Don't panic, report to Master first, and let her decide."

When a group of disciples were at a loss, Ding Minjun stood out.

"Yes, Senior Sister Ding is right, report to Master first."

As a senior sister of many years, Ding Minjun had great prestige,

and a group of Emei Sect disciples agreed with her proposal one after another.

"No need, this old woman has already come out of seclusion."

Just when Ding Minjun was about to invite Abbess Miejue,

Abbess Miejue, who was as gloomy as ever, walked out.

She was just in seclusion to comprehend the Nine Yin Manual, not in closed-door seclusion.

How could such a big movement escape her ears?

"Master!"

"Master!"

The Emei Sect disciples, seeing Abbess Miejue, instantly felt like they had found a backbone,

and the panic on their faces disappeared.

Even Ding Minjun felt a sigh of relief in her heart.

"Master, shall we go see together?"

Ding Minjun proposed.

"No need, this old woman will go alone, you all strengthen the guard."

Abbess Miejue waved her hand.

Whoever could make such a big movement, whether it was a person or an object,

was not something that ordinary Emei disciples other than her could solve.

If the person who came had malicious intent, taking them with her would just be sending them to their deaths.

It would be better to let them stay in Emei, so that whether they flee or surrender, they would have more room to maneuver.

"Yes, Master."

Ding Minjun, although unconvinced in her heart, could only obey.

As for the other Emei disciples, they followed Abbess Miejue's orders.

Abbess Miejue exhorted a few more words and hurried toward the source of the sound.

"Could it be that the imperial court has invaded?"

Abbess Miejue speculated with a stern face.

Such a sound like a thunderclap could only be produced if the imperial court's large amount of fire thunder was piled together.

Arriving at the scene, Abbess Miejue's gaze was immediately attracted by the broken big tree and the messy surroundings.

However, no matter how she looked, she couldn't find any suspicious people.

Afterwards, her gaze swept over and she saw Zhang Jie and the other, who were cuddling.

'This, this is in broad daylight, what kind of system is this?'

Abbess Miejue, who was born conservative, couldn't watch this at all!

They weren't married yet, how could they do such a thing?

Her good disciple clearly wouldn't throw herself into his arms,

so it must be that this bad brat Zhang Jie used dishonorable means.

She knew Zhang Jie's martial arts were far higher than hers,

but this was not a reason for him to debase her Emei Sect's disciple!

If Zhang Jie knew Abbess Miejue's thoughts, he would definitely sing "The Injustice of Dou E".

Zhang Jie, who was forced to experience a facial cleanser: I am even more wronged than Dou E!

"Sorry, Abbess, I accidentally used too much force while practicing just now."

Zhang Jie, who discovered Abbess Miejue, explained lazily.

"Master!"

Zhou Zhiruo, who noticed Abbess Miejue's arrival, hurriedly stood up,

tidied up her slightly messy clothes, her pretty face flushed.

"Prac, practicing?"

The words of reprimand in Abbess Miejue's throat instantly couldn't be said.

"Yes, Master, Brother Jie was practicing the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms just now."

Zhou Zhiruo, whose pretty face was like fire, proved it for Zhang Jie.

"Uh, uh..."

Abbess Miejue couldn't speak for a while.

Founder Guo Xiang only said that the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms were in the Heaven-Dependent Sword, but didn't say the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms were so powerful!

If Hero Guo could strike such a palm technique back then, how could the Great Yuan have the ability to break Xiangyang?

Was Kublai Khan not afraid that Hero Guo would sneak into his palace and give him a palm,

beating him into one piece in the east and one piece in the west?

Excluding the problem of the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, the problem naturally lay with the person using it.

'What a monster!'

Abbess Miejue's gaze toward Zhang Jie became even more complex, and at the same time, there was a trace of... awe.

At the same time, what made her rejoice was that such a monster had a close relationship with her Emei Sect.

"Abbess, is there anything else?"

Zhang Jie, whose exploration of mountains and rivers was interrupted, said unhappily.

"Nothing, nothing, I'll go first."

Abbess Miejue, knowing Zhang Jie had issued an order to leave, came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

'I still like your unruly appearance before.'

Zhang Jie touched his chin, his eyes full of smiles.

"Sister Zhiruo, let's continue... hehe."

Zhang Jie stretched his magic claws toward Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo, who had long regarded herself as Zhang Jie's person, although her pretty face was flushed,

did not stop him, but instead vaguely complied.

In an instant, this secret base of Zhou Zhiruo was full of spring...

"Chirp, chirp!"

"Tweet, tweet!"

The birds that had just been startled and returned after confirming that there was nothing wrong closed their eyes... ===== CHAPTER 94 =====

The birds that had been startled and had returned after confirming everything was fine closed their eyes one after another...