Chapter 550: Six Great Taboos of Testing One's Hand

Yin Sanfen wore a smile, waiting for Zhou You to make his request.

Situations like this were not rare in his life; as a Strong Martial, he could accomplish many things, and the massive problems ordinary people faced were not worth mentioning in his eyes.

The process of fulfilling a promise was one of the rare experiences of personally witnessing the myriad states of the world.

His impression of Zhou You was not prominent; like many passersby in his life, he would leave no trace behind.

Had he not happened to come to Fucheng and heard that Zhou You was involved in a conflict at the Strong Martial level, he would never have spared the time to come here.

He had already spoken with Bai Shiwu earlier; there was no need to escalate this conflict, and they could simply sit down and resolve it through discussion.

Bai Shiwu putting on a stern face to intimidate Zhou You was nothing more than doing him a favor to take the opportunity to fulfill a promise.

Zhou You only needed to speak up and ask him to help deal with Bai Shiwu, and the previous promise would be canceled.

"Senior, please stand guard with Senior Bai Shiwu later, uncover the truth, capture the real culprit, and return justice to everyone."

Zhou You cupped his hands in a salute to Yin Sanfen, "Wait a moment, I will first consult with Senior Bai Shiwu."

Yin Sanfen was silent for a few seconds, "Are you certain you can survive until I make a move?"

How could this be? Facing the coercion of a Strong Martial, Zhou You actually didn't ask him to save his life, but instead, for the sake of some trivial matters, what about being wronged? What about being innocent? Could they compare to the importance of saving one's life?

"With Senior appearing, this round of mine is already secure."

Zhou You bowed to Bai Shiwu opposite him, "Senior, we may begin. Zhou You is presumptuous, I wish to witness your fist technique."

"Good!"

Bai Shiwu let out a shout, his gaze meeting Yin Sanfen's; although it was different from what they had discussed beforehand, since you have come, I cannot very well take his life, so a small lesson will suffice.

Hmm, an Intermediate Martial Master, how much force should I hold back, and how much should I release? It really is a headache.

He spread his palms, "My famous ultimate technique is called the 'Six Great Taboos'. Since you were able to invite Yin Sanfen to hold the scene, I will give you enough face and use one of the taboos to strike, with the power suppressed to the level of a Martial Master."

"Rest assured, I will only use one move; whether you can withstand it depends entirely on your own fortune."

Having said this, Bai Shiwu deliberately said loudly to Yin Sanfen, "Yin Sanfen, you have no objections, right?"

"I am listening to how the Zhou Martial Arts Hall decides."

Zhou You nodded heavily; he didn't believe that at the same power level, he wouldn't be able to withstand a single move? Heh!

Not far away, Hu Shi shook his head; this was truly being tired of living, daring to accept Bai Shiwu's Six Great Forbidden Techniques.

Even if Bai Shiwu voluntarily suppressed his power to the Martial Master realm, with the might of the Six Great Forbidden Techniques, it was not something a Martial Master could withstand.

This wild little tiger was destined to become a sacrifice between Strong Martials.

Could he not see that there was drama in the eyes of Bai Shiwu and Yin Sanfen? These two would not fight; at most, they would punish themselves with three cups of wine.

Yan Shan carried the Bawang Shu on his back; he was only interested in the Six Great Taboos, and Zhou You's life or death was of no importance.

Speaking of which, the nickname "Hating Bawang" was one he had given himself; "hate" was not hatred, but regret.

Back when Bai Shiwu was at the Zhengming Martial Arts Hall, he happened to be of the same generation; Yan Shan challenged Martial Masters all over the city, winning every battle, and his name as the Overlord spread throughout Fucheng and other cities.

At that time, he was radiant and invincible in all directions, so naturally, he would not notice an obscure Apprentice in a third-rate martial arts hall.

In a sudden change, Bai Shiwu transformed from a fish in the mud into a true dragon, breaking through to Martial Arts and leaving far behind.

Among the legends left behind, few people noticed that Yan Shan was also in that era, and even missed the opportunity to meet and fight Bai Shiwu, becoming the greatest regret of his life.

What did it matter to be invincible at the Martial Master realm? The other person's pursuit was Strong Martial, far above you, Yan Shan. From then on, a character was added before Yan Shan's Bawang title: "Hate," representing endless regret.

Some time ago, during the great battle with the Wu people, Yan Shan heard the news of Bai Shiwu's appearance and abandoned the martial arts hall and the three thousand martial practitioners of Fucheng, venturing deep into the dangerous rear of the battlefield to find his tracks.

Meeting again this time, Yan Shan and Bai Shiwu were like strangers; he had just broken through, while the other had already led by too much. The so-called "one step behind, every step behind" could no longer even begin to compare to this.

"You have the Six Great Taboos, and I also have endless regrets. I have already thought of the path after the Ten Absolute Dragon Elephant."

"That is... the Dragon Elephant Vajra Seven Great Hates!"

Yan Shan recited silently in his heart; though he was in a bustling place, his state of mind was incomparably lonely and desolate.

"Daddy, what are the Six Great Taboos?"

The infant sat on Lian Zixiu's shoulder, asking this question in a childish tone.

Lian Zixiu pondered for a moment and replied, "Bai Shiwu created the One Hundred and Eight Forbidden Techniques himself; his style is vastly different from others. Other people's moves become more numerous as they practice, but he practices fewer and fewer."

"When he broke through to Strong Martial, only thirteen taboos remained, and by the Strong Martial Third Heaven, only the Six Great Taboos were left."

"It is said that if one day, all the Six Great Taboos are practiced away, one can achieve a state of having no taboos and being invincible under heaven; that time would be the realm of a Supreme Grandmaster."

Lian Zixiu suddenly wondered, "When he reaches that step, the path has reached its end; what else would he have to practice?"

High above, Liu Chengen's mouth was wide open, and saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth to the ground.

He maintained his sitting posture without moving, not because he was too lazy to move, but because he couldn't move even if he wanted to, as he was locked in place.

After Yin Sanfen appeared, an invisible force locked him from a distance, shrouding this high altitude into a transparent cage.

The sound of the wind passed his ears; he could hear and he could see, clearly observing the development of the situation in the square, but he could not move even half an inch.

Liu Chengen's arrogant and overbearing spirit was wiped clean; he finally realized why the Martial Master Fujie had turned tail and run—that person was the one with great wisdom, having sensed in advance that things were going poorly and abandoning him to escape.

His heart sank as if to the bottom of the sea, waiting only for the final judgment to arrive.

On the Yuanmo Guangchang...

Bai Shiwu raised his hand high and covered it lightly toward the top of Zhou You's head.

From a third-party perspective, this hand was light and airy, as if an elder were stroking the head of a junior; it did not look like a martial arts move, nor did it carry the slightest lethality.

Zhou You could observe the changes in the surrounding environment; Bai Shiwu's palm did not shake the earth or stir the heavens, nor did it whip up a wild wind, acting only upon him alone.

This peak control of damage output had basically reached over 99%, precluding any unnecessary waste.

This was the true peak state of a Strong Martial. A single finger could easily poke him to death.

But from the perspective of Zhou You's first-person experience, he was undergoing a completely different scene.

The Six Great Taboos were, in fact, a martial art that pointed directly to the heart.

This palm strike drove him directly into his inner world, making him become incomparably small and humble, with the world before his eyes covered by a giant palm.

The huge disparity between the enemy's strength and his own weakness caused a sense of despair and powerlessness to rise in his heart.

Is this the gap between him and the Strong Martial?

White Stone Wu did not even use the power of the Strong Martial; with a single wave of his hand, he struck him into a place of eternal damnation.

A cold sweat broke out over his entire body, and he trembled more and more violently, not even having the thought of resisting or fighting back.

Is he going to lose? And a crushing defeat at that? (End of chapter)