From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Chapter 10: Heavenly Palace, Ancient Stone Mirror (5700)

Liansheng's left-handed knife collided with the mixed iron stick, and he felt the strong elastic force in the opponent's stick, which continued to vibrate to the wrist holding the knife.

If it weren't for the thick blade and heavy weight of his knife, it would have broken on the spot.

Lian Sheng's left-handed knife had difficulty gathering strength after just one blow, but the iron rod still had some strength left and was pointing towards Lian Sheng's head and face.

This person's martial arts skills have actually reached such a level? !

Although Liansheng's face remained tight, his pair of white eyebrows trembled uncontrollably.

Although he had guessed it just now, it was not until this fight that Lian Sheng truly confirmed that this handsome young man in front of him, who was too young, was indeed a top boxer with four body trainings and a skin of copper, bones of iron and steel wrapped in steel!
The body training of great boxers can be roughly divided into four major methods: skin, flesh, tendons and bones. There is no particular order of priority according to the type of boxing and personal talents.

The training of martial arts relies on fighting methods. Every time of training is a combination of boxing and body training. If you want to achieve the four major trainings, you need to be proficient in at least four types of boxing.

Moreover, because the skin, flesh, tendons and bones are originally an integrated whole, a breakthrough in one will drive the other parts to rise as well. If one wants to go one step further and refine the body again, it will be even more difficult.

Therefore, to complete the four refinements, one needs not only extraordinary physical talent, but also a superb comprehension of boxing.

From this, we can see how astonishing it is that Xu Xing was able to complete four body trainings at this age.

This kind of person is truly a martial arts talent that is rare to come across in a century.

Thinking of this, a resentful light flashed in his eyes. He suddenly roared, turned his body, and his painted cloak spun open, like a colorful lotus blooming.

Under the cloak, Lian Sheng swung his sword in his right hand and chopped down, blocking the front end of the iron stick. With two consecutive slashes, he finally stopped Xu Xing's stick momentum slightly.

How could Lian Sheng miss such a good opportunity? He used his two swords to press down on the stick, preventing Xu Xing from swinging the iron stick again. The flames on the swords burned hotter and hotter, and the intensity of the fire was growing stronger.

Liansheng had already aimed at Xu Xing's left hand that was holding the end of the stick, and the blade was ready to cut off his wrist at the root.

However, Xu Xing's stick skills are the essence honed from fighting on the battlefield. Every move has been honed through thousands of trials and tribulations. How could it be cracked so easily?

He pushed his hind feet back, placed the palm of his right hand against the end of the stick, twisted his wrist, and moved the long stick with his five fingers. The stick spun violently against the blade, and sparks flew.

The front end of Xu Xing's mixed iron rod is a hexagonal iron block. When it is rotated, it looks like a flying iron drill.

Even if the rope could withstand the spinning force, the knife in his hand would not be able to do so.

Therefore, Liansheng had to take a step back temporarily.

As soon as he retreated, Xu Xing immediately pursued him.

Xu Xing raised the end of the stick with his right hand, used his wrist as a fulcrum, and hoisted the stick up, with the head of the stick pointing downward, drawing a semicircle, thus escaping from the grip of the double knives and sweeping towards Lian Sheng's knees.

This strain?!
A complex look of seriousness, fanaticism, and jealousy suddenly flashed in Liansheng's eyes, and what finally settled was an extremely strong and unresolvable murderous intent.

The adaptability of fighting style was secondary. In fact, what shocked and envied him the most was Xu Xing's fearlessness, courage and determination to crush everything with a stick in his hand.

This kind of temperament was so dazzling that Lian Sheng felt ashamed of himself.

What a great talent!
At this moment, Lian Sheng himself seemed to be ignited by the flame of the blade. He leaped into the air, his feet brushed past Xu Xing's stick, and jumped onto a wooden bench behind him.

The stick came like a shadow and smashed the wooden bench into pieces. However, Lian Sheng used the force to jump up again, turning his body and spinning his knife, as if turning into a fire storm, slowly slashing down from top to bottom.

The fire was so bright that it seemed to ignite Liansheng's eyes. He saw his past in the flames.

Lian Sheng was a martial artist who became a monk halfway through his career, but he had a good foundation and high comprehension. Even though he was distracted by magic tricks while practicing boxing, it only took him six years to complete his training and become a great boxer.

Lian Sheng was full of energy and ambition at that time. He even used boxing to recreate the legendary magic trick "The Immortal Rope", earning himself the title of the world's number one magician.

However, in the same year, he met a genius who was equally brilliant and arrogant.

That man's name was Chakravartin.

When two tigers fight, there must be one injury.

This time, it was Liansheng who was defeated.

Although the Chakravartin was victorious, he admired Renawa's talent very much and promised that if Renawa was willing to join Heishi, he would teach him everything he knew.

Furthermore, Liansheng can challenge him at any time, and if he wins, he can take his place and become the new leader of Black Stone.

Liansheng was not a man who would admit defeat. Although he knew that the Chakravartin wanted to use him as a whetstone, he readily agreed and became a veteran of Black Stone.

But since he joined Black Stone, he has never defeated the Chakravartin even once, and the gap is so big that after failing a hundred times, Liansheng no longer has the courage to challenge.

He knew that he had lost, completely lost.

After this defeat, Lian Sheng's morale plummeted, and he even lost his sincerity when trying to reach the Grandmaster level. He eventually went crazy and nearly died from internal bleeding.

Fortunately, the Chakravartin had gained something from his comprehension of Bodhidharma's remains, and with the help of the young minister and "immortal official" Yan Shifan, who was known as "the best boxer in the court", and the secret medicine obtained when he suppressed Mount Wudang, Liansheng was able to save his life and the possibility of practicing martial arts.

Lian Sheng did work hard. Not only did he not become completely depressed, but he practiced his martial arts vigorously and diligently.

But from that day on, an irreversible change began to take place in his heart, and his temperament became more extreme.

Perhaps what he lost was not only Liansheng's boxing skills, but also his pride and persistence.

Lian Sheng began to dislike genius and even boxing. For him, martial arts had completely become a tool and a means.

He wanted to prove his worth in another way.

That is power!
The reference between martial arts and alchemy, the ascension to heaven in broad daylight, and the transformation from human to immortal, are all illusions!
Only the power of life and death, which is second only to one person and above ten thousand people, is real!

Therefore, after learning martial arts again, Lian Sheng actively moved closer to the powerful Yan Party in the court.

Within three or four years, he had secretly helped Yan Shifan eliminate several of his enemies and done many evil things that were despicable to others.

Afterwards, Yan Shifan naturally rewarded Lian Sheng greatly, and even promised him a high position, generous salary, glory and wealth.

Whenever Lian Sheng enjoyed the fine wine, beautiful women, jewelry and money sent by Yan Shifan, he would feel a sense of superiority.

Because he has understood the truth of this world, while even a genius like the Chakravartin is still trapped in empty words and daydreaming.

But Xu Xing's disdain for argument and consistent attitude just now deeply hurt Lian Sheng.

He was determined to kill this ignorant young man!

Even Xu Xing didn't expect that Lian Sheng would actually use his flying sword skills at this time to fight him to the death.

Sword techniques that require both feet to leave the ground are often desperate and life-sacrificing techniques. With one strike of the sword, it's either you or me who will die.

From the side, another lone figure came to Xu Xing's side. It was Lei Bin who had been dormant for a long time.

He knew that it would be difficult to hurt Xu Xing with just the flying needles, so he flipped his wrist, took out two iron needles about two feet long from his sleeve, and rotated them to stab Xu Xing's head.

Lei Bin combined the twisting force of the skin and the exploding force of the flesh into one, forming a violent spiral drilling force. He was confident that even a large iron plate could not stop his piercing, let alone a human?
The head, face and genitals are the two most sensitive parts of the human body. Even if he cannot stab them, Lei Bin wants to use this to interfere with Xu Xing's perception and create an opportunity for Lian Sheng to kill.

The intense stimulation between life and death made Xu Xing's spirit more active and high-spirited. He only felt that his energy and blood were rising and condensing, as if they were about to surge from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

In the moment of life and death, Xu Xing actually let go of the iron rod, shook his shoulders, shrank his body, and spun around like a big ball, rolling under Lei Bin's lower abdomen.

Lei Bin's two stabs missed the target, and he subconsciously tried to pull his arms back and withdraw his elbows, but it was too late.

Xu Xing suddenly straightened his waist, his tendons and muscles protruded from the membrane, covering his entire body. His whole body swelled up like a giant bear shaking its arms, pushing and leaning, hitting hard in the crotch, and bumping into the shoulder.

This was exactly the bear-shaped boxing stance that he had passed on to Qi Dazhui, but when this style of boxing was used in Xu Xing's hands, it was like a black bear spirit that had transformed into a human, suddenly revealing its true form, bringing with it a gust of evil wind, and swinging its arms to charge at people.

Lei Bin could never have imagined that Xu Xing, a strong man with powerful boxing skills, could actually perform such delicate and exquisite changes.

In just a moment, his sternum was shattered, his clothes were torn into pieces, and his whole body flew out lightly, fell to the ground, and slid a full ten feet away before stopping, without any breath left.

Seeing that Xu Xing could still perform such a transformation in this fatal situation, Lian Sheng was shocked at first, then delighted, and he swung his two swords faster and came in front of Xu Xing.

Before the blade reached his body, half of Xu Xing's eyebrow had been burned.

The rope had spun in the air at least five or six times. The accumulated force was terrifying.

Even if Xu Xing had a stick or iron rod in his hand, he would not choose to take it head-on, let alone now that he is unarmed?
So he avoided it.

Xu Xing followed the momentum of the "bear-like shaking arms" and pushed the ground with his waist and hips, urging his shoulders, back, thighs, and arms to exert strength together. Like a frightened big rat, he rolled out at once.

This kind of body movement is called "Smart Rat Rolling in an Oil Pan", and the key is just in one sentence in boxing jargon: relax the muscles and bones, attack the skin and fur, and empty the mind. Only the great boxers who have successfully trained their skin can perform it.

The power of Liansheng's sword, which was accumulated after many turns, was so fierce that even he could hardly control it. He immediately chopped into the air, leaving two bright red circular tracks.

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, he walked slowly with his back close to the ground, and his right leg suddenly bounced up like a knife, slashing into the two fire circles, aiming directly at Liansheng's chest and abdomen.

This kick is called the rolling knife. It is a battle formation boxing technique that Xu Xing learned from his kicking kick in the northern border army. It combines the characteristics of the lying boxing on the ground. It can cut the horse's legs and pierce the horse's belly. It is specially used to kill cavalry. It is extremely fierce. With Xu Xing's skill, one kick can even pierce the horse's belly and kick the cavalryman on the horse to death.

Lian Sheng didn't expect that he would have this move. His feet trembled and he turned back to avoid it. With a "swish", his clothes were torn into a long and narrow crack from his chest to his lower abdomen.

Xu Xing landed his right foot and stood up. Once he started fighting, he was a man of the type who would not give up even if he had the upper hand. Even if one of his moves missed, he would not stop and would continue to chase.

He let out a long roar from his chest, with a mighty force that could pierce through gold and split stone, and stop the moving clouds. Zheng Michang and Shen Yishi felt their eyes go dark, their blood boiling, and they almost fell to the ground.

With a long roar, Xu Xing's back was like a dragon. He took a bow step and leaped between the two swords, allowing the flames on the blades to ignite his clothes. His eyes were unwavering, fixed tightly on the rope.

After approaching, he stretched his left hand diagonally backward, retracted his left shoulder, twisted his body, pushed his right shoulder forward, and drove his right hand forward, blasting out like a cannonball out of a gun.

The air exploded, and before the fist hit, the clothes on Liansheng's chest had already been dented.

Draw the bow and shoot the tiger, long hammer!
When punching, Xu Xing's eyebrows jumped, the blood in his body boiled, his feet twisted and turned, his ten toes pierced through his cloth shoes, gripped the floor tightly, gripped the ground and exerted force, his tongue pressed against his teeth, his hair rose up like flames, and all four limbs moved at the same time!
The tongue is the tip of the flesh, the teeth are the tip of the bones, the nails are the tip of the tendons, and the hair is the tip of the blood. These are the four tips.

As the saying goes, "hair is about to burst out of the crown, tongue is as strong as the mountain, teeth are broken, tendons are softened, fingers are hooked together", the characteristic of the great success of the four exercises is that qi flows throughout the body and strength penetrates all four extremities.

Lian Sheng had no time to dodge, so he held the knife in his left hand in front of him, trying to use it to resist slightly.

The long fist contained a fierce force that moved at all four ends, and it hit the knife like chasing the wind and the moon. With a click, the blade collapsed instantly.

Countless fragments, wrapped in flames, flew in all directions, like thousands of sparks exploding in the sky, so brilliant.

The skin on Xu Xing's right hand was also burned black by the kerosene, and white smoke filled the air.

But Liansheng's short sword was also a specially made weapon, and it was extremely heavy. Even with Xu Xing's boxing skills, the power of his long punch was inevitably weakened after breaking the single sword.

This gave Liansheng a chance to catch his breath.

The old man's left hand was pushed back by the force, and he slashed with the fire knife in his right hand, and like a magic trick, he slashed out a fireball which flew towards Xu Xing's head and face.

If seen by ordinary people, they would only think that this is a magical technique rather than a martial arts technique.

But Xu Xing saw clearly that the fireball was actually a wax ball thrown from the rope-link sleeves.

After Lian Sheng threw out the wax ball, he pulled and pushed the fire knife in his right hand, breaking its surface. The gunpowder powder inside escaped and ignited by friction on the blade, then it turned into a fireball and rushed forward.

Although Xu Xing saw it clearly, he still felt an extreme life-threatening excitement. He really didn't expect that Lian Sheng actually had such a trick of surviving from desperate situations and winning from defeat.

Even if Xu Xing had practiced the "Iron Shirt" hard work all over his body, he was still unable to use his body to withstand the high-temperature flames that ignited the special fat.

Once hit by this ball of fire, even if Lian Sheng stopped attacking, Xu Xing would end up being half-dead or half-crippled.

Xu Xing had a strong premonition.

Life or death, it all depends on this one move.

Under the even stronger stimulation of life and death, Xu Xing's eyes flashed, he took a deep breath, his heart beat wildly like a fire, and the blood in his body steamed so fiercely that it almost broke through the membrane and exploded.

With a loud bang and a slight sound, it exploded between Xu Xing's eyebrows. A spot in the middle of his forehead was obviously bulging, full and translucent, and shining as if it had a glow.

It was as if there was a diamond bead buried in the head, and only today the dust was wiped off and the light began to shine.

This is the most essential killer move among the Yue family's free-hand fighting techniques. It uses the power from the center of the eyebrows to gather Qi and blood throughout the body, like a hundred gods paying homage to the master.

The head is the head of the six yang and the residence of the soul. Ordinary martial arts generally do not touch this place because it is too sensitive and important. If you are not careful, big problems will arise.

Before today, Xu Xing had never broken through this barrier.

But today, facing Lian Sheng's fatal blow, he actually broke through the threshold between life and death and moved his energy and blood here!

The spirit is concentrated to the limit, spontaneously rising and flourishing, as if it has broken through some invisible barrier.

Xu Xing suddenly felt himself enveloped by an unprecedented warmth, as if every part of his body was melting in this warmth, regardless of skin, flesh, bones, spirit or body.

This is the true perfection!

Faintly, Xu Xing saw an ancient stone mirror spinning in the light. The mirror surface was covered with cracks, mottled and damaged, and almost shattered.

The mirror is like a fleeting glimpse, fleeting.

Xu Xing also heard from his master that when qi and blood impact the forehead, it is very easy to have hallucinations, so he stopped thinking about it, puffed up his chest, and continued to inhale.

In an instant, it seemed as if all the air in the living room was sucked into Xu Xing's stomach, and the air flow surged and rolled like a huge tide hitting the shore.

It's more like swallowing than sucking.

Swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger!

The nose is the gate to the sky and the mouth is the door to the earth; with each breath, the air reaches the internal organs, just like glass beads rolling on a jade plate, rolling back and forth around the body before suddenly spewing out.

A streak of white light leaped like a dragon, as fast as lightning, like the flying sword of the sword immortal in ancient legends, piercing through the fireball in front of it, causing a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Liansheng's "fireball technique" is indeed exquisite, but when he breaks the wax ball, he cannot use only his strength, he also needs a restrained swallowing force to ensure that the fireball condenses.

Therefore, the speed of the fireball needs to be slightly slower.

If it is used against an ordinary big boxer, using a slightly slower speed in exchange for a larger attack range is a completely worthwhile deal.

But this slowness is a chance for Xu Xing to turn death into life!
After piercing through the fireball, this extremely condensed white light continued to move forward, hitting Lian Sheng's head and face.

Even with his physique at the half-step grandmaster level, he still felt dazed and dizzy.

Oops!
Lian Sheng knew that something was wrong, so he immediately stomped his feet on the ground, trying to use the force to get away, but how would Xu Xing give him this opportunity?

With his boxing skills, having already seized the initiative, his follow-up moves were naturally continuous.

Xu Xing took a step forward and once again displayed his most skillful and refined Eagle Claw Kung Fu. His arms were blue and black, and his tendons bulged, piercing the air with a hissing sound, making a crisp and sharp sound like a sword being unsheathed.

Yue family free-hand fighting: eagle catch, eagle tear!
This kind of grappling requires the use of the whole body's strength, with the five fingers bent and stretched for grabbing, the tiger's mouth exerting strength for tearing, and at the same time the wrist must be turned and exerted, with a heavy force for bumping, chopping and smashing.

With Xu Xing's skill, even a solid iron pillar would be twisted into a knot with just a grab and a twist, let alone a human body?

In a flash, Lian Sheng suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his head and face, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

This is the reaction that only a great boxer who has trained his strength through the face can have.

But at this moment, this reaction was of no help in helping Liansheng escape from danger, it only made him realize one thing more clearly.

——If I can’t take this blow, I will die!
Lian Sheng let out a long roar towards the sky, and despite his unclear vision, he twisted his waist and shoulders, shook his muscles and bones, and exerted his strength violently. Dust and stone powder flew under his feet, and a big hole was blasted out in an instant.

It was not until this moment that he was able to truly display the explosive power of a top boxer.

However, in front of Xu Xing, who had mastered the art of heavenly power and whose qi and blood had broken through the barrier of life and death, Lian Sheng was still a step slow.

In the eyes of others, Xu Xing's palm just passed by.

But in this instant, Lian Sheng's throat and trachea were completely pulled out, and he immediately fell to the ground, deader than dead.

Xu Xing withdrew his hand, stood up, and couldn't help thinking.

Was that stone mirror just now really an illusion?
But this thought was soon diluted by the joy of surviving the disaster and defeating the enemy.

Although Xu Xing won this round, it was an extremely thrilling victory. Even if he took a wrong step, he would have died without a burial place.

After all, even a great boxer who has tempered his body four times, or even a master of "the seal of man and fist, the seal of fist and heaven", cannot make his body flawless. If someone touches his vital points once, he will die on the spot.

Xu Xing faced the siege of three people at the same time, but he achieved a complete victory at only a small price. Such a record is worthy of pride and is completely worth savoring for a long time.

Thinking of the fireball that the opponent had just missed, he extinguished the flames on his body and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Although Xu Xing likes boxing, he never uses the quality of boxing as the only criterion for value judgment.

Instead, he found the act of Liansheng, which combined magic tricks with boxing, surprising and interesting.

In Xu Xing's opinion, pure boxing is one way, and combining it with magic tricks is another way.

There is no high or low in the Tao. No matter what you can achieve in the end, as long as you can persevere, it will always be good.

Even if you are at a dead end and have reached the end of the road, you may still be able to create a new world.

It’s a pity that Liansheng was not able to keep it consistent in the end.

What a pity! What a pity!

(End of this chapter)