From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Chapter 42: One palm smashes the famous sword, one move defeats the sword master, one claw takes the life! (6500)

At the foot of the mountain path, in the dense forest, a hundred feet east of the mountain gate stone tablet, a short ninja was hiding in the forest.

He was wearing a camouflage-like cape, and the knife at his waist was only two feet long, rough and wide, which could be used as a stepping stone when climbing cliffs or scaling city walls.

These ninjas were trained in a special way that was almost inhumane. They weighed less than 70 kilograms and were no more than five feet tall.

In order to achieve this effect, the Qigong they practiced, although it incorporated Buddhist Zen techniques, only had stealth techniques that conserved Qi and blood, and fighting techniques that stimulated the potential of the physical body.

Therefore, these people rarely live beyond the age of forty. Because of this, their fighting spirit and fighting spirit are incomparable to ordinary people. The term "fearless and unafraid of death" is simply tailor-made for this kind of people.

Those who have been sent to participate in this mission are the elite among the Japanese ninjas. Judging from their short-term explosive power, they are comparable to the great boxers in the martial arts world.

After crouching for a while, the ninja seemed to hear some movement. Without raising his head, his hand had already pressed on the hilt of the knife.

Before the knife was unsheathed, a flash of blood appeared before his eyes.

Lu Zhu put away his sword, took a step forward, supported the man's body, and then slowly placed him on the ground.

Although this lay disciple of Shaolin Temple is proficient in all kinds of weapons, Lu Zhu's favorite skill over the years is swordsmanship.

After a while, Qi Jiguang also came slowly from the west, holding a large iron spear. The spear was as thick as a goose egg and about ten feet long. Blood was dripping from the tip of the spear, and it was obvious that he had just killed someone.

This spear was originally a training tool used by Southern Shaolin monks to build up their strength and practice spearmanship. The spear head and shaft are made of pure iron and weigh sixty to seventy kilograms. Only a master like Qi Jiguang can wield it with ease.

Seeing Qi Jiguang approaching, Lu Zhu raised his long sword and said with emotion:
"These Japanese pirates are indeed elite. I was almost discovered by them."

Qi Jiguang came over and looked at the body beside Lu Zhu with a look of emotion in his eyes:
"These are the assassins of the Japanese. Their assassination methods are sinister and secretive. They will do anything to achieve their goals. When I first arrived in the southeast to suppress the Japanese, many brave men in the army died in their assassination. It is impossible to guard against them."

Although Lu Zhu had just arrived in the southeast not long ago, he had heard of the name of this group of people.

When following Zhu Tiandu to plunder the southeast, these ninjas caused the greatest damage. The Ming army even left a record of "drawing bows and shooting at them, the thieves all caught the arrows with their hands, and the troops looked at each other in shock and fled."

Everyone can catch a flying arrow with bare hands. What a terrifying quality!

Qi Jiguang squatted down, pinched the ninja's bones, and rummaged through his clothes, from which he found a whistle, a tube of gunpowder, a bag of pills, and a handful of various hidden weapons.

Although he had expected this, after touching her again, Qi Jiguang couldn't help but sigh:

"It seems that Zhu Laolong has really made up his mind this time. The training method of the Japanese assassins is extremely cruel, so the muscles and bones of these people are much looser than those of our boxers.

The skin, flesh and bones of these people are as strong as copper and iron. Their physique alone is incredible, and they have so many skills. They are obviously the elite among the Japanese assassins."

However, despite talking about the horror of these Japanese assassins, Qi Jiguang couldn't help but smile.

"Unfortunately, he ran into our 'Great Sage of Chaos' head on."

Qi Jiguang was truly impressed by Xu Xing's perception that was like "opening the entire map". He had fought in hundreds of battles in his life, but never once had he been able to fight so... easily.

In the past, Qi Jiguang would not even associate this word with battle, but after fighting with Xu Xing, he sincerely felt this way.

At the same time, Qi Jiguang also realized from another perspective how terrifying Xu Xing was. For such an extremely sharp and powerful man, the number of people had lost its meaning.

"One thing to say, one thing to say, indeed."

With a laugh, Xu Xing also grabbed a human head and jumped down from the treetop. He landed lightly on the ground, his skin and flesh trembling all over, eliminating the force. The soft soil shook slightly, revealing a shallow footprint.

After completing the skin and flesh refining, all the flesh on Xu Xing's body seemed to have turned into another kind of refined substance. When the blood gathered and sank, it weighed several thousand pounds. When his body was lifted up, it seemed as if there was not a pound left.

This is also one of the results of his practice in the past two months. With the help of Li Shizhen, Xu Xing has also analyzed the secrets of alchemy in the "Sanfeng Blood Classic".

The key to Taoist practice is to guide the refining of Qi and inhale and exhale the Yingwei.

"People receive Qi from food. Food enters the stomach and is passed to the lungs. The five internal organs and six bowels all receive Qi. The clear Qi is called Ying, and the turbid Qi is called Wei."

Nutritive Qi is the essence of water and grain, which is transformed into blood and coexists with blood. It is also called "nutritive blood."

Wei Qi is transformed from the turbid Qi of water and grain, and is a part of the Yang Qi in the human body, so it is also called "Wei Yang". It can resist the invasion of external evil, warm the internal organs, and moisturize the skin and fur.

The Sanfeng Blood Classic talks about how to merge the two into one to form "Zongqi". In the words of alchemy, it means to capture Kan and fill Li, to harmonize water and fire, and to subdue the dragon and the tiger.

There is a saying in the martial arts world that the qi and blood in the human body are the degeneration of the innate essence and to achieve the "infallible human immortal" one must use true fire to burn the body, completely cut off the acquired turbid qi, and go against the innate.

"Zongqi" has the effect of "replenishing the innate vital energy". 70% of the human body is water, but under the nourishment of Zongqi, it can transform ordinary water and turbid water into the purest jade liquid, gradually starting to move towards the path of reversing the innate.

This is what the Taoist alchemy method calls "bathing over a gentle fire." If the general method of refining is to stir-fry in a large pot, quickly in and out, then this advanced method of nourishing the body is to cook porridge or soup, and it must be boiled until the muscles and bones are as soft as cream, and it will take at least three years without touching the heat.

Even if Xu Xing had the stone mirror in his hand, it would be difficult to speed up the progress, because this was a gentle enough method of cultivation that could only be achieved with time.

Therefore, as a person who always does things to the extreme, he was willing to sit in Southern Shaolin for more than two months and fight with Zhu Tiandu and Zhu Polong.

Xu Xing lifted up the head and showed it to Qi Jiguang:

"This man is a great boxer, with impressive skills. He seems to be a leader. Brother Yuan Jing, do you recognize him?"

Qi Jiguang took a closer look, recognized the man, and said with a smile:
"Tafa, this is one of the four great ninja masters of the Wa Nu Kaminari. He once tried to assassinate me. He is good at escaping with mist. Even I was not careful enough and was tricked, so he escaped.

This little trick can't be hidden from your eyes."

Xu Xing didn't care too much. For him now, killing a top boxer was not much more difficult than killing a chicken. He just threw the head onto the treetop.

He shook his sleeves and smiled:
"You two, I have an impatient temper and a big appetite, so I will take charge of those two dishes that are hard to fathom."

Xu Xing looked at Qi Jiguang again and said:

"Brother Yuan Jing, is a 'Sincerity' Grandmaster enough to feed you?"

His tone was extremely relaxed, as if he was not talking about a long-established master figure, but rather like he was discussing with the folks how to divide the New Year pig after slaughtering it in the first month of the lunar year.

Qi Jiguang had never seen anyone treat a master in such a casual manner, and his originally heavy mood suddenly relaxed.

He raised his eyebrows, drew his gun, stood up, and shouted without losing the battle:

"Tafa, Qi has always been careless about his table manners when eating."

Xu Xing laughed and didn't care at all.

"In that case, why not have a comparison?"

Lu Zhu had just become a master, and was aware of the gap between himself and Xu Xing and Qi Jiguang. He had no desire to win, so he only thought for a moment, then raised one hand and said calmly:

"Leave the rest of them to me."

In fact, Qi Jiguang and Lu Zhu had both felt Zhu Tiandu's importance attached to Xu Xing from these ninjas, and they also realized that this group of invading enemies were indeed no ordinary people.

However, their confidence in Xu Xing is even stronger.

In the distance, the vast and boundless sedan chair shook again.

At this time, Kamiizumi Nobunaga had retreated five or six feet.

He put his hand on the hilt of the knife, crouched slightly, stared at the sedan chair, and licked his lips.

"Hey, what's going on with this thing? Do we have to fight first before we start?"

Although Kamiizumi Nobunaga was complaining, his eyes were filled with eager excitement.

The four great boxers who were responsible for carrying the sedan chair were also shocked, but soon the leader smiled and said:

"It's just like normal people dozing off when they sleep. It's a common occurrence, but this gentleman's dozing off makes a little more noise."

"Napping?"

The corner of Kamiizumi Nobutsuna's mouth twitched.

As they spoke, the other three had already opened the curtain, and they could see a huge man with a lion-like nose, a broad face, and angry hair and beard sitting upright in the sedan chair.

The sedan chair was already very spacious, but it still could not accommodate him. He was nearly ten feet tall, his arms were thicker than the waist of an ordinary person, his neck was as wide as his head, his shoulders were high, and his back was broad.

His hands were locked with a thick iron chain, with steel hoops hung on his wrists. Major acupuncture points on his body were pierced with thin golden needles. The tails of the golden needles trembled continuously with his breathing.

A total of eight pieces of paper were pasted on the four pillars and four sides of the sedan chair, on which were painted eight vague but imposing statues of gods.

The giant closed his eyes tightly, his face tense with muscles, as if he was enduring some extremely terrible and inhuman pain.

In the practice of kendo in the Wa country, cultivating the mind is an extremely crucial step. Kamiizumi Nobunaga's state of mind has long been trained to the point where he can remain unmoved even if a mountain collapses in front of him or a huge waterfall falls on his head.

But even he, seeing the giant's face, would feel waves of phantom pain in his heart. Kamiizumi Nobunaga simply couldn't imagine how deep this pain was.

Tsukahara Bokuden glanced at Kamiizumi Nobutsuna and shook his head.
"Kamiizumi boy, although your physical strength is still well preserved, your mind is still not fully cultivated."

He turned around, looked at the giant, and said with emotion:

“When the Ghost Emperor came to the East, although our country had many strong men and heroes, he was the only one who dared to stand before the Ghost Emperor and challenge the Demon King of Middle-earth openly.

Everyone said that he went into battle in order to inspire the blood of our people. Only an old man like me knew that he just wanted to prove his martial arts.

"Daoxue, it's been a long time..."

At the end, Tsukahara Bokuden's tone was filled with infinite sorrow.

This being named "Da Lei Tian" is none other than Tachibana Dosetsu, who once dominated the Wa Kingdom and was known as the military god of Kyushu and the incarnation of the god of thunder.

This man uses God as his title, and indeed seems to be favored by God. He was born with terrifying supernatural powers and extremely strong muscles and bones.

When he was young, Tachibana Dosetsu chased thunderclouds in pursuit of the supreme martial arts, and from them he learned the method of thundering muscles and bones, so that every movement was like a burst of thunder.

Due to his naturally strong muscles and bones, the thunder was not just muffled thunder, but real continuous thunder.

This is exactly the realm of "Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound" and "Palm Thunder" in boxing. However, the people of Wa Nu Kingdom do not understand the principles of boxing, so they regard this strange phenomenon as a gift from Kenyu Thunder God.

Tachibana Dosetsu was thus named "the incarnation of the god of thunder", and he himself embarked on a path of training his muscles and bones. However, due to the extremely fierce struggle in the country of Wa, the boxing techniques that emerged were mostly killing and stimulating potential, with few systematic training methods.

As for those advanced "refining methods" that are considered to be the hidden treasures of various sects in the Central Plains, they do not have any of them.

Therefore, although Tachibana Dosetsu had an iron-hard determination to seek the truth, he still couldn't avoid being bruised and battered on this road, to the point where his injuries were severe and difficult to heal, and his future was blocked.

Not to mention him, even those masters from the Central Plains with orthodox inheritance could not avoid stumbling on this road.

However, Tachibana Dosetsu is both unfortunate and lucky.

When he was on the verge of death, he met a peerless warrior whose boxing skills were unparalleled in the Central Plains.

In the last moments of his life, Tachibana Dosetsu chose a death that was a warrior's way. He wanted to challenge Zhu Tiandu and die in battle with dignity.

Before he died, he had only one request.

——I can die in obscurity, but my boxing skills and my path must not be buried with me!
After I die, you can take my body and use it as you wish, but you must help me verify whether this path is feasible.

Even Zhu Tian was moved by this burning ambition. He used his ultimate punching power to shatter Tachibana Dosetsu's spirit and preserve his still active body.

Even Zhu Tiandu had never seen such a unique body. Tachibana Dosetsu's martial arts were only about strength, and beyond strength there was even more strength. He did not practice the softness at all.

If he had not been blessed with a body that could open bones, his skin and flesh would have disintegrated and exploded, and he would have died long ago.

Zhu Tiandu did not disappoint his promise to Hua Daoxue. He spent countless rare treasures to refine various potions to cleanse his bones, muscles, and flesh.

It was during this process that something happened that even Zhu Tiandu did not expect. It was as if a completely new blank consciousness was born in this body that had already lost its mind.

This consciousness is difficult to communicate with, and cannot intersect, but it still retains Tachibana Dosetsu's original fighting spirit and bellicosity. Due to its lack of rationality, this bellicosity has even developed to the point of being almost cruel and bloodthirsty.

The relationship between spirit and body is an unavoidable topic in martial arts.

It is generally believed in the martial arts world that only a master-level spirit can pry open the relationship between the body and the spirit, stimulate the potential of the body, and transform the essence of life.

However, Zhu Tiandu saw another possibility in Tachibana Dosetsu - the possibility of completely separating the body and spirit and practicing independently.

He had another guess.

Could it be that the "three souls and seven spirits", "the outgoing Yin spirit" and "the walking Yang spirit" mentioned in the classics really exist?

Regardless of the principle, Tachibana Dosetsu's body did change, and Zhu Tiandu changed its name to "Da Lei Tian" and used his fists to guide this mysterious existence to start practicing boxing.

Zhu Tiandu wanted to know, if he completely gave up the pursuit of spiritual realm and only remembered the punch power through the physical body, could he reach the great perfection of physical boxing?
Except Zhu Tiandu and Zhu Polon, no one knows the specific results of this experiment.

Until—now!
While Kamiizumi Nobunaga was excited, Tsukahara Bokuden was feeling emotional, and the four great boxers were relaxing.

The golden needles on Da Lei Tian's body suddenly trembled.

It shook again.

It was a very subtle movement, but it was uniform, and all the sounds merged into one, making a loud noise like the muffled thunder faintly heard from the depths of the clear summer sky.

Then, his teeth chattered, making a clanging sound, and long white gas like sharp arrows shot out from his ears, nose and mouth, hitting the sedan chair and making dents there.

All these changes happened in a very short period of time.

Only two masters, Kamiizumi Nobunaga and Tsukahara Bokuden, could see it clearly.

The four great boxers only heard a loud bang, and then saw the large sedan chair made entirely of heavy mahogany suddenly explode and break into pieces, with the debris shooting in all directions like powerful arrows.

A majestic figure slowly stood up from the smoke and dust.

His eyes seemed half open and half closed, and countless tendons as thick as thumbs were running and moving under his skin. The dynamics of each tendon were different, and some even conflicted with each other. With every movement, a golden needle would fly out.

In the end, only a thin golden needle was left, stuck between the person's eyebrows.

In a flash, the four great boxers had retreated more than three feet away, and everyone's eyes were focused on "Da Lei Tian".

No one knew what stimulated this ghostly being. Only Tsukahara Bokuden, who had already entered the realm of "ultimate emptiness", vaguely felt something strange.

Another unfamiliar voice also sounded in the scene.

"Oh? You have such a keen sense of perception. Did you know I was coming? Interesting, really very interesting."

Everyone turned around and saw a young man in a gray monk's robe walking slowly towards them along with the voice.

He had a handsome face, slightly raised sword-like eyebrows, and a heroic air. Although he was dressed like a monk, he had long hair tied into a ponytail and an upright posture. Even though he was walking in the mud, his cloth shoes were as shiny as new.

Among all the people present, those with the lowest boxing skills were all great boxers, so they could naturally see that although the young man seemed to be walking slowly and motionless, his skin and flesh were actually vibrating everywhere, shaking off the dust and dirt on his body.

When Xu Xing had just achieved the "Ultimate State of Skin Refining", he could remain dry even when it rained, and instead use his skin to shake off raindrops like a lotus leaf.

——In the eyes of ordinary warriors, even boxers who have mastered the art of skin refining, this is already an extremely incredible thing.

But now, after mastering the "Empty Immortal Bag", Xu Xing can even use this ability on clothes through the skin.

Compared to before, this control ability has been improved by more than several times?
After noticing this abnormality, Nobunaga Kamiizumi's hairs suddenly stood up one by one and his heart began to beat wildly.

For a moment, Xu Xing's figure seemed even taller than Da Lei Tian standing next to him.

The other four great boxers looked at Xu Xing as if he were a ghost that had appeared out of nowhere.

With their level of boxing skills, they had no idea how Xu Xing had managed to cross the dense forest filled with ninjas and assassins and appear in this place silently.

Tsukahara Bokuden didn't say anything. He pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife. His cloudy eyes suddenly became clear and he looked straight at Xu Xing. His breathing also became extremely long.

Xu Xing put his hands behind his back, glanced at everyone present, and just looked at Da Lei Tian.

"Why, you've put on such a big display, but you still don't dare to take action?"

Although his voice was soft, his words revealed a kind of confidence and dominance that looked down on the world and looked down on all the heroes.

It seemed that in Xu Xing's eyes, Kamiizumi Nobunaga and others were not well-known top masters, but a group of shy children who were restrained and needed his encouragement before they could let go.

Stab it!

An extremely sharp whistle suddenly sounded, and the knife light tore through the air, leaving a white mark and cutting in front of Xu Xing's eyes.

The blade was as clear as water, with a graceful arc, and before it actually cut down, it had already cut the rope that tied Xu Xing's hair, causing his long hair to fly and swirl in the wind.

This is exactly the famous sword of Kamiizumi Nobunaga - Suzumaru Tsunetsugu!

The sword master shouted loudly, and used the Tantric mantra to blast away his suppressed spirit, his brows were as stern as a Dharma protector, his body sank and rose, his toes landed on the ground, and the scabbard at his waist spun, and a series of sparks flew between the blade and the scabbard.

When the blade is unsheathed, there is a strong iron smell.

When he drew his sword, he not only worked his waist and hips together, but also had the recoil force from the ground after his feet stepped on the ground. He also calculated the angle of the sun, and the blade appeared, reflecting the sunlight. The sword light appeared, which not only dazzled Xu Xing's eyes, but also obscured his body.

This move is a unique skill of the Japanese ninja, called Kengakuten, which can be said to be the ultimate use of the right time.

Just by looking at the way he drew his sword this time, you can tell that Kamiizumi Nobunaga's title of "Sword Saint" is absolutely well-founded. Although he lacks physical training, with a sword in his hand, he is still a well-deserved master of swordsmanship.

Kamiizumi Nobunaga calculated very accurately. When he drew his sword, it was just when Xu Xing had just uttered the last word and his chest was about to rise and fall for a breath.

At this moment, Xu Xing's hands were still behind his back. If he raised his legs to block the knife, he would lose the ability to move and evade, and would definitely be hit by the knife of Tsukahara Bokuden who was following behind.

Kamiizumi Nobunaga believed that with the swordsmanship of this old senior being even better than his own, he would definitely not miss such a good opportunity.

The knife light fell on Xu Xing's eyebrows, illuminating a pair of bright eyes that seemed to be burning with fire.

Although his eyes were passionate, his expression did not show the slightest bit of shock.

The next moment, Xu took action.

He rolled and twisted his feet, and his calf tendons twisted, causing his waist and spine to rotate together. A spiral force rose from the ground and spread to his arms. His right hand, which had been behind his back, was like a giant axe that swung down in a circle.

Although Kamiizumi Nobunaga's plan was good, he had no idea at all what level Xu Xing's speed and strength had reached after he mastered the "Empty Immortal Bag".

Even though the Empty Immortal Bag is just an empty shell, it has the word "immortal" in it after all. How can mortals predict the immortal's boxing skills?
Can’t attack if you put your hands behind your back?
ridiculous!

Xu Xing's palm strike from behind was actually faster than Kamiizumi Nobunaga's sword!

Kamiizumi Nobunaga felt that at this moment, the other party seemed to have turned into a violent ape that crushed mountains and rivers and roared to the sky. Every move he made seemed to have the power to move mountains and cover the earth.

This was exactly the Disaster Fist that Xu Xing had learned from the white-clothed bandit and used to defeat the Chakravartin.

The sword intent that was as powerful as a diamond to subdue demons was shattered by this indescribably ferocious punch.

What was shattered was not only the sword intent, but also Suzumaru Tsuneji himself.

This sword has been in existence for hundreds of years and is known as the national treasure of the Wa Kingdom. It is said that it contains the power of Buddha and can help the military leader slay demons and defend the Dharma.

Unfortunately, neither Kamiizumi Nobunaga himself nor the sword in his hand were far from enough to deal with Xu Xing, the great saint among monsters.

Ueizumi Nobunaga only felt that what was pressing against the blade of his sword was not a flesh palm, but a rapidly swirling sea vortex, which was carrying tremendous water pressure, making it difficult for him to draw his sword. Then, the swirling force was suddenly expelled outwards, exploding and spreading out.

With a suck and a swallow, the blade, which was already only about two-thirds left, was broken into pieces again.

After all, Kamiizumi Nobunaga was a sword master. Even though his knuckles were broken and his tendons were damaged, he did not let go of the hilt of the sword.

But this persistence seems so useless at this moment.

Xu Xing held his broken blade in his right hand, and his left hand was clenched into an eagle claw, stabbing towards Ueizumi Nobunaga's neck.

——After only one round of fighting, the Shin-Yagyu Sword Master who had made a great name for himself in the Japanese country was defeated.

Defeat means death!
(End of this chapter)