From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Chapter 53: As you requested, let's go into the sea for a fight! (6200)

As soon as Zhu Tiandu and Yamabushi finished their conversation, a large flag appeared in the distance in the wind and rain at the far end of the venue.

Looking at the big peng flag, Zhu Tiandu's eyes were filled with emotion, Zhu Polong's eyes were deep, and the other daimyos of the Wa Kingdom looked a little unnatural.

Most of these great names knew the reasons why Yue Daohai and Zhu Tiandu parted ways, and they also knew about the story of "The Great Sage Hun Tian" who killed the two great sword masters.

Even with strong men like Zhu Tiandu, Zhu Polong and Yamabushi in charge, the daimyo still couldn't help but feel a deep fear.

If this Great Sage really wanted to slam the table and kill people in anger, how could they resist?
Even if the Ghost Emperor can really control him by then, how much damage can he cause in the process?

Thinking of this, the daimyos felt as if a stone was hanging in their hearts and were extremely depressed.

Seeing that the big peng flag was approaching, Zhu Tiandu stepped forward and walked out of the hall, standing in the wind and rain, waiting for the visitor.

Zhu Polong followed beside him, looking straight ahead with a solemn expression.

Among the thirty-six ship owners, the big pirates who were qualified to attend the meeting also stood up and gathered behind Zhu Polong.

The swordsmen who were determined to take revenge lined up beside Zhu Tiandu, looking aggressive and murderous.

The leader of the Nichiren clan and the powerful Japanese warriors brought by the daimyo also walked over solemnly and stood behind Zhu Polong, showing both their submission and their solidarity against the common enemy.

Seeing this, Yamabushi let out a strange laugh, came to the left side of Zhu Tiandu, stood side by side with Zhu Polong, and showed his attitude.

The spirits of these people seemed to have merged together at this moment, forming some kind of giant monster. Even if it was just occupying this place without showing a clear attacking posture, it could still bring a strong sense of oppression to people.

The sword art of the Japanese nation has always placed great emphasis on tempering the spirit, and Tsukahara Bokuden once told an anecdote about this.

He once used swordsmanship to duel with someone, but before his sword could hit the person, the person had already died of a broken liver and gallbladder because he could not bear the intense mental pressure.

When outsiders see this, they think it is evil magic or sorcery, but it is not the case.

Now, these swordsmen are all disciples of Tsukahara Bokuden. Although they have not yet mastered the "witnessing" technique to the point of scaring people to death like their master, they are still very scary.

If they were facing ordinary people, they wouldn't need to take any action, they could scare away their courage with just their gazes.

What's more, gathered here now, in addition to these swordsmen, there are also half-step masters like Hozoin and Nichiren, as well as the two genuine masters Yamabushi and Zhu Polong.

These people are all masters with iron will and concentrated spirit. Once they gather together, the sense of oppression they can bring to people is unimaginable.

Even a strong man at the level of a great boxer from the Central Plains would feel awe-inspiring and lose his spirit in front of these gazes that were as solid as substance.

If we add Zhu Tiandu, Prince Baolong whose boxing skills are unparalleled in the world and almost the best in the world, let alone great boxers, even true masters would be nervous.

Even though Xu Xing had killed two masters and a nearly indestructible peerless strong man, Zhu Tiandu was still able to gather so many masters.

The power and prestige of this Ghost Emperor are so great that it can be seen from this!
In front of these people, the dozens of boxers brought by Xu Xing, although also local masters in the southeast, still seemed a little weak.

Seeing this scene, whether it was the big pirates, the daimyo of the Japanese country, or the swordsmen who were determined to take revenge, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter how talented you are, Great Sage Hun Tian, ​​you started too late and are too young. How can you compare your accumulation and foundation with the Ghost Emperor who has traveled across the world and dominated the Wa country for decades?

Even if he is a master, he is not indestructible. Two fists cannot beat four hands. With so many of us rushing forward, how can this person survive?
For a moment, the eyes of those swordsmen were filled with murderous intent, and they were ready to make a move.

They looked Xu Xing up and down, like a group of hyenas, treating this Great Sage Hun Tian as a meal on the plate and wanting to eat him up completely.

However, at this moment, a heroic voice sounded, with a powerful breath, shaking the whole body, so loud that it suppressed the sound of wind and rain in the sky.

"Tafa, they are trying to intimidate you."

Qi Jiguang, holding a large iron spear, led a team of soldiers wearing rattan armor and came to Xu Xing's side.

The daimyos and swordsmen of the Wa Kingdom had not yet seen Qi Jiguang's face clearly, but just hearing this extremely familiar voice, they felt their hearts tremble, and many of them even looked pale.

In fact, in the eyes of the Japanese, the name "Qi Hu" is even more terrifying than "The Great Sage Hun Tian".

Although Xu Xing had an outstanding record in battle, having killed two great sword masters of the Japanese Empire in one battle, he was still late in his debut and did not have much contact with the Japanese people.

Apart from those swordsmen who had been taught by Kamiizumi Nobunaga and Tsukahara Bokuden, most daimyos of the Wa Kingdom kept a distance from this great sage.

Qi Jiguang had been in charge of the southeast for more than several years. During this period, this "Qi Tiger" had led his troops to strangle or even personally killed countless Japanese pirates who had followed the thirty-six ships to the expedition.

Among the Japanese daimyos present, at least half of them had suffered heavy casualties at the hands of Qi Hu, and quite a few had been killed by him and fled, abandoning their weapons and armor.

Now, seeing this war-like figure for the first time, these Japanese daimyos were naturally horrified. What surprised them even more was that even though the Demon Emperor took action himself, he was unable to take the life of this Qi Lao Hu?

Thinking of this, a faint cloud of gloom rose involuntarily in the hearts of these celebrities.

Will this alliance really go as smoothly as imagined?
On the other side, Lu Zhu also led a group of elite monks and caught up from behind. These people were recruited by Xu Xing in Southern Shaolin. Due to the hard training, their clothes were worn out, so they simply took the monk robes of Southern Shaolin as training clothes and dressed as monks.

Lu Zhu held the long sword in his hand sideways and said with a smile:

"General Qi arrived so quickly."

As soon as Lu Zhu finished speaking, he raised his eyes and glanced at Rilian in the crowd.

The leader of the Nichiren sect only felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows and his eyes were burning, as if he saw a huge sun shining brightly. At this moment, he had lost his body, speech, and thoughts.

Even though he had great Zen skills, it took him a full breath to recover. After coming to his senses, Master Rilian looked at Lu Zhu again with a look of horror that was speechless.

——When did the Central Plains Buddhism produce such a young master? !

Why should he!
Thinking of all the efforts he had made over the years in pursuit of the path of utmost sincerity, as well as the humiliation of his defeat by Kamiizumi Nobunaga, the leader of the Nichiren sect felt an itchy and numb feeling in his chest, as if he was being scratched by a hundred claws. He was filled with extreme anger and resentment.

Buddha, you are so biased!

For a moment, his face looked extremely bad, and even the Buddhist beads in his hand made a series of cracking sounds.

Wearing a bright red python robe, and looking like a middle-aged Lu Fang, he walked alone from the end of the team. He fluttered his sleeves, looked at the front with contempt, and said calmly:

"Who can be scared by such a small scene?"

Each word that Lu Fang uttered did not make much of a sound at first, but rather the sound of thunder from the rolling rocks on the cliffs echoed faintly with the violent storm, becoming louder and more powerful, and echoing far away.

When Baozangyuan and the swordsmen with cloths tied on their heads heard this voice, their faces suddenly changed drastically. They felt a stinging pain in their eardrums, dizziness, and blackness in front of their eyes.

Yamabushi and Zhu Polong looked up suddenly, but before they looked at Lu Fang, Lu Fang's gaze had already fallen on the two of them, as sharp as a sword, piercing people's hearts.

Even though this internal minister was fighting one against two, he did not show any weakness at all, and even took the initiative to provoke a fight.

Although Lu Fang was not well-known in the Wa country, this one move was enough to make everyone realize how unfathomable the boxing skills of this eunuch in the dragon robe were.

The three great masters came together and with just a few moves, they easily overwhelmed the opponent's large numbers and covetous aura.

Xu Xingchao turned around and bowed to the three people. The four of them smiled at each other, and everything was said without words.

Although Prince Baolong is the leader of a region with great power and influence, Xu Xing has also made many friends along the way. He does not let others down and has people of the same kind to help him.

When everyone saw that the Great Sage Hun Tian had assembled such a luxurious lineup, they were so shocked that they were speechless.

Zhu Tiandu remained unmoved, and just looked at Xu Xing with interest. After watching for a long time, he nodded slightly and said with satisfaction:
"Yue Lao Er has accepted a good disciple. You are good, very good."

Zhu Tiandu opened his mouth, and every word he uttered seemed to be mixed with the wind and rain in the sky.

At the same time, a feeling arose in the hearts of the three great masters, as if it was not them who were speaking, but the wind and rain above their heads and the tsunami in the distance that were speaking for them!
Such a method is undoubtedly much better than the demonstration just now by the three of them.

While Zhu Tiandu was speaking, Xu Xing was also observing Prince Baolong, who had been active in the southeast for decades.

In fact, ever since Xu Xing heard about the feud between his master and Zhu Tiandu, he has regarded Prince Baolong as his greatest opponent in martial arts in his life.

Now, after nearly twenty years of hard training, Xu Xing finally got his wish and was able to stand in front of Zhu Tiandu to avenge his master.

At this time, even with Xu Xing's state of mind and cultivation, he couldn't help but feel a little excited. He looked directly at Zhu Tiandu and said word by word:
"You are not worthy of being called Yue Lao Er."

Zhu Tian did not comment, but just raised his chin and shook his head towards Qi Dazhu, who was carrying a big flag on his shoulders behind Xu Xing.

"Your vision in selecting apprentices is not as good as your master's. You started practicing martial arts too late and your aptitude is too poor. People like you are not worthy of carrying this banner."

Although this sentence is extremely conceited and arrogant, when it comes out of Zhu Tiandu's mouth, it has a sense of self-evident and unquestionable feeling.

You have to know that Prince Baolong is a person who stands at the pinnacle of martial arts in the world. No matter who you are, even if you are his enemy, you have to acknowledge his attainments in boxing.

Who can ignore the judgment made by such a person?
Even Qi Dazhu felt ashamed. With my current level, am I really qualified to inherit my master's legacy?

However, after seeing Xu Xing's back, he quickly calmed down, and the hand holding the flag was as steady as ever, without the slightest wavering.

Such performance made Zhu Tian couldn't help but look at him more.

However, Zhu Tiandu's attitude angered Xu Xing.

Although he was gentle and polite on weekdays, he was actually a very proud and confident person. How could Zhu Tiandu insult his apprentice like this? Moreover, in terms of boxing attainments and martial arts achievements, Xu Xing was not inferior to Zhu Tiandu at all. Zhu Tiandu was not qualified to evaluate his apprentice!

Xu Xing crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows, and sneered:
"You are short-sighted. When it comes to fighting, you have some skills, but when it comes to teaching your disciples..."

As he spoke, Xu Xing raised his head slightly, looked past Zhu Tiandu and looked directly at Zhu Polong beside him, raised a finger and shook it slowly.

"Ah."

Although it was only one word, the disdain and contempt in his words were clearly revealed.

Although Zhu Polong remained calm and did not take any action, the ship owners and bandits behind him showed angry expressions and started to make a commotion.

As these people moved, Qi Jiguang's Qi family army and the southeastern boxers brought by Xu Xing and Lu Zhu also moved with them.

Everyone breathed rapidly in the cold rain, and puffs of white mist emerged. Nearly two hundred pairs of eyes shot out dangerous and fearful lights, and murderous intent was already filling the wind.

In an instant, the situation was on the verge of breaking out.

Zhu Tiandu smiled again.

"Young man, you are indeed full of vigor and vitality. It's a pity that your vision is a bit narrow, but your boxing skills are indeed high enough..."

He looked straight at Xu Xing, his words revealing irrepressible joy.

"If you want to stop me, then show your true ability. I'll give you a chance. Let's have a fair fight. Choose a place."

In fact, Zhu Tiandu is not only a hero pursuing hegemony, but also a pure boxer to the extreme.

Even the so-called ambition to be king is nothing more than a tool for Zhu Tiandu to pursue martial arts.

The reason why he caused sea disasters, intended to overthrow the southeast, and even swallow up the Central Plains, was not actually for the throne of the emperor or to fight for power over the world.

Zhu Tiandu just wanted to use this method to comprehend the boxing skills that could shatter mountains and rivers and cut off a country's destiny.

As a boxer, Xu Xing could understand Zhu Tiandu's thoughts. He even admired Zhu Tiandu's courage and vision.

But he absolutely could not accept this kind of behavior of joining forces with the Japanese to invade China in order to pursue martial arts, and treating tens of millions of ordinary people as bargaining chips.

What's more, there is the grudge between them and Yue Daohai.

Therefore, as soon as the two powerful men of the same generation met, they already knew that they would definitely fight to the death today!
The difference is that Zhu Tian was very happy with this result.

He had a premonition that if he could kill Xu Xing and get rid of this biggest enemy, then the road to cutting off the country's destiny would be unobstructed, and the realm of immortals would be within his reach!
So what are you waiting for?!
Xu Xing raised his eyes and looked outside the island, at the raging waves, and nodded:

"Since you are called the Dragon King, you should be good at water skills. Let's choose the sea for our final battle."

Zhu Tiandu raised his head and laughed.

"Fight at sea? Great!"

Hearing that the two men had agreed to a fight in just a few words, everyone's eyes were stern.

However, no matter who they were, they all had absolute confidence in the strongest person on their side, so no one raised any objections.

Xu Xing waved his sleeves and said calmly:
"Let's go."

The two groups came to a flat beach while confronting each other. The pirates guarding other parts of the island also received the news and rushed here one after another.

At this time, many ferocious pirates, armed with various swords, spears, halberds, bows, crossbows and muskets, were scattered around the beach and surrounded Xu Xing and others.

Qi Jiguang, who had the most experience in battle, could estimate at a glance that there were nearly a thousand people here.

Considering the size of Aobei Island, this should be the entire force of the thirty-six ships deployed here.

It goes without saying that those who were selected to attend the meeting are the absolute elite among the thirty-six ships, all of them have blood on their hands and have experienced long battles.

With the support of nearly a thousand fresh troops, the total number of pirates is several times that of Xu Xing's side.

However, this ratio of numbers means nothing to the two powerful men who are about to engage in a war.

Their minds at this moment were completely focused on their opponents, with no room for anything else.

They know better that the key to determining the outcome of this battle never lies with other people.

At this time, the wind and rain became more and more violent. A huge wind column could be vaguely seen appearing outside the island, and the turbulent sea surface was stirring up whirlpools, which showed how turbulent the undercurrent was.

Everyone present, whether they were pirates, boxers, or soldiers, had been dealing with the sea all year round, so they could naturally see how dangerous the sea water was today.

Even if a great boxer from the Central Plains were thrown into the sea, it would be difficult for him to survive. Fighting in such a place is simply unimaginable.

A flash of thunder and lightning flashed through the air, illuminating two faces with similar eyes. The waves surged and swept, hitting the beach, soaking the clothes, shoes and socks of the two men.

Zhu Tiandu stretched out his hand, and said in a serious tone:
"please."

Although he had just acted like a senior, Zhu Tiandu was, after all, an unrivaled strong man who had already touched the realm of "breaking the void". As soon as he saw Xu Xing, he realized that this was the most powerful enemy he had ever seen in his life.

However, due to the introverted and almost leak-proof nature of "Indestructible Seeing God", Zhu Tiandu was unable to tell the depth of Xu Xing's ability. He could only vaguely understand that his body refining realm was extremely high, but he didn't know to what extent.

Now—he was going to learn from her!

Xu Xing didn't waste any words. He rolled his feet, and his muscles swelled up. His five fingers were as thick as radishes, and his palms were as wide as pots. He covered Zhu Tiandu from top to bottom.

The water-soaked gravel under Xu Xing's feet was instantly shattered into fine powder by this step. The powder did not rise up, but was pressed by the huge force and continued to sink deeper into the beach.

Ever since he mastered the "Empty Immortal Bag" and squeezed the essence of the human body into his flesh like a ball of mud, Xu Xing had the ability to do whatever he wanted. However, his muscles and bones were not complete at that time. If he wanted to burst out with all his strength, there would be a risk of breaking bones and tendons.

Now that he has cultivated an indestructible body and possessed a physique close to that of a human immortal, Xu Xing no longer needs to have any reservations. Once he takes action, he will exert his full strength without reservation, releasing all his restrained and harmonious essence and blood.

A surge of heat rushed out from Xu Xing's body and rolled out like a wave, instantly evaporating the raindrops hitting him into a misty white mist.

Even masters like Zhu Polong and Yamabushi opened their eyes very wide at this moment.

At this moment, they finally understood why a peerless powerful man like Zhu Tiandu, who was secretly the best in the world, would so solemnly invite Xu Xing to fight.

Because when this young Great Sage Hun Tian made a move, it was like the sky falling and the earth collapsing, so terrifying that even the masters would be frightened.

The target of Xu Xing's palm was Zhu Tiandu, but his aura was so strong that it covered the sky and the sun, encompassing the entire beach.

In the minds of Zhu Polong and Shanfu, Xu Xing was like a giant spirit holding up the sky, riding on the clouds and mist, and smashing down from the sky with a palm, trying to kill them!
Even though they knew Xu Xing's target was not them, the same thought came to their minds - escape!
They didn't communicate with each other at all, they just retreated violently, scattered like birds and beasts, and retreated three or four feet away in a moment.

Some pirates and daimyos whose boxing skills were weaker were hit by the force of the punch and their eyes went dark and they staggered.

The power of a palm can reach this point. What a strong spirit and what a terrifying force!

The white mist condensed from water vapor was wrapped up by Xu Xing's palm, squeezed and shattered between his fingers, just like a series of firecrackers exploding, making crackling sounds.

"This is an indestructible body, the power of a human immortal!"

Zhu Tiandu raised his head, his eyes shining with brilliance.

Although he had greatly overestimated Xu Xing, he did not expect that this person could actually be "indestructible against gods"!
Zhu Tiandu even felt that the air around him had been blasted away by Xu Xing's palm, and even his breathing was no longer smooth.

His body was stimulated violently, and although it did not swell up like Xu Xing's, a red flush appeared on his face, and he also emitted a scorching heat.

Zhu Tiandu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a flash of lightning seemed to light up in his eyes, echoing the thunder in the sky.

His arms were stretched out into a circle, his feet were stretched out into a circle, his waist was twisted into a circle, his back was bulging, his head and neck were bent into a circle like a goose, and every part of his body was round and elastic.

At the same time, the muscles on Zhu Tiandu's back bulged high and trembled violently, just like Lei Zhenzi flapping two pairs of flesh wings, attracting thunder from the sky to strike. His hands shook and swung, and he punched out in all directions, which seemed round and square. Suddenly, he concentrated on one point and punched out violently!

This was exactly the Hu Lei Jia Fan Tian Hand technique that Xu Xing had seen from Da Lei Tian before, which was derived from the hard and round power of Tai Chi.

Different from Da Lei Tian's straightforward and overbearing fighting style, Zhu Tiandu displayed the Tai Chi's hard and round principles to the fullest.

His posture of holding the elixir and sitting on the hips is the essence of Taoist boxing. It is to condense the energy and blood into a point and then burst out suddenly, which is in line with the way of going against the innate nature. Only a grandmaster can do it.

Not only that, Zhu Tiandu’s punch also combined the “Dapeng Spreading Wings” boxing stance and the “Heavenly Court Emitting Strength” method from the Dapeng Mingwang Fist.

But even though he had used all his skills and everything he had learned in his life, Zhu Tiandu still had no way to take on all of Xu Xing's power.

As soon as his arms touched, Zhu Tiandu was like a propped-up boat, flying high up, breaking through the rain curtain and falling into the surging sea.

Everyone could see that the place where Zhu Tiandu fell into the sea seemed to have been hit by artillery bombardment. A column of water shot up into the sky, several feet high.

Zhu Polong and others understood that this was because the power of Xu Xing's palm was so violent that even a great master and grandmaster of Tai Chi like Zhu Tiandu could not unload the force, which caused this scene.

With just one move, Xu Xing displayed the realm of "indestructible before gods", a terrifying force so powerful that it was completely irresistible and unstoppable!
(End of this chapter)