Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 15: Zhuang Mou is a natural gifted martial artist, a peerless genius unprecedented in history.

Hong Qigong saw the young man in green robe coming at him aggressively, but since he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, how could his skills be that advanced? So although he used the "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing" to teach him a lesson, he used a palm that he was particularly good at defending at the beginning.

Then he saw the left palm moving in a round force, and the right palm moving in a straight force, performing the move 'Seeing the Dragon in the Field'.

In an instant, there was a faint sound of a dragon's roar, and a faint dragon-shaped energy force appeared in front of him.

When the fierce fist force collided with the dragon-shaped energy, Hong Qigong's expression changed slightly. He immediately felt the strong internal strength that was inconsistent with the age of the young man in green robe, as well as a powerful force.

Due to his momentary arrogance, he was forced back. He then took advantage of the situation to turn over and leap into the air, attacking from above, unleashing the extremely powerful "Flying Dragon in the Sky".

"Well done!"

Zhuang Bu Ran changed his fist into a palm, but his internal strength was concentrated in the palm of his hand, forming an unparalleled palm force that could split the air.

The two men faced each other in mid-air with their palms, and were evenly matched, with no clear winner. The invisible energy they generated forced Guo and Huang to retreat repeatedly.

"I've long heard that the Beggars' Sect's 'Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms' is the pinnacle of outer martial arts. Seeing it today, I find it truly extraordinary."

The excitement in Zhuang Bu Ran's eyes grew stronger, and the sound of wind whistling could be heard all around him. He launched frequent, invisible, air-splitting palm strikes, directly hitting Hong Qi Gong's head, chest, abdomen, and limbs.

Hong Qigong crossed his palms to protect his crotch, and raised his palms like drawing a bow to gather strength. Suddenly, his palms seemed to burst into thunder, and the fierce momentum shook a hundred miles away. He launched the even more swift and violent "Shock a Hundred Miles".

The moment the whistling sound of the wind collided with the dragon's roar, it was like the explosion of wind and thunder, and a huge rock fell to the ground, and the soles of the two men sank three inches.

"Good boy, you have been practicing martial arts since you were in your mother's womb. You have such profound skills, and you have the capital to be arrogant and proud."

"Enough of the nonsense. Zhuang's 'Splitting Air Palm' is different from others."

While Zhuang Bu Ran was speaking, he launched two more fierce and powerful palm strikes into the air. Hong Qigong placed one palm above and one palm below, and the two palms drew a circle, circling continuously, intending to use "Dense Clouds Without Rain" to fight back.

Unexpectedly, he heard the sound of wind behind him and felt a slight sensation on his clothes. At this moment, he instinctively chopped back with his backhand and performed the "Dragon Tail Swinging" move.

Zhuang Bu Ran took the opportunity to attack again. The invisible palm force that could hurt people from a distance was once again flexible and hard to guard against.

Hong Qigong is worthy of being one of the five most famous masters in the martial arts world. At the beginning, he was not careful and inevitably fell into a disadvantage, but then he gradually gained the upper hand with his rich combat experience and the most masculine Dragon Subduing Palm in the world.

Each move in "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" requires true strength, and victory is achieved by sheer force and ferocity. Therefore, when facing the tricky and fierce palm force, one can simply defeat the opponent with one force, and gain the upper hand by launching palm strikes repeatedly.

Huang Rong, who was watching the battle not far away, shouted angrily:

"Great! The Splitting Palm can actually turn. It turns out my damn father even has a trick up his sleeve for the Splitting Palm."

"Rong'er, perhaps your skills are not strong enough, that's why..." Guo Jing consoled her gently.

"Brother Jing, if you don't know how to speak, just say less." Huang Rong felt like a knife was stabbed in the heart.

On the field, the two fought for seventy or eighty rounds, then separated and waved goodbye.

"Boy, this old beggar underestimated you. It's not enough that you have strong internal energy, but you also have a hard power that is as strong as a copper wall and iron wall. Even though my kung fu is the pinnacle of external martial arts, it can't help but hurt my palm."

"Warm-up complete, Zhuang is going to get serious."

Zhuang Buyan moved like a drawn bow and fired like thunder. He suddenly stepped out a deep pit, rushed out, and appeared in front of Hong Qigong almost in a flash, and punched him.

Faintly, there seemed to be the sound of surging river and sea waves.

Hong Qigong's face hardened, and the sound of a dragon's roar was heard. He raised his hand and used the most powerful move of the "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing" - "The Dragon Will Regret".

"boom!"

The aftermath of the tremors ripped seven or eight of the ancient trees around them apart. Immediately, Zhuang Bu Ran stepped on the Eight Diagrams and punched the Five Elements. The force he unleashed was a blend of hardness and softness, at first intensely masculine, then instantly radiating a feminine and gentle quality, much like water in the world.

But sometimes it is like a vast ocean with calm waves for thousands of miles, then gradually it becomes turbulent with white waves like mountains, suddenly it seems like icebergs floating by, and then the sea is boiling, it is really changing to the utmost.

Then it was like a flat mirror, but the bottom showed a turbulent undercurrent, with danger lurking in the silence and murderous intent hidden.

When Hong Qigong does things, he always seeks to have fun. That means he wants to eat to his heart's content, drink to his heart's content, scold to his heart's content, and beat to his heart's content.

Therefore, facing the current situation, I can't help but applaud loudly:
"Good boxing skills!"

The "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing" is about the stronger the enemy, the stronger I am. Although the moves may seem unremarkable and ordinary, they are actually a unique martial art with simple moves and profound power.

Therefore, no matter how varied and ever-changing Zhuang Bu Ran's boxing skills were, Hong Qigong just used the "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing" repeatedly over and over again.

After about two or three hundred moves, the two men stopped fighting at the same time and stood on either side.

At this moment, they were breathing rapidly, and there was a layer of sweat on their foreheads and temples. It was obvious that they had consumed too much, but their faces showed a comfortable and refreshed look.

"Zhuang's boxing style, while based on the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams, takes a different approach, focusing on the element of water. This is a superior internal skill I gained from the waves of rivers and seas. The two complement each other, and once used, their power is multiplied."

"It's a pity that we can't do anything about you, an old fellow whose body is half buried in the earth!"

"You wicked, vicious-tongued brat, go back and practice for a few more years."

Hong Qigong grinned:
"Perhaps when the old beggar is completely buried in the ground, you will be able to defeat me."

"Zhuang is a natural martial artist, a peerless genius unmatched in history. It won't be long before I leave you far behind."

After these words were spoken, although the people present despised his arrogance, they had to admit in their hearts that there was some truth in it.

Being so young yet already possessing such martial arts skills truly demonstrates his exceptional talent. However, Hong Qigong felt inexplicably unhappy for some reason and said:
"Boy, have you never heard of God being jealous of talented people?"

Zhuang Bu Ran put his hands behind his back, with a nonchalant look on his face:
"Seventh Master, do you know that although I cannot defeat you head-on, I have a hundred unspoken methods that can make the Five Greatest Masters in the World lose one more person, and even make the world's largest gang lose its leader."

Hong Qigong was silent for a while, feeling a little embarrassed:

"Even this old beggar doesn't know whether you are the descendant of the Western Poison or the Eastern Evil?"

"My surname is Zhuang, my given name is Bu Ran. I am self-taught and first studied under Jiang Hai, which is how I acquired my current martial arts skills." Zhuang Bu Ran said in a calm tone.

Upon hearing this, Hong Qigong couldn't help but glance at Huang Rong, then at Zhuang Buran:

"Judging from the looks of you two, I don't know whether I should believe what you just said or not."

"Furthermore, more than twenty years ago, the five of us, East Evil, West Poison, South Emperor, North Beggar, and Central Divine Power, competed in swordplay at the summit of Mount Hua for seven days and seven nights. I still remember that East Evil created a martial art called 'Five Elements Fist', and he was particularly proficient in the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams."

Zhuang Bu Ran burst out laughing:
"Believe it or not, this was just one fight, and it wasn't very satisfying. I wonder if the world-famous Northern Beggar would dare to challenge me again in the coming days."

When Hong Qigong heard this, he couldn't help but think to himself:
"This kid is a lawless and rebellious person. If he takes the wrong path, the consequences will be unpredictable."

He thought of this and immediately said:

"I'm very happy to do that. Later, I will make you understand that there are always people who are better than you and there are always higher things."

A glimmer of light flashed across Zhuang Bu Ran's eyes, as if some plan had succeeded again.

(End of this chapter)