Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

Chapter 198 Tai Chi Defeates the Enemy (4k6)

"kill-!!!"

With a command from Venerable Shikong, the Tibetan lamas, grassland warriors, and Quanzhen disciples, who had been waiting in ambush, charged towards the surrounded heroes like a flood bursting its banks!

The swords flashed like snow, the arrows rained down like locusts, and the battle cries shook the heavens and the earth!

On Zhongnan Mountain, this inevitable bloody battle finally broke out in full force!

Fortunately, thanks to Li Fu's efforts to turn the tide, this great battle was not a fight among the martial arts world of the Central Plains, but a battle to resist foreign aggression and eliminate internal traitors!

"Li Fu, since you refuse to submit, let's first settle the blood debt you owe for killing my four Dharma Kings!"

With a roar that shook the surrounding area, Venerable Shikong stomped his foot and his massive body suddenly launched into action, like an enraged Vajra King, carrying a terrifying momentum that was like an overwhelming force, rushing straight towards Li Fu!

Wherever he stepped, the bricks and stones on the ground cracked, demonstrating his unparalleled power.

Li Fu's eyes narrowed; instead of retreating, he advanced to meet him.

The two instantly clashed!

Venerable Shikong, as the patriarch of the Longxiang Dazang School and the former number one martial artist in Tibet, had reached the pinnacle of martial arts, bringing together the best of the school's martial arts.

With a single move, he effortlessly unleashed numerous secret techniques from the Dragon Elephant Great Treasury Sect!

"Fu Zang De Jin Gua Fist!"

He suddenly threw a punch, which slammed down like a vajra pestle. The wind howled and the air exploded, as if the Vajra King was truly enraged and subduing demons!

Li Fu neither dodged nor evaded, his left palm drawing an arc, his right palm striking out with the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms: The Dragon Regrets, the palm force was fierce and unparalleled, like an angry dragon emerging from the sea!

boom!

With a muffled thud, a shockwave rippled out, and the stone slabs within several feet of the two shattered!

Li Fu felt a surge of immense force, his body swayed slightly, and he took a half step back to dissipate the force.

Venerable Shikong also took a half step back, a look of surprise in his eyes, but immediately pounced again, his momentum imposing: "Such fierce palm power! Few can fight me head-on and hold their own. You're quite good!"

Seeing the terrifying power of this top Tibetan expert, Yun Qizi let out a clear shout: "Officer Li, this humble Taoist will assist you!"

As one of the top masters of the Northern Daoist Sect in the Central Plains, he witnessed the rampant arrogance of the foreign invaders.

Moreover, Li Fu had been kind to the Laoshan Sect, so how could he sit idly by and watch his benefactor face a powerful enemy alone? He rose up like a crane, and the ancient pine-patterned sword in his hand transformed into a streak of blue lightning, piercing straight at Venerable Shikong!

This sword strike was swift and fierce, deeply embodying the essence of the unique, dangerous, clear, and spiritual nature of the Pine Tree Moonlit Sword Technique, another signature sword technique of Laoshan.

"The number one martial artist in Tibet?"

"I'd like to test your martial arts skills."

Almost simultaneously, on the other side, Wang Woyun also moved. His movements were as elusive as clouds, and with a flick of his palms, he created a series of palm shadows. The "Lying Cloud Rising Palm" was like a raging storm.

The two experts joined forces to assist Li Fu.

Venerable Shikong and Li Fu exchanged blows to a draw. Facing the combined attack of the two, he remained calm, gave a cold snort, and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"Who dares to make a move against me?"

"Immovable Vajra Pose!"

He couldn't form the fundamental mudra with his left hand, so he spread his five fingers and chopped like a vajra!

Clang—Click!

A piercing clang of metal clashing together was accompanied by a snapping sound!

The ancient pine-patterned sword in Yun Qizi's hand, forged from a hundred times fine steel, was actually struck by Venerable Shikong's bare palm, and an irresistible, powerful force flowed through the sword.

Yun Qizi's tiger's mouth split open, and his long sword was broken in two!

The remaining force made his chest feel tight, his blood rushing upwards, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He staggered back several steps, but managed to stand firm with half a broken sword in his hand. His face was deathly pale, and his eyes were filled with horror!

"In a fit of rage, I cleave Mount Sumeru!"

At the same time, Venerable Shikong threw a punch with his right hand.

This punch was devoid of any fancy moves, yet it was as fast as lightning and as powerful as a thousand pounds, as if it possessed the strength of Vajrapani to cleave Mount Sumeru in anger.

Wang Woyun tried his best to resist, but still let out a muffled groan and his whole body trembled violently. He took several steps back, each step leaving a deep footprint on the bluestone slab. Only then did he barely manage to dissipate the fierce force that had invaded his body. He felt a soreness in half of his arm and blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He had already been injured!

However, in the blink of an eye, the two renowned masters in the martial arts world were as vulnerable as children in front of Venerable Shikong.

Master Yunqi's weapon was destroyed, and he was injured and coughed up blood!

This scene shocked and chilled everyone present. The martial arts of Venerable Shikong were so terrifying!

"With your martial arts skills, you are not worthy to fight me."

"Li Fu, take this!"

Without even glancing at the two who had been defeated and suffered losses, Venerable Shikong continued his attack on Li Fu.

"Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm!"

When Venerable Shikong struck out with his palm, the sounds of dragons roaring and elephants howling could be heard. The force of his palm was layered upon layered, and its fierceness contained an unparalleled weight, as if a giant elephant were stomping the ground and a divine dragon were swinging its tail!

"Master Yunqi, Brother Wang, you can leave this person to me. You go and help the others."

Li Fu took half a step forward, his right palm flipped up from under his ribs, drew a fierce and domineering arc, and suddenly struck forward!

As the palm struck, a faint dragon's roar accompanied it, and an extremely powerful and unstoppable palm force erupted!

The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms shocked the entire region!

Two equally powerful and unparalleled palm forces, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, collided violently in mid-air without any fancy moves!

A loud bang, like a muffled thunderclap, resounded in front of Chongyang Palace!

The violent shockwave emanated from the point where the two palms met, sweeping wildly in all directions, causing the clothes of the people around to flutter and their skin to sting. Those with weaker skills were forced to retreat repeatedly!

On the bluestone-paved ground, spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread more than ten feet away from the two people's feet, and the dust and gravel were swept into the air by the surging energy!

Venerable Shikong felt a powerful, vast, fierce, and righteous palm force surging towards him, which was in no way inferior to his own Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm.

His body trembled slightly, and the bluestone slab beneath his feet cracked and sank half an inch before he regained his balance. His eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his surprise deepened.

Li Fu also swayed slightly, but quickly regained his footing. The hem of his blue robe was blown backward by the strong wind, but his expression remained unchanged and his breathing was long and steady, indicating that he had not suffered any loss.

Once again, they are evenly matched!

A head-on clash, neither side was at a disadvantage!

People from all the major sects were shaken. This incredibly young Constable Li was actually on par with the terrifying number one martial artist in Tibet.

Yun Qizi took a breath, suppressing the surging blood and qi in his chest.

"Officer Li, watch out!"

Wang Woyun, gritting his teeth against the pain in his arm, said, "Brother Li, please don't be careless; this Tibetan monk is truly formidable!"

Without further hesitation, the two knew that going forward to help at this moment would be useless and might even distract Li Fu. They moved swiftly towards the battle group next to them, venting their frustration and anger on the Tibetan lamas and grassland warriors, thus relieving Li Fu of other pressures.

Venerable Shikong said, "It's no wonder that the Black Dragon Protector and the others died at your hands. I never thought there was someone like you in the Central Plains!"

"Take this next move, the Vajra Fist of Vajra! Vajra Vajra!"

He clenched his right fist, his knuckles making a series of popping sounds, and a faint golden light flowed over his fist, as if a wrathful deity had gathered boundless power into a single punch!

Before the fist was even thrown, a destructive force had already locked onto Li Fu, and the air itself seemed to become thick and heavy.

Li Fu took a deep breath, his internal energy from the Nine Yang Divine Skill and the Yi Jin Jing surging and circulating within him. He retracted his right palm and unleashed another Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms strike, engaging in combat with the opponent.

During the exchange, Li Fu moved swiftly, using the Lingbo Weibu technique to dodge the punch. With a quick flick of his index finger, he unleashed a finger-flicking technique that aimed directly at Venerable Shikong's wrist acupoint!

Venerable Shikong flipped his hand, and a faint golden light flowed in his palm. He actually took the sharp finger force head-on with his bare hand. His palm was only slightly red, and he was completely unharmed!

"Iron Shirt, Golden Bell Cover?"

"Our Great Vajrabhairava Dragon Elephant Golden Body is far superior to your Central Plains' Golden Bell Shield or Iron Shirt!"

Venerable Shikong laughed loudly and launched an even fiercer attack.

"The Finger of Form and Emptiness!"

He swiftly pointed his index finger, unleashing a unique technique that only the sect leader of the Dragon Elephant Great Treasury Sect could practice. The finger strike was silent, colorless, and formless, yet it contained a sharp and powerful aura capable of penetrating metal and piercing stone.

Li Fu did not overestimate himself. He activated the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth technique, and his body's energy flowed, forming an invisible force field. The sharp finger wind shot to within a foot of him, but was deflected by the energy field and shot to an empty space to the side, piercing through a stone pillar in the square!

"Huh?"

Pulling and shifting force?

What exquisite martial arts skills!

The Venerable Shikong, who had just finished mocking him, was once again surprised, exclaiming, "Garuda's Divine Claw!"

He spread his five fingers wide, and black energy instantly emanated from his fingernails, as if a roc's claws were reaching out to grab Li Fu's shoulder. The speed was as fast as lightning, and the claw wind was fierce, tearing through the air!

Li Fu also greeted him with a dragon claw hand!

Claw against claw, they exchanged more than ten moves in an instant, claw shadows filled the sky, energy overflowed, and every move was dangerous!

Li Fu's Dragon Claw Hand was exquisite and fierce, while Venerable Shikong's Garuda Divine Claw was sinister and domineering, and for a time it was difficult to determine which was better.

"Annihilation Technique!"

"Mount Sumeru Palm!"

Venerable Shikong unleashed a barrage of secret techniques passed down from the founders of the Longxiang Great Canon School, each one possessing immense power and profound meaning, all derived from Buddhist scriptures and stories, and containing supreme power to subdue demons.

His moves are wide and powerful, with unparalleled strength. Every strike seems to be accompanied by the power of a dragon and an elephant. Ordinary masters would be injured or killed if they were touched by him!

Li Fu also displayed his exceptional skills to the fullest.

The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms are powerful and righteous; the White Rainbow Palm's force can bend and straighten at will; the Finger Flicking Skill is swift and fierce; the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth is infinitely mysterious—

He neither dodged nor evaded, using fierce moves to counter the overwhelming power, and agile changes to restrain the subtle and swift movements. The martial arts that the two of them casually displayed were all the ultimate martial arts skills and unparalleled achievements that people in the martial arts world had long dreamed of.

The two fought from the center of the square to the stone steps in front of the hall, and then from the stone steps to the roof of the side hall. Wherever they went, bricks and stones shattered, beams and pillars shook, and tiles flew everywhere!

The scattered palm winds and finger energies forced the surrounding fighting crowd to retreat far away, clearing a large area of ​​space.

Everyone was mesmerized and deeply moved!

This level of combat is simply beyond the realm of ordinary martial arts; it's like a battle between gods and men!

In the midst of the fierce battle, Venerable Shikong was greatly alarmed. He was confident in his unparalleled martial arts skills, having been virtually unmatched in Tibet in the past. After becoming a disciple of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty's National Preceptor, Luozhui Jianzan, he received further guidance and his martial arts skills improved even more. He thought that although the Central Plains was vast, there were probably only a handful of people who could fight him.

But the young man before him possessed an inner strength so refined and profound that it was in no way inferior to the Vajrabhairava True Skill that he had painstakingly cultivated for decades!

Moreover, at such a young age, he not only knows many martial arts techniques, but also uses them to a high degree, making them readily available.

His extraordinary skill was fluid and effortless, requiring no effort to build up. A single strike possessed the power of thunder, clearly not acquired through the teachings of others, but through his own diligent cultivation and unwavering foundation!

"Your internal strength is no weaker than mine, your martial arts are complex and profound, and the wonders you use them are beyond comprehension!"

The martial arts world has produced such a prodigy as you!

I wonder if you, my friend, had such spiritual attainment at your age.

The martial arts of the Central Plains, and the people of the Central Plains, are not entirely without merit—”

In his words, he actually compared Li Fu to the Mongol Yuan imperial tutor who was revered as a god on the grasslands. However, despite the praise in his words, he showed no mercy and unleashed the Great Vajra Wheel Seal with the power to crush everything!

"I've heard your swordsmanship is unparalleled, but I've never seen you with a sword."

"Your martial arts skills are not bad either."

He truly deserves to be called the number one martial artist in Tibet.

Through this fierce battle, Li Fu had also figured out Venerable Shikong's martial arts skills. He was indeed the strongest enemy he had ever encountered in his life. His internal strength and martial arts were unparalleled in their ferocity, and his defense was astonishing, almost impenetrable.

"I don't even need weapons to deal with you!"

"You arrogant brat!"

Venerable Shikong treated him with great respect and offered his praise, but the response he received was simply "not bad." One might have thought that a senior martial arts master was instructing a junior on his skills, implying that the junior's martial arts were merely passable.

He even declared that there was no need to draw his sword to deal with him.

He glared angrily, and suddenly unleashed his full power in a deadly attack.

"I told you you're not bad, and you're still not satisfied."

Li Fu remained calm and composed, his movements suddenly changing as he unleashed the newly acquired Dacheng Tai Chi Chuan, no longer using speed to counter speed or hardness to counter hardness.

His body suddenly became relaxed, his arms moved slowly as if holding a ball, the movements seemed slow but were actually fast, and his aura became calm and harmonious, as if he had merged with heaven and earth.

Venerable Shikong's Vajra Wheel Seal, powerful enough to shatter walls and break rampages, arrived with a thunderous roar.

Li Fu neither dodged nor avoided; with a gentle flick of his right hand, he guided the object as if a falling leaf had drifted by, his movements extremely gentle.

The immense force capable of shattering walls vanished like mud entering the sea. Instead, a gentle yet irresistible force surged forth, causing Venerable Shikong to involuntarily lean forward slightly, instantly dissipating his attack!

"Um?!"

Sensing something amiss with just one move, Venerable Shikong quickly steadied himself, his eyes filled with disbelief. His attack just now seemed to have struck empty air, or as if he had been caught in an invisible vortex, his force easily dissipated.

Draw them away!

"What... what kind of strange move is this?"

Slow and deliberate, like an old man toying with me, yet it crumbled my strength at the slightest touch?

Li Fu did not offer any explanation, but pressed his advantage relentlessly, his steps fluid and graceful, as he moved close to Venerable Shikong.

He used both hands, sometimes palms, sometimes fists, sometimes pressing, sometimes stroking, sometimes squeezing, sometimes leaning, his movements continuous, fluid and graceful.

Each move appeared slow and gentle, devoid of any ferocity or sharp, domineering force.

However, Venerable Shikong felt as if he were caught in an invisible net, or as if he were trapped in a sticky swamp!

Under the influence of Tai Chi, he pushed his martial arts to the limit, unleashing a torrent of unique skills from his fists, palms, legs, and fingers!

"Vajrabhairava Fist!"

"The Immovable Wisdom King Seal!"

"Dragon and Elephant Combined Attack!"

The fist imprints are like mountains, the leg shadows are like whips, and the finger winds are like arrows. Every move has the power to split mountains and shatter rocks, and every stance contains the power of the Vajra King's wrath!

The violent energy ripped furrows into the surrounding ground, sending rocks flying everywhere!

However, Li Fu, though in the eye of the storm, was like a pillar in the middle of the current, unshakable, and like a willow catkin in the wind, powerless against its force.

His figure swayed, his steps were slow, and even the fiercest frontal attack was met with a simple circular motion of his arms, either deflecting or neutralizing, leading or guiding, combining offense and defense.

Venerable Shikong's fist, powerful enough to shatter metal, was inexplicably redirected to empty space by Li Fu's gentle touch and guidance.

The palm strike, which felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, was deflected as if it had hit a ball of cotton by Li Fu's slight touch on the shoulder. The remaining force was instead borrowed and used to help Li Fu counterattack.

"The Way of Tai Chi is the mechanism of movement and stillness, the mother of Yin and Yang. Yin cannot be separated from Yang, and Yang cannot be separated from Yin. When Yin and Yang complement each other, one reaches the realm of the divine."

The essence of Tai Chi Chuan flowed naturally through Li Fu's heart, and a harmonious and natural martial arts spirit naturally emanated from him.

He punched slowly and deliberately, as if there were no enemies in front of him that he cared about, and no moves in his mind. It was as if a gentle breeze brushed the bright moon, and the bright moon shone on the great river. All moves were natural, but the force of his punches could not be stopped or interrupted.

The two were evenly matched at first, but when Li Fuyi started to use Tai Chi, Venerable Shikong found himself at a disadvantage in every move, and signs of defeat began to emerge.

"How could this be? There are such exquisite and profound boxing techniques in the world, yet I have never heard of them before!"

Venerable Shikong, as the number one martial artist in Tibet and the leader of the Longxiang Dazang School, has reached the pinnacle of martial arts. He is well-versed in many martial arts schools and his skills combine the strengths of a hundred schools.

But the boxing style that Li Fu was showing at this moment was so profound in its artistic conception and so mysterious in its moves that it completely exceeded what he had ever seen before.

>