This celestial master cultivates both physical and magical arts; why did you provoke him?

Fang Zijian looked at Xia En. "They guessed you come from a martial arts family."

Xia En handed the phone back to him. "Let them guess."

Aren't you going to clarify this?

"Clarify what?"

Fang Zijian thought about it and agreed. The more you try to clarify these things, the more complicated things become.

Shen Ye came out of the house, carrying the porcelain jar in his hand.

The porcelain jar trembled slightly and made a soft sound: "Brother Xia En."

Xia En looked at the porcelain jar. "What's wrong?"

"You're amazing." Shen Yue's voice came from the porcelain jar, filled with admiration. "You blew that giant zombie apart with just one punch."

Shane smiled. "Thank you."

"Did you practice martial arts when you were a child?" Shen Yue asked. "My brother said that your boxing style doesn't seem like that of a Taoist, but rather like that of a martial arts family."

Xia En paused for a moment. "No. I'm just strong."

The porcelain jar remained silent for a moment. "Strong?"

"Um."

"Just because of that?"

"Just because of this."

The porcelain jar fell silent again.

Then Shen Yue's voice rang out again, tinged with confusion. "But... how can someone with so much strength punch the Zombie King to pieces?"

Xia En thought for a moment and said seriously, "Because that punch wasn't just about strength."

He raised his right hand and looked at his bandaged fist.

"That punch contained lightning magic, rune arrays, and my understanding of the five hundred years of earth energy of that zombie king. Physical strength was just a vehicle; what truly shattered him was the power of the lightning magic and rune arrays."

Fang Zijian was stunned. "You...you added lightning magic and a rune array to that punch?"

"Um."

Xia En said, "Overwhelming Force is not just a fist technique, but a combination of thunder magic, talisman arrays, and physical skills. It took me three years to integrate them together."

The room fell silent.

Fang Zijian opened his mouth, unable to speak for a long time.

He always thought that the overwhelming force was just one punch.

A punch thrown with all its might.

I never imagined that there was so much hidden in that punch.

"So that punch you threw was actually lightning magic?" he asked.

Not entirely.

Xia En said, "Lightning magic is the core, rune arrays are the amplification, and physical techniques are the carrier. Only when the three are combined can they create an overwhelming force."

Fang Zijian fell silent.

He suddenly remembered something Xia En had said before: "As a Taoist priest, I prefer to let my fists and feet do the talking."

At the time, he thought that statement was just showing off, but now he understands.

The "fists and feet" that Xia En mentioned were not ordinary fists and feet, but fists and feet that incorporated lightning magic and talismans.

This person turned all the magic arts of the Celestial Master's Mansion into fist techniques.

Shen Ye suddenly spoke up, "Who taught you your boxing style?"

Xia En looked at him. "Nobody taught me. I figured it out myself."

A flicker of emotion crossed Shen Ye's silvery-white eyes: "You figured it out yourself?"

"Yes. I've loved boxing since I was a child. After joining the Celestial Master's Mansion, I discovered that thunder magic and talismans could be incorporated into boxing techniques, so I gave it a try."

"How long did it take to try?"

Three years.

Shen Ye fell silent.

Over three years, he integrated lightning magic and talismans into his fist techniques, creating a completely new fighting style.

This person is not only strong, but his talent is the most terrifying thing.

"Who exactly are you?" Shen Ye couldn't help but ask.

Xia En took the lollipop out of his mouth and looked at the sugar residue left on the stick.

"I am a Taoist priest. A Taoist priest who likes to speak with his fists and feet."

He threw the stick into the trash can and stood up. "Alright, stop thinking about it. Just get on with your business."

He went inside, leaving the people in the courtyard looking at each other in bewilderment.

Fang Zijian watched his figure disappear behind the door, then suddenly said, "Don't you guys think he's been a bit more talkative today?"

Liu Ruyan thought for a moment. "It seems so."

"He never talks about his own affairs normally. Today, he actually took the initiative to explain the principle behind the overwhelming force."

Shen Ye nodded. "It's probably because of what that zombie king said."

"What did you say?"

"Among the Celestial Masters of Longhu Mountain, there are no masters who use fists and feet," Shen Ye said. "That might have offended him."

Fang Zijian seemed to be deep in thought.

He had always thought that Xia En didn't care about anything, but now he knew.

Xia En cares.

He cared about his identity and whether he was a qualified Taoist master.

A Taoist priest who uses his fists and feet is indeed an anomaly in the hundreds of years of history of Longhu Mountain.

In the evening, Xia En sat on the roof of Qingheju, watching the sunset.

Liu Ruyan climbed up and sat next to him.

"What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing."

Liu Ruyan looked at him.

The setting sun shone on his face, giving him a golden glow.

His expression was calm, but she could sense that something was on his mind.

"Is it because of what that zombie king said?" she asked.

Xia En paused for a moment. "A little."

"You don't feel...like a true Taoist master?"

Xia En did not answer.

Looking at his profile, Liu Ruyan suddenly said, "Do you know why I like you?"

Xia En turned to look at her.

"It's not because you're a Taoist priest, it's not because you're powerful, it's because of who you are."

She paused, then said, "You're irresponsible, greedy, and have a harsh way of speaking. You're always asking for more money. But you're sincere. You help Su Wanqing, Shen Ye, and people you don't even know, not because of money, but because you feel you should help."

Xia En didn't say anything.

"You don't look like a Taoist master, but you are more like a Taoist master than any other Taoist master."

Liu Ruyan smiled, "Because the duty of a Celestial Master is to protect people, and that's what you've always been doing. Whether you use thunder magic, talismans, or your fists, what does it matter?"

Xia En looked at her and remained silent for a long time.

Then he laughed.

"You're quite the smooth talker."

Liu Ruyan blushed. "I meant it!"

"I know." Shane turned her head, looking at the sunset in the distance. "Thank you."

That night, Shane had a dream.

In his dream, he stood on the top of Longhu Mountain, with his master Zhang Jingxuan in front of him.

"Master, am I a qualified Celestial Master?"

Zhang Jingxuan looked at him and remained silent for a long time.

Then he laughed. "The Celestial Master's Mansion has been established for hundreds of years, producing all sorts of Celestial Masters. Some are skilled in thunder magic, some in talismans, and some in alchemy. But there has never been one like you."

He paused for a moment, then said, "You are the first person to bring martial arts into the Celestial Master's Mansion. You don't seem like a Celestial Master, but you are my proudest disciple."

Xia En woke up. He lay in bed, staring at the ceiling.

Outside the window, the moon was very round, and its light shone in, casting a silvery white shadow on the floor.

He turned over and closed his eyes.

A slight smile .

A few days later, Fang Zijian published an article on a self-media platform titled "Xia En, the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain: A Taoist Who Speaks with His Fists and Feet".

The article describes in detail the battle at the western suburban cemetery:

Hundreds of corpses, a zombie king, and a young Taoist priest were all smashed to pieces with a single punch.

The article also included several photos.

The image of Xia En standing amidst the pile of corpses, a close-up of lightning crackling on his fist, and the words that everyone would remember:

"As a Taoist priest, I prefer to let my fists and feet do the talking."

After the article was published, it garnered over ten million views.

The comment section exploded.

"Holy crap! He blew up the Zombie King with one punch? Is that even possible for a human?"

"The Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain! I've been there! The entrance fee is eighty yuan! I didn't know such a formidable person was hidden inside!"

"Wait...did you guys notice? He said he speaks with his fists and feet. A Taoist priest, speaking with his fists and feet? What the hell is that?"

"Upstairs, don't you understand? He means—magic is too weak, fists are more effective."

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"Wait a minute, lightning magic is too weak? Lightning magic is too weak?! Lightning magic is one of the strongest spells in Taoism! He says lightning magic is too weak?!"

"So he incorporated lightning magic into his fist, unleashing the power of lightning magic in a single punch. What kind of genius is that?"

When the news reached Maoshan, the elderly Taoist priest remained silent for a long time after hearing his disciple's report.

Then he laughed.

"One punch to destroy the Zombie King? Interesting. The Celestial Master's Mansion has produced a Celestial Master who uses his fists; this is the first time in hundreds of years."

When the news reached Qingcheng Mountain, the female Taoist priest with a ponytail had eyes that shone like stars.

"I'm going to Longhu Mountain! I want to see just how strong this person really is!"

When the news reached Wudang Mountain, an old Taoist priest with white hair was practicing Tai Chi.

After hearing the news, he stopped and looked at the distant mountain peaks.

"Fist techniques combined with thunder magic? This young man is no ordinary person."

At that moment, Xia En, the person involved, was sunbathing in the courtyard of Qingheju.

His right hand was still wrapped in bandages, he had a lollipop in his mouth, and the ancient book he had brought out of the library was on the rattan chair at his feet.

The key to integrating boxing techniques with thunder magic and talismans.

Fang Zijian squatted down beside him, looking at the cover of the book, his lips twitching.

"You're researching this?"

"Um."

"Didn't you say you had already mastered it?"

"I've mastered it, but there's still room for improvement." Xia En turned a page. "Next time, I'll try to blow two of them up with one punch."

Fang Zijian was speechless. Looking at Xia En's relaxed demeanor, he suddenly recalled the comments online:

"This Taoist priest must be using cheat codes!"

"I don't recall any martial arts masters from Longhu Mountain!"

"Is he from a martial arts family?!"

He suddenly laughed.

who cares.

Anyway, this person is Xia En.

The one and only Xia En.