Reborn Song Qingshu: Besieging Bright Peak at the Start

"No, leader!"

"Please reconsider, Master!"

Amidst the clamor of dissuasion from the hall, Zhang Wuji waved his hand, his expression resolute as he looked at Zhao Min:

"Miss Zhao, I agree to this contest today, but if you dare to harm my martial uncles, I, Zhang Wuji, will certainly not let you off!"

Once the cult leader had made up his mind, there was no going back.

The members of the Ming Cult knew Zhang Wuji's character well. He usually appeared gentle, but once he set his mind on something, he would do anything to accomplish it, even at the cost of his life.

Sending Yang Buhui to the Western Regions from afar was one example, as was his willingness to jump off a cliff rather than reveal Xie Xun's whereabouts, and his solo fight against the six major sects at Bright Peak.

There was no point in trying to persuade him, but some things still needed to be said. Wei Yixiao said in a sinister tone:

"Witch, if you dare to harm the Seven Heroes of Wudang, I, Old Bat, may not have any other skills, but my elusive and unpredictable movements will do the trick. I will make sure you pay with your life. You can defend against me for a year or two, but not for ten or eight years. I always keep my word!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Min narrowed her eyes slightly. She had witnessed the old bat's movements before; he was indeed unpredictable and elusive.

Although he was worried, he still smiled and said, "If Leader Zhang agrees to the competition, why would I have bothered the Seven Heroes of Wudang? I was just inviting them for tea to discuss serving the imperial court."

Zhang Sanfeng came to Zhang Wuji's side and said with concern, "Wuji, you shouldn't force yourself to take the lead if you're not confident."

Zhang Wuji shook Zhang Sanfeng's large hand and said firmly, "Master, rest assured, I have my own plan."

Having said that, Zhang Sanfeng released his large hand and stood still in the center of the hall.

With a lowered waist and sinking steps, one stands upright like an ancient pine tree.

When Ah Er saw him stand still, he didn't say a single polite word.

He shifted his feet into a bow shape, and slowly raised his right palm.

He wouldn't give the boy a chance. Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit, and he wouldn't underestimate him even if he stood still.

He planned to use the full power of the Vajra Palm to kill him in one blow.

He had immersed himself in this palm technique for many years, working his way up from the outside in, and his palm power had reached a high level. Ordinary masters would suffer broken bones and tendons after being hit by half a palm.

"call--"

It may seem like an ordinary palm strike without any grand gestures, but the power is actually contained within.

Zhang Wuji's gaze narrowed slightly. Just as the palm strike was about to hit him, the Nine Yang Divine Skill quietly circulated in his dantian. A warm and gentle stream of true energy first protected his heart and internal organs, like an impregnable fortress.

At the same time, the Tai Chi energy slowly spreads along the shoulders, waist, and hips. When the palm force reaches the body, he gently rotates his shoulder to follow the incoming force, thus dissipating three-tenths of the direct and fierce power.

With a thought in mind, try to incorporate the guiding method of the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth into it.

However, since one of the two divine skills focuses on transformation and creation, while the other focuses on teleportation and attraction, his first time combining them in battle still left him somewhat awkward in his movements.

With a muffled thud, the palm struck his chest with real force.

Zhang Wuji felt a powerful force crash into his body. Although he dissipated most of the force, the remaining force still made his dantian churn. He involuntarily staggered backward, felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Master!"

The Ming Cult members in the hall exclaimed in unison and were about to step forward, but Zhang Wuji stopped them by raising his hand.

  

Zhao Min sat in the chair, her smile widening.

It was assumed that Zhang Wuji had already suffered internal injuries from the first blow, and that the subsequent two blows would be fatal.

Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, but his fingertips remained still as he twirled his beard.

He could see clearly that although Wuji's retreating steps looked disheveled, his feet were solid and steady, not a sign of exhaustion.

While others were filled with worry and alarm, Zhang Wuji suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

The moment the palm force entered his body, he clearly realized that the "circular rotation to deflect force" of Tai Chi and the "traction and shifting" of the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth were essentially about following the momentum and guiding the force. One used softness to neutralize hardness, and the other used skill to deflect force. They did not conflict with each other, but rather complemented each other.

The Nine Yang Divine Skill circulated for a full cycle in an instant, and the feeling of tightness in his chest vanished.

He looked up at Ah Er, his eyes showing no fear whatsoever, but rather a bright and spirited expression.

Ah Er's gaunt face was expressionless, except for his slightly constricted pupils.

Was it his imagination? He clearly struck with solid force, and the other party appeared to be injured as well, so why was his breathing even more stable?

Without much thought, having already achieved success with his first strike, he aimed to shatter the opponent's internal organs with his second.

This time, his body was just like Ah San's before, with his bones cracking and popping, and all the powerful internal energy from the outside in was gathered in his palm.

Unity of inside and outside!

He unleashed the killing move of the Prajna Vajra Palm, "Vajra Pushing the Mountain," and the palm wind howled as it arrived.

This time, Zhang Wuji already had a plan in mind.

The moment the palm strikes the body, first use Tai Chi energy to transform and generate, then silently apply the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth mental technique.

Using the technique of traction, he guided that heavy, mountain-like force through his own blood and qi, circulating it throughout his body, then down his waist, hips, and legs, directing it all to the ground beneath his feet.

"Boom—"

With a loud bang, all the blue bricks within a three-foot radius of where Zhang Wuji stood shattered, sending fragments flying everywhere and creating a shallow crater in the ground.

But he remained as steady as a rock, and with a slight flick of his wrists, he dissipated the last bit of energy.

The entire hall was astonished.

Yang Xiao's eyes narrowed, and he whispered to Yin Tianzheng:

"The Great Shift of Heaven and Earth technique can be so skillfully integrated with Wudang's Tai Chi... The leader is a genius, rarely seen in the world."

Yin Tianzheng also breathed a sigh of relief: "With these two extraordinary skills, these three blows will be no problem."

Zhou Dian exclaimed, mouth agape, "This... how come it's getting stronger the more we fight it..."

He was halfway through his sentence when he realized he had said the wrong thing and quickly stopped talking.

Ah Er's heart sank suddenly.

This palm strike represented the pinnacle of his life's cultivation; he believed he could shatter even a thousand-pound boulder.

But this second, more powerful strike was not as effective as the first!

After that palm strike, he knew that his palm power was no longer effective against this person.

Only by focusing on one point can we achieve success.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly clenched his five fingers together, his index and middle fingers as straight as steel cones.

It is the Vajra Finger.

Ah Er was ruthless and didn't say much. He pushed off with his feet and rushed forward like an arrow.

He used two fingers to strike Zhang Wuji's vital point on the chest, his move ruthless and decisive.

Yin Tianzheng and the others, who had just thought the situation was settled, were now filled with anxiety again.

Using the fingers instead of the palm, the power is concentrated tenfold.

I wonder if the leader is willing to accept this?

Knowing that this attack was no small matter, Zhang Wuji dared not be careless. He silently recited the general principles of the Nine Yang Manual, and pure Yang internal energy surged out from his dantian, converging into a mighty torrent in his meridians.

At the same time, Tai Chi energy and Qiankun Great Shift operate simultaneously. The two divine skills have gained experience in coordination and blend together seamlessly without any stagnation.

The Tai Chi energy first wraps around the sharp force, like silk threads, layer by layer enveloping the solid finger strength, and then dissipates the sharpness by following the circular motion.

The Great Shift of Heaven and Earth followed closely, gently guiding and sending the force of the fingers. Not only did it completely deflect the force, but it also used the momentum of Ah Er's forward charge to push back the full force of Ah Er's fingers, without leaving a trace.

"Zheng—"

After a clear, resonant sound like striking metal, the hall fell silent.

Ah Er's body suddenly stopped, and then he took seven steps back in quick succession. With each step, the blue bricks shattered and pebbles flew everywhere.

His entire right arm was twisted and deformed, and blood dripped down his arm onto the ground.

His chest was churning with blood and qi, which he could no longer suppress. He coughed up a mouthful of black blood, and his internal organs were injured by the shock.

Everything went black, and I fell asleep immediately.