This Arhat Fist is Very Powerful
"Isn't that so! He really did not know how it was made. It actually produced such great power. It was several times stronger than the original version!”
"Looks like Junior Brother Xu Chen is really talented!”
"Sigh, it's a little strange, but this power is not vague at all. It's really magical!”
The servant monks discussed.
Little Void's eyes lit up as he stared at Xu Chen who was practicing his fist for a while. He muttered to himself,""No, I have to think of a way to get Xu Chen to teach me! And Sanskrit! There's also Buddhism!"
He had almost become Xu Chen's fan. He wanted Xu Chen to teach him everything. Now that he saw this strange Arhat Fist, he could not help it.
Just as he was speaking, a shadow enveloped his entire body.
He raised his head and saw that it was Huiqing.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his belly round and bulging.
"Martial Uncle Huiqing."
"Yes."
Huiqing stood quietly and watched Xu Chen practice his fist. She was also extremely puzzled.
Xu Chen, who was being watched, did not react. He was completely immersed in his own world.
After about the time it took for an incense stick to burn, he finished his fist to his heart's content and exhaled. His palms slowly pressed down from his chest to his dantian, regulating his breathing.
By then, it was already late. The monks knew that he would not practice again, so they all dispersed.
Huiqing walked over.
"Xuchen, your Arhat Fist feels very strong. It's even stronger than what the elder taught me.”
The fat monk asked in confusion,
Xu Chen saw him walking over and bowed. Then he smiled and said,""Martial Uncle Huiqing, this is a fist technique that I created by modifying the Arhat Fist.”
This was the excuse he had thought of before.
When she said this, Huiqing was stunned and her eyes widened.
A moment later, he revealed a look of disbelief and shook his head."Xuchen, how old are you?”In his eyes, this was simply impossible. Even the old and famous figures of Shaolin Temple might not be able to create their own martial arts. Not to mention a seven or eight-year-old monk.
Huiqing continued,"Don't tell me you're practicing blindly? What if he went berserk? Xuchen, listen to your Martial Uncle's advice. Although you're talented in martial arts, you can't destroy your foundation! You can't do such a thing."
He was quite fond of this little Martial Nephew and did not want to see him go astray.
Qi deviation?
This is an authentic Buddhist divine art. It would be a miracle if I went berserk.
Xu Chen thought to himself but his face was still serious as he said,"Martial Uncle Huiqing, it's impossible for you to go berserk. If you don't believe me, I can teach you! You'll know once you practice."
"Teach... Teach me?"
Huiqing hesitated.
"Martial Uncle, don't you believe me?"
Huiqing looked at Xu Chen's delicate face and sighed,""Alright, teach me. I'll practice it and see if there's anything wrong with it. If there's anything wrong with it, you must not practice it again.”He was very concerned about Xu Chen, so he agreed.
"Alright, then I'll teach Martial Uncle now. This fist technique was not difficult. As long as one learned Arhat Fist, it would be much easier to master it.”
At this moment, the charmingly naive Void also came over and said,"Junior Brother Xu Chen! Can you teach me too?"
However, Huiqing glared at him, and he fled in fear.
In front of Xu Chen, Huiqing always had a pleasant expression, but in front of others, it was not the case. For example, the lazy monk Xu Neng, Xu Kong in front of him was always scolded by Huiqing.
Soon, Xu Chen taught Huiqing the Eighteen Arhat Fist.
He also had the foundation of Arhat Fist, so he learned it very quickly. After two hours, he learned it. Moreover, he reminded him once more that if he found any problems, he could not cultivate the Void Dust anymore.
....
Days flew by in the blink of an eye.
It was night.
Huiqing, who couldn't fall asleep, suddenly thought of the fist technique Xu Chen had taught him. He hadn't had much free time these few days, so he hadn't practiced much and hadn't gained much. Now that he couldn't sleep, he put on his monk robe and went to the open space to practice.
It had been three days since Xu Chen had taught him the fist technique.
"Hey!"
Huiqing displayed the Eighteen Arhat Fist, his fat arms dancing fiercely!
The silver-white moonlight draped over his yellow frock, and his entire body blended into the moonlight as he kept punching.
Gradually, a wonderful feeling lingered in his heart.
After this set of punches, he could not help but punch again! It was as if there was something inside that fascinated him.
The sleeves of her robe fluttered as beads of sweat appeared on Huiqing's forehead.
However, his expression was very excited and not tired at all. He felt that this set of fist technique was not only flawless, but it was also extraordinary! Its power was completely incomparable to the original version.
"Xu Chen is really talented!”
Huiqing was shocked.
Just as he was letting his imagination run wild, the realm that he had been unable to break through for a long time actually loosened greatly! It was as if he would advance at any moment!
Huiqing's talent was not high and had always been stuck at the third-rate realm without any strength.
However, after cultivating this strange Arhat Fist for a few days, he was actually about to break through!
"This is a sign of a breakthrough!"
Hui Qing was overjoyed and hurriedly returned to her room to sit cross-legged and meditate, fully focusing on breaking through.
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