Chapter 41: Who Else
Xie Xun's whereabouts, the treasured saber's ownership!
The highly anticipated showdown between the top experts erupted the moment they met.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Pingzhi and Abbot Kong Wen had already exchanged more than ten moves. Lin Pingzhi praised him as he attacked. This Shaolin Abbot was indeed extraordinary. He had attacked more than ten moves in a row, but he was able to take them head-on without changing his expression. This kind of martial arts was worthy of being ranked among the best in the world of martial arts!
In fact, in this spacetime, Abbot Wen was not feeling well. He had exchanged blows with Lin Pingzhi several times, and his arms were numb from the shock. He could not help but complain in his heart,"This person's internal energy is superb, his physique is strong, and his palm technique seems to be above mine. Every palm strike is like Mount Tai pressing down on me, and these ten palm strikes almost shattered my protective zhen qi!”
Fortunately, the Great Vajra Palm he practiced was similar to the Great Vajra Fist. It was a supreme martial art of the Vajra Demon Subduing Divine Technique. It was a Buddhist divine technique that cultivated both internal and external. That was why he could compete with Lin Pingzhi.
The two of them fought until they reached the climax. As their figures moved, they fought from the hall to the martial arts practice field outside the hall. The heroes present followed them to the outside and surrounded the martial arts practice field to watch the two of them fight.
Although the two of them were using palm techniques, their concepts were different. Lin Ping's Primordial Chaos True Technique leaned towards Taoism and emphasized on the integration of Yin and Yang. When he attacked, he combined the power of heaven and earth and was awe-inspiring!
Abbot Kong Wen belonged to the Zen Sect of Buddhism. His body was surrounded by internal energy, which collided with the surrounding air and formed a huge Buddha. He was respectful and solemn. The two of them activated their palms and the energy surged like a storm, making the surrounding heroes almost unable to open their eyes. Those with insufficient cultivation were even forced to have difficulty breathing and couldn't help but retreat.
In the blink of an eye, another twenty or thirty moves were exchanged. The two of them clashed with each other, and each of them floated back thirty to fifty feet. Lin Pingzhi was amazed and excited. The laws of the metal-elemental martial arts world were that Shaolin abbot was a master. Kong Wen was slightly better than Fang Zheng. Moreover, he did not use his full strength. It was not easy to defeat him.
"Looks like I have to use my trump card!"
With a thought, the circulation of the Art of Origin in Lin Pingzhi's body paused for a moment, then reversed abruptly. The Art of Origin gave birth to Yin and Yang, and the combination of Yin and Yang produced a huge force that urged Lin Pingzhi to take big steps forward.
"Abbot Kong Wen, be careful!"
As he shouted, he waved his left hand and struck out a palm with his right hand. It was one of the moves of Tiangang Hunyuan Palm," Surging Qi Soars to the Sky." When he struck out, he was still seventy to eighty feet away from Abbot Kong Wen. However, when he spoke, he stopped. When the power came from his palm, the two of them were only fifty feet away.
However, no matter how powerful one's palm was, there was no way one could hit more than five feet away. Master Kong Wen had been practicing palm techniques for decades, so he was afraid of Lin Pingzhi, whose palm cultivation was slightly higher than his. However, he could not help but be slightly surprised when he saw Lin Pingzhi's palm strike from eight feet away.
Unexpectedly, Lin Pingzhi's body had already rushed forward by more than 15 meters. He used another " Wind Control " move, pushing his back palm against his front palm. The strength of both palms combined together and pressed forward with an overwhelming force.
In just a moment, Abbot Kong Wen felt his breath stagnate. His opponent's palm force was like a raging tide, unstoppable. It was like an invisible high wall, or like a tsunami pushed by a strong wind, rushing in front of him. He was so shocked that he didn't have the time to think of a countermeasure. However, he knew that if he attacked with one palm, his arms and wrists would definitely be broken, and his bones and muscles might be shattered. He hurriedly drew three semicircles with his palms to protect his front. At the same time, he exerted strength with his toes and floated back.
His kung fu was good, and his eyesight was good. He retreated three feet, but he still didn't dare to face Lin Pingzhi's attack. He quickly swung his right palm diagonally, and when it came into contact with Lin Pingzhi's palm force, he felt his right arm go numb, and the breath in his chest became heavy. He immediately took advantage of the momentum and jumped three feet away. Afraid that the enemy would chase him again, he put his palm in front of his chest and secretly condensed his internal energy into his palm.
Lin Pingzhi was excited. He rushed forward and pulled with one hand. He changed the direction of the two forces and attacked Abbot Kong Wen again. He laughed and followed up with another move," Qi Covering Origin." The first move had not yet disappeared, but the second move arrived. Three extremely strong forces rushed forward.
Seeing the three-layered palm power surging over, Kong Wen was almost retreating to the edge of the martial arts field in front of the Zixiao Palace. Behind him were spectators, which made his expression change.
Logically speaking, dodging was the best way to deal with a ferocious palm. However, there was someone behind him now. If he dodged, the person behind him would definitely suffer. It was not something that he, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, could do.
He could lose in a martial arts competition, but his reputation must not be ruined!
In a flash, Abbot Kong Wen had made a decision. He gritted his teeth and used the last move of the Vajra Palm. He put his palms together and shouted. Suddenly, the inner breath in his body surged and pushed to the limit. The force in his body gathered in one place and pushed forward with his palms.
"Bang!"
There was a thunderous explosion. Abbot Kong Wen had already received Lin Pingzhi's first palm strike, but he couldn't help but take three steps back. Zhang Wu's clothes and long beard were blown away.
"Bang!"
Soon, there was another deafening sound. Kong Wen's Great Vajra Palm Power, which had exploded to the limit, had forcefully received Lin Pingzhi's second palm power. However, this time, it was not as easy as before.
"Puff!"
As the powerful palm force collided, his body trembled and he took four steps back. He spat out a mouthful of blood. The kasaya on his body could not withstand the sharp and overbearing Qi and was broken into pieces.
However, at this moment, the third palm force came one after another. Abbot Kong Wen was seriously injured and had no strength to resist. Seeing that he was about to be defeated, he did not expect that at this moment, a figure would suddenly rush into the arena and block in front of Abbot Kong Wen at the critical moment.
He raised his hand and embraced the essence, absorbing Yin and Yang!
The person who came displayed the demeanor of a supreme grandmaster. With a raise of his hand, he received Lin Pingzhi's third palm force that was like a raging river and turned it invisible.
"Puff!"
Abbot Kong Wen, who had thought that he would die without a doubt, was saved by someone. He had been almost suffocated by the force that had just surged towards him. At this moment, the pressure in his chest had disappeared, and his breathing was relaxed. There was a sweet taste in his throat, and he let out a muffled groan. Another arrow of blood could not help but spurt out.
"Abbot!"
When the Shaolin monks saw that Abbot Kong Wen was injured, their expressions changed in shock. They stepped forward one after another and supported Abbot Kong Wen's trembling body. Some looked at Abbot Kong Wen with concern, some looked at Lin Pingzhi with anger, and some looked at the person who had just rescued them with extreme gratitude.
"Perfected Zhang is indeed worthy of being a mountain and a big star in the martial arts world. That palm just now was already my full strength. I didn't expect it to be easily received by you.”
Lin Pingzhi smiled as he looked at the person who had saved Abbot Kong Wen. It was none other than the founder of Wudang Sect, the peerless Great Grandmaster who was ranked as the number one expert in the martial arts world…Zhang Sanfeng.
"Little Friend Lin, you're too kind."
Zhang Sanfeng moved his limbs a few times and said with a smile,""The hidden injuries in your body haven't healed yet, and your power hasn't recovered to its peak state. I was only able to take your palm because I had an advantage.”
Everyone was shocked when they heard that. Lin Pingzhi had almost killed Abbot Kong Wen of Shaolin Temple with three palm strikes, and he hadn't even used his full strength. How terrifying would he be after he recovered?
Even Abbot Kong Wen couldn't help but be shocked. He smiled bitterly and said to Zhang Sanfeng,""Thank you, Perfected Zhang, for saving me just now. This Penniless Monk is eternally grateful.”
Zhang Sanfeng smiled." You came to congratulate me. How can I watch you die on Wudang Mountain? Besides, I have a close relationship with Shaolin. You don't have to worry too much about it."”
"How can I forget the kindness of saving my life?"
Abbot Kong Wen thanked Zhang Sanfeng once again before he turned to Lin Pingzhi and said,""Scholar Lin's martial arts have reached the peak. I can't compare to him.”Then he said to the Shaolin monks,"Let's go. Let's forget about Xie Xun for now. We'll return to the temple."”Three defeats in three battles. Forcing Wudang to stay was just asking for humiliation.
"Hey! This old bald donkey Kong Wen is quite tactful!"
Lin Pingzhi chuckled as he watched the Shaolin monks leave. He turned around and glanced at the Jianghu heroes around the martial arts field. Then, with an indescribable demonic aura, he shouted arrogantly,"Who else wants to compete with me for the Dragon Slaying Saber? Who else?"
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