Volume 3: The Secret of the Door Chapter 79 If you want to see it, I’ll show it to you!
The old Taoist priest looked at Qiankun and Jiang Yiquan and couldn't help but smile.
The old monk looked at Qian Kun and Jiang Yi Quan with a sad face.
"Zhao Shan... Zhao Shan..."
The old Taoist priest muttered several times in a low voice, his tone becoming increasingly fierce.
The old monk said nothing, but glanced back and forth between Qiankun and Jiang Yiquan.
Qiankun and Jiang Yiquan stopped at the same time.
"Brother Xuanbei, can we talk?"
Jiang Yiquan said.
Jiang Yiquan was once a lay disciple of the Dalin Temple, of the same generation as Xuanbei, but he always addressed him as senior brother to show respect.
In the past, Xuan Bei would naturally agree.
And now?
"I dare not, I dare not. I dare not be Mr. Jiang's senior brother. I am not worthy of it."
The old monk smiled and waved his hand, then slowly stood up with the support of one hand.
Jiang Yiquan retreated without hesitation.
He shrank directly behind Qiankun.
As a lay disciple of Dalin Temple, Jiang Yiquan knew Xuanbei's strength and talent.
Why did he call Xuan Bei, who was younger than him, "senior brother"?
Because of respect.
But where does respect come from?
Typed out!
At that time, Jiang Yiquan was known as the 'number one lay disciple', so he was naturally unwilling to accept Xuan Bei, who was known as a genius.
Private challenges naturally arise.
Thirteen times in a row.
Thirteen consecutive defeats.
Jiang Yiquan not only lost the competition, but also lost his spirit.
Jiang Yiquan even gave up his original idea of becoming a monk and went out into the world. When he met the invitation from the Emperor Lotus Sect, he joined without a second thought.
He wanted to find an opportunity to defeat Xuan Bei.
But the previous battle told him that he was still far from it.
If there is no opportunity, then don't take action, then retreat.
Jiang Yiquan was very sober and would not rush forward.
Qian Kun stood where he was, with a hint of contempt in his eyes as he looked at Jiang Yiquan, but when he looked at the old monk, his expression was solemn - he had planned for a long time before and hit the old monk in the chest. A normal person would have died long ago, but the old monk was still alive, which was enough to explain the problem.
"Xuan Bei, Ling Xiaozi, our leader is kind and hopes that you can join the 'Emperor Lotus Sect' and is willing to treat you as the Dharma King."
Qiankun said seriously.
In addition to the leader, the 'Emperor Lotus Sect' also has two left and right envoys and four Dharma Kings.
Among them, he (she) "Qian Kun" refers to the left and right messengers.
Among the four
Of course, if Xuan Bei and Ling Xiaozi are willing to agree, one of Jiang Yiquan, Wang and Li can go down.
Not willing?
Then just go die.
Qiankun looked at the old monk and the old Taoist priest sinisterly.
"Oh, the throne of the Dharma King? I am still short of a flute-playing boy to sit next to you. Are you up to the task?"
"Damn hermaphrodite!"
"Rotten ass!"
The old Taoist sneered repeatedly.
Qian Kun narrowed his eyes slightly, and the black and white energies in his palms began to surge out, rushing straight towards Ling Xiaozi.
The old Taoist priest raised his hand and drew a circle to stop the black and white energies.
The old monk flashed and stood in front of Jiang Yiquan who was about to launch another sneak attack.
“Senior Brother!”
Jiang Yiquan saluted again.
"I don't deserve it. I don't deserve it."
"Mr. Jiang is a great talent. I am not worthy of him. Let's compete again..."
"It will decide who is better, and who lives or dies!"
The old monk was calm and smiling at the beginning, but as he spoke, his eyes widened in anger and his whole body swelled up like a balloon.
In an instant, the old monk turned into a three-meter-tall, muscular little giant.
Like the angry eyes of a King Kong.
"you!"
"The Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique?!"
Jiang exclaimed with a punch.
"wrong!"
"Yes, subdue demons and monsters!"
The words fell.
Woo!
The fist smashed down like a battering ram.
The violent wind from the fist blew the dirt and gravel around, but the inexplicable suction force locked Jiang Yiquan firmly, making it impossible for Jiang Yiquan to dodge and he could only take the punch head-on.
Jiang, who was terrified, gritted his teeth and raised his hand to throw a punch.
The fist had a slight metallic luster.
The King Kong Fist, but it does not have King Kong's fearlessness, it only has a sense of cowardice.
Wisps of black smoke appeared on the fist.
The smoke seemed to come into being, transforming into five poisonous creatures: spiders, centipedes, toads, snakes, and scorpions, and flew up into the sky.
The secret of the 'Emperor Lotus Sect' is the 'Five Poison Palms'.
It sucks the marrow and dissolves the bones. There is no hope for those who are infected.
"Brother, you forced me to do this!"
Jiang shouted with one punch.
Xuan Bei’s fist arrived.
Bang!
When the fists of both parties collided, the five poisonous smoke corroded Xuan Bei, but it could not penetrate into his skin and could only swirl around on his skin. The huge force of Xuan Bei's fist smashed Jiang Yiquan's Vajra Fist, destroying his muscles, bones, and even half of his body.
Then the old monk turned around and punched again.
This punch hit Qiankun's back.
The old Taoist priest drew circles with his palms, and his speed doubled. The five poisonous fumes that were absorbed by the old monk immediately gathered in the circle in his hands and then went towards "Qian Kun".
"snort!"
Faced with the pincer attack, Qiankun snorted coldly, and the black and white energies became stronger and stronger.
But at this moment, Qiankun's body trembled, and a flash of lightning ran all over his body.
The fine wind blades, like sharp knives, densely wrapped around his entire body.
"Zhen, Xun!"
Qiankun's face was gloomy.
Then, it split into two.
A man and a woman.
The man holds the white air, which is extremely masculine.
The woman holds a black aura and is as feminine as water.
Moreover, when the 'Qian Kun' was split into two, his entire body turned from solid to virtual, and all his attacks fell into vain.
Although it was only a moment, it was enough for Qiankun.
The white gas was like thunder, extremely strong and powerful.
The black air is like a tide, endless.
boom!
With a loud bang, Xun and Zhen were directly knocked away.
The old Taoist priest drew circles on the spot several times to release the force, and then counterattacked the force on himself again. The old monk, who was like a King Kong, did not dodge or evade, but took the attack head-on.
But it didn't work!
The moment Qian Kun changed from two people to one person and then back to one person, it was a phantom again, causing Xuan Bei and Ling Xiaozi's attacks to fail.
After this move, the old monk's diamond-like body began to leak air, and the old Taoist priest's face turned pale and he staggered.
'Dui', who wanted to step forward, was knocked away by 'Qiankun'.
"You bitch, I'll deal with you later."
"Now, what else do you two have to say?"
When Qiankun asked the first sentence, it was a female voice and her face was also a woman's. When she asked the second sentence, she turned back and her voice became a male's and her face became a man's.
"Old hermaphrodite, bah."
The old Taoist spat out blood and cursed.
The old monk collapsed to the ground, unable to speak.
The two were unwilling to give in, but to no avail.
If they had not been injured before, the two would never be in such a mess. Although they were not sure to win, their chance of winning was at least 70%. But now they were almost being suppressed.
It's really uncomfortable.
"Oh, old Taoist priest, keep scolding."
"If you curse me, I'll stab you again."
Qiankun said and looked at Xun and Zhen.
'Xun' bowed his head, admitted defeat, and allowed himself to be beaten.
'Zhen' meant his eyes were rolling around.
"My master will avenge us!"
'Zhen' shouted loudly.
"Your parents?"
"Goethe?"
"He is just a chess piece chosen by the leader. Why do you want revenge? If he appears in front of me, I will let him know what it means to 'If there is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell but you come to it'!"
Qiankun sneered, very disdainful.
It’s not like he hasn’t killed the descendants of the ‘Martial Saint’ before.
Even the most special ones were killed several times by him.
Two of them tasted good, so he kept them for a few more days.
But that's it.
Apart from that, he did not see any difference between these descendants of the "Martial Saint". At most, they were a little more talented, but compared with true geniuses, they were still far behind.
So, he did not think Goethe was any different.
You have to know that the "secret martial arts" are practiced day after day.
Age has already determined everything!
Even if Goethe had practiced since his mother's womb, there was no way he could have withstood this punch of his for fifty years.
"The leader is truly merciful!"
"This guy should just have had some kind of adventure. Don't take it seriously. Even if it's the inheritance of the 'Martial Saint', what's the problem?"
"I am now no weaker than the 'Martial Saint' of the past!"
"Master, you have gone far beyond that!"
When he got excited, Qiankun started to talk nonsense.
He didn't even notice that large dark clouds appeared in the sky.
The wind stopped at this time.
Boom!
The rumbling thunder finally made Qiankun realize something was wrong. Instinctively, he looked up at the sky, and a bolt of lightning struck him head on.
The majestic power of heaven seems to destroy the world.
'Zhen' watched all this in amazement.
He is also good at thunder magic and is proud of it.
He believed that the thunder method he had accidentally obtained was definitely one of the best in the world, if not the best.
But when he saw the lightning, he understood what thunder magic was.
Why is the 'power of thunder' called the 'power of destruction'!
The old Taoist priest and the old monk were also shocked.
Compared to Xun and Zhen, these two could feel the horror of thunder magic more deeply. It had already exceeded the category of 'power of the universe' and reached a higher level that they had always been looking forward to.
Harmony between man and nature!
"Amitabha!"
"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"
The two of them murmured quietly, lamenting the terrifying back-up plan of the "Martial Saint".
As people who were born almost at the tail end of the appearance of the "Martial Saint", the two of them were very clear about the greatness and power of the "Martial Saint". They still remembered the power that gathered the strength of heaven and earth.
Goodbye now.
It still made the two of them feel shocked and unable to control themselves.
boom!
The blinding lightning illuminated the sky and earth.
"Yin and Yang, change the world!"
Qian Kun roared, and the black and white energies in his palms shot up into the sky, trying to block the thunder.
But it's totally useless.
It's like a hot knife cutting through butter.
The black and white gases evaporated instantly.
Qiankun's expression changed, and his figure split into two again, entering a virtual state.
But under the huge thunder, the figure split into two was directly submerged.
The lightning flashed in an instant.
The dark clouds quickly dissipated.
Everything returned to calm.
"Qian Kun" turned into ashes in the scorched pit. Zhao Shan, who had been using the "technique of looking at qi" to stare at this place from thousands of miles away, smiled and nodded, but his face changed again and he vomited blood.
He suffered a backlash again and needed to replenish his energy.
But enough!
He got a glimpse of Goethe's trump card!
powerful!
Unexpectedly strong!
If he really faces the enemy head-on, he will definitely suffer!
Even defeat!
But now it’s different!
He knew this trump card!
Of course you have to prepare well!
final?
He must be the winner!
Under the watchful eyes of the public!
However, some preparation is needed.
Thinking in his heart, Zhao Shan completely shifted his gaze.
Goethe, sensing the disappearance of the prying atmosphere, slowly walked out from the shadows.
He smiled and seemed unaware.
If you want to see it, let the other person see it.
The opponent just wants to find his weakness, so he must make the opponent understand the power of that blow. Only in this way will the opponent prepare wholeheartedly.
Only because of this kind of preparation will we ignore other things.
And this was great news for Goethe.
After all, he has many cards up his sleeve.
'Thunder' is just one of them.
As for why "Thunder" was exposed?
Of course it was because such power had been exposed when he first came here. Instead of choosing others, it is far better to choose this point that the other party is already familiar with and magnify it to a degree that the other party can't imagine.
"It should be effective?"
Goethe wasn't so sure.
Therefore, his gaze turned to Xun and Zhen.
What should you do when you are not sure whether you can win?
Of course it is to increase strength!
Increase your strength at a speed far exceeding that of your enemies!
And for Goethe, what could be better than "Bloody Honor"?
Naturally, there is more [Bloody Honor]!
Ji Qin has returned to the boxing gym with a large amount of [Bloody Honor].
Now here is another one.
"My lord, I have accomplished your mission!"
Xun and Zhen saluted obediently with their fists clasped.
Strength is not the only way to gain the respect of others, but it is the most direct and effective.
Goethe nodded and looked at Xuan Bei and Ling Xiaozi.
At this time, Dui was treating the injuries of the two people.
"I have seen you, Your Excellency."
The old monk and the old Taoist priest said in unison.
The two men had no other thoughts about this extremely powerful descendant of the "Martial Saint" other than to make friends with him. After all, Goethe did not look like the kind of person who would kill innocent people.
Moreover, it has a good reputation.
With this premise, the communication between the two sides was very smooth.
The name also became more intimate.
"Qian Kun, this yin-yang man, learned the breathing method of the Former Dynasty's Inner Treasury and combined it with the Secret Martial Arts of the Martial Saint to create the most suitable 'Yin-Yang Method' for himself. He has already mastered the 'Power of the Universe'. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid that both me and the old bald donkey would be doomed."
After getting familiar with each other, Ling Xiaozi became straightforward.
"I have heard of the 'Yin Yang Dafa' . It seems that 'Qian Kun' secretly learned the 'Great Yin Yang Hand' of the Xie family before creating this set of secret martial arts. You happen to be the grandson-in-law of Old Xie. It really is a cycle of cause and effect."
The old monk clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name softly.
Ling Xiaozi rolled his eyes in disdain.
"What kind of causal cycle is this? It's just a coincidence."
"Coincidence, isn't that also cause and effect?"
The old monk asked back.
"Hey, Baldy is trying to taunt me again, so let's have a good debate."
The old Taoist priest glared.
Goethe did not listen to the argument between the two men, but landed inconspicuously on the pile of ashes in the scorched pit.
[Bloody Honor +5]
…
Looking at the increased [Bloody Honor], Goethe's lips curled up.
No matter how small a mosquito's legs are, they are still meat!
What's more, it's really nice to have an appetizer before a big meal.
Goethe's heart suddenly became hot when he thought about the huge amount of [Bloody Honor] that he would soon receive.
