376: Chapter 376 [Sticking Cloth Eighteen Falls] First Update!
376: Chapter 376 [Sticking Cloth Eighteen Falls] First Update!
First update!
The old monk’s chest surged with blood, and he looked at Ye Chenfeng with some astonishment.
“Old monk, in terms of cultivation, you are much higher than me, but when it comes to real combat experience, the difference between you and me is like that between an elementary school student and a university student,” Ye Chenfeng said.
“Swoosh!”
This time it was the old monk who launched the attack, his figure as fast as lightning, appearing almost instantaneously, his withered palm fiercely reaching out to grab at Ye Chenfeng.
The old monk was too fast, Ye Chenfeng couldn’t dodge in time, and the monk’s palm had already grasped his clothing.
Seeing this, the old monk’s heart leaped with joy, but in the next second, his hand slipped as if grabbing onto a block of ice.
With a swift slip, Ye Chenfeng’s body slid out like an eel against his palm.
The technique Ye Chenfeng used was a very practical one from the special forces’ combative techniques, which often inflicted unexpected trauma on the opponent.
It was somewhat like the Shaolin’s exclusive skill, Sticking Cloth Eighteen Falls!
“Take this!”
Ye Chenfeng spun around in place, turning his palm into a knife, chopping down fiercely towards the old monk.
The old monk had already suffered a setback, and seeing Ye Chenfeng’s sharp move, he hurriedly dodged backwards, avoiding the sharp edge.
From a dozen meters away, he looked shocked.
Ye Chenfeng was outrageously strong, without using any inner strength or True Qi, relying solely on combat experience and his unfathomable combat techniques, he managed to forcefully push back the old monk who had used inner strength.
A trace of unwillingness appeared in the old monk’s eyes, and he moved again, as fast as lightning and as cunning as a Poison Snake, creating overlapping afterimages in the arena.
Ye Chenfeng knew the old monk was angry, his movement technique was now several times faster than before.
Before, Ye Chenfeng could still catch a glimpse of the old monk’s true form, but now he couldn’t even capture the afterimages.
Ye Chenfeng simply closed his eyes, remembering the time in the world’s King of Soldiers training camp, there was a training exercise: blindfolded combat.
That was the real trial that refined one’s experience!
Naturally, Ye Chenfeng had reaped great benefits from it.
Leaning slightly forward with his left foot, his toe touching the ground, hands in combat stances, Ye Chenfeng silently focused on his senses.
His mind was filled with images of the old monk moving in the confined space.
“Whoosh!”
Ye Chenfeng’s ears suddenly twitched, and in an instant, he moved out of the way, the old monk, in his angered state, missed his attack.
But the old monk changed his moves again, swept out with his legs, stirring up gusts of wind around him.
However, Ye Chenfeng used the momentum to his advantage, slipping away, luring the monk into a feint, avoiding the sharpest edge and causing the old monk’s attacks to fail again.
But Ye Chenfeng quickly shifted, attacking proactively, striking obliquely against the straightforward, breaking the direct with an indirect attack, with cleverness overpowering clumsiness, suddenly reversing the situation, and gradually pressurizing the old monk.
In real battles, Ye Chenfeng was adept at seizing fleeting opportunities and vulnerabilities, pressing and sticking close, combining offense and defense, launching forceful and tripping moves.
“Bang Bang!”
Ye Chenfeng threw two punches, both unerringly hitting the old monk’s body.
“Pfft!”
It was the first time the old monk was bloodied, blood spurting from his mouth.
Ye Chenfeng had still not used any True Qi or Gang Qi, using only the combat techniques and killing methods summarized from countless battles, yet he managed to injure a highly cultivated Buddhist monk!
It could be called defying the heavens!
Strike while the enemy is sick, take their life!
This was Ye Chenfeng’s principle, a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, he completely overwhelmed the monk.
A storm of attacks barraged the old monk, leaving him gasping for breath.
If it had been an ordinary person, they would have died long ago.
Ye Chenfeng said he was using combat techniques, but in reality, each move was lethal.
Ye Chenfeng’s body suddenly leapt into the air, side kicks, spinning kicks, swinging kicks, his legs created nothing but afterimages.
The combat techniques he used were the most practical military combat techniques, tested countless times on the battlefield, aiming to strike with maximum force at the most vulnerable parts of the human body.
His kicks targeted the old monk’s eyes, the back of the head, and the temples—nearly every strike could be fatal.
It was only because it was the old monk that he had not died hundreds of times over already.
“Heavenly Dragon Roar!”
The cornered old monk suddenly bellowed, followed by a majestic presence like a tornado, the sound of a dragon’s chant breaking through the sound barrier, as if it could demolish an entire mountain range.
“Pfft!”
Ye Chenfeng’s body was suddenly sent flying backward, fiercely slamming into the wall, and then he fell to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth nonstop.
The old monk’s cultivation was terrifyingly profound.
According to Eastern cultivation, Ye Chenfeng was in the later stages of the Transformation Realm, but the old monk’s cultivation was definitely far above the Transformation Realm.
Beyond the Transformation Realm is the Condensing Truth Realm, and Chenfeng felt that the old monk’s cultivation was at least at the later stages of the Condensing Truth Realm.
He had only had a rudimentary understanding of Eastern cultivation for barely three years and did not have sufficient knowledge to discern the old monk’s exact level of cultivation.
The old monk too was stunned; he had been pushed to the point of losing control by Ye Chenfeng.
Ye Chenfeng slowly stood up, silently looking at the old monk, “Hehe, is this what a true monk is?
Even unable to control your own nature, I suggest you renounce the monastic life sooner rather than later!”
The old monk’s nose was nearly bent with anger, but he replied with unwavering determination, “This humble monk has made up his mind, and today I must detain the benefactor!”
“Does that include killing me too?” Ye Chenfeng’s murderous intent was rising rapidly, the hair-raising aura seeming to condense into a storm about to burst, even casting a shadow over Zen Temple, with everyone inside feeling an unprecedented oppression.
The old monk looked at Ye Chenfeng with eyes blazing, neither denying nor confirming.
“This is you forcing my hand!”
Gang Qi gathered in Ye Chenfeng’s hands, Heavenly Overbearing Decision, a basic cultivation technique from the Great Sleeping Divine Skill, but when enhanced with Gang Qi, its power was not something an average person could endure.
“Boom boom boom…”
With a frightening momentum, Ye Chenfeng launched his attack toward the old monk guarding the cave entrance.
The Heavenly Overbearing Decision possessed the most solid foundation, along with an aura that swept everything away.
“Heavenly Dragon Claw!”
The old monk held nothing back, his powerful aura pouring out.
Clawing with both hands, he also attacked Ye Chenfeng.
Echoes of dragon chants leaked out, the light from his hands faintly glimmering, casting shadows like fierce dragon claws.
“Bang!
Bang!”
“Hiss!”
“Boom!”
Like the collision of two stars, the residual force swept across the surroundings, causing the mountain to tremble once more.
The old monk stepped back, his feet sinking deep into the earth, his face turning red again.
And Ye Chenfeng was once again sent flying, crashing into the wall yet another time.
There was no helping it; the old monk was completely suppressing Ye Chenfeng with his higher realm.
Under these circumstances, the fact that Ye Chenfeng could still injure the old monk was already freakish.
The next second, a black long knife appeared before the old monk.
The knife, three feet and seven inches long, was forged from glazed black gold and looked quite sinister, as if it imprisoned something horribly terrifying within.