Wuxia - Mtl
Chapter 124
Chapter 124
Ning Changge wasn’t foolish. He quickly understood Zhang Sanfeng’s intentions. He felt touched and amused. He hadn’t suffered any real loss from the Sweeping Monk, just didn’t want to deal with him for now. But since his master was already at Shaolin, he had to support him fully.
Ning Changge put down his scripture and focused through the Bi Shui Sword. At Shaolin, the clash of the two Land Immortals’ auras had already changed the sky, creating strange phenomena. The martial artists retreated further, awestruck.
They were shocked to see that Zhang Sanfeng, the newly ascended Land Immortal, was holding his own against the Sweeping Monk. The Taiji diagram behind him spun, dispersing the golden light of the Buddha. Someone mentioned the Sweeping Monk’s age, over two hundred years, twice that of Master Zhang, highlighting Zhang Sanfeng’s extraordinary talent.
The Sweeping Monk was equally surprised, finding it hard to believe he couldn’t overpower Zhang Sanfeng with his aura. Zhang Sanfeng looked at him and said, “You struck my disciple at Tianzhu Peak. Today, I will strike you first!”
With that, the sky roared with fury!
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Zhang Sanfeng’s Taiji Yin-Yang diagram behind him suddenly began to spin faster, releasing waves of true power. The already turbulent clouds and winds in the sky grew even more violent. Zhang Sanfeng lightly extended a palm, gathering true power and resonating with the forces of heaven and earth. A giant palm, black on the inside and white on the outside, filled with the essence of Yin and Yang, descended upon the Sweeping Monk.
The onlookers were horrified. The sight of such a Yin-Yang palm made their spines tingle and their hair stand on end. Even though the palm wasn’t aimed at them, their blood involuntarily sped up, and their muscles tensed. The Shaolin monks were even more alarmed.
This palm was far more powerful than the one the Sweeping Monk had used on Tianzhu Peak, which had only been a projection of his Buddhist essence. The Sweeping Monk’s eyes grew serious as he chanted, “Master Zhang, you are overstepping.”
“The karma between your disciple and me is not something you can take on. You still have time to retreat.”
Faced with the massive Yin-Yang palm, the Sweeping Monk’s body radiated boundless golden light.
Zhang Sanfeng ignored him, snorting coldly. If he weren’t determined, he wouldn’t have come to Shaolin alone. His true power surged, and the Yin-Yang palm pressed down on the Sweeping Monk, blocking out the sky and instilling nameless fear.
Suddenly, the sound of Buddhist chants echoed through Shaolin, resonating with the temple. Golden light spread across the sky. The Sweeping Monk softly said, “I will take your palm.”
Golden light flowed around him like liquid, forming a Buddhist golden bell. He had used this technique on Tianzhu Peak, blocking Ning Changge’s Pure Yang True Fire until Ning Changge summoned the Jade Pivot Heavenly Thunder to break it. Now, using the same technique, its power was far greater.
The golden bell was three meters tall, solid and formidable, showcasing the terrifying true power of the Sweeping Monk himself, not just a projection.
Zhang Sanfeng remained unafraid. If he lacked confidence, he wouldn’t have come to Shaolin to cause trouble.
With a cold snort, the Yin-Yang energies on the giant palm grew denser. In the shocked eyes of the onlookers, the black-and-white palm collided with the golden bell!
Boom!!
A deafening explosion echoed across the sky. The giant palm struck the golden bell, producing a metallic ringing that made everyone’s hearts skip a beat. The golden bell’s light began to shatter under the immense pressure of the Yin-Yang palm, shrinking from three meters to just over one.
Some observant individuals noticed that the Sweeping Monk’s feet, clad in cloth shoes, had sunk into the ground. The crowd gasped, “Master Zhang is gaining the upper hand?”
They felt dizzy. Zhang Sanfeng had just ascended to the Land Immortal realm, yet he seemed even more formidable. But things weren’t that simple.
“Shaolin’s sacred ground, cease your insolence!” the Sweeping Monk shouted. The golden bell’s light surged, expanding beyond three meters, pushing the Yin-Yang palm upward.
The golden light wasn’t just defensive; it pierced the palm like golden swords, riddling it with holes.
The crowd was astonished, but before they could react, Zhang Sanfeng pointed again, his voice calm and resonant, “Taiji Yin-Yang, turn!”
The black-and-white palm reversed, the colors flowing and shifting. This wasn’t just a superficial change; it signified Zhang Sanfeng’s deep understanding of Yin-Yang.
The energies flowed, solidifying the previously shattered palm, pressing down again.
The golden bell’s light was suppressed, the Yin-Yang energies eroding it, step by step. The Sweeping Monk’s expression grew serious. He was shocked by Zhang Sanfeng’s strength, despite his recent ascension.
Golden light surged, the bell solidifying again. The crowd’s hearts followed the ebb and flow of the battle, like a roller coaster. The Yin-Yang palm seemed on the verge of breaking, then the golden bell seemed about to shatter.
Zhang Sanfeng and the Sweeping Monk stood firm, their true powers resonating with the forces of heaven and earth. Experts could see that while Zhang Sanfeng’s true power was less than the Sweeping Monk’s, his Taiji true power resonated more efficiently with the world, creating a stalemate.
After several breaths, a crisp sound echoed. The golden bell shattered into countless fragments, and the black-and-white palm dissipated into Yin-Yang energies. The first clash ended in a draw.Nôv(el)B\\jnn
However, some observant individuals noticed that the Sweeping Monk’s feet were slightly sunken into the ground, while Zhang Sanfeng’s robe fluttered lightly, indicating he had the upper hand. The crowd’s eyes widened, their breaths held.
“Master Zhang has just ascended to the Land Immortal realm, yet he has the upper hand?” This was astonishing. The Sweeping Monk had lived for over two hundred years, twice Zhang Sanfeng’s age. Master Zhang was a junior in comparison.