txolops Chapter 104 Tianshan Six Yang Palms vs. Dragon Subduing Eight Palms
Chapter 104 Tianshan Six Yang Palms vs. Dragon Subduing Eight Palms
Chapter 104 Tianshan Six Yang Palms vs. Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms
He fought fiercely with Hao Yingzong, who had managed to sneak up here, demonstrating his considerable martial arts skills.
Continuing to pursue Hao Yingzong relentlessly may lead to unforeseen circumstances.
Thinking of this, his forward momentum faltered, and he turned and rushed back towards the pine forest.
Although he could suppress Hao Yingzong, he couldn't defeat him for the time being.
Whether the visitor is friend or foe remains unknown.
If they fall for the Zoroastrian's trick of luring them away from the mountain, the Beggars' Clan brothers in the forest are likely to be in grave danger!
At the same time, regardless of whether this person is a Zoroastrian or not, there are people spying on them.
Of course, we should find out who it is and ask them questions.
Gao Yuan was engrossed in watching when he suddenly saw Qiao Feng running towards his position, which surprised him.
Without thinking twice, he suddenly stood up.
"rustle!"
"Rustling!"
In the blink of an eye, a burly figure stepped onto the tree branch, his footsteps softer than the rustling of his clothes.
Gao Yuan, like the newcomer, began to jump from branch to branch.
They stood on an old tree about three zhang apart.
A gentle night breeze stirs the green canopy.
The two seemed weightless, using their lightness skills to sway up and down with the green branches, incredibly light and graceful.
As dusk settled, the shadows of the trees blurred, and the two faced each other, yet could only see each other's silhouettes.
Seeing that Gao Yuan was dressed in black, Qiao Feng probed, "What are you planning to do, hiding your face and concealing yourself among the trees?"
"Chief Qiao is joking. I am merely passing through this place and have no intention of doing anything."
Qiao Feng frowned slightly: "Passing through this place? In the dead of night, dressed in black, spouting nonsense, do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"
"What, since you dare to break into the Zoroastrian's secret passage at night, why don't you have the guts to show your true face?"
Gao Yuan laughed heartily: "The Zoroastrianism is fighting against the three righteous sects, and I'm just here to join in the fun."
"I suppose Chief Qiao won't mind."
Qiao Feng paused for a moment, then spoke with a very soft nasal tone: "What do you mean by 'joining in the fun'? Since you refuse to show your true face, I, Qiao, have no choice but to..."
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Before he could finish speaking, his expression suddenly froze.
If you calm down and listen carefully, you will find that the center of the pine forest is strangely quiet.
The three factions and the Zoroastrians should be fighting each other right now; this quietness is definitely not a good thing.
The expression on the other person's face changed, and the tree branch beneath Qiao Feng's feet sank slightly.
Seeing his movements, Gao Yuan knew that Qiao Feng had already noticed the changes in the pine forest.
"Only what? Why does Chief Qiao only say half of what he means? Don't worry, all the Beggars' Clan brothers are fine."
At this moment, his troops probably haven't all withdrawn yet. If Qiao Feng were to rush in, he would likely run right into them.
"Are you going to stop Mr. Qiao?"
"It's not that I'm trying to stop you, but I've long admired you and would like to ask Chief Qiao to have a chat with me for a while. I'll make way for you then."
At this moment, even if Qiao Feng was foolish, he could foresee that something unexpected must be happening in the middle of the pine forest.
"Get out of here!"
Gao Yuan suddenly chuckled and blurted out the classic words of the number one "research monk" in Tianlong.
"That depends on your capabilities!"
Qiao Feng's face darkened. He stepped on a bent branch and leaped directly onto the ancient pine tree opposite him.
With each step, he gathers his energy as he leaps across branches and trees, gliding silently and displaying a steady and solid gait!
Gao Yuan swung his sword horizontally, the tip pointing at the pine trunk, his palm pressing against the hilt as he exerted force.
With a "whoosh," the longsword pierced into the thick pine branch beside him.
Then, with a light tap of his toes, he leaped towards Qiao Feng, intending to test the Beggars' Sect's ultimate technique by exchanging palm strikes.
The two collided in the vast expanse of space!
"Crack! Swoosh! Bang!"
After seven or eight consecutive sounds, the rain stopped abruptly, and Qiao Feng leaped straight up from the branch he was standing on!
"Snap!"
The huge branch was crushed and fell to the ground!
Qiao Feng rushed upwards, intending to change his fighting style.
He tested the waters with his fists and feet, but to his surprise, the men in black completely neutralized his attacks. He was now more defensive than offensive, and dared not underestimate them in the slightest.
However, his experience far surpasses that of ordinary people. The stronger the opponent, the more he can eliminate distractions and bring his martial arts to their fullest potential.
At this moment, high in the treetop, Qiao Feng touched the branches as thin as fingers and arms with his toes, rising and falling like a crane soaring through the clouds. Taking advantage of the terrain, he suddenly clamped his legs between the thick trunk of the ancient tree.
He twisted his waist sharply, hanging upside down like a spinning top, his palms crossed and flipped in front of his chest, then drew a half circle.
It slammed down from above, aimed directly at Gao Yuan's crown chakra!
"Moo!"
The palm strike, imbued with vital energy, produced a deep, resonant dragon roar, its power terrifying and its auditory impact immense.
The high vantage point perfectly embodies the spirit of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, specifically the image of a flying dragon soaring in the sky.
"Bang bang bang!"
As soon as the palm strike was unleashed, the surrounding branches and leaves were blasted apart and shredded, flying everywhere.
Gao Yuan's eyes lit up; he wanted to test whether the Tianshan Six Yang Palms or the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms were stronger or weaker.
He not only did not retreat, but also moved his palms like butterflies, sometimes drawing, sometimes deflecting, sometimes pointing, sometimes slapping.
"What a brilliant move, Flying Dragon in the Sky!"
As Gao Yuan laughed heartily, his palm strike poured out like flowing water; it was Yang Ge Tian Jun.
His left palm was icy cold, while his right palm was scorching hot. The Six Yang Antelope Hanging Horn technique of Tianshan Mountain was nowhere to be found, revealing the exquisite method of combining strength and gentleness. Qiao Feng felt a chill in his heart and changed his palms again, with the Dragon Appearing in the Field technique combining defense and offense, as solid as a mountain.
The two were locked in a contest.
Qiao Feng took advantage of the situation and fell down, suddenly changing from hanging on the branch with his legs to hugging the branch with his legs, and his whole body lay horizontally.
Gao Yuan kicked off the tree trunk, spread his arms, and flew out at an angle. With another flip, he also caught on a thick trunk.
So the two began to face each other and strike hard with their palms.
"Hey!"
The sound of tearing silk rang out between their palms!
Qiao Feng's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms were extraordinary; each palm strike was accompanied by the roar of a dragon.
Gao Yuan's Tianshan Six Yang Palms flowed like clouds and water, combining strength and gentleness, pressing forward relentlessly.
The two men wrestled, causing the entire pine tree to sway and the rustling of its leaves to fill the air.
The two internal forces collided with each other.
Gao Yuan felt that Qiao Feng's palm strike was neither extremely hard nor extremely soft, but rather incorporated the philosophies of both Confucianism and Taoism, and was not at all like a fierce and violent force.
He secretly praised him, thinking that he truly deserved to be the leader of the Beggars' Sect with the strongest comprehension and combat power!
In contrast, consider Qiao Feng.
His expression was also solemn; the pressure from the other side was unprecedented.
The Northern Darkness True Qi, mixed with the supreme Yang internal energy of the Eight Desolations and Six Directions Supreme Technique, rushed straight to Taiyuan along his fish-like skin, fluctuating between hot and cold, preventing his internal energy from circulating naturally and smoothly.
He was secretly surprised.
Fortunately, his Shaolin internal energy cultivation technique was extremely pure, and his ability to circulate qi and seal acupoints was enough to barely block the opponent's internal energy from rushing through his meridians and acupoints.
The two fought fiercely atop the tree.
By the fiftieth move, Gao Yuan had gained the upper hand, and Qiao Feng was starting to falter.
Coupled with his concern for the safety of the Beggars' Sect members, he became even more anxious.
Gao Yuan saw through his intention. The two of them loosened their legs from the tree trunk and simultaneously pushed off, leaping into the air together.
Qiao Feng suddenly roared, brought his palms to his abdomen, circulated his internal energy, and then struck out with his palms again.
A dragon's roar, even louder than before, echoed through the forest.
This is the essence of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms: "The Dragon Regrets Its Ascent!"
A powerful palm strike, mixed with an overwhelming internal force, crashed towards him.
Upon seeing this, Gao Yuan's expression hardened.
The internal energy of the whole body rushes straight to the right palm along the major acupoints, while the left palm is stacked on top of the right palm, and the same killing move of the Tianshan Six Yang Palm is used.
Yangguan Sandie!
The two men's palms met, and their inner energy surged forth.
"Bang!~"
An even louder explosion than before erupted in their palms.
The shockwave exploded around the two people, with the aftershocks spreading out for seven or eight feet.
The phrase "the dragon soars too high and then regrets" does not mean simply exerting force.
If one "regrets," the remaining force of the palm strike will not be exhausted, which can be used to defeat the enemy or to borrow their force to strike back.
Yangguan Sandie.
The essence lies in the word "layering".
The Yin and Yang energies overlap in the same attack in a very short time. After the first burst of force, the second and third bursts are quickly activated, and the thickness and penetrability of the force are doubled.
Two martial arts philosophies.
It represents a clash between the ultimate in skill and the ultimate in rigidity.
The two made contact and were simultaneously sent flying backward.
Qiao Feng stood atop the pine tree, his blood surging, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Gao Yuan only took two breaths to catch his breath before using the huge impact of the palm strike to send his body flying backward like a wisp of smoke, clearly having saved up some energy.
Tianshan Six Yang Palms versus Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.
now.
The difference in skill is immediately apparent!