Chapter 95 Dragon Subduing Eight Palms
What kind of palm technique is this!
In an instant, Sarutobi Higetsu felt his breath catch in his throat. The opponent's palm force was like a raging tide, unstoppable, and like an invisible high wall rushing towards him.
In his shock, he had no time to think of a countermeasure, but he knew that if he were to meet the attack with a single palm, his bones would surely break and his tendons would be snapped, or he might even be shattered to pieces.
This palm strike was something he simply couldn't withstand.
The power of a single palm strike is truly astounding!
The crowd of heroes all paled. If this palm strike landed, the Japanese warrior would likely die on the spot!
At that very moment—
A figure flashed by like a streak of light, and in the blink of an eye, he was already beside Sarutobi Higetsu!
Lin Pingzhi!
He grabbed Sarutobi Higetsu by the back of his collar, and with a light step, the two of them floated backward at the same time.
Young Master Zhang's palm barely grazed Yuan Fei Riyue's robes before striking empty air with a "boom," causing the blue bricks on the ground to fly and leaving a three-foot-square crater!
Hibiki Sarutobi survived by the skin of his teeth, his face ashen, his back soaked in cold sweat.
He knelt down with a thud, his voice trembling, "My lord... I am incompetent and have disgraced you..."
Shi Potian corrected him, "I am not your lord yet. So you are the one who has embarrassed yourself, not me."
Sarutobi Riyue lay prostrate on the ground, feeling both ashamed and shocked—shocked by the martial arts prowess of Young Master Zhang, for whom he would have been severely injured if not dead, had his lord not saved him. Ashamed that he had already been saved twice by his lord, and that this small Hengshan City had so many masters he couldn't defeat.
The room was deathly silent.
immediately--
It exploded with a deafening roar!
"What a powerful and fierce palm technique!"
"I think I heard a dragon's roar!"
"Young Master Escort's movements are incredibly fast! He managed to save someone at the last second!"
"A duel between two titans, this is going to be exciting!"
The assembled heroes looked at each other, their faces paling, and a cacophony of opinions arose.
Yu Canghai's ecstatic expression froze instantly, replaced by regret. He had thought that with Young Master Zhang's intervention, Sarutobi Riyue would surely die, but he hadn't expected that Lin Pingzhi would still rescue him.
Changchunzi frowned and whispered to Yu Canghai, "With Young Master Zhang's father not yet here, I'm afraid we can't be completely certain of success."
Yu Canghai's face turned deathly pale.
The beggar girl was also stunned. It was the first time she had seen her brother fail to achieve anything. Could there really be martial arts in this world that were more powerful than her family's?
How did this bastard learn such martial arts skills? She looked at her brother, then at Shi Potian, and for the first time dared not act recklessly again.
Young Master Zhang missed his target with his palm strike, but did not pursue. He simply withdrew his hand, looked at Shi Potian, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
"Such swift movements. To actually save someone from my grasp." He praised, then chuckled, "Father's calculations were indeed correct; the world is about to descend into chaos, and dragons and snakes will rise together."
"Your name is Lin Pingzhi? That's too ordinary. A golden carp is no ordinary fish; it will transform into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds. You should be called Lin Hualong (Lin Transformation Dragon)."
Young Master Zhang lightly waved his folding fan and casually remarked.
Qu Feiyan retorted sarcastically, "So you're admitting my little brother is a dragon, and you yourself are a snake?"
The beggar girl angrily retorted, "What did you say, you little brat?"
Qu Feiyan stared at her chest, then retorted sarcastically, "You're not that old yourself, so why are you pretending to be a big sister? I haven't even settled the score with you for poisoning my little brother yet."
The beggar girl wanted to say more, but Young Master Zhang stopped her, saying, "Yuan Ying, it was wrong of you to poison Young Master Lin."
Then he said to Shi Potian, "I apologize to you on her behalf. My little sister has been willful since she was a child. She didn't study martial arts properly and just liked to make and use poison, but her heart isn't bad."
She must have heard that the young镖头 (Young Escort Leader) is gaining momentum, and that I'm coming to help him, so she rushed to him first, wanting to prove herself. However, even if the young镖头 is poisoned, she will give you the antidote; she won't harm you. I can guarantee that.
"Little sister, am I right?"
The beggar girl, Zhang Yuanying, tilted her head and snorted, but did not refute.
Young Master Zhang knew his sister too well. He smiled lightly, and before Shi Potian could reply, he turned to Qu Feiyan and said:
"You say that Young Master Lin is a dragon and I am a snake, but do you know what kind of palm technique I used just now?"
Qu Feiyan asked curiously, "What kind of palm technique?"
Young Master Zhang said, "That's called the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms."
His statement implied that Lin Pingzhi was a dragon, and that he himself could subdue it.
These words caused an uproar throughout the room!
"What?! The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms?!"
"Isn't that the Beggars' Sect's signature martial art?!"
"The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, a technique only the gang leader knows?!"
"How does this person know the Beggars' Sect's ultimate martial arts?!"
The crowd buzzed with discussion, all eyes turning to Young Master Zhang.
Yue Buqun's expression changed drastically. He exchanged a glance with Daoist Tianmen and Abbess Dingyi, and they all saw the shock in each other's eyes.
Master Fang Sheng frowned, clasped his hands together, and remained silent.
Master Lingxu smiled slightly, as if he already knew.
Zhang Jin'ao stepped forward, staring at Young Master Zhang, his voice trembling: "The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms is a closely guarded secret of our Beggars' Sect, only the sect leader can learn it. Who exactly are you? Where did you learn it from? Besides, even our sect leader doesn't know this palm technique!"
Upon hearing this, Young Master Zhang burst into laughter.
"Stealing?" He shook his head. "Vice Chief Zhang, you're mistaken. The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms weren't learned by stealing."
Zhang Jin'ao shouted sternly, "If it's not stealing knowledge, then what is it?!"
Zhang Jin'ao shouted sternly, "If it's not stealing knowledge, then what is it?!"
"You said it yourself, even your gang leader doesn't know it, so how could I possibly learn it?" Young Master Zhang asked with a smile.
Zhang Jin'ao was speechless.
Qu Feiyan scoffed, "After all that bragging, it turns out to be the Beggars' Sect's kung fu. What does that have to do with you? My little brother's palm technique is no worse than yours."
Qu Feiyan recalled the palm strike Shi Potian used against that mysterious man last night, which was no less powerful than the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms from earlier.
Young Master Zhang smiled without saying a word. Martial arts had declined for centuries; in times without heroes, even petty scoundrels could rise to fame. These minor figures from the Five Mountains Sword Sects, who once dominated their regions, had no idea of the formidable reputation of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms—a supreme martial art that had reigned supreme for centuries, forging countless legends.
Shi Potian said impatiently, "Young Master Zhang, we are currently seeking revenge against the Qingcheng Sect. Are you going to stop me?"
Young Master Zhang said, "The feuds in the martial world have nothing to do with my Zhang family. It's just that my Zhang family has a past with the Qingcheng Sect. Today, I'm going to protect the Qingcheng Sect. Young Master Lin, as long as you can withstand three of my moves, I'll leave the Qingcheng Sect to your own devices."
Upon hearing this, Yu Canghai became extremely anxious and said, "Young Master Zhang, Lin Pingzhi's martial arts are unorthodox, we mustn't..."
Young Master Zhang glared at him, and Yu Canghai dared not say another word.
Shi Potian laughed and said, "Young Master Zhang, you can leave now."
For the first time, Young Master Zhang's expression changed: "You think I can't do it? I only used 50% of my strength in that palm strike just now."
Shi Potian nodded and said, "Young Master Zhang is not lying. It is indeed fifty percent of your power. I saw it very clearly. However, you still cannot protect the Qingcheng Sect. You should leave."
Young Master Zhang laughed loudly, "Young Master Escort, you don't think you're invincible just because you defeated a few Songshan Taibao, do you?"
Shi Potian laughed and said, "Of course not. Someone told me last night that they would take three of his moves, and I did."
"You're not even as good as him."