Fist of Legend: Extreme Fist Speed 59
Xie Yun's heart suddenly ached as he thought of the setbacks he had encountered in the woods outside the county town.
That mysterious master, with a single kick that was extremely powerful and unparalleled, brought him an astonishing shock that he still can't forget to this day. Unfortunately, the person flashed by and never appeared again, so who exactly is that person?
Xie Yun was completely uninterested in the intense battle between Che Lun and Guan Yu on the stage, instead he was deep in thought.
That person is using an entry-level basic leg technique.
Although his face was covered, his appearance could still be seen clearly from his eyebrows and eyes, looking very young, probably not over twenty years old. When he left, he didn't hurry or slow down, completely disregarding the many law enforcement disciples of the Medicine King Hall.
These were the few slender threads he had in his grasp.
He had always regarded that person as a top-notch leg technique expert and searched for him among the excellent leg technicians in the hall, but he couldn't find him. However, changing his line of thought, perhaps that person only knew basic leg techniques and was just an extremely ordinary disciple hiding his name in the hall, with no reputation at all?
Xie Yun's mind suddenly buzzed with a nearly crazy possibility.
For a master who can defeat himself with one leg, status and fame are actually basically meaningless, because that person simply doesn't care about this little bit of status and fame, he just wants to hide in the medicine hall.
Xie Yun thought of this, suddenly had some inexplicable excitement, and suddenly looked towards the crowd, wanting to find out the young disciple who had sent water earlier with a familiar back view, but that young disciple had already finished sending water and left. Could it be him?
Xie Yun thought for a moment and immediately rushed towards the Medicine Pavilion. If that person was indeed a low-ranking disciple of this pavilion, he should return to the Medicine Pavilion after delivering the water.
Many law enforcement disciples saw Xie Yun suddenly not say a word, and threw them away and ran. They were shocked and stunned, wondering what was going on. "Big Brother Master, where are you going?" "Big Brother Master, we still need to maintain order here!" "What's wrong with Big Brother Master today? This is the first time I've seen him so strange."
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The medicine room, a small courtyard with a kitchen, some servants are busy.
In the courtyard, beside a well with a wooden pulley, Ye Qin used a small wooden bucket to scoop water from the well and filled two large buckets. As long as he carried a few more buckets of water, he would complete today's miscellaneous tasks. He could then return to his own private courtyard to focus on practicing and studying the Earth Escape Technique and Water Escape Technique.
Xie Yun walked slowly into the small courtyard of the kitchen, scanning the interior with a glance and furrowing his brow. This kind of place was where most ordinary disciples were unwilling to come, only those servants from the main hall who had no martial arts skills, as well as the lowest-ranking servants, would work in this place.
The servants in the courtyard saw Xie Yun and hastily bowed their heads in greeting.
Xie Yun couldn't bear it anymore and waved his hand: "Everyone leave!"
"Yes!"
The servants received the order and hastily left the courtyard.
Ye Qin did not leave, still pouring water into the wooden bucket. From the moment Xie Yun entered the small courtyard, he felt Xie Yun's gaze fixed on him, and he thought he couldn't walk away even if he wanted to, so he stayed. He was a bit annoyed, why did Xie Yun come looking for him, it had been almost two months since then, hadn't he forgotten that encounter in the forest?
Xie Yun strode to the side of the well, took a measure of Ye Qin, and saw that his expression was as usual. He already had seven or eight parts certainty that Ye Qin was the masked man he had met that day, and furrowed his brow in great puzzlement.
"This junior brother, with such exceptional martial arts skills, why would he be content to stay in the hall as an ordinary apprentice gathering herbs and doing such coarse and menial tasks? Can't my Herbal Hall accommodate a master like him?"
"With your exceptional martial arts skills, you are fully qualified to become the core disciple of my Medicine Pavilion. How about I recommend you to Vice Master Qi of our outer pavilion and have you become his personal disciple? After decades, it's highly possible that you'll take over as the new Vice Master of the outer pavilion."
Ye Qin was somewhat puzzled as to why Xie Yun had come looking for him. Was he here to interrogate him? It didn't seem like it. Instead, it seemed more like he was trying to win him over. He picked up the carrying pole and prepared to leave with the water. "Big Brother Master, I'm busy working. If Big Brother Master has nothing better to do, there are many things that can be done in the hall."
"How can I, Xie Yun, be unworthy?"
Xie Yun had never met anyone so impolite, his face suddenly filled with rage, he made a swift and powerful palm strike, infused with strong internal energy, and slapped Ye Qin with a speed that left no time for dodging.
Ye Qin's face turned cold, and he grabbed the flat shovel in his hand to block it. Ka-chak! The flat shovel was slapped by a palm, and under the powerful internal force, it shattered into wood chips.
Ye Qin also took a step back, somewhat surprised.
Xie Yun, did you want to avenge the defeat of that day?
Xie Yun took a step back, clearing enough space around the well, and a powerful protective aura burst out, covering his entire body. He said solemnly, "Let me see your extraordinary leg technique, Brother Disciple. I want to know whether it's your leg technique that's impressive or my Heart-Shining Scripture is more exceptional. I, Xie Yun, have been cultivating in the library for twenty years, and I don't believe anyone in our sect can surpass me."
Ye Qin's expression also gradually turned serious, his eyes becoming solemn.
He already understood that Xie Yun came to find him, wanting to do what.
Neither questioning nor seeking revenge, but pursuing the ultimate proof of martial arts. Just like a cultivator, a lifetime dream is to reach the pinnacle of cultivation. A warrior, the highest dream in life, is undoubtedly to step onto the highest peak of martial arts.
With his current cultivation at the third layer of Qi Refining, he didn't want to engage in a martial duel with a first-rate high-ranking warrior. There was a suspicion that winning would be unchivalrous. However, Master Xie Yun's attitude of pursuing the highest level of martial arts had always been a model for the disciples of Caiyao Hall, and he deeply respected him. A warrior who started practicing at the age of six or seven and spent over twenty years in closed-door meditation, day and night without stopping, could achieve this level, it was not something that could be described with just a few words.
This kind of persistence is enough to make people feel a deep respect.
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Ye Qin's expression was cold and stern, he raised his foot and swept it across.
The large wooden barrel beside him flew up one zhang high and burst open with a loud crash in mid-air.
"Boom!"
The misty water splashes everywhere, refracting the dazzling light of the midday sun.
Xie Yun Meng suddenly lifted his head and looked at the exploded large wooden barrel.
Only saw countless tens, hundreds of flashing fist shadows coming at him in the mist.
Xie Yun was shocked and hastily raised his palm to block. However, his palm technique was almost full of loopholes, and he couldn't seal off the fist shadows that were coming from all directions. Xie Yun saw in horror as the fist shadows passed through the gaps and struck him densely.
Boom, boom, boom...... In a short period of time, over 100 flashes of lightning-fast punches struck the weakest acupoints on Xie Yun's body, almost sealing all the acupoints on his upper body, causing the true energy inside him to be unable to flow smoothly, and even being forced to flow in reverse.
Ye Qin used his utmost speed to deliver the fastest blow he could muster. This was also his last time using martial arts, for a martial artist who pursued the way of martial arts, to deliver this rapid fist technique. From now on, he would no longer use his fists. What he sought was not the way of martial arts, but the way of cultivating immortality.
Boom!
Xie Yun heavily fell and rolled several zhang away, almost all the acupoints on his body were numb, and he forcefully endured a mouthful of blood that was about to spurt out.
The colorful mist disperses.
Ye Qin's calm and indifferent figure in a green shirt reappeared.
"Basic fist technique, straight punch! Thank you, Senior Brother Xieyun. My boxing skills are not worth mentioning, and I'm not even capable of breaking through your protective true energy. If I were to hit your weakest acupoint with one punch, it would only give you a slight numbness effect. However, my speed is faster than your eyes can see, and my fist is enough to seal off any of your acupoints, leaving you without the slightest chance to counterattack. Also, Senior Brother Xieyun, this is our last duel. I'm busy, don't bother me again unless necessary, my patience has its limits."
Ye Qin changed into a shoulder pole, refilled a large wooden bucket with water, and left carrying a load of water.
He just wants to live a low-key life in this medicine hall, be an ordinary disciple, and focus on his cultivation.
But this does not mean he will back down at the last minute.
With his current strength and the spells he has mastered, he doesn't worry that the people from the Medicine Pavilion will pose any threat to him. If not for his reluctance to shock the world, a simple Wind Binding Spell would be enough to make Xie Yun lie obediently on the ground for an entire day.
Xie Yun gazed at Ye Qin's receding back, his mind a jumble of thoughts. He had lost, this time truly and utterly defeated, with no excuses to be made, no luck involved; that kind of fist technique was simply beyond his ability to counter.
It took nearly a quarter of an hour for Xie Yun to use his internal strength to forcibly open up the acupoints on his body that had been sealed by the fist, regulate his breathing and calm down the chaotic true energy, slowly getting up, and leaving the small courtyard of the stove house in a dejected manner.
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September 10th Plot Announcement:
In view of the 42nd chapter of the Yellow Light Ball ~ to the 48th chapter of the Spiritual Eye Technique, involving the plot of Nan Tian Ba, book friends responded that this section is a bit dull and lengthy. So Bai Li spent an entire morning making some "technical" adjustments and modifications. The modification has been completed.
Chapter 43 "Fierce Battle on the Floating Island" - Added details of the two Yuan Shen's fierce battle inside the floating island, using tearing and biting to attack. Added plot of Nan Tian Bao being at a disadvantage, demotion situation.
Chapters 44 and 45 - Added and modified the process of the two fighting inside the Purple Mansion, outside the light shield.
Chapters 46-48: Modified the strength comparison of the two Yuan Shen. Nan Tian Bao suffered a setback, dropping to the third layer of Qi Refining. The protagonist's strength rose to the third layer of Qi Refining.
Overall, the purpose of this revision is to delete some depressing plot and add more exciting and refreshing ones.
Because it's purely a "technical" treatment, the whole text from Chapter 1 to Chapter 59 maintains overall smoothness and freshness, so the plot adjustments are not big. Those who are interested can go back and take another look. If you don't look at it again, it won't affect your understanding of the later plot.
Due to changes in some plotlines, certain misunderstandings may occur, and we apologize for any inconvenience caused.
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