Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

C3469 Eighteen Strikes



C3469 Eighteen Strikes

0"Again."    

    

At this moment, the monk smiled at Ye Feng and crooked his finger.    

    

The provocation in this action was even more obvious. Ye Feng's eyes were filled with anger, but he was not in a hurry to attack.    

    

In terms of combat, Ye Feng had a very powerful talent. Perhaps it was because of his powerful true body. As a remnant soul, he inherited the combat talent and comprehension ability of his true body.    

    

Ye Feng had seen his opponent use that punch twice, and he had already seen through his opponent's flaws. If his opponent still dared to use that move, he was confident that he could defeat him.    

    

"Come!"    

    

Ye Feng shouted in a low voice. He threw out another punch. This time, he didn't use the Hell Suppressing Divine Fist. It was just an ordinary punch.    

    

The monk was still using the same move, totally not putting Ye Feng in his eyes. Ye Feng's eyes sparkled. He suddenly flipped his palm and changed his attack.    

    

The monk didn't expect Ye Feng to suddenly change his move. He was caught off guard and was hit on the wrist by Ye Feng. His fist instantly lost its strength and fell to the ground.    

    

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"    

    

The monk took a few steps back and looked at Ye Feng as he bowed slightly. "Almsgiver, your skills are brilliant. This poor monk is not a match for you."    

    

After saying that, the monk actually retreated to the back of the monks. At this moment, another monk stepped forward and bowed to Ye Feng. "Benefactor, please enlighten me."    

    

Ye Feng did not expect their actions. These monks actually did not plan to surround him. Instead, they were fighting one-on-one, and it was only one move.    

    

Such polite guidance made Ye Feng somewhat doubt his judgment. Could it be that these monks really didn't have any ill intentions?    

    

Since the other party was polite, Ye Feng couldn't be impolite. He bowed and put on a posture, "Please."    

    

The monk didn't hesitate. He struck decisively and threw a punch at Ye Feng.    

    

This time, the punch changed again. The way he exerted his strength and angle was still a little strange, but it was not heavy. Instead, it drifted like a breeze.    

    

Ye Feng's eyes focused. The fist technique that these monks mastered wasn't simple. He couldn't see through the flaws of the opponent's attack, so he could only punch forward.    

    

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"    

    

Ye Feng took a few steps back. The monk stood on the spot and watched calmly. He waited until Ye Feng stabilized his body before rushing forward.    

    

"Almsgiver, be careful!"    

    

It was the same move. Ye Feng's eyes flashed. He had found a flaw in the move. He met the attack with his fist and decisively broke the opponent's fist.    

    

The monk was defeated. He bowed to Ye Feng and said with a smile, "Almsgiver, your comprehension ability is extremely high. This poor monk admires you."    

    

After saying that, he retreated to the back of the group of monks. Another monk stepped forward.    

    

He bowed again and exchanged blows.    

    

This time, Ye Feng's speed of breaking the fist technique was even faster. With just a glance, he could tell that he had won the battle.    

    

After that, it was time for a round of continuous battles. Ye Feng broke the eighteen fist techniques of eighteen monks in a row.    

    

He could already tell that these monks were using the same fist technique, and they were using different fist techniques.    

    

And this fist technique should only have eighteen moves. It was precisely because he had seen through this problem and found its weakness that Ye Feng was able to quickly counter the other party's fist techniques.    

    

When the 18 monks were defeated, the voice that had been silent for a long time sounded once again.    

    

"There's no need to fight anymore. Your fist technique has already been completely broken by this benefactor. If you continue fighting, you won't be able to win."    

    

Upon hearing Elder Jin Qiu's words, the monks decisively bowed to Ye Feng and made way for him. That was the path that led to the backyard.    

    

"Benefactor has won. Please head to the backyard."    

    

Upon seeing this scene, Ye Feng completely let down his guard. He knew that these monks really had no ill intentions.    

    

Because if these monks used this fist technique from the very beginning, coupled with their overwhelming numbers, he would definitely not be a match for them.    

    

"It was all because of the senior monks that Ye Feng won. I feel ashamed for my victory."    

    

Ye Feng bowed, then looked at the arched door in the backyard. He held Hu Ling Er's hand and walked towards it.    

    

Hu Ling Er had seen the situation clearly during this period of time. She was no longer nervous and followed Ye Feng into the backyard.    

    

When they arrived at the backyard, they found that apart from the courtyard walls, all the buildings in the backyard had collapsed. It was a ruined scene.    

    

In the middle of the backyard, there was a big tree that reached into the clouds. The crown of this big tree had withered, and it looked very miserable.    

    

The tree trunk was incomparably black. At the bottom of the tree trunk, there was a monk whose entire body was emitting golden light. He was entangled by the pitch-black roots of the tree.    

    

The roots stabbed into the monk's body and retracted, as if they were absorbing his life.    

    

However, the monk had a peaceful expression, and his eyes were filled with pity as he looked at Ye Feng and the monk.    

    

"Jin Qiu greets Patrons. My body is not in a good condition and I am unable to greet you. I hope that both of you will not take offense."    

    

"Elder, there is no need to be overly courteous."    

    

Ye Feng brought Hu Ling'er and bowed. Then, he looked at the pitch-black rhizome and his eyes darkened slightly.    

    

He could sense a familiar aura from these rhizome. It was evil energy!    

    

"Elder Jin Qiu, this tree..."    

    

Ye Feng said in a deep voice and looked at the other party.    

    

"Hehe, this tree has been invaded by evil beings and has fallen. I have been bound by it to devour my life. It has been ten thousand years."    

    

Elder Jin Qiu smiled kindly. Such a cruel thing was like a trivial matter to him.    

    

Ye Feng's eyes focused and said seriously, "Junior is confident that I can kill this tree and save Senior."    

    

"There's no need for that."    

    

Elder Jin Qiu shook his head with a smile, "This tree has a spirit. Although it has fallen, it still has a trace of clarity. This poor monk is trapped here, but I also resist the evil with it. One day, I will work with it to dispel the evil thoughts and help it recover to its original state. "    

    

Ye Feng could not help but feel surprised when he heard these words. This Elder Jin Qiu's realm was very high. He had actually trapped himself here and used his own life to maintain the life force of the large tree. He protected its clarity and wanted to save the large tree.    

    

"Elder Gao Yi, this junior admires you."    

    

Having understood the other party's intention, Ye Feng no longer talked about saving Elder Jin Qiu.    

    

Thinking about it, it made sense. There were many monks in the Golden Buddha Temple, and all of them had extraordinary strength. Elder Jin Qiu's strength was definitely not below that of the monks, and he was afraid that he was already at the king realm.    

    

If he wanted to get rid of this giant tree, it would be very easy. However, he didn't do so. There was naturally a reason.    

    

"Elder, what exactly is going on with this Golden Buddha Temple? How should I leave?"    

    

Since the other party didn't have any ill intentions and didn't need any help, Ye Feng would have to consider leaving.    

    

" Golden Buddha Temple... "    

    

Elder Jin Qiu was silent for a moment. His white brows wrinkled slightly as if he was thinking of something. In the end, he shook his head.    

    

"This Penniless Monk's memory is missing. There are many things that I can't remember. I am unable to answer Benefactor's question."    

    

"However, this Penniless Monk does know the route to leave the Golden Buddha Temple. All you need to do is cross the backyard, the main hall, and walk on a small path in the forest. You will be able to see the monastery's back door and leave from there."    

    

Elder Jin Qiu looked at Ye Feng and smiled. "All these years, before Benefactor, there have been some people who entered the monastery and left like this."    

    

"Thank you, Elder, for informing me."    

    

Ye Feng bowed. There was no need for the other party to lie to him. It seemed like leaving the Golden Buddha Temple wasn't a difficult matter.    

    

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