The Immortal Seeker: Legend of Bronze Mirror
Chapter 386 - 171: The Secret of the Martial Arts Grandmaster (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 386: Chapter 171: The Secret of the Martial Arts Grandmaster (Please Subscribe)

Facing the astonishing aura of King Lin, admiration flashed across the eyes of the Luo Sect Master as he indifferently said, "What a pity."

As he spoke, his body turned into an afterimage, reaching out in a grab, instantaneously akin to a comet streaking across the sky, giving a sense of transcending the bonds of time and space.

This grab was both fierce and fast.

Ordinary Refining Internal Masters, if caught by such a grasp, would either die or be crippled.

King Lin was met with this grab and raised a hand that was as flexible as a tongue, reaching the epitome of agility.

Even Xu Qing, witnessing this scene, would be compelled to exclaim in admiration at King Lin’s Ox Tongue Palm movement.

King Lin’s entire body was pulsing with formidable Kung Fu, yet, upon channeling it through the Ox Tongue Palm, it transformed into ultimate softness.

And yet, it was different from the Luo Sect Master’s Taoist Soft Palm which was the utmost yin and softness.

The Ox Tongue Palm was resilient, brimming with elasticity.

King Lin aimed to entangle and crush the Luo Sect Master’s claw with his Ox Tongue Palm in the flash of lightning and thunder.

At that moment, the fingers of the Luo Sect Master shot out like a venomous snake, targeting directly at the wrist of King Lin.

The Ox Tongue Palm’s strength relied on the wrist.

The Luo Sect Master’s move, revealed his keen eyesight and profound understanding.

King Lin had cast aside all distractions, responding instinctively before even conscious thought, his wrist flicking with an unbelievable speed, dodging the strike, then slicing diagonally towards the Luo Sect Master’s palm.

His slashing motion was like a sawtooth, capable of scattering granite into chippings.

Naturally, the Luo Sect Master wouldn’t allow his flesh to suffer such harm.

His fingers plucked the air as if strumming a lyre, flicking towards King Lin’s Ox Tongue Palm.

The two exchanged blows, their movement and silence lacking the earlier magnitude, yet, the danger of these brief exchanges were beyond verbal description.

Had King Lin harbored any distracting thoughts or used conscious reaction, deploying punches and palms, he might have been a fraction slower at this moment. It was precisely because he let go of everything, fully immersing in the Martial Arts breakthrough, forgetting life and death, that made him react instinctively at his limit.

The delicacy and cleverness of both their palm techniques would leave any Refining Internal Master of the current age in awe.

This was a comparison of technique progressing towards the Dao.

Each scene deserved to be meticulously pondered over by those devoted to Martial Arts.

In fact, even on ordinary days, King Lin could not reach this level with the Ox Tongue Palm.

Selflessly uniting with the Dao.

Today, he truly stepped into the infinitely vast and magnificent realm of Martial Arts.

"MOO!"

In the East Sea, there are Exotic Beasts, one named Kui Ox, shaped like an ox, its voice like thunder.

This bellow, just like thunder.

King Lin’s Qi-Blood erupted in the extreme.

In an instant, everything from King Lin’s palm to his fingertips thickened, became tenacious, and surged with explosive power, just like bull horns.

Bull Demon Horn!

King Lin’s fingertips charged fiercely at the Luo Sect Master.

Like the spearhead of a long spear, thrusting directly at the enemy’s chest.

Against such a hard charge like the bull horn, the Luo Sect Master’s ultimate yin and soft Mian Palm technique seemed futile in any agile counterattack.

And King Lin himself, blessed with an extraordinary Martial Arts talent and robust muscles and bones, exhibited a primordially wild and vast strength under the extreme Qi-Blood eruption, beyond the reach of any ordinary Refining Internal Master.

"Good!"

In a moment of life and death, the Luo Sect Master couldn’t help but mentally applaud King Lin for this move.

He retreated once more.

Still using the movement technique of Shrinking Ground to Inches.

This retreat.

King Lin’s body seemed to emit the tensing of dense bowstrings.

This was Bull Demon Strong Fist, Muscle Training pushed to the extreme. Making each of his large tendons thicker, more robust, and more elastic than the finest bull’s tendon.

In Taoist Tai Chi Fist, storing energy is likened to drawing a bow; releasing energy is like firing an arrow.

At this moment, it was as if nine bull tendons within King Lin’s body were simultaneously pulling and releasing their strength.

As the saying goes, the power of nine oxen and two tigers!

King Lin roared like a supreme Bull Demon.

He was like an army of a thousand, with countless Archers firing arrows towards the Luo Sect Master.

Their density and terror were indescribable.

In the eyes of the Luo Sect Master, it was as if an ancient military formation descended, with dark clouds looming over the city on the verge of collapse.

In his vision, he seemed to see no light.

King Lin’s next attack wasn’t just with fists, but also the energy emanating from his body, like a barrage of arrows shooting through the air.

The Luo Sect Master retreated again and again, but how could he escape King Lin’s full-force, unrestrained punch.

He backed away seven or eight steps, which under the technique of Shrinking Ground to Inches, was in fact dozens of meters.

In the blink of an eye, the Luo Sect Master was already at the edge of the cliff, the fog around them dispersed under the clash of their Qi-Blood, with the vast sea and boundless waves behind him.

The Luo Sect Master had to admit that King Lin, as of today, had become the most dangerous and oppressive opponent he had faced since Xu Qing.

Even, the King Lin before him was far more fearsome than Xu Qing had been on that day.

After all, he was using Possession and Soul Splitting back then, whereas this was his true form.

After retreating seven or eight steps, the Luo Sect Master’s body was tattered and torn, a result of King Lin’s penetrating energy strikes.

But at the edge of the cliff, the Luo Sect Master had no more space to retreat.

He didn’t plan to either.

"Above Martial Arts, you’re only a membrane away from the contemporary first-rate. What a pity, such a pity," the air around the Luo Sect Master suddenly turned bitterly cold, transforming into a frozen wasteland.

No, it was not just cold, but also an extremely terrifying killing intent.

King Lin’s body broke out in goosebumps, sensing an immensely thick danger.

His energy was blocked by an invisible, sinister force.

In the void, a series of popping sounds could be heard.