According to what I saw in the Martial Saint Stele not long ago, the Seven Skills of True Martial was an unparalleled legendary martial art even in Zhang Zhenren's time. At that time, Blood-killing Demon King changed his expression when he saw Zhang Zhenren's seventh move and had to run away.
It was conceivable how terrible the Seven Skills of True Martial Arts was. Nowadays, there were very few complete martial arts manuals. Many martial arts manuals could be found on the Internet, and some online stores also sold them. In fact, those manuals were fabricated and pieced together. Practicing according to the manuals would not only be ineffective, but also counterproductive. In light cases, one would get tinnitus and dizziness, and in serious cases, vomiting blood.
Most of the martial arts practiced by martial artists were relatively complete. Generally, the incomplete martial arts could be repaired by a HuaJin Master and become a good martial art. Although it was difficult to exert the best effect, it was still a treasure that martial artists yearned for.
I have to admit that what was inherited from the Martial Saint Stele was far superior to the current martial arts civilization. Moreover, it was the purest martial arts. I was so lucky that I made gratifying gains twice.
At this moment, Zhou Zi 'ang's expression was somewhat uncertain.
"Boy, what kind of martial arts is that?"
"Why? Are you panicking?" I shrugged and said casually, with a hint of mockery in my tone.
Zhou Zi 'ang was a little stunned, and a haze flashed across his eyes. "Well, well, well, well, well, you want to pretend? I wanted to give you a chance to break the record, but now it seems that it is not necessary!"
"Vajra Prajna Palm." He shouted in a low voice, and his aura suddenly became stronger.
This palm technique was one of the 72 Ultimate Skills of Shaolin. It was said that it was created by Bodhidharma, the founder of Shaolin Temple. It was an external divine skill of Shaolin Temple. It was strong but not flexible. Although it was also a top palm technique, it was difficult to reach the top. It was originally only passed down from generation to generation. Until the end of Yuan Dynasty, when a peerless genius appeared in Shaolin Temple — the Divine Monk Steadfast Appearance. He improved it and carried it forward.
The Valiant Divine Monk had created a set of mental cultivation methods that used external strength to nourish internal strength, achieving the effect of cultivating both internal and external strength. This had also caused the Vajra Prajna Palm to be strong both internally and externally. Moreover, the most crucial point was that this expert had once made a dazzling and extraordinary achievement. He had borrowed over ten layers of the Vajra Prajna Palm to heavily injure Zhang SanFeng!
Even though it's a grudge from thousands of years ago, I never thought that I would encounter such a cultivation method under such circumstances. I don't know if it's the will of the heavens or if it's a coincidence.
As his energy gushed out crazily, almost all the spectators' attention was focused on the first arena.
"F * ck, I thought that Zhuang Feng was going to fight back in desperation and make the impossible possible. Sigh, it seems that it is still unrealistic."
"That's right. The number one genius is still the number one genius. Unless it's a critical moment, he will never reveal all his trump cards."
"There's nothing much to say. Although Zhuang Feng has been defeated, it's still a glorious victory. As the number one disciple of the Nan Yun Province Ranking List, it must have been hard for him to force the top three disciples of the Capital Province Ranking List to this extent."
When he was five years old, he was sent to the Shaolin Temple in Mount Song, where he began his ten years of martial arts training. He came into contact with many martial arts, and they were all very orthodox. However, he didn't bite off more than he could chew, so he chose the Vajra Prajna Palm, which he was most interested in. He practiced it for fifteen years. Furthermore, the Vajra Prajna Palm had surpassed the majority of high level martial arts. Zhou Zi Ang had occupied the top three of the Provincial Ranking List for two whole years. His biggest reliance was this invincible palm technique. Very few people had seen him use this trump card.
Zhou Zi Ang didn't use it when he won the first place in the last dojo challenge competition. Although he rarely participated in actual combat, it didn't mean that he was unfamiliar with palm techniques. At this time, Zhou Zi Ang was full of fighting spirit, and his eyes were shining with the light of victory.
When his Qi and strength were condensed to the extreme, he flew as fast as lightning. My heart sank slightly. Although Zhou Zi Ang was injured and could only exert 60% to 70% of his strength, he was still terrifying with the Vajra Prajna Palm.
As for me, when I performed the first move of the Seven Skills of True Martial Arts, I had lost nearly half of my internal strength. I could recover in a short period of time. At this critical moment, I could only bite the bullet and fight him head-on.
I had to admit that it was difficult for me, a level six supreme power master, to control the Seven Skills of True Martial Arts. However, for the honor of the Guowei Martial Arts Club and the thousands of expectations of Nan Yun, I had to fight!
The first move, Sword Rain Pouring, was called the True Martial Goddess Scattering Flowers, and the effect was immediate. At this moment, I just wanted to strike while the iron was hot and perform the second move. Only in this way could I have the hope of advancing.
Zhou Zi Ang was really strong. If he met other people, this move could at least seriously injure them even if it couldn't win by surprise. Although Zhou Zi Ang was a Qi-Jin warrior and his defense was weak, his attainments in Qi-Jin had reached the peak, and he could resist more than half of the destructive power of the Seven Skills of True Martial Arts.
This guy ranked third on the provincial list and fourth on the national list in the capital. He deserved his reputation. Soon, a blue halo appeared around me again.
However, Zhou Zi Ang didn't give me a chance to prepare. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of me.
Every time he attacked, his strength increased exponentially. Although I tried my best to resist his surprise attack, I still couldn't keep up with his speed.
As a result, the fierce Vajra Prajna Palm kept hitting the Gang Qi on the surface of my body, accompanied by a dull sound.
After being hit several times by Zhou Zi Ang, the internal strength that I had just condensed scattered, so that the light blue halo on the surface of my body quickly dimmed.
The momentum of the Vajra Prajna Palm was so strong that it directly slowed down the speed of condensing my internal strength by half. Moreover, I found a very embarrassing problem. At this time, I only had nearly half of my internal strength left, which was not enough to support the release of the second move.
At least 70% of my internal strength could barely be used. If I had known this, I would have directly used the second move just now. Maybe I would have won.
Alas, in the end, the Seven Skills of True Martial Arts were strong, but it was limited by my cultivation. It was like a huge hammer with great lethality. It was difficult for me to pick it up, let alone use it to hurt others.
If I stepped into the seventh level of the Supreme Power Realm, the strength of my internal strength would definitely go to a higher level. Even if I used the first and second moves in a row, I would still be able to use them freely.
This was a pain in the ass. I only had less than 50% of my strength left, while Zhou Zi Ang had about 60% to 70%. Coupled with the Vajra Prajna Palm, he had practiced it to the point of perfection. I was far from being able to compete with him.