Chapter 32: Deduce the Buddhist Fighting Technique
After thoroughly reading the cultivation technique, Chu Feng was directly shocked by its profound and intricate nature, as vast and challenging as the sea.
Its power was beyond his imagination, much stronger than Qiao Si and the youth who displayed the Dragon and Tiger Subduing Demon Fist.
The last three techniques were unbelievably powerful, capable of crushing mountains and splitting seas, tearing through the heavens with a single hand—it was not an exaggeration.
Especially the final move, where the divine and demonic rged, giving birth to enlightennt; the nebula blood, shattering the void! This was an extraordinary strike that broke through the limits of heaven and earth, a martial technique to rupture the void.
However, this cultivation technique had a fatal flaw—it was too difficult to practice.
In the current era, most martial artists were not pure disciples of Buddhism. Without cultivating Buddhist techniques and lacking wisdom roots, it was imnsely challenging to practice the pinnacle martial arts of Buddhism. It was so difficult that even the entrance to the sect was hard to attain.
Otherwise, even with an extraordinary status as a youth, such a technique wouldn't fall into his hands.
But Chu Feng didn't hesitate at all: "A technique like this, of course, cannot be missed."
With my current hundred-thousandfold talent, practicing it might be sowhat challenging. But when I advance to a millionfold talent, would it still be difficult? With a ten-millionfold talent, I might be able to cultivate it between als and drinks.
Chu Feng quickly imrsed himself in the technique, completely captivated by it. His mind functioned like a giant computer, conducting calculations at tens of thousands of trillions of tis per second, beginning to deduce the Buddhist world.
As ti passed, Chu Feng gradually transford into a ditating divine monk, emitting a golden radiance around his body, spreading in pure and flawless circles like crystal.
Buzz!
Countless holy images, such as bodhisattvas, arhats, Buddhas, and vajras, flashed into existence. They seed to return from the pure land, exhibiting majestic appearances while chanting ancient Buddhist scriptures.
In an instant, the sky was filled with falling flowers, and golden lotuses surged from the ground.
The Buddha's radiance instantly spread to the void, dyeing the entire villa golden. Accompanied by the grand chanting, a myriad of golden light illuminated all living beings.
Chu Feng's palm, stained with boundless golden light, suddenly rose, condensing into a giant golden palm imprint. Countless monks were seen chanting on its surface.
"Buddha's radiance appears!"
In an instant, a palm strike was unleashed, and endless Buddha's light cut through the sky, causing waves of boundless air. Even the blood energy testing device was blown away.
If this training room hadn't been specially reinforced, this punch would have collapsed the entire building.
"Bang!"
A palm struck the force-testing device, made of titanium alloy, fixed a hundred ters deep underground. It subtly trembled.
"999766."
The number finally settled on this figure.
In an instant, the Buddha's shadow dispersed, and the strange noise disappeared!
Chu Feng opened his eyes. With just the first palm of the initial stage, he produced a combat power of one million, exceeding thirty tis his original strength. If he could practice to the advanced stage, it would be at least fifty tis his strength. If the Buddha's light appeared in this move, it would likely reach sixty tis his combat power.
He contemplated for a mont, feeling a burst of joy. The power of just the first palm, being a divine technique, was impressive. It was important to note that the first move was only an introduction, and the power of the subsequent palm techniques was unimaginable.
Yellow-grade martial arts usually increased basic combat power by 2-5 tis. Top-grade martial arts could achieve 5-10 tis amplification. Earth-grade martial arts could erupt with a pinnacle combat power of 10-30 tis, while heaven-grade martial arts could exhibit an astonishing maximum power of 30-60 tis.
A divine-grade martial art could reach an explosive power of 100 tis, and Chu Feng felt that the fifth palm, "Welcoming the Buddha to the Western Heaven," could achieve that level of combat power.
"Found a treasure. Probably even superior to king-grade martial arts!" Chu Feng excitedly clenched his fist.
Just as he was about to continue practicing, a sudden urgent knocking on the door interrupted him.
Chu Feng opened the door.
Ruo Lan's little head peeked in, her face showing a shocked expression as she said, "Brother, just now our courtyard suddenly emitted an endless golden light, as if the Buddha had descended. Did you see it?"
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