931: Chapter 929: Arhat Overturning Sky Seal 931: Chapter 929: Arhat Overturning Sky Seal Boom!
The towering figure wrapped in a golden dragon shadow dove from the sky, appearing before Xiao Yi in the blink of an eye.
A tempestuous energy storm swept through the area in an instant.
Wherever the dragon shadow passed, fierce winds howled and sand and stones tumbled.
This overwhelming montum was unbearable.
The crowd of defeated Shaolin Temple powerhouses lying around scrambled away from Xiao Yi, their faces filled with wild elation.
Protector Kong looked at Xiao Yi with glee and said, “This is the head of the Discipline Hall, Fa Yan, a super-powerhouse of the Seventh Layer Heavenly Venerate Realm.
Kid, let’s see how you keep up your arrogance now…”
Head.
This was a position in Shaolin Temple second only to the abbot.
The Discipline Hall was one of the most authoritative departnts in Shaolin Temple, and Fa Yan’s combat power as its head was definitely not to be underestimated.
Xiao Yi’s pupils narrowed into slits, his eyes revealing a hint of admiration—Shaolin Temple rightfully deserved to be the foremost of the four great Buddhist Nations.
Just the head of the Discipline Hall alone wielded the cultivation of the Seventh Layer Heavenly Venerate Realm.
One should know…
That among the Celestial Dragon Temple’s revered Celestial Dragon Eight, only two or three were of the Heaven Venerate Realm.
However…
Xiao Yi’s lips curled slightly upward, a radiant smile spread across his face: “The Seventh Layer Heavenly Venerate Realm is indeed not weak, but in front of , it still falls short by a lot!”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Xiao Yi fiercely drew back his fist, and the ground around him suddenly exploded, forming a crater.
Then, an overwhelming surge of energy instantly spread throughout his body, like a flood assaulting the dam.
Boom!
With a muffled sound.
The energy within Xiao Yi’s body burst forth uninhibitedly.
It transford into waves of golden energy currents that hit outwards, and on his body’s surface condensed into a dragon shadow as splendid as gold, identical to the one on Fa Yan’s body.
The only difference was that Xiao Yi’s dragon shadow was even more defined, lifelike and vivid.
“This, this is the Arhat Dragon Fist, one of the thirty-six secret techniques of Shaolin Temple?
How could he possibly know it?”
“This is absolutely impossible.
Even Fa Yan, the head, only qualified to learn this secret technique after becoming a Heaven Venerate; it was never taught to outsiders…
Who on earth is this kid?”
Protector Kong was drenched in cold sweat, his voice trembling: “Have you not realized…
this kid seems to be proficient in all seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin Temple?
Now he’s also that skilled in the thirty-six secret techniques, who exactly is he?”
In the void.
Fa Yan was also startled by this scene, his pupils contracting slightly, a determined look crossing his eyes: “We must capture this kid first, then force him to reveal how he knows so many of Shaolin Temple’s unique skills and secret techniques!”
Hum!
Fa Yan’s body shone increasingly bright with golden light, like a War God sculpted from gold.
Imposing!
The massive dragon shadow, wrapped around his fist, charged straight at Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi, undaunted by the imminent danger, stood against the wind, fist ready to strike.
With a thud.
The golden dragon on his body also writhed its huge fra and opened its mouth to let out a thunderous roar, surging into the clouds to et the dragon shadow of Fa Yan’s punch in midair.
The two collided fiercely.
It was only a montary clash, but the victor was imdiately clear!
Mournful…
Within a tragic dragon’s lant.
The punch shadow urged on by Fa Yan was utterly smashed to pieces.
The golden dragon shadow continued its relentless pursuit, swiftly enveloping Fa Yan and tightly wrapping around his body.
Following that, the dragon’s body shook and soared straight towards the clouds, while Xiao Yi’s legs fiercely pushed off the ground.
His body shot upwards like an arrow released from its bowstring, whooshing up into the sky.
In an instant, he caught up with the motionless Fa Yan, who was wrapped up by the golden dragon.
As their eyes t, Fa Yan felt a sudden chill, “What…
what are you going to do?”
Xiao Yi gave a toothy smile and slowly spoke, “Let show you the true secret techniques of Shaolin Temple—”
“Huh?”
Fa Yan was taken aback.
Just as he was about to speak.
A terrifying surge of energy suddenly erupted from Xiao Yi, followed by his hands swiftly forming various seals in front of his chest.
The ever-changing seals sent chills down Fa Yan’s spine, and a sense of despair and disbelief overwheld him, “This… this… this is the Arhat Overturning Sky Seal created by one of the three ancestors of Shaolin Temple, Supre Shakya?
Even our abbot doesn’t know this secret technique, how could you possibly…”
His words were cut off by a violent gale that forced its way into his mouth, silencing him.
All that could be heard was a whistling sound.
Followed by…
Xiao Yi struck out with a golden Dharma Seal emblazoned with a true dragon coiling around it, a square base beneath it.
It was the Arhat Overturning Sky Seal, one of the top five secret techniques among the thirty-six secret techniques of Shaolin Temple!
Boom!
The Arhat Overturning Sky Seal viciously crashed down onto Fa Yan.
Swoosh!
Like a falling star, Fa Yan traced a golden arc through the void, then slamd onto the ground with a thunderous crash.
The ground trembled violently, shaking Mount Shaoshi incessantly.
In that mont,
Inside and outside of Shaolin Temple, all were startled by the terrible commotion.
Even Fa Kong, the abbot of Shaolin who was ditating in the deepest part of the monastery, opened his eyes abruptly, uncertainty flickering within, “This is the aura of the Arhat Overturning Sky Seal?
Since Ancestor Master Shakyamuni disappeared, our Shaolin Temple lost the transmission of this technique.
Even a monk like has mastered rely a re thirty percent, who could this be?”
anwhile.
Outside the ditation quarters of Fa Kong, multiple figures appeared one after another.
They were the heads of the eight major halls of Shaolin Temple, equal in status to the Discipline Hall, including Dharma Hall, Arhat Hall, Reception Hall, Prajna Hall, dicine King Hall, Scripture Pavilion, Bodhi Hall, and Enlightennt Hall.
Each one of them was of a high Heavenly Venerate Realm.
“Abbot Brother, we felt the aura of the Arhat Overturning Sky Seal.
Only you received a portion of this technique’s transmission in our Shaolin Temple; do you know who the person might be?” The speaker was Fa Tian, the head of Dharma Hall, a Ninth Layer Heavenly Venerate Realm practitioner, second only to Fa Kong.
Fa Yin, the head of Bodhi Hall, with a red mole between his eyebrows and tight sword brows, asked, “Abbot Brother, could this person be your disciple?”
“Not my disciple!”
Fa Kong’s voice ca through, as he stepped out of his ditation quarters, his face marked with confusion and gravity, “The mastery of this person in the Arhat Overturning Sky Seal far exceeds mine…”
Hiss!
A group of powerful monks looked at each other, their faces revealing disbelief.
Fa Tian exclaid in amazent, “No one in this world knows the Arhat Overturning Sky Seal better, except for Ancestor Shakyamuni back in the day, and only our master and the abbot received part of the transmission.
How could there be soone with a deeper grasp of it than you?
Who in the world is this person?”
“Could it be a disciple left behind by Ancestor Shakyamuni in the outside world?”
“Or perhaps, a stroke of fate allowed them to receive the Ancestor’s teachings?”
The monks exchanged words among themselves, engaged in a heated discussion.
Fa Kong took a deep breath, his expression serious, “Brothers, let’s not panic.
Follow down the mountain to investigate!”
Fa Tian nodded, his narrowed eyes flashing with a cold glint, “I’d like to see who dares to cause trouble on our Mount Shaoshi, thinking there’s no one here?”
“Capture him first, then coerce the secrets of the Arhat Overturning Sky Seal out of him!”
“Hold on, if the person really is a descendant of our Ancestor, we should be cautious in how we approach them!”
The group of monks glanced at each other and transford into nine streams of light, flying towards the foot of Mount Shaoshi…
Reviews
All reviews (0)