Chapter 571: Chapter 262 Data Refresh_2 Chapter 571: Chapter 262 Data Refresh_2 Seeing that Yan Fei did not speak, Tripiṭaka took it as a silent acknowledgnt of his Chinese identity. He went on to say, “Destroyer, let introduce myself first. My na is Tripiṭaka, and I co from the US CIA.”
Yan Fei had been chased by this Western monk before and really didn’t know his na. Now, hearing that this person was actually nad Tripiṭaka, he felt sowhat surprised. He asked, “Tripiṭaka, do you understand the true aning of your na?”
Tripiṭaka’s face imdiately revealed a solemn expression as he replied, “I’m well aware. Once, Tripiṭaka embarked from China to India to retrieve the Buddhist scriptures, enduring hardships and difficulties along the way, all for the purpose of seeking the Mahayana sutras, which also made great contributions to Chinese culture. I have admired Chinese culture since I was young and aspired to study classical culture in China. From that perspective, I was also on a pilgrimage to China, similar to Tripiṭaka’s quest. The only differences between us are direction and ti. Hence, I renad myself Tripiṭaka to commorate the elder Tripiṭaka who traveled West for the scriptures.”
Yan Fei was taken aback, not expecting the Western monk’s na to have such an origin, and this monk even had such admiration for China. However, he was happy that Tripiṭaka was elaborating on his background, as it perfectly fit his purpose of stalling for ti. Thus, Yan Fei pretended to be curious and asked, “Tripiṭaka, you are very impressive, being a God-Level Expert. Did you also learn your Kung Fu in China?”
Tripiṭaka had just used the Great Handprint, and then the Golden Bell Cover Phantom appeared around him, which resembled Chinese Kung Fu. This prompted Yan Fei to harbor suspicions and ask.
Tripiṭaka brought his hands together, assuming the posture of an enlightened monk, kindly clearing up Yan Fei’s confusion, “Indeed, I traveled thousands of miles to China, and my destination was the Shaolin Temple. At the ti, the Shaolin Temple was looking to promote its image internationally. Coupled with the considerable amount of Incense Money I offered, the Shaolin Temple decided to make an example of by assigning an elder monk to teach exclusively Shaolin Kung Fu.”
Tripiṭaka seed to fall into contemplation before continuing, “My master told that although I was Arican, I was a once-in-a-millennium martial arts prodigy. No matter what Kung Fu I learned, I would master it in a very short ti. Initially, he only intended to teach so basic moves and then send on my way. However, after discovering I was a martial arts prodigy, he imparted to everything unreservedly, passing on all the secret skills of the Shaolin Temple to .”
“I spent rely eight years to learn all of Shaolin Temple’s unique abilities and beca an Innate Peak Expert, recognized as the top expert of the Shaolin Temple. Then I left the temple and ventured into the world. After another eight years and by a stroke of luck, I finally broke the human limit and beca a God-Level Expert. It’s because I received so much from the Shaolin Temple that I present myself as a monk to the outside world, considering myself a legitimate successor of the temple.”
Liste to Tripiṭaka’s story, Yan Fei found it sowhat absurd. The venerable Shaolin Temple, aside from Bodhidharma, had not produced any God-Level Experts in a thousand years. Yet, after taking in a Western disciple for show, this disciple beca a God-Level Expert, and what’s more, he was part of the US CIA. The irony was striking.
Having learned of Tripiṭaka’s background, Yan Fei secretly heightened his vigilance. The fact that a foreigner mastered Chinese Kung Fu despite a vastly different cultural background proved that Tripiṭaka was extraordinarily unique. Yan Fei then felt that sothing was amiss; Tripiṭaka had been too quiet since arriving here, realizing that the cliffs were unscalable, not at all like his ferocious attack when he first appeared.
Feeling a vague unease, Yan Fei dispersed his Spiritual Power, which could now briefly extend beyond his body. Under the sensation of the Spiritual Power, he detected the surging Mysterious Power beside the distant Tripiṭaka, appearing to be arranging and combining in so amazing manner.
Yan Fei was shocked and hastily withdrew his Spiritual Power, beginning to observe Tripiṭaka with his eyes. He noticed Tripiṭaka’s joined hands continuously changing positions in a manner that had a magical resonance. Yan Fei had been focused on listening to Tripiṭaka speak and, because of the distance between them, had entirely missed the fact that Tripiṭaka’s hands were also in motion.
Tripiṭaka was definitely secretly preparing an attack on Yan Fei, an attack of trendous force. Such an assault required significant ti to prepare, and even a God-Level Expert like Tripiṭaka had to accumulate power for a long ti. Fearing that Yan Fei would notice sothing amiss and disrupt his preparation with a machine gun assault, Tripiṭaka used the story of his background as bait to srize Yan Fei, while secretly readying a lethal strike.
Realizing sothing was wrong, Yan Fei did not hesitate to open fire again, with his anti-aircraft machine gun unleashing a frantic spray of bullets at Tripiṭaka. Unfortunately, with the buffer of ti, Tripiṭaka’s preparatory work was complete. He suddenly smiled and bellowed, “Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!”
As soon as the words fell, the space around Tripiṭaka blurred, then a massive Golden Dragon suddenly erged. The dragon coiled around Tripiṭaka, shielding all incoming bullets and protecting him from any harm. Yan Fei’s anti-aircraft machine gun discharged rapidly, running out of bullets in re monts. Under the protection of the Golden Dragon, Tripiṭaka remained completely unscathed.
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