Xuanxia

Chapter 464 Competition
"Ha, Master Huijue and Master Huikong are playing such a mysterious game?"

After listening to Yuan Zhen's brief explanation, Fu Qingzhou rolled his eyes and said, "Master Huikong is the most powerful person in your temple. Why don't you just come to me and take me away? Isn't that enough?"

"Rules are very important." Yuan Zhen said softly, "Strictly speaking, Master and Uncle Huijue are both the abbots of the temple, and they are on the same level. They both want to see you, so you have to consider each other's face."

"face?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Face means that the disciples of various sects come to snatch people? For me, you fellow disciples of Jinchan Temple kill each other, isn't it bad?"

“Of course, we won’t really kill each other.” Yuan Zhen smiled slightly: “Just now, I used my seniority to bully others. From now on, I’m afraid there won’t be any more disciples of the Fa generation coming. Those who come will all be brothers of the Yuan generation…”

"So?" Fu Qingzhou blinked: "You have to defeat them?"

"Let me finish what I have to say."

Yuan Zhen looked at him helplessly and said, "From now on, I can only accompany you, Mr. Fu. But if someone wants to take you away, whether you can convince them to give up depends on your own ability."

Fu Qingzhou's eyes widened: "No way? So irresponsible?"

"Rules..." Yuan Zhen put his hands together: "Rules are very important in the temple."

As they talked, they walked slowly along the long tree-lined path. During this time, the pilgrims who were originally in the temple gradually went out of the mountain gate under the guidance of the monks.

When Fu Qingzhou and his companions reached the end of the tree-lined path and could vaguely see the temple ahead, not surprisingly, someone blocked their way.

He was a tall and thin monk who looked to be in his thirties, with a pair of eyes so small that they were almost invisible.

"Brother Yuanjie."

Seeing the monk, Yuan Zhen put his hands together and bowed slightly: "If you have nothing else to do, please make way for the two of us, thank you."

"Brother Yuanzhen." The monk named Yuanjie also made the same eleven bows and said, "Of course I have something to say."

Fu Qingzhou was listening at the side and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

At this time, why are they still chatting like this? If they continue chatting, I'm afraid they will start to talk about things.

"Alright, alright."

He interrupted the hypocritical polite conversation between the two and stepped forward: "You want to take me to see Huijue, right or not?"

Yuanjie smiled slightly: "Yes."

"What are you going to do if I don't go?" Fu Qingzhou asked indifferently.

At this time, there were not many pilgrims left on the tree-lined path. Most of them had left. Only a few pilgrims who had previously wandered deeper into the temple were left, and they were still walking slowly out under the guidance of the monks.

The monks who had just sent away the pilgrims...now gradually surrounded Fu Qingzhou and the others from behind.

"Amitabha--"

Yuan Jie bowed deeply to Fu Qingzhou and said, "If you don't want to go, you don't have to go, but please turn around and leave, and don't go any further."

Fu Qingzhou laughed: "If you can't see Huijue, you can't see Huikong either, right?"

Yuanjie didn't respond, but it was clear that he had agreed.

Fu Qingzhou winked at Yuan Zhen beside him and asked, "What's his realm level?"

"Brother Yuanjie is a disciple of Uncle Huijue, a powerful man in the eighth realm, and his claw skills are superb."

Yuan Zhen said softly, "Master Fu, you are probably no match for him."

"I didn't say I wanted to fight him..." Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Didn't you say that the rules in your temple are very important? I think the monks in your temple can't just attack guests casually, right?"

"of course."

Yuan Zhen blinked and said, "Unless someone breaks into the temple with malicious intent or with evil intentions, the monks in the temple must treat him with courtesy and not use violence."

"Very good." Fu Qingzhou smiled and turned to Yuanjie: "Master Yuanjie, right? You said that I should not be a person who breaks into the temple with malicious intentions or plots against the law, right?"

Yuanjie was silent for a moment: "...Of course not."

"Then I should be a guest too?" Fu Qingzhou continued to ask, "Right? Your master wants to invite me over, so I must be a guest, right?"

"...Yes." Yuanjie coughed lightly.

Fu Qingzhou laughed: "Then of course you can't be rough with me?"

Yuanjie put his palms together and bowed again: "Of course, Mr. Fu is an honored guest of our temple. I will never be violent with you."

"Good."

Fu Qingzhou smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed. "If you want to stop me from meeting Master Huikong, I should be able to give you some ideas, right?"

Yuanjie looked at him deeply: "Master Fu, what do you think?"

"Let's have a competition."

Fu Qingzhou said leisurely: "If I win, you let me pass; if you win, I will turn around and leave."

"..." After a few breaths of silence, Yuanjie asked in a hoarse voice: "Then according to your opinion, how should the competition be conducted?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Let's see whose eyes are bigger?" Yuan Zhen, who was standing next to him, puffed up his cheeks and almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Yuanjie tried to widen his eyes, which were as small as green beans, and said, "Amitabha, Mr. Fu, how can you be so frivolous?"

"Hahahaha, I was just kidding." Fu Qingzhou laughed and said, "Well, you are Master Huijue's disciple, and you are an eighth-level expert. I guess you are quite confident in your practice and realm?"

"Don't dare."

Yuanjie bowed slightly and said, "The path of cultivation is endless, and I dare not claim to be confident... But if the donor wants to challenge me in cultivation, I am willing to give it a try."

"Ha, so you agree?" Fu Qingzhou said with a smile.

"Well, Mr. Fu." Yuan Zhen moved closer to him and whispered, "I should have made it very clear just now. You are no match for him?"

Fu Qingzhou ignored him and continued to look at Yuan Jie: "Really? You agree?"

"Yes, I agree."

Yuanjie raised his head and said calmly: "If you can surpass me in cultivation, you can continue to move forward."

"Okay." Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "You are in the eighth realm, and I am only in the sixth realm. I am at a disadvantage in terms of realm. Then I will set the rules. Is that ok?"

Yuanjie's face changed slightly, as if he had a bad premonition, as if he had stepped into a trap.

But having said this, he could only nod slightly.

"very good."

Fu Qingzhou blinked and said, "Then let's... compare this."

He pointed to two fist-sized stones on the roadside and said, "As for those stones, they cannot use their inner energy, their feet cannot move, and they cannot use any external objects. At this distance, who can throw them farther will win. How about it?"

"This……"

Yuanjie turned his head and looked at the two stones about ten feet away.

There is nothing special about these two stones. They are just stones that can be found anywhere on the roadside and any child can pick them up and play with them.

Although it is not possible to use the inner energy, the feet cannot move, and no external objects can be used, it is indeed a bit troublesome to hit the stone away from a distance of ten feet...

But to say that it cannot be done is not the case.

Yuanjie smiled slightly and said, "Okay, Mr. Fu, I promise you."

Fu Qingzhou squinted his eyes and said, "Then, Master, please go first."

"good."

Yuanjie responded, took a deep breath, and stomped his foot heavily on the ground!

His feet did not move, nor did he use any true energy or internal breath. Everything was just the strength of his own body!
A warrior in the eighth realm has extremely great physical strength. With this stomption of his foot, a crack instantly spread from the sole of his foot toward the stone. When it spread to the bottom of the stone, the force immediately shook the stone into the air.

This is not only great power, but the control over the power itself is also extremely subtle!

Of course, the stone was not blown away, it was just thrown high up...but the action of the round ring was not over yet.

He just snorted lightly and waved the sleeves of his monk's robe violently!

In an instant, a gust of wind blew up - without calling on his true energy, he actually sent out a violent and powerful palm wind!

A fierce palm wind blew and hit the stone from a distance of several feet. The stone flew in the air and was thrown out by the palm wind, rolling and landing several feet away.

"it is good!"

The young monks around cheered.

Yuan Zhen's eyes lit up as well, and he couldn't help but say, "Brother, you are really capable. Just by controlling your muscle strength in a subtle way, you were able to throw a stone several feet away so far. It's really amazing..."

Yuanjie couldn't help but show his satisfaction, and turned to Fu Qingzhou: "Excuse me... Next, Mr. Fu, it's your turn."

"okay."

Fu Qingzhou smiled gently, then formed a seal with his hands in front of his chest and pointed at the stone from a distance: "Go!"

The next second, in front of everyone's astonished gaze, the other stone on the side of the road began to float up and away...

"what?!"

A young monk who was watching blurted out: "Magic, magic?!"

Yuan Zhen laughed in silence: "Master Fu... this move is within the rules. My feet did not move, nor did I use any external objects. The technique directly called upon the spiritual void of heaven and earth, and did not involve the so-called internal breath and true essence..."

While he was speaking, Fu Qingzhou was also controlling the stone with magic from a distance. It flew for a long time, then just passed the stone that was knocked away by the round ring by half an inch and fell down.

"hey-hey."

Fu Qingzhou winked at Yuanjie: "Master, thank you for letting me."

(End of this chapter)