Xuanxia

Chapter 468: With His Strength...

Deep in the Jinchan Temple, at the top of the towering Panyun Tower.

Huikong, who looked like a young monk of seven or eight years old, stood on the edge of the terrace, looking down through the thick white mist in the sky.

From this point of view, Fu Qingzhou and Yuan Zhen looked like two slowly crawling little ants.

At this moment, Huijue's voice suddenly rang in Huikong's ears.

"Brother...you saw it too, right?"

"Yuan Guan's chess skills have long been extraordinary and he is close to being a saint, but Fu Qingzhou still beat him."

"If such a person is not a Buddhist, then who else can be one?"

Huikong didn't say anything, just looked at him calmly, keeping silent.

……

With the support of Yuan Zhen, Fu Qingzhou slowly walked through the Thousand Buddha Hall.

Behind the Thousand Buddha Hall is the Maha Hall.

Just like before, when the two of them arrived at the square in front of the hall, there were already people waiting there.

This is a monk who is eight feet tall, strong and sturdy. He looks quite old, probably over fifty years old, but much younger than Yuanguan, who is the same age as him. His arms are muscular, and the blue veins on them look like coiled dragons.

"Ugh……"

Fu Qingzhou held his aching head and asked, "Yuan Zhen, who is this?"

This time, before Yuan Zhen opened his mouth, the sturdy monk spoke first: "I, Yuan Xiang, have been waiting for you, Benefactor Fu, for a long time!"

He was full of energy and his voice was so loud that it made the surrounding branches rustle and the leaves fall.

"Circle..."

Fu Qingzhou ignored him and continued to look at Yuan Zhen: "He is very strong?"

“Very… strong.” Yuan Zhen nodded slightly: “Senior Brother Yuanxiang’s realm of cultivation is not as good as that of Senior Brother Yuanjie before him. After he advanced to the seventh realm more than ten years ago, he had difficulty breaking through again, so…”

"So I put all my energy into researching weapons!"

Yuan Xiang interrupted Yuan Zhen and said, "There is no weapon in this world that I am not proficient in!"

After that, he pointed at Fu Qingzhou and said sternly: "If you want to pass by here, we must compete first. Okay! I won't bully you. What weapon are you good at? Just choose it. Let's compete with the weapon you are good at!"

"I won't use my skills to bully you! We don't need to use our true energy, we can just compete with each other in moves!"

"It's so noisy..."

Fu Qingzhou's eardrums were buzzing from his yelling: "Can I take a break for a while?"

"Yes!" Yuan Xiangsheng's voice was as loud as a bell: "Master Fu, it's okay for as long as you want to rest!"

"It's really making my head hurt." Fu Qingzhou shook his head tiredly and said to Yuan Zhen, "Help me sit aside. Playing chess just now is too exhausting."

Yuan Zhen responded and helped him to the stairs to sit down. Fu Qingzhou also took off the big iron box and held it in his arms.

"Donor Fu."

After sitting down, he asked with curiosity and doubt: "How did you defeat Brother Yuanguan just now?"

"It's all in the past, it's not important anymore..." Fu Qingzhou waved his hand: "Tell me first, how strong is this Yuan Xiang's weapon? If I want to compete with him in archery, is there a chance of winning?"

Yuan Zhen gave a helpless smile.

Fu Qingzhou immediately felt ominous: "No way, is he the world's number one weapon master?"

"That's not the case." Yuan Zhen said softly, "But before Brother Yuan Xiang became a monk, he was a soldier and a general. The broadsword, spear, bow and arrow were the weapons he was most proficient in."

"Over the years, Senior Brother Yuanxiang has been practicing all kinds of weapons in the world. Whether it is the commonly used mainstream weapons or various strange weapons, he has practiced them to perfection. Among them, the few weapons he was best at have become superb." At this point, he smiled helplessly: "If Master Fu wants to compete with him in other things, there may be a chance, but bows and arrows..."

Fu Qingzhou sighed deeply.

What the fuck is going on.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it right now. I'll sit down for a while and recover my health... no, recover my mana. You can stay by my side and protect me."

He shook his head and said to Yuan Zhen.

Yuan Zhen didn't understand what health and mana recovery meant, but he still smiled and nodded.

On the other side, Yuan Xiang was not in a hurry either. Instead, he called a few disciples from somewhere and started moving weapon racks to the square.

There was everything on those weapon racks... knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hatchets, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, halberds, halberds, sticks, lances, clubs, spears, rakes...

In addition, there are bows and arrows, daggers, spikes, darts, hammers, flying hooks, and even crutches and iron umbrellas...

There are all kinds of messy stuff.

As if he was warming up or showing off, he picked up a weapon and started dancing with it.

For a moment, the square was bustling with activity.

Fu Qingzhou, who was meditating, slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, Yuan Xiang was dancing with a pair of double swords. He held the swords with both hands, and his body was agile, shuttling around the field like a dragon. The double swords flew like swallows in his hands, and the transition between offense and defense was impeccable with the swords flashing. No one could see any flaws.

Fu Qingzhou looked solemn.

Yuan Zhen was right. This Yuan Xiang had truly mastered the art of weaponry to perfection.

At this moment, he didn't even display the strength and speed of a seventh-level warrior. He was purely "playing" with weapons, which made people feel afraid to approach him and filled them with fear.

"how do you feel?"

Fu Qingzhou asked in his mind.

The Smoker said leisurely, "There are some things, but not much... His cultivation has reached a bottleneck, which means that his understanding of martial arts will be difficult to advance. Studying the subtle changes of weapons and moves is just a way for him to escape."

"Oh?" Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up: "So, he's not that strong?"

"Yeah, but you're not as good as him."

The Smoker said calmly, "Although you are good at swordsmanship and archery, that is because you have taken advantage of the unique skills. Others may never be able to learn what you have learned in their entire lives... If I were to tell you how deeply you have delved into your studies, it would be really laughable."

Fu Qingzhou: “…”

As time passed, Qi Ran Jue gradually relieved the severe pain in his head, and his spirit began to recover bit by bit.

On the other side, Yuan Xiang had already changed several weapons in his hands.

No matter whether they are common weapons or strange-looking exotic weapons, he knows them all well. When he manipulates these weapons, it is not just as simple as making them look good. Instead, he has obviously conducted in-depth research on each weapon and mastered one set of sophisticated moves after another.

Soon, beads of sweat appeared on his body - but at this moment, he was full of fighting spirit and excitement!
"almost……"

Fu Qingzhou let out a long breath and stood up.

Seeing him stand up, Yuan Xiang also looked over and grinned: "Master Fu, have you rested enough?"

"Well, enough rest."

Fu Qingzhou stretched and smiled: "Let's put it this way, we can compete in weapons, but...if you want to say that you don't need to practice or use your skills, then that's not necessary."

Yuan Xiang's eyes widened: "Oh?"

"You're accommodating me and letting me choose the weapon I'm best at, right?" Fu Qingzhou said with a smile, "Then I can't be unreasonable. We both suppress our cultivation, so you're at a disadvantage, aren't you? Then I won't let you suffer. Let's both use our cultivation and have a good fight."

(End of this chapter)