From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Chapter 5: Bodhidharma's Remains, Sanfeng Blood Sutra

Hearing the name Zhu Polong, Inoue Jushiro suddenly raised his head, his aura still as sharp as a sword out of its sheath, cold and chilling.

"How dare you call the Crocodile Head by his name?!"

Xu Xing just shook his head and sighed:

"This boxing move aims to unify the body and mind. The strength should rise and fall, and the method should be hidden in the void. The mind should be like a dragon entering the sea. Only then can there be no taboos and no restraints.

You have only opened up your skin and flesh, but have not even activated your tendons and joints. How can you expect the strength to reach your entire body and allow it to rise and fall?

Such a good fist is used on you, it is really a waste of precious gems and it is not worth watching."

Xu Xing only took a glance and understood the secret of Inoue Jushiro's body movement. His vision was very advanced.

His tone was like that of a teacher or senior evaluating the skills of a younger generation. He naturally revealed his profound insights and knowledge of martial arts, and had the majestic bearing of a martial arts master.

Everyone knows that what makes Prince Baolong so powerful is not his wealth that rivals that of a country, nor his tens of thousands of pirates, but his unparalleled and domineering boxing skills.

Zhu Polong is the successor and adopted son of Zhu Tiandu.

It is said that this man was originally a boxer from the southeast. After being adopted as a son by Zhu Tiandu, he changed his name to Zhu Polong.

Ever since the bombardment of Jiangning Prefecture a few years ago, Prince Baolong gradually became a recluse, leaving all the specific affairs under his command to his loyal adopted son.

The imperial court suspected that Zhu Tiandu had been seriously injured in that battle by several great masters, and had sent assassins to spy on him many times, but they always never returned.

It is said that these killers died at the hands of Zhu Polong without even seeing Zhu Tiandu, and he was therefore listed in the imperial court's "Wuzhilu".

"Wuzhilu" was compiled by the previous Emperor Zhengde, and it records the 108 most famous boxing styles in the martial arts world, as well as the most threatening folk boxers.

Most of these people are senior masters of martial arts from all over the country, and the fact that Zhu Polong can be listed among them as a junior shows how unfathomable his boxing skills are.

But from what Xu Xing said, it seems that he not only experienced the boxing skills of this sea master, but was also able to escape unscathed?

When Inoue Jushiro heard this, he calmed down and sneered:
"Zhongyuanren, although your boxing skills are high, you are not a master after all. How can you save your life under the hands of the young master?"

Facing the Japanese's questioning, Xu Xing remained calm and unmoved:
"Zhu Polong is indeed a master of his generation. When we met on a narrow road, I had not yet mastered martial arts and was seriously injured by him. I lay in bed for three months and narrowly escaped death.

Over the years, although I have been catching up, he has not stood still, which is good. If I have the chance, I will verify it with him again. "

Although Inoue Jushiro wanted to refute, deep down he had to admit that with the means and demeanor of the man in front of him, there was no need for him to deceive himself.

He opened his mouth slowly:
"you……"

As soon as he uttered this word, Inoue Jushiro took action.

Even though he knew he was no match for his opponent, Inoue Jushiro would never sit there and wait for death. Instead, he would try every possible way to carve out a glimmer of hope in the desperate situation.

No matter how bad the situation is, he will fight Xu Xing to the death!

He Maocai only felt a strong force pulling him by the collar, and his whole body flew into the air, like a human cannonball, flying towards Xu Xing.

Inoue Jushiro bent down and used He Maocai's body to hide his own figure.

He took the broken blade that had just been crushed by Xu Xing, and gripped the handle tightly with both hands. His whole body seemed to be attached to the knife. He used the strength of his waist to rotate and chopped down with a determination to destroy both himself and the enemy.

This move is a self-sacrificing sword technique from the Xinyin School, and it also incorporates the "step forward, turn over and chop" from the Central Plains swordsmanship. It requires the whole body's strength to be unleashed in an instant during the attack, and failure will result in death.

Seeing He Maocai flying towards him, Xu Xing didn't think twice and stomped his feet on the ground with such force that it seemed as if he was going to shake the entire dungeon, making a loud, dull noise.

With a loud bang, Xu Xing pounced in front of He Maocai, stepped forward with his left foot, twisted his waist and abdomen, and used his right leg to mobilize the whole body's strength, like a gun barrel, to catch He Maocai's body, then shook it aside and fell to the ground.

Before Inoue Jushiro could feel happy about Xu Xing's action, he saw that Xu Xing's right leg did not even touch the ground, but shook, bent, and bounced, and then changed the style and kicked again.

Although the force went through many transformations, the speed was still incredibly fast, as if it was a straight kick without any changes.

Inoue Jushiro didn't expect Xu Xing's move to be so fast, and he couldn't react at all, and was kicked in the chest. His eyes bulged out, his sternum was completely shattered, and his ribs were inserted into his internal organs. His body flew straight backwards, and he was out of breath.

——Northern style kick-poking and gun-piercing kick!

The authentic Chuojiao is known as Five Steps and Thirteen Guns. This move called "Piercing Gun Kick" is used to train the penetrating power of a large pole.

This penetrating force is not thrusted straight out, but is generated by bouncing and shaking. To develop this kind of force, one must first activate the tendons and joints throughout the body, which is called "the spine is like a hanging snake" in boxing theory.

Xu Xing started practicing standing meditation at the age of four. He had no idea how many floor tiles he had broken and how many pairs of cloth shoes he had worn out before he had finally mastered his powerful northern leg, which evolved from the killing techniques on the battlefield, to the advanced level of going from hard to soft.

This well-honed killer move is enough to easily kill a small Japanese swordsman.

In the darkness, He Maocai, who was thrown to the ground by Xu Xing, saw black in pain. He just groaned when a big hand grabbed the collar and lifted him up.

With the little light seeping in from the dungeon entrance, He Maocai barely raised his head, looked at Xu Xing, and said tremblingly:
"Who are you?"

"Who am I?" Xu Xing looked at him with strange eyes. "First, they arrested my apprentice, then sent people to invade my house, and even found Japanese pirates to frame me..."

At this point, Xu Xing felt it was a bit ridiculous and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Now, you ask me who I am?"

Although he had a smile on his face, his eyes were extremely cold, as cold as a sword blade passing through He Maocai's throat.

This feeling of imminent danger made He Maocai's thoughts run fast. His eyes suddenly widened and he growled incoherently:

"You, you are Xu Xing?!"

This really couldn't be blamed on He Maocai, as he had originally thought that it was the Japanese pirates who had led their troops to attack.

Who could have imagined that a "country boxer" in a report would be so courageous and resourceful that he could do such a heinous thing as storming the prison of the magistrate?
And he actually did it!
Xu Xing knew from He Maocai's expression that this Zhejiang Provincial Surveillance Commissioner really did not take this "small matter" to heart, and the style of the Neisi Yamen can be imagined.

He shook his head, not wanting to waste time talking to this kind of person, and pointed directly at the person in the room:
"Tell me, where are Zheng Michang and that Ma Ningyuan?"

Before He Maocai could say anything, Xu Xing had already broken the fingers of his right hand, causing him to scream in pain.

As soon as the sound reached his throat, it was suppressed by Xu Xing's punch and turned into a low groan that echoed in the dark dungeon.

"Trust me, tell the truth, it will be good for both you and me."

He Maocai is an old criminal lawyer and is naturally familiar with these methods of torture and forced confessions.

To be honest, in his opinion, Xu Xing's techniques were still a little immature and could not handle those tough guys.

If you work under him, you will probably suffer a lot.

But when this method really happened to him, He Maocai couldn't say the word "immature" no matter what.

What's more, how many people working in the government office are worthy of the title of "hard-boned"?

Even if there really is such a person, he cannot sit in the position of the third rank.

Obviously, He Maocai was not the exception. Therefore, there was no need for Xu Xing to break his second finger, and He Maocai told him everything about Zheng Michang's whereabouts.

He even explained in detail the plan of the Hangzhou government and Shen Yishi to destroy the dikes and flood the fields.

But He Maocai was a shrewd man after all. Common sense told him that there should be no one in the world who was so daring as to break into the prison and then sneak into the prison to assassinate another third-rank official.

But he was also cautious and did not reveal all the news about the Black Stone people.

Although he looked down on the Black Stone Organization, He Maocai had to admit that the methods displayed by those masters were indeed beyond the reach of ordinary human power.

If this guy is really a reckless thief, then let him be buried with me!

But what kind of person is Xu Xing?

When one’s martial arts practice reaches this level, his eyesight is so high that it is unimaginable for ordinary people.

Even in the dark, Xu Xing could clearly see the subtle movements of He Maocai's facial muscles.

Sensing that hint of hesitation, Xu Xing immediately crushed He Maocai's second finger, and the white bone pierced through the flesh.

A stronger pain surged like lava, attacking every part of He Maocai's body, crushing all his thoughts and causing him to cry out:

"I say! I say! There are people in Black Stone and Black Stone as well, they are with them!"

Blackstone?

Hearing this name, Xu Xing suddenly became alert.

When he went north to hone his martial arts skills, he heard about the unfathomable nature of this organization from a fellow friend.

Half of the remains of Bodhidharma, the founder of Zen Buddhism, seemed to be in the hands of the leader of this organization.

In the martial arts world, there has always been a rumor that when the spirit and body are honed to perfection, a martial artist will be able to break through the void with his boxing skills, incite the true fire to burn his body, burn away the turbid air, achieve the innate, completely shed his mortal body, and become a true immortal in the true sense of the word.

Although this statement has never been confirmed, it has been generally acknowledged in the martial arts community over the past thousand years that there are two people who are closest to, or even suspected of having entered, this realm.

One of them was Bodhidharma who came from afar during the Northern and Southern Dynasties. Another was Zhang Sanfeng, a slovenly Taoist who founded a sect in Wudang Mountain.

The remains of Bodhidharma and the Sanfeng Blood Sutra they left behind were the two "immortal treasures" in the legend of the martial arts world. Countless boxers believed that these two treasures contained the great secret of how to turn the acquired into the innate and ascend to immortality.

Xu Xing's good friend is named Lu Zhu, who is from Shaolin. He is determined to find the treasure left by the first ancestor and settle all the disputes arising from it.

During this process, Lu Zhu encountered masters of the Black Stone Organization many times, but after a certain fight, the people of Black Stone no longer showed interest in Bodhidharma's remains.

Lu Zhu guessed that it might be because the half of Bodhidharma's body had fallen into Heishi's hands.

He also discovered that each of these people had advanced boxing skills, and at the very least they were at the level of a great boxer, and most of them were famous masters with hidden identities.

There seemed to be two unknown masters in charge, and their power was not inferior to the old and established forces such as Qingcheng and Emei.

Hey, this is really interesting. Blackstone wants to get involved in this kind of thing?
After being surprised, Xu Xing's eyes immediately showed excitement. If there was a Black Stone master here, he really wanted to see him for himself.

The martial arts community rarely makes specific classifications of strong and weak fighters, because this is inaccurate and can lead to trouble.

But even though it is not stated openly, the conventional saying still exists.

The way of martial arts can be summed up in four words: to strengthen your body and cultivate your strength.

By practicing standing meditation, breathing techniques and other means, one can develop unique strength, which can be applied at will in actual combat, and this can be considered as mastering the art of boxing.

For example, the sign of the yellow-faced man's Eagle Claw Fist being practiced to this level is to be able to "sound as soon as the hand is moved and not forget while in the air."

This is the culmination of fighting style, with the heart beating and the power reaching out, regardless of the boxing stance.

In the old saying, this is also called "boxing skills are possessed", which can be called a martial artist.

After the strength is restored, you should use this strength to train your body.

To practice boxing and standing meditation, one must work hard, so it is called "practicing" by twisting silk. However, to temper the body, one must hone and temper it, so it is called "tempering" by fire.

The so-called body refining is to refine a body with copper skin, iron bones, golden muscles and jade veins from the mortal body. One can imagine how cruel and brutal it is.

In the practice of physical training, every step forward is extremely dangerous. In the best case, one may go astray and become a disabled person, or in the worst case, one may die.

Although the process is dangerous, once it is accomplished, with a wave of his arms, he will have a thousand pounds of magical power. His body is so strong that he can withstand the muskets of the Shenji Camp and remain alive. He is also respected as the "Great Boxer" in the martial arts world.

Xu Xing is now a top boxer who has refined his skin, flesh, tendons and bones to an almost "inhuman" physique.

If he could go one step further and refine his boxing skills into his internal organs, strengthen his bones and cleanse his marrow, he would be able to achieve the status of a "grandmaster".

The martial arts master regulates the five internal organs, consolidates the vital energy, and refines the Qi and blood inside, which can nourish every part of the body. He can kill the enemy from dozens of steps away, moving as fast as a ghost.

If a warrior of this level joins the army, he will become a peerless general who can trample upon the enemy's camps on his horse; if he becomes a bandit, he will become a big bandit who roams the world; if he takes root in the martial arts world, he will become the founder of a sect.

As for the masters above them, they are already first-rate figures among martial arts saints, like hidden dragons in the clouds, not easily seen.

While Xu Xing was silent, He Maocai struggled to raise his head and said in a miserable voice:

"There is no record of a person like you in the Martial Records. What is your origin?!"

Xu Xing said calmly:
"Since you've asked, I'll let you know. My master's surname is Yue, the upper character is taboo Dao, and the lower character is taboo Hai."

Yue stepped into the sea?
He Maocai was obviously deeply impressed by this name and couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Eight-armed Shura?"

Immediately, his face turned pale and he said with a miserable smile:

"I have been convicting people of crimes based on the name of Japanese pirates all day long, but I never expected that I would actually be convicted of a real crime..."

As early as thirty years ago, the name Yue Daohai was already known throughout the world.

He was Zhu Tiandu's best friend when they were rising from obscurity. Because of his fast and unique boxing skills, he was nicknamed "Eight-Armed Shura". He was also listed in "Wuzhilu" and was praised as "the second best person in the world".

Yue Daohai was a descendant of Yue Wumu, and had mastered the Yue family's free-hand kung fu. Although he rebelled because his fields suffered from floods and were forcibly annexed by the government, he was also very strict with his subordinates, and only allowed them to rob government ships but not harass the people living along the coast.

Zhu Tiandu, however, was a man of unrestrained character who would do anything to achieve his goals. He was even capable of doing things like joining forces with the Japanese to invade the southeast coast.

Both of them are martial arts masters with hearts as hard as iron. Although they could tolerate each other at the beginning, the matter of collusion with the Japanese pirates had already touched Yue Daohai's bottom line, so they could only use their fists to resolve the conflict.

In the end, Yue Daohai's "Dapeng Mingwang Fist" was no match for Zhu Tiandu's "Hu Lei Jia Fan Tian Hand", and he broke several tendons alive, and his spirit was shattered. From then on, he changed his name to Liu Guo, went ashore to open a martial arts school, and prepared for the rest of his life.

Although He Maocai was not clear about the whole story, he knew Yue Daohai's identity.

Over the years, he had punished countless people on the charge of "collaborating with the Japanese and plotting rebellion", but he didn't expect to run into a real traitor.

For a moment, He Maocai felt a sense of "fact of heaven, retribution will come".

(End of this chapter)