A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

Chapter 535 Feng Yuxiu Resumes His Old Profession

"Brother, how would I know where Peng Qianwu went? He's been trying to get me, I'm trying to avoid him, why would I want to find out?"

Zhou Xiyu quickly retorted, "Besides, what era is this? Who would painstakingly practice martial arts? Making money is the most important thing these days. Don't think that just because I'm a Taoist priest, I can't even protect the statues of the Three Pure Ones without money. They would have been razed to the ground and turned into a welfare home long ago."

With the development of the times, Zhou Xiyu has come to a complete understanding of reality. He realized that without economic support, even a purple-robed celestial master like him would starve to death here.

But Zhou Xiyu immediately became wary.

Because he saw that Feng Yuxiu was still blocking the door, but his eyes were fixed on him.

As a fortune teller with a keen eye for people, Zhou Xiyu's greatest skill was not talismans or fortune telling, but rather reading between the lines.

This kid who appeared out of nowhere is definitely going to mess with him, that's for sure.

Knowing he had practiced the Ape Strike Technique, they still planned to mess with him; otherwise, this guy would have had a gun.

Or... this kid really can beat him.

Regardless of the reason, Zhou Xiyu was completely baffled. He had no grudge against him, so why would he target a Taoist priest like him?

"Are you here to cause trouble?" Zhou Xiyu asked, taking two steps back.

"I'll leave after I cripple your martial arts."

Feng Yuxiu absolutely did not want to leave any trace of being a burden in this life.

Zhou Xiyu sighed, "Your behavior reminds me of a word: possessiveness. Do you intend to cripple anyone who practices the same martial arts as you? There's no such logic in this world."

Feng Yuxiu narrowed his eyes, his legs began to tremble, and the Ape Strike Technique began to roar for the first time.

His collar swayed as the energy emanating from his body washed over him.

boom!
Feng Yuxiu suddenly darted away from his spot, moving with incredible speed and leaving afterimages as he crashed into Zhou Xiyu.

Zhou Xiyu sighed, and a faint white light appeared on the surface of his body.

Like moonlight, upon closer inspection, it resembles countless white downy hairs standing upright.

Even the eyelashes on her eyelids seemed to have been stained white.

At this moment, Zhou Xiyu completely transformed into a white ape that walks upright.

He immediately stood still and swung his right hand out with a loud thud.

boom!
A dull bang rang out, and the surging wind extinguished the incense and candles on the yellow Buddhist shrine behind them, which housed the images of the Three Pure Ones.

A figure streaked through the air and was thrown out at high speed.

Then it slammed heavily against the door frame.

Zhou Xiyu's eyelids twitched.

Feng Yuxiu clutched his chest, his face filled with disbelief.

One punch.

With just one punch, using the same Ape Strike Technique, he was knocked down by Zhou Xiyu.

"How is this possible!" Feng Yuxiu's voice was filled with disbelief. So many years of endless training, even while sleeping, he would have acupoints moving inside his body.

But now, full of confidence, he faced this frail Taoist priest and was knocked down with a single punch.

This was the first time he was hit hard; he was a strong man.

No one in this world treats their martial arts training more ruthlessly than him.

Zhou Xiyu was still enveloped in a moonlit white light. He sighed, "Ordinary martial arts are nothing more than strengthening the body and honing skills. Those who are stronger than ordinary people in every punch and kick are called martial artists."

"That is, the so-called martial arts practitioners, but there is another kind of martial arts, which involves tapping into the human body's potential and rationally utilizing it..."

"Shut your mouth!"

Feng Yuxiu slowly stood up; he had no desire to listen to the Taoist's sermon.

Zhou Xiyu continued to sigh, "The Ape Strike Technique is correct, the direction is correct... but this thing has three levels, whether it's the Day Ape or the Night Ape... Of course, the Night Ape is even more complicated... It seems you only found the martial arts manual left behind, but don't know the specifics of how to practice it. Being able to learn by following the text and diagrams shows your exceptional talent in martial arts." "Subduing Demons Technique!"

Feng Yuxiu's skeletal structure suddenly exploded, and his speed continued to soar as he leaped out, his whip kick rising high into the air, his toes pointing towards Zhou Xiyu's temple.

Zhou Xiyu suddenly moved to the side, then bent his right leg and slammed his knee down.

The next instant, Feng Yuxiu was still sent flying backward, smashing a hole in the heavy wooden door behind him.

“Let me tell you, this Taoist temple was approved by the state in the first half of the year and is now a Taoist cultural institution. What you’re doing is damaging cultural relics.”

Zhou Xiyu didn't want to continue fighting. If they went all out, all the artifacts in the main hall would be damaged, and he wouldn't be able to explain it to the Taoist headquarters.

Feng Yuxiu stood up again, his back turning red and swollen from the two heavy blows.

His right hand trembled, and several flying needles were caught between his two fingers, causing the combined force of the Nine Dragons to continue to vibrate.

Feng Yuxiu instantly raised his hand, and the flying needle in his hand gleamed as it pierced towards Zhou Xiyu.

Zhou Xiyu's pupils contracted. The distance was five seconds, yet the flying needle had managed to reach him.

This person's martial arts techniques are too bizarre.

What does a five-meter flying needle even mean? He had never seen one in the martial arts world in all these years.

Zhou Xiyu suddenly shifted his legs, his body enveloped in white light, and darted to the left as a blur.

A hazy armband seemed to form between his real body and his afterimage.

Unusually, Feng Yuxiu did not make a move; instead, he watched with a solemn expression.

In fact, in recent years he has tried to use cameras to capture why this technique can make one move so fast.

But every time the camera is overexposed, it's impossible to see anything clearly.

He had no one he trusted watching him describe the situation.

Therefore, this has become a knot in his heart.

Now, for the first time in his life, he was seeing the movement trajectory and images of the Ape Strike Technique.

It's more like a mirage created by the refraction of light.

"Is it possible..."

Feng Yuxiu suddenly remembered that Wang Haisheng looked just like this when he fled back then.

His body had already leaped over the wall, but another shadowy figure remained on this side.

Zhou Xiyu saw the expression on Feng Yuxiu's face and paused for a moment before looking at himself. "The principle of the Ape Strike Technique is very simple: it involves pushing the meridians in the body to their limit and then unleashing them instantly... In the second step, the aura penetrates into the hundred acupoints, making the body light and agile... and then becoming powerful and heavy."

"Of course, modern science enhances cell vitality... but you're only applying it to the surface, and your durability is lacking. You can have a short burst of energy, but you can't sustain it for long."

"In fact, the art of ape striking has almost been lost by this time. No one continues to practice it anymore. Once the public discovers it, the country will definitely find out."

"So, that's why you're planning to cripple me, right? I've lived to this age because I'm much more cautious than you think."

Feng Yuxiu sat on the futon. "Sit."

Zhou Xiyu paused for a moment, then smiled. The light around him dissipated as he sat down opposite Feng Yuxiu.

"So, the fundamental thing you're considering..."

Zhou Xiyu's smile suddenly vanished, and he slowly lowered his head to look at the flying needle on his chest.

Feng Yuxiu said expressionlessly, "I've liked doing this kind of thing for a very, very long time. All those I've tricked are just like you."

He stood up, squatted down in front of Zhou Xiyu, and took out a flying needle with his right hand to start pricking.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I know the meridians that the Ape Strike Technique operates on too well. If I destroy these meridians, you just won't be able to use the Ape Strike Technique anymore. There won't be any other effects."

Zhou Xiyu sighed, "Fate."

(End of this chapter)