Super Hero Monk: Hormones Journey to the West

Chapter 5 Punch to the flesh
Xuan Ci approached the black-clad guard with fighting steps, and his movement speed was obviously much faster than before.

The head swayed with the body, up and down, without any regularity, and at an extremely high frequency, which dazzled the black-clad guards.

What kind of trick is this? The black-clad guards, confused and awestruck, circulated their Qi with all their might, ready for battle.

Xuan Ci let out a wild roar and threw a series of punches while swaying.

The speed is very fast~
Shake straight, shake straight, shake straight, hook, shake straight... It's over in two seconds!
The black-clad guard could no longer hold back and was hit in the shoulder by a cannonball-like backhand punch. His body shook violently, and the vital energy flowing in the hand Taiyin Lung Meridian and the hand Yangming Large Intestine Meridian stagnated and his entire arm felt numb.

"At such a young age, your inner strength is so profound?"

He was greatly shocked, and relying on his years of fighting experience, he retreated to release the force and kicked out hastily, trying to stop Xuan Ci from chasing him.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Ci's eight abdominal muscles were as solid as iron, so he took a small step back, and immediately chased him with a fighting slide that was a billion times faster than an ordinary person's 100-meter sprint speed.

Straight, straight ...

Faced with the combination punches that left afterimages, the black-clad guard had no way to avoid it. He could only pour all his true energy into his arms and fight back!
However, this was exactly what Xuanci wanted.

The combat tactics of the artificial demon army - "How to fight immortal cultivators: bare-handed combat" emphasized:
“It’s not advisable to compete with immortal cultivators in skills.

"Their attacks rely on the energy flowing through their meridians, which is faster and more flexible than muscle power. Even if they're lying on the ground and punching, as long as their meridians are unobstructed, they can still unleash over 80% to 90% of their power.

"Furthermore, they can subjectively collapse superposition particles and use all sorts of fancy spells, leaving you defenseless...

“However, compared to you, cultivators also have a weakness—they are more susceptible to battle damage.

"This is also because they rely on the energy in the meridians, and this energy circulates endlessly throughout the body, so even a small movement can affect the entire body.

"So, if a meridian is damaged, it will have a negative impact on the entire energy circulation system. The more important the acupuncture points or meridians are, the greater the impact.

"According to Fight-GPT's big data calculations, two cultivators and a muscular warrior with roughly the same overall qualities, such as speed, strength, and resistance, are engaging in a bare-handed fight.
"If the latter chooses a normal offensive and defensive strategy, the probability of defeating the former is less than 10%.

"But if the latter dares to use the blood exchange strategy, then the probability of defeating the former will increase to 24.68%.

"So, when you don't have powerful weapons and have to fight immortal cultivators, you have to confront them head-on and be brave enough to 'exchange blood' with them!"

Bang, bang, bang bang...

In just 2 seconds, Xuan Ci was hit by two punches and one kick, but he also hit the opponent five times.

The black-clad guard had several cracked ribs and his internal Qi was disordered. He clearly felt that his opponent's internal strength was stronger than his own. He couldn't help but feel afraid and wanted to find a chance to escape from the battle.

"boom!"

He failed to block the punch and was hit in the face again. He felt dizzy and could only roll backwards subconsciously to dodge.

"If you don't run... you'll die!"

Driven by the desire to survive, he immediately jumped up from the ground, blocking and retreating at the same time, heading towards the other people, trying to divert the trouble away.

But Xuanci beat him, only beat him~
His footsteps stuck closer, and his fists were like a storm, getting more and more violent!

"Stop this madman!" Zhang Yuanwai was shocked when he saw that his ace bodyguard was obviously no match for him, and he quickly dodged.

When the madam saw the two of them suddenly approaching her, she screamed and was so frightened that her legs could not move.

Xuan Ci hit the black-clad guard with several solid punches. He caught a glimpse of the madam nearby, so he used a series of smooth moves and swung a pendulum at her powdered face.

The madam changed from vertical to horizontal, rotated 90 degrees in the air, and fell flat on her back.

Xiao Ke, who was sitting next to her, saw her sunken cheeks and felt both horrified and relieved. She shouted:
"Pigeon, come on, kill them."

"Oh!"

Xuan Ci delivered a powerful hook punch that landed squarely on the black-clad guard's dantian. Blood foamed from his mouth, and his back slammed against a tree trunk, leaning against it helplessly. Only two words remained in his mind: It's over.

Xuan Ci chased him up, punching him wildly and roaring violently.

"Uh ...

The black-clad guard's entire body shook violently like a sandbag, causing the leaves to fall.

Without the protection of true qi, he could not withstand such a critical attack. His muscles burst and his bones were broken.

After Xuan Ci had thrown 9981 punches, he jumped half a step, rotated his forearm with his clenched back fist in the air, then integrated all the strength of his body and stepped forward, punching the face of the guard in front of him who was about to fall.

The face is sunken!

With a crack, the small tree broke in the middle and collapsed along with the guard's limp body.

This... is too brutal!
Zhang Yuanwai was horrified to see that the ace guard he had hired with a lot of money had died. He also saw that the extremely handsome but vicious monk looked at him, and he said in a trembling voice:
"Master... I have something to discuss... Do you know this little girl? If so, I will help her redeem her freedom, and today's matter will be~"

But before he could finish his words, he saw Xuan Ci rushing towards him like a mad dog.

"Ah, what do you want to do?" He raised his hand and pointed at Xuanci in panic: "I am the Minister of Imperial Seal, a sixth-rank official~"

Xuan Ci just grabbed his arm and pulled it to his shoulder, and at the same time turned around, twisted his waist, and pushed his hips, directly lifting the old man weighing more than 60 kilograms into the air, and swung him over his head and slammed him to the ground.

"Your Highness is nothing, my grandfather is the Prime Minister!"

After a dull thud, Mr. Zhang's old bones broke into eighteen pieces.

Immediately afterwards, a fierce light flashed in Xuanci's eyes, and he rushed from behind a turtle slave who wanted to escape, and broke his neck with a high whip kick.

Then, Xuan Ci pounced on the last, younger elf slave, scaring him so much that he peed and shit, leaving a wet puddle on the ground.

Just as Xuanci was about to crush his head with the War Trample, Xiaoke hurried over and begged:
"Gege, don't hit him, he's my friend!"

"Friend?" Xuan Ciying frowned. "No, the people from the county government will be here soon. If he sees my face, what if he tells others?"

"No, he's an honest man. He's the only one here who treats me the best. He was forced just now. I beg you, Gege, don't hit him. He will definitely not tell anything. Right, Laifu?"

Lai Fu nodded repeatedly, making some "ah ah" sounds, but he was actually mute.

Xuan Ci saw that he was only twelve or thirteen years old and had a rather honest face, so he didn't dwell on it too much. He just touched his nose with a bright red fist and said viciously:
"You're the only one here who saw me. If you dare to tell anyone, I'll smash your head!"

After saying this, he picked up the veil, picked up the petite girl, and rushed away.

It was dusk and the setting sun was shining brightly.

The girl stared at a face dotted with blood and set off by golden light. Her body felt like it was going to melt and her mood was about to explode!

Looking at their disappearing figures, Fa Ming seemed to be lost in thought.

In fact, he had discovered last year that the little girl was secretly sending meat.

The reason why he didn't point it out was because he vaguely realized that the Bodhisattva's desire for Xuanci to be sincere in his devotion to Buddhism was just a means of control, not the ultimate goal.

He knew that Xuanci, a piece of tough guy, would never turn to Buddhism, not in this lifetime, so he thought that the more "control methods" he had, the better.

I only hope that in the future I can report to the master sent by the Bodhisattva and ask for the golden elixir to prolong my life.

Hearing that a crowd was coming this way, Fa Ming clasped his hands and chanted:
"Amitabha. Sin, sin."

Then he floated down into the courtyard, pointed his finger through the air, and tapped the dumb turtle slave's fatal point.

(End of this chapter)