Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 378 He still understands me so well.

“Mr. Ren, my grandfather once told me that the creation of the ‘Six Void Flow Technique’ was largely to counter your ‘Divine Sword’ Dragon Capture.”

Liang Siqin, his beard and hair flying wildly, said with a smile.

"Oh?"

"Since I set foot in the Central Plains, I have been invincible and hard to defeat. Today I wanted to fight Le Zhiyang to prove my martial arts skills and fulfill my wish."

Liang Siqin said, "But Heaven has mercy. When I was at my wit's end, with everything done and nothing left to ask for, I unexpectedly met Mr. Ren."

Ren Shaoyang put away the blueprints, his expression turning serious: "Coincidentally, I also want to see the power of 'flowing through the six voids, using the law to govern all things'."

Liang Siqin clapped his hands and laughed, "That's great! To have a match with you, to prove the way of martial arts, and to fulfill my lifelong wish, Heaven has been kind to me."

Ren Shaoyang nodded and looked at Le Zhiyang: "Kid, your 'Wonderful Music Flying Scripture' is a divine skill that is no less than the 'Circulating Six Voids Technique'. Come on, let's do it together."

Le Zhiyang was taken aback, pointed to his nose, and exclaimed in surprise, "What you're talking about, sir, is it me?"

"It is you."

Le Zhiyang smiled wryly and said, "Are you joking, sir? How could my meager skills possibly be a match for the two of you?"

"Why belittle yourself?" Liang Siqin waved his hand. "Any true qi or internal force in the world is like a lamb entering a tiger's den when it encounters your 'Heavenly Harp' and 'Heavenly Drum'. They are all worthless. You are one of the strongest masters in the world!"

Ren Shaoyang nodded and said, "I agree. Your martial arts skills have reached a sublime level, making you a worthy opponent for me."

Le Zhiyang's heart pounded, and a flame ignited in his chest.

As the saying goes, "There is no second place in martial arts." Those who practice martial arts naturally have a competitive spirit.

His once barren heart was stirred by these two people's few words, which rekindled his long-dormant ambition!
Le Zhiyang cupped his hands and said, "Since you two gentlemen think so highly of me, this junior will gladly accompany you."

"it is good!"

Ren Shaoyang clapped his hands and laughed, "It's just a pity that such a glorious battle was not witnessed by anyone, and it has become a swan song."

“Mr. Ren, you are mistaken,” Liang Siqin said with a smile. “Back then, Ling Daoren and Shi Yinshen had a duel in the Chenghuang Temple, which was unknown to outsiders. This was because true masters disdain empty fame and are indifferent to victory or defeat. They only discuss the Dao through martial arts and know the joys and sorrows of life themselves.”

He looked intently at the white-robed man, "On Mount Tai, our battle between the three of us was not about victory or defeat, life or death. So what if the martial world doesn't know about it?"

Le Zhiyang paused for a moment, then sighed, "Sir, you've thought of everything!"

"You two are absolutely right."

Upon hearing Ren Shaoyang's words, Liang Siqin asked, "Oh? Please enlighten me, Mr. Ren."

"What you're saying is nothing more than 'the sage has no name,' isn't it?"

"Yes."

“Ha, fame is indeed illusory, it doesn’t add any power to the owner.” Ren Shaoyang smiled with his hands behind his back. “But it is also real, those who know how to use it can amplify the power in their hands a thousand times over.”

Le Zhiyang's eyes lit up, and he smiled, "Mr. Ren means to do whatever you want?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "It is also possible to control all things."

Le Zhiyang laughed heartily, as if all his ailments had vanished, and his expression was radiant: "Thank you for your guidance, sir!"

"It's getting late!" Liang Siqin glanced at the sky. "Gentlemen, shall we begin?"

"Can!"

"Sir please!"

Ren Shaoyang chuckled softly, his slender, dark eyebrows suddenly arching, and an immense potential surged from him.

"Such powerful force!" Le Zhiyang took a step back and flicked his finger into the air.

In an instant, the two streams of true energy clashed in mid-air, creating a whirlwind.

Liang Siqin's clothes and hair fluttered as he casually brushed them aside, creating a whirlwind around him. He laughed and said, "Le Zhiyang, what kind of trick is this?"

Le Zhiyang said, "Heaven and Earth One Finger!"

Liang Siqin nodded and looked at the white-robed man: "Mr. Ren, your 'Great Vajra Divine Power' is indeed formidable, no less than that of your great-uncle Peanut."

Ren Shaoyang asked, "Has Peanut Master been to the East Island?" He flipped his left palm over, meeting Le Zhiyang's finger.

Le Zhiyang's expression changed, and he threw a punch at his face.

Ren Shaoyang casually flicked his wrist, intending to move the incoming fist aside, but unexpectedly, Le Zhiyang moved his finger.

Instantly, Ren Shaoyang's blood and qi surged and rebelled, and his strength was reduced by three-tenths out of thin air.

Seeing this, Yue Zhiyang changed his fist into a finger, and a sharp force shot out, piercing his left shoulder. It was the "Heavenly Harp" move from the "Wonderful Music and Flying Spirit Scripture".

Ren Shaoyang, instead of being angry, was delighted by the middle finger and shouted, "There are very few people in the world who can hurt me. You really haven't disappointed me!"

The supernatural power was activated in response, and the "Great Vajra Divine Power" surged out of his body.

"Buzz!"

Le Zhiyang immediately retreated, but the true energy in front of him was still powerful and vast. He knew that if he were hit, his brains would probably splatter instantly. So he used "Lingfei".

He moved all ten fingers in unison, as if playing a zither or manipulating a puppet, and in just a few strokes, he managed to draw the true energy from a distance and tame it.

"Great!" Liang Siqin exclaimed, his body seemingly made of clay, rising straight up and down, soaring into the air. "Uncle Peanut often comes to the island, so of course I've met him. He always thinks of you!"

Just as he was speaking, the unparalleled power of the Eight-Legged Essay suddenly erupted, with the force of an earthquake and the wind and clouds shifting and changing.

The Six Void Flow Technique is a near-cultivation technique created by Liang Xiao. It is based on eight natural forces: heaven, earth, mountain, marsh, wind, thunder, water, and fire, and controls all things through the "Way of Harmony".

After mastering this martial art, one can achieve whatever one desires without practicing, possess eight streams of true energy, and refine countless supernatural powers.

It is called "Zhouliu Bajin".

Even more formidable is that, in addition to its external striking power to destroy all things, the Zhouliu Liuxu Gong can also internally control an opponent's skills and break their body.

The monk Yu, who had passed on his skills to Ren Shaoyang, was the one who had his "Great Vajra Divine Power" broken by Wan Guizang, the Lord of the West City, two hundred years later, in just three moves.

At that time, the monk Yu had reached a state of perfect stillness, impervious to all evil, yet he was still no match for Wan Guizang, which shows the power of the "Circulating Six Voids Technique".

Now, Ren Shaoyang is facing Liang Siqin, who is even more powerful than Wan Guicang and is the number one in the world of Fengge martial arts!
Faced with the combined onslaught of eight forces, a raging torrent that shook the heavens and the earth.

Ren Shaoyang dared not be careless. He suddenly threw out both fists. The "Divine Fist" seemed to strike the sky like a drum. With a loud thud, it was like ten thousand horses galloping. Everyone who heard it was shocked.

Originally, Liang Siqin's eight powers were unleashed simultaneously, and the "Great Vajra Divine Power" was almost dissipated upon encountering it. But who knew that as soon as the "Heavenly Melody" rang out, his power instantly returned to normal, even gaining three more points of strength. As the saying goes, before the first layer dissipated, the second layer arrived.

The Great Vajra's divine power and the Eight Flowing Forces tore back and forth, and the air immediately made a "hissing" sound.

boom!
A loud bang sent a whirlwind through the air, and the two men's clothes were billowing out as they each took a few steps back.

Liang Siqin coughed and exclaimed, "Mr. Ren's musical prowess has actually pushed the 'Great Vajra Divine Power' to new heights, which truly delights me!"

When Ren Shaoyang struck in mid-air just now, the force of the energy shook his internal organs, making it difficult for him to catch his breath and causing him to feel short of breath.

This was a situation Liang Siqin had never encountered before. He had been invincible all his life, and if it weren't for the calamity he was facing, no one could even get close to him.

But now, Ren Jianshen injured him without even using the "Divine Sword" Dragon Capture, which is truly astonishing!
Ren Shaoyang laughed loudly, "Little Liang, tell me what the little monk Peanut said about me?" Suddenly, his sleeve swept out, drawing an arc, and met Le Zhiyang's hands.

Liang Siqin smiled and said with his hands in his sleeves, "Uncle Peanut always says that you are putting the cart before the horse and taking advantage of yourself."

"Really? But isn't this also part of the cause and effect chain?"

"He and his grandfather often talked about you behind your back, but they also admired you and eventually admitted that it was a 'link of cause and effect'."

Ren Shaoyang laughed heartily: "As expected of a peanut, worthy of being the highest achiever of my 'Vajra Sect' lineage!" As he spoke, he flicked his wrist again.

Le Zhiyang spun around wildly, his hands flailing wildly, dodging and restraining others as he shouted, "Mr. Ren, how can your Buddhist kung fu be so ferocious and mad?"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "The Nine Yang Divine Skill is astonishing to the world, and the Yi Jin Jing is the ultimate martial art." With a sway, he appeared in front of Le Zhiyang, his arm trembling as he struck out with a palm.

Two snaps.

Liang Siqin grabbed one hand, while Le Zhiyang gripped the other arm tightly.

Liang Siqin frowned and said, "Yi Jin Jing? Isn't that a Taoist martial art?"

Le Zhiyang was also puzzled and said, "Yes, and why does Buddhism need to 'rule the world'?"

"The same rice feeds a hundred different people. The circumstances of Buddhism are different, so naturally the paths are different." Ren Shaoyang laughed loudly, his whole body suddenly turning white!
Countless white wisps of smoke dissipated, and a strange phenomenon suddenly arose in his palm, absorbing all the power exerted by the two individuals.

Liang Siqin and Le Zhiyang, unaware of the profound power of the sixth cycle of the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic), suddenly felt their arms as soft as cotton and could no longer hold on.

Startled, the true energy within the two surged outwards like a tidal wave, and they were unable to contain it.

"Be careful!"

Ren Shaoyang shouted, and his body suddenly turned blue as he unleashed a blue-level palm strike that hit the two men in the chest!
This palm strike was extremely solid, with a force several times stronger than usual, causing the two men to be overwhelmed and feel a tightness in their chests as they flew backward.

Then Liang Siqin let out a deep shout, flicked his sleeve, and spat out a thin silver thread that suddenly burst out in all directions, turning into thousands of water arrows that swept back towards Ren Shaoyang.

Le Zhiyang couldn't help but marvel at it.

He had fought against the masters of the Eight Divisions of the Western City many times and knew that the Eight Forces of Zhouyou needed to be transmitted through objects in order to show their power. However, this silver thread was clearly the "Zhouyou Water Force", which burst out and turned into thousands of water arrows.

This is no longer a chicken-and-egg problem, but a reversal of cause and effect, a magical technique that generates water from true qi!

Ren Shaoyang smiled, then suddenly his movements quickened, transforming him into a black lightning bolt that crashed into the water.

This was like throwing a red-hot iron block into cold water; with a hiss, all the tiny water droplets turned into mist.

bass!
A resounding sword cry echoed, the mist parted on both sides, and a dark sword shadow suddenly appeared.

Liang Siqin's expression changed: "The Divine Sword Captures the Dragon!"

"Divine Sword" Captures Dragon?
Although Yue Zhiyang felt a chill, he was unaware of the divine sword's power and continued to focus intently on its front.

"Oh no! Behind us, behind us!"

Upon hearing this, Le Zhiyang panicked. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a black sword blade flying through the air, its blades opening and closing like a venomous snake, aiming to stab at his back!

No!

What kind of sword is this?

What the hell is the difference between this and a whip?

Le Zhiyang mentally complained, but in order to protect himself, he quickly raised his hands, his ten fingers flicking and pressing, rising and falling like lightning. A powerful energy ball swirled around his fingertips, enveloping his entire body.

To be honest, Le Zhiyang's internal energy is so profound that it is rare in the world, even surpassing the strength of copper walls and iron walls.

The "Divine Sword" that captures the dragon is a wondrous sword of heaven and earth, and can be called an unparalleled divine weapon in any martial arts world.

Its sharpness is unparalleled, and it can pierce through anything.

Furthermore, the sword is imbued with "Canhe Sword Qi". With the two combined, splitting mountains and seas is a piece of cake!

laugh!
With a soft sound, Le Zhiyang felt a sharp pain in his back, his flesh mangled and bleeding, and he cried out. He twisted his waist, leaped several feet to the side, landed on the ground, and staggered backward.

After they had created a distance of about ten feet, they turned around, looked up, and were immediately taken aback.

Ren Shaoyang stood in mid-air, his clothes fluttering, black mist rising around him, eight sword blades extending and retracting, his eyes lowered indifferently, like a ghost or god.

"This, this is how you capture a dragon? Cough cough cough"

Just as Le Zhiyang was about to complain, he suddenly felt a tightness and pain in his chest, making it difficult to exert any strength, and he coughed repeatedly.

In a flash, Liang Siqin suddenly appeared beside him and casually patted his shoulder.

A surge of heat washed over his body, and Le Zhiyang coughed up a mouthful of black blood, cracking a small hole in the ground, but he felt much better.

"Mr. Liang, thank you!" Le Zhiyang said gratefully.

Liang Siqin stared intently at the white robe in the sky and said in a deep voice, "Le Zhiyang, you must be extremely careful! My grandfather once said that Ren Jianshen's swordsmanship is invincible, and his supernatural abilities are unpredictable and ruthless, far beyond what ordinary people can imagine. More importantly, he also has a habit."

"Habit?" Le Zhiyang asked doubtfully. "What habit?"

Liang Siqin did not answer, but looked at Ren Shaoyang instead.

Ren Shaoyang looked on with interest and asked with a smile, "Tell me about it, I'd love to hear it."

“Grandfather often said,” Liang Siqin laughed, “that guy Ren Jianshen is the biggest hoarder of things!”

He straightened up and slapped out with a whoosh.

“Hmm, the words may be rough, but the meaning is sound.” Ren Shaoyang raised an eyebrow: “Liang Xiao still understands me so well.”

(End of this chapter)