Playing with fantasy beasts in the martial arts world

Chapter 81 Facing a Powerful Enemy Alone
"This should be Chai Yuguan, the King of Joy!" Cha Nan thought to himself. However, he didn't have much time to pay attention to the core battlefield between Yang Guo and Chai Yuguan, and between Shui Mu Yin Ji and the unknown youth, because there were also experts coming towards Cha Nan.

A tall, thin monk, carrying a long, narrow scimitar, with large, bright eyes, approached Cha Nan. He was likely a disciple of the Blood Blade Sect.

He didn't take Cha Nan Tai seriously, and without saying a word, he came up and slashed with his knife. The blade was sharp and fierce, and if one was not careful, he would be disemboweled.

Cha Nan has fought several tough battles. Although he has not traveled much in the martial arts world, he can no longer be considered a complete novice. Facing the fierce blade light, he used the movement techniques taught by Yang Guo with agile footwork. Instead of fighting back, he looked for the monk's weakness.

The monk unleashed seven slashes, all of which Cha Nan narrowly dodged. He knew this wasn't luck, but rather Cha Nan's extraordinary agility. Finally, he spoke, "You little thief! You only know how to use slippery tricks, but you don't even have a bone in your body?"

Cha Nan didn't answer, she just kept dodging the question.

Just kidding. The essence of movement techniques is fluidity. Before you've mastered them, if you suddenly start talking and disrupt the rhythm while using movement techniques, even the most beautiful movement techniques will suddenly lose their power and become full of flaws.

Seeing that Cha Nan did not answer, the monk continued to swing his knife, but this time the movements were larger and the moves were more fierce and powerful, with many sweeping and slashing motions added. This would maximize the attack range and reduce Cha Nan's space to move, forcing him step by step towards the burning fire.

Cha Nan wasn't entirely passive; with a thought, the wolf appeared and pounced on the monk.

The monk was startled, not knowing when such a large wolf had suddenly appeared. He instinctively swung his knife to defend himself, but the wolf vanished without a trace in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a faint dragon's roar could be heard.

"Oh no!" The monk's heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly sheathed his knife and tried to defend himself, but it was too late.

Although Cha Nan's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms was not very skillful, and he had not even shown 30% of the power of this palm technique, it was still a palm technique that was expected to be the best in the metal-type martial arts world. When this palm was struck, a gale swept over the monk's face, like a giant dragon swinging its tail, and slammed heavily into the monk's face.

The monk screamed and then fell to the ground, his face covered in blood.

"Junior Brother Baoxiang!"

"The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms? You're Guo Jing's disciple?"

"If that's the case, then it's worth my time to take action!"

Amidst the flames, thick smoke, and fog, a tall, robust Tibetan monk with a full beard and wielding a thick, long golden pestle charged toward Cha Nan like a wild bull.

"Darba!?" Cha Nan immediately guessed who the newcomer was.

This person should be Darba, the second disciple of the Golden Wheel Monk. Like his master, he learned the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill and his strength was extremely amazing. However, his skill was naturally not as profound as his master, the Golden Wheel Monk. Although Cha Nan's skill was far inferior to his, he could still fight!
Moo!
The Blazing Bull, whose health wasn't fully restored but had recovered by more than half, was released again by Cha Nan.

This time, it's no longer a crispy shell.

Darba slammed his pestle down on the head of the Blazing Bull, sending sparks flying in all directions.

Niu Niu tossed his head and charged forward without any hesitation.

The Darba man, suspended in mid-air, descended with the force of a thousand-pound drop. Instead of directly attacking Cha Nan, the beast tamer, he landed on the back of the Blazing Bull. Ignoring the scorching heat, he grabbed the bull's horns with both hands, attempting to forcefully subdue the truck-sized Blazing Bull.

And then we saw that the monk's muscles all over his body exploded, gathering into a terrifying brute force like a dragon or an elephant, which actually pressed the ox's head down.

Enraged, Niu Niu jumped up and crashed headfirst into a wall of fire, where he and the monk rolled together in the flames.

"Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, is it really that ruthless?" Cha Nan admitted that he was incredibly tempted. He wondered if combining the Iron Fist Ape with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill would be a viable option!

Legend has it that when the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill is cultivated to the tenth level, a casual strike can have the force of a thousand catties. One catty in the Song Dynasty is roughly equivalent to 1.2 catties in modern times. Even so, it seems to be only 1,200 catties.

However, Mike Tyson's punch has a force of about 500 to 800 kilograms... If you calculate it that way, it seems that even the Golden Wheel Monk is not as powerful as Tyson. If Tyson punches me, even the Mongolian National Master will fall into a sweet sleep.

However, this conversion ignores the bonus effect of internal force, as well as the bonuses from martial arts power and technique.

Although the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill can be learned even by the most foolish, it is not a barbaric martial art. Those who can master it to a high level are all martial arts prodigies.

The dragon and the elephant represent strength, while Prajna represents wisdom. Only by harnessing wisdom to control strength can one unleash that strength to its fullest potential.

"Your strange bull is entangled with Master Darba. I wonder if you have any means to defend yourself now?" A voice interrupted Cha Nan's distraction, and at the same time, the protective value of the shield Cha Nan was wearing dropped significantly.

Fortunately, the shield made with the mythical beast technology can automatically regenerate armor value if there is no continuous attack. The armor value that Cha Nansheng lost from the impact of several arrows has been fully restored. Otherwise, this sneak attack would have been enough to kill Cha Nansheng, and he had no choice but to revert to the previous save.

At this moment, a tall and thin Taoist priest appeared before Cha Nan.

However, just by looking at his luxurious clothes, one can tell that he is by no means a proper Taoist priest, but rather a person who uses the identity of a Taoist priest to cover up his pursuit of fame and fortune.

Why? Simply because the Taoist robe he wore was made of linen with silk, which was splendid and luxurious, and the Taoist crown was inlaid with a piece of crystal white jade, which shone brightly. Clearly, they were not ordinary.

Looking at the man again, he carried a long sword on his back, and seemed to have a transcendent air about him. He was about forty or fifty years old, and had a pure and refined aura. He did look like a Taoist master.

"Monks and Taoists... I've finally gathered them all!" Cha Nan thought to himself, and in a moment he changed his shield.

Although the shield can automatically regenerate armor value, at this juncture, it's best not to wait for it to regenerate on its own.

As for who this Taoist priest was... Cha Nan really couldn't guess.

Troublesome, but certain.

"What kind of kung fu is this? Could it be the legendary innate protective qi?" The Taoist looked at Cha Nan with a puzzled expression, his eyes filled with greed and desire.

Although martial arts masters can protect their bodies with true qi, that is something that is actively triggered. Only a small number of masters who cultivate innate protective divine skills can make their protective true qi move spontaneously, making them fearless of sneak attacks.

To those unaware of the underlying reasons, Cha Nan's shield appeared to be nothing more than protective qi.

"Want to know?"

“If you can withstand one of my hidden weapons without dodging, I will tell you,” Cha Nan said, taking out a Palu ball.

The Taoist priest looked at the green-glowing sphere in Cha Nan's hand and said, "Using glass as a vessel to conceal poison, this is not a hidden weapon, but poisoning."

"So cunning at such a young age, it seems your master isn't Guo Jing, but Huang Rong!"

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