All Heavens: Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts Starting from the Republic of China

"Mastery of internal energy... truly formidable."

Fu Ze was panting heavily, his voice weak.

"However, killing me won't be that easy!"

After saying that, he once again assumed a boxing stance, looking ready to fight to the death.

Zhou Xie laughed heartily.

"Still being stubborn even when you're about to die? Fine, I'll grant your wish!"

He strode forward and struck out with both palms in quick succession, the palm shadows overlapping like a flurry of snowflakes, enveloping Fu Ze!

This set is a representative of the continuous attacks in Baguazhang, called "Bagua Piercing Palm" or "Three Piercing Palm".

It uses a series of three moves—upward-facing palm, downward-facing palm, and vertical palm—with force generated from the fingertips, combining thrusting and stabbing, targeting vital points such as the eyes, throat, solar plexus, and armpits, one move after another, in a continuous and uninterrupted manner.

It was as if three sharp knives were constantly stabbing and slashing at the opponent.

As the boxing proverb says: "Three consecutive strikes, as swift as lightning!"

Faced with the deadly moves unleashed by a master of internal energy, Fu Ze was overwhelmed and in a sorry state. He could only dodge and dared not parry!

I was accidentally hit in the chest.

puff!

His clothes were instantly shattered by the force, leaving a bloody mark, dripping with blood.

He also had to distribute his strength throughout his body to protect his vital points. Although he was hit by Zhou Xie, it wasn't too serious.

On the surface, Fu Ze wore a horrified expression, feigning defeat, but secretly he reached into his robes with his right hand and grasped a yellow talisman...

We'll have to give this guy a good beating later!

While Zhou Xie was chasing after Fu Ze, a battle had already broken out on the other side of the dilapidated temple!

"Go! Tear them to pieces!"

With a sharp shriek, Gui Daozi shook the copper bell in his hand wildly, making a piercing "ding-a-ling" sound.

The two white zombies' eyes gleamed with green light, their fangs bared, and they leaped and pounced towards Mr. Liao, one on the left and one on the right!

"You beast, cease your arrogance!" Li Junfeng roared.

His blood and qi surged, his muscles and bones resonated, and he unleashed a punch using the Tiger Form from the Twelve Forms of Xingyi.

The force of the punch surged, deep and resonant like a tiger's roar!

It really looked like a huge tiger with piercing eyes and a white forehead, rushing out of the mountains and forests to destroy the zombies that were plaguing the world.

"Bang!"

The white zombie was sent flying backward by Li Junfeng's Tiger Form attack, crashing into a pillar of the dilapidated temple with a dull thud.

But the next moment, it swayed and stood up, its clothes on its chest torn, revealing the dark blue flesh underneath, leaving only a shallow fist mark!

You should know that Li Junfeng is a master of martial arts who has reached the highest level of skill.

A punch delivered with full force can shatter even a large rock into pieces.

However, the zombie only stood up after being knocked away and swaying.

[The body of the white-skinned zombie is as hard as refined iron!]

Li Junfeng's expression changed slightly.

Although he had heard of zombies before, this was indeed the first time he had ever encountered one.

I never expected it to be so hard!

He had originally thought that a solid punch would at least create a hole in the monster.

Just as Li Junfeng was facing off against one of the white zombies, another white zombie bypassed him from the side and pounced straight at Mr. Liao!

"You fiend, take this!"

"A fierce wind rises, all malevolent energy is drawn away—bind!"

The old Taoist priest flicked his whisk, and a wisp of spiritual energy transformed into a silvery-white thread, like a large net, which enveloped the white zombie!

【Mysterious Silk Binding Demon Technique】!

The white zombie, bound tightly with silver threads, roared angrily.

It struggled frantically, its sharp nails tearing and cutting, the black corpse energy hissing as it actually snapped those strands of spiritual energy one by one!

"Fellow Daoist, I'm here to help you!"

Yu Mingzi also gave a low shout and joined the battle.

A yellow talisman in his hand burned, turning into a golden halo that crashed into the target!

"Golden light subdues demons—by the power of the law!"

This is... the Golden Light Divine Mantra!

The Golden Light Mantra is not the exclusive property of Longhu Mountain, the leader of the Taoist sect.

In fact, in the Daoist Canon, the Golden Light Mantra is one of the eight great divine mantras of Daoism. It is a universal spell used by all Daoist sects.

Of course, the degree of application and study of the Golden Light Mantra varies among different schools and lineages.

For example, in Longhu Mountain, the Golden Light Mantra is considered the most core basic skill, and is a must-learn for beginners. It is also the foundation and prerequisite for Longhu Mountain's thunder magic.

It is said that the golden light protects the body, making it impervious to all evil. The golden light can take form, and can be used for both offense and defense, its wondrous applications entirely at will!

In Maoshan, the Golden Light Mantra also has a lineage, but it is not a basic skill that every disciple must practice, nor is it a core technique. It belongs to the gatekeeper himself, and is something he can choose to learn or not.

Furthermore, the Maoshan "Golden Light Mantra" is mainly used to assist in opening altars, protecting oneself, summoning deities, and performing rituals, in conjunction with talismans and ritual implements. It belongs to the "application of magic" type.

Therefore, although the Golden Light Mantra of Longhu Mountain and Maoshan Mountain is completely identical in its scripture content, its uses are quite different. One is for in-depth cultivation, while the other is for broad practice.

Yu Mingzi belongs to the Luofu Mountain lineage and mainly cultivates the [Golden Light Mantra]!

Closer to home.

He then used a talisman to cast the Golden Light Spell, emitting a tangible golden light that struck the white zombie.

"Boom... Crack!"

Golden light fell on the white zombie's head, booming and flashing, dazzling in its brilliance, while a burnt smell permeated the air.

The white zombie let out a mournful howl, its former official hat shattered. Wisps of black smoke rose from its skull, and its movements suddenly slowed.

"Great spell! Great opportunity!"

A glint flashed in the old Taoist's eyes, and he immediately waved his whisk again, sending dozens of silver threads wrapping around the white zombie and binding it tightly!

The two Taoist priests joined forces, one attacking and the other trapping, and finally managed to temporarily suppress the white zombie!

This does not mean that they are weaker than Li Junfeng.

However, in a confined space, and with the opponent being a zombie, a type of ghost with a strong physique, the sorcerer was indeed not as adept at fighting as Li Junfeng, a martial artist at the Transformation Realm.

Another white zombie lunged at Li Junfeng again.

The white zombie struck by the Golden Light Spell, though injured, had not lost its fighting ability and was frantically tearing at the silver threads on its body, ready to break free at any moment!

"This white zombie is more troublesome than I imagined!"

The old Taoist priest was sweating profusely, his spiritual energy rapidly depleting.

His silver threads, the demon-binding technique, are maintained by spiritual power.

The owner of the two white zombies, Gui Daozi, hid in a corner in the distance, shaking a copper bell to control the zombies while sneering in a sinister way.

He stood in an extremely cunning position, in a corner, while simultaneously keeping the two white zombies blocking his way, giving no one a chance to get close.

So the young gunman who was covering the area held a pistol in each hand, and the muzzles of the guns kept moving, but he could never completely lock onto Gui Daozi.

"Damn it! That old devil is too cunning!"

The young gunman cursed inwardly.

Although his marksmanship was accurate, Gui Daozi was short and hiding behind the zombies, so he couldn't find a suitable shooting angle.

unless……

He forced the guns open, shooting the zombies along with them.

But the bodies of those two white zombies were as hard as refined iron, and ordinary bullets could not penetrate them at all, which would only waste ammunition!

The young gunman took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

His gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, fixed intently on Gui Daozi's every move.

wait.

We must wait for a foolproof opportunity!

If Guidaozi reveals even the slightest flaw, his bullets will mercilessly pierce through the opponent's head!

Meanwhile, the battle on Fu Ze's side had reached its most critical juncture.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Zhou Xie's palm strikes were relentless, like a storm, forcing Fu Ze to retreat repeatedly.

His left shoulder was grazed again, a small piece of skin and flesh was cut off, and blood stained his clothes.

Baguazhang originated from swordsmanship.

Shedding the knife for the palm.

When a master of internal energy (化劲) uses their skills, their palm techniques are as sharp as knives, no different from wielding two real, sharp knives.

It was like being slashed by a sharp knife, instantly tearing the skin and flesh.

Fu Ze was not seriously injured, which means he is already very skilled in martial arts.

But in the end, he was cornered by Zhou Xie.

With his back against the wall, Fu Ze had nowhere to retreat.

"Boy, your life ends here."

Zhou Xie grinned maliciously, raised his right palm high, and slammed it down towards Fu Ze's chest!

This is the "Heart-Piercing Palm".

If the shot hits, Fu Ze's heart will be shattered instantly, beyond saving even by a god!

A flicker of panic crossed Fu Ze's eyes—of course, it was feigned.

His right hand had already been quietly pulled out of his pocket, with a yellow talisman between his fingertips, and spiritual energy was instantly poured into it!

Now is the time!

Zhou Xie slammed his palm down, about to strike Fu Ze in the chest!

However, in that very instant—

Fu Ze's previously panicked gaze suddenly turned icy cold!

A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"Sorry, you fell for it."

The yellow talisman in his hand suddenly burst into flames, and a pale red flame burst forth from Fu Ze's palm, carrying a scorching heat that rushed straight towards Zhou Xie's face!

【Maoshan Southern Altar Evil-Repelling Divine Fire Incantation】!

Zero distance!

Close-range bombardment!

"What?!"

Zhou Xie's expression changed drastically, and his pupils contracted sharply!

He never expected that this young martial artist with internal strength who had always been suppressed by him was actually a Taoist sorcerer!

Moreover, this flame came so suddenly and so swiftly that there was absolutely no way to avoid it!

Even with Zhou Xie's reaction speed and mastery of internal energy, he couldn't avoid it.

Too close!

"boom--!!!"

The scorching flames struck Zhou Xie's face, hitting him squarely.

"Ah!!! My eyes!"

Zhou Xie let out a piercing scream.

But his offensive did not completely stop.

After all, his palm was already very close to Fu Ze, and he continued to strike forward out of instinct and inertia.

Even though he was hit by a fire spell at point-blank range, and even though his speed and power were somewhat weakened, Fu Ze still couldn't dodge it at that final distance.

"Damn it, I don't believe you can really kill me with that one slap!"

Fu Ze also became ruthless.

I've already won!

As long as you don't get killed by this palm strike, you've won.

He gasped for breath, his eyes wide with rage, and the surroundings seemed to suddenly fall silent. Even Zhou Xie's slapping hand seemed to move in slow motion.

ha!!!

Fu Ze exhaled, uttering the "ha" syllable from the phrase "hum ha er qi"!

The blood and qi in his body surged, and the hair on his skin stood up instantly, raising goosebumps, like a wild beast with its fur standing on end.

He clenched his fists and flipped them outwards, colliding with Zhou Xie's palms.

This is the "Vajra Strike the Pillar" from the "Vajra Eight Forms" of Bajiquan, a direct confrontation with a master of neutralizing force!

boom!

It sounded like two mad buffaloes colliding, producing a dull, teeth-grinding sound.

At the same time, at the point where their fists and palms met, glistening beads of sweat flashed by like silver threads.

This is the truth and true nature of "Jin" (internal strength) in Chinese martial arts.

It is the body's qi, blood, and heat that are released through sweat, carrying energy with them.

Fu Ze's back was already pressed against the wall.

This time, he was still sent flying.

He crashed through the wall and landed amidst the rubble.

Fu Ze looked at his hands, which were swollen and red, and his bones ached slightly.

"As expected, a martial artist at the Transformation Realm is much stronger than I am now! I had already covered my fist with several layers of spiritual energy, but his force still managed to penetrate some of it, causing a slight bone fracture."

He stood up from the rubble and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The injury was neither minor nor serious.

And Zhou Xie...

"Ah! My eyes, you damned little brat. I'll kill you, I'll definitely kill you! I'll tear you to pieces, I'll skin you alive!"

He was like a wounded beast, roaring hysterically.

His entire face was burned to a charred black, and his eyes were completely blind. Blackish-yellow liquid flowed from his eye sockets, clinging to his charcoal-like face.

There's also a strange, barbecued meat smell.

Anyway, just looking at its face, it no longer looks like a human, but more like some kind of terrifying ghost.

"Bro, you've been waiting with two guns for so long, and haven't fired a single shot. Why don't you just fire one now?!"

Fu Ze loudly reminded the young gunman.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

Just now, because Zhou Xie was a master of internal energy, his movements were incredibly fast, making it difficult for bullets to hit him in the confined space and chaotic environment. Therefore, the young gunman focused his attention primarily on Gui Daozi, who was controlling the zombies.

But now, a highly regarded, blind master of internal energy...

Even if Fu Ze hadn't said anything, he would have already realized it.

Before he finished speaking, he had already fired a shot at Zhou Xie.

bang bang bang...

The young gunman's firing speed was indeed incredibly fast.

Almost instantly, he emptied the magazines of the two guns in his hands.

"No!!!"

Ghost Daozi's eyes widened in horror, and he quickly tried to control a white zombie to help block the bullets.

But it was too late!

Zhou Xie's body was already riddled with bloody holes.

It's a bullet hole.

The young gunman gave Zhou Xie all the bullets from his two guns and two magazines.

"You, I...I..."

thump!

Zhou Xie fell backward, face up.

Blood quickly flowed all over the ground, beneath him like a blooming blood-red lotus.

Although the vitality of a master of internal energy is extremely strong, several times that of an ordinary person, two or three bullets can easily take damage to non-lethal parts of the body, as the muscles can suppress the bullets.

But once they've emptied two magazines of ammo, there's nothing they can do!

What's more, Fu Ze also used a very aggressive spell to attack him at close range.

I was just hit in the face by a spell, and then I was hit by a hail of bullets.

So, he died.

Zhou Xie, a master of martial arts who committed numerous evil deeds, died in a dilapidated temple on Huangshan Mountain during a storm.

With Zhou Xie dead, Gui Daozi was suddenly left alone and unable to hold on, so he immediately planned to flee...