Dog Brother transmigrates into Lin Pingzhi: The Tai Xuan Scripture suppresses all nations

Shi Potian looked solemn; this man was the most powerful master he had ever fought here.

His skill was unparalleled, and his claw techniques were sharp, unpredictable, and unprecedented.

He had not yet mastered the Arhat Subduing Demon Divine Skill, so he had to be extremely cautious when encountering such a master.

Before he could even think, the sharp, powerful claws were already upon Shi Potian. The chilling, domineering energy was like a cold wind from the depths of hell, biting and piercing to the bone, making his face sting.

Shi Potian could see clearly that the opponent's claws were faintly tinged with blue energy, indicating that they had reached the realm of transforming true qi into qi. No wonder they could grasp porcelain cups as easily as grasping tofu.

Holding the soft, boneless, and feverish Sunflower Girl in his arms, Shi Potian could no longer dodge in the face of such a powerful expert. He immediately tightened his embrace around Sunflower Girl and fully activated the Arhat Subduing Demon Divine Skill, causing his aura to surge.

The sunflower girl, who had gone mad and fallen into unconsciousness, seemed to sense something and couldn't help but groan.

It's called a single claw strike, but in reality, it's a series of claw shadows, exuding a menacing aura. Ordinary people can't even understand the changes in its moves before they're left with their heads bruised and battered.

With the Tai Xuan Scripture realm at his disposal, Shi Potian, anticipating the attack of the opponent's claw, activated the Silver Saddle Illuminating White Horse Divine Skill, his right hand plucking through the layers of claw shadows, his fingers moving like plucking a pipa.

Seeing that Shi Potian was no longer dodging and was going to fight him head-on, and was even holding a woman in his arms, the man in the straw hat felt a sense of being looked down upon. He was furious inside, but he just sneered and said:

"Young man, you are ignorant of your own limitations, actually fighting against your own divine claws with your bare hands. Even if the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique is truly invincible, it is useless without a sword in your hand."

Today I will show you what the ultimate martial arts in the world truly are.

Before he could finish speaking, Shi Potian precisely found his wrist amidst the myriad claw shadows, flicked it lightly with his fingertips, and casually flicked it.

His exquisite, powerful claw strike, capable of shattering gold and jade, involuntarily veered off course and missed its mark.

With a "hiss," five deep claw marks were scraped off the high platform floor by the sharp claw wind.

Shi Potian said, "Your claw technique is indeed powerful, but it cannot be considered a supreme martial art."

The man withdrew his right claw, his expression a mixture of shock and anger, and said, "Tai Chi? You're a Wudang disciple?"

He chuckled, "My Divine Claw technique doesn't count. Tai Chi may be wondrous, but does that make it the supreme martial art?"

The right claw retracted, and the left palm followed closely behind, striking out with a palm strike. This palm strike was silent, but the palm itself was tinged with a bluish aura.

"If you can withstand another blow from me, I'll spare this witch today."

The man in the straw hat was spurred into arrogance. Since mastering his divine skill, he never used a second move. If he claimed to be second, who would dare to claim to be first? Dongfang Bubai was nothing but a frog in a well.

Upon seeing the force of his palm strike, Shi Potian was startled: "Heart-Shattering Palm? You're a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect?"

He raised his right palm and went straight to meet the attack.

The man, enraged, laughed coldly: "A disciple of the Qingcheng Sect? Do you think Yu Canghai could withstand this palm strike, the culmination of twenty years of training?"

The two palms met silently.

"Yu Canghai really can't handle it, but I can," Shi Potian laughed.

Seeing Shi Potian raise his palm to meet the attack, and actually catch it, the man was stunned. How old was this kid? How could he withstand a palm strike from his life's worth of skill? He immediately channeled his inner energy.

The next moment, he sensed something was wrong.

Shi Potian, with the beauty in his arms, walked with an unsteady gait. He activated the Silver Saddle Illuminating White Horse Technique to its fullest extent. His body appeared still, but his inner energy surged like a river. He was completely different from how he had been when facing Yu Canghai and the three heroes of Jibei.

The mysterious man's Heart-Shattering Palm is a genuine, unparalleled palm technique. Its power is insidious and cunning; outwardly calm, it is capable of shattering the heart and liver.

Even a master of internal martial arts with protective divine skills can be penetrated by it, first attacking the heart meridian and then tearing apart the internal organs.

This palm technique is specifically designed to break through internal martial arts protective techniques.

Those who are infected often appear unharmed and die peacefully, but in reality, their heart meridians have been severed and their internal organs are rotten.

As soon as Shi Potian received the palm strike with his right hand, the insidious palm force clung to his Laogong acupoint like a maggot, trying to drill into it along the meridian.

That force was not only insidious and cunning, but also carried a chilling aura, as if it were not a palm strike, but a living venomous snake, creeping up his arm and straight to his heart.

The Arhat Subduing Demon Divine Skill truly lives up to its reputation as the pinnacle of Buddhist internal martial arts, capable of destroying all evil and poisonous techniques in the world. The Heart-Shattering Palm's power automatically activates a counterattack upon invasion.

This cold, venomous snake seemed to encounter the scorching summer sun, instantly becoming weak and limp. Before long, it disintegrated like ice and snow thrown into a furnace, hissing and melting away.

Shi Potian felt as if he had drunk fine wine. Don't be fooled by the man's vicious palm strikes; his internal energy is pure, profound, and vast, containing the most Yin energy in the world, making it truly one of the best internal energy in the world.

By refining just this one "poisonous snake internal force," the Arhat Subduing Demon Divine Skill has already benefited immensely.

Seeing his Heart-Shattering Palm strike vanish like a mud ox sinking into the sea, while the opponent's internal energy circulated continuously and ceaselessly, yin and yang harmonizing like a furnace, the man in the straw hat was terrified. He hurriedly withdrew his palm and retreated, exclaiming in surprise once more:

"Shaolin Yi Jin Jing? You're a Shaolin disciple?"

Shi Potian was taken aback. He thought to himself that his puppet kung fu, carved on a bunch of naked little figures, did look like a monk's kung fu. Could it really be Shaolin kung fu?

Only the old man of great sorrow knows the truth, but Shi Potian cannot answer this question.

Mother Wei and Qu Feiyan, who were still awake, laughed. How could this man in the straw hat be talking about Wudang and Shaolin at the same time? Would he say he was from the Sun Moon Sect later?

Shi Potian shook his head and said, "I am Lin Pingzhi from Fuwei Escort Agency. My martial arts skills are all passed down from my family."

This was the explanation that had been discussed with Mr. and Mrs. Lin Zhennan beforehand.

Seeing that Shi Potian had successfully neutralized his two great martial arts techniques, a claw and a palm strike, the man knew that with his martial arts skills and status, he should have stopped and retreated long ago. To continue would be beneath the dignity of a senior.

But this man was no ordinary江湖人士 (jianghu figures), and he was never bound by the rules of the江湖.

"Good, good, good. Talented people emerge in every generation, and the new waves of the Yangtze River push the old waves forward."

"I promise you, I'll let the woman in your arms go. But you'll have to take another hit from me."

Qu Feiyan angrily shouted from below the stage, "You, a senior expert, are shameless! You just said you'd stop after one more palm strike, and now you've struck again. Are you going to keep striking until you get a hundred more?"

The man paid no heed. Since he had said he would make another move, he would definitely make another move, and he would not be swayed by the words of others.

After saying that, he took a step forward and threw a punch.

The man in the straw hat took a step forward, and his aura suddenly surged. The previous cold and sharp aura disappeared, replaced by a powerful and fierce fist intent.

The punch was delivered with a powerful and heavy force, like an ancient divine mountain pressing down, and the air on the high platform seemed to solidify under the pressure of the punch.

"What a powerful and fierce punch!"

Shi Potian's heart skipped a beat. This punch was somewhat similar to a palm technique he had learned on Xia Ke Island, equally powerful and crushing like Mount Tai, except one was a fist and the other a palm.

What Shi Potian was referring to was the "Five Mountains Falling Lightly" palm technique he had used in the battle against Long Xiangzhu's men in Yuanzhou Prefecture.

Shi Potian dared not be careless and used all his strength to unleash the Silver Saddle Illuminating White Horse Divine Skill. He raised his right palm and met the attack with the "Five Mountains Fall as Light" palm technique.

Instantly, fists and palms clashed.

With a loud "boom".

The energy emanated from the high platform, like a whirlwind.

The man opened his eyes and his expression suddenly changed drastically.