Republic of China Era: Entering the Dao through Divine Strike.

the reason is simple.

Because he has long arms.

He can reach others, but others can't reach him.

Hammering until halfway through.

Zheng Shanhe felt a slight tremor in his arm; he had already been kicked in the armpit.

This kick was as light and agile as the wind, seemingly effortless, like a willow branch gently swaying, yet a sharp, hot energy, like a needle, rushed into the arm.

For a moment, he couldn't bring himself to strike with his ape-shaped fist; his arm felt as if it had been electrocuted and involuntarily rose high into the air.

Moreover, there was an extremely strong yang force that struck the right side of the chest, directly targeting the internal organs.

"not good."

Zheng Shanhe, being experienced, slightly retracted his arms and immediately retreated.

At the same time, he endured the excruciating pain in his right arm, holding his hands as if they were precious treasures.

As you retreat, swing your arm and exert force.

boom……

Push both palms forward.

[The White Ape Offers Peaches]

This sudden interception and attack effectively blocked the opponent's pursuit, as if it were a prophetic move.

As he predicted, things turned out just as he expected.

Li Xin's body lurched backward and then rose again, like a spring contracting, and he flashed forward, slashing sideways, his palm already cutting into Li Xin's ribs.

At the same time, his chest and abdomen were also exposed to the "Offering Peaches" move of the Rolling Mountains and Rivers.

His palm cuts through the wind like a giant axe.

He only chopped halfway before withdrawing his palm strike.

Place both palms together on your lower abdomen...

The palms split to the left and right, dispersing the opponent's "Offering Peach Palm" technique.

The right foot that had been kicked up had already silently shoved down.

"what……"

Zheng Shanhe was half a step too slow this time.

He stepped back in advance, and just as he raised his foot, Li Xin shoved him.

click.

The left ankle was broken into a V-shape.

Overwhelmed by excruciating pain, Zheng Shanhe let out a deafening roar, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

"What kind of long-armed white ape is this? It's nothing special."

Li Xin sneered.

To race against yourself is to have never died.

He lunged forward, his upper body moving swiftly, his arms twisting to encircle Zheng Baiyuan's arms.

Crackling sounds followed one after another...

Two thick, long arms were instantly twisted into pretzels by Li Xin's fair, jade-like arms.

Gold thread wrapped around the wrist

The opponent's force, as powerful as a landslide, reverberated between his arms, but was completely neutralized by an extremely gentle force, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

Outsiders might only see a glimpse of the moves made by both sides.

However, the martial arts practitioners standing nearby could still see it clearly.

It seemed that every move Zheng Baiyuan made was calculated.

One moment they seem to have the upper hand, the next they feel like they're handing themselves over to be beaten.

Li Xin's feet were planted firmly on the ground...

Her upper body moved as lightly as swaying willow branches, seemingly without any effort. She danced gracefully, moving forward, backward, left, and right.

It has a strange and indescribable beauty.

But once he made his move, his hands and feet were like divine weapons; if they touched a hand, that hand would break.

If it touches your foot, your foot will break.

Zheng Baiyuan's powerful physique was rendered as soft as tofu under his fists and feet.

"Master."

The surrounding white ape disciples roared in grief.

They all rushed forward.

Just as they watched helplessly, Zheng Baiyuan, at the last moment, bent one knee and, enduring the excruciating pain of his broken ankle, suddenly launched an attack.

With a knee as sharp as a knife, he slashed upwards at Li Xin's groin.

The wind made a sound as it broke through.

Zheng Shanhe had mastered this move, "Monkey Stealing Peaches," to the core.

You can steal with your hands, and you can steal with your feet.

They can even steal knees and elbows.

Despite having his arms twisted and his ankles broken, he was still able to gather all his strength and deliver a powerful knee strike that sent ripples through the air in front of him, proving himself to be a master.

However, just as the knee was thrust out, the figure in front of him suddenly flickered and disappeared.

Li Xin used his waist as a pivot point to strike Zheng Shanhe's side and armpit, close to his knee.

The first move, "Looking Back at the Moon," involves the back of the hand striking out horizontally across Zheng Shanhe's Adam's apple.

Crack...

A crisp sound.

Zheng Shanhe's aged face immediately froze, his throat sunken and the back of his neck protruding.

His cervical spine was broken by Li Xin's reverse backbend punch.

His face turned bright red, his eyes widened, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud...

Judging from his condition, where he was only exhaling and not inhaling, he was clearly no longer alive.

"Even if I want to show respect, you'd better have the ability to do so."

Li Xin straightened up, a cold smile playing on his lips.

A gasp of surprise rippled through the crowd.

Looking at the tall, handsome young man standing in the middle of the street, everyone gasped in shock.

"died."

"He's dead."

"That was a master of Tongbei Quan, known as Zheng Baiyuan, one of the eighteen masters. He was killed so easily?"

"That was fast! Did you guys see what happened? How did they do it?"

A cacophony of voices reached my ears.

It seemed insignificant amidst the shouts and jeers.

But no matter how loudly the disciples shouted or how fast they rushed, it was ultimately too late.

"Another surge?"

Li Xin's expression was ambiguous, his eyes indifferent. He didn't pay much attention to the extremely angry white ape disciples, but instead stared at a few people who were silently and rapidly approaching.

A tall, thin man, as skinny as a skeleton, rushed in front of him with a few leaps.

He appeared completely normal, just like an ordinary white ape disciple, when suddenly he opened his arms and gently shook them.

hum...

Seven or eight arm shadows appeared.

They pounced down from both sides, covering the ground.

[Golden Rooster Shakes Its Feathers]

Li Xin had also mastered this Bagua boxing style to a high degree, deeply understanding its essence of lightness, agility, speed, and precision.

But he discovered that when the tall, thin man made his move, his hands were like tempered steel knives, producing a buzzing, sharp sound.

The force of the energy pierced through the air, causing a slight stinging pain on the skin.

Surprisingly fierce and powerful, the moves were different from others.

Moreover, as he slashed with both arms simultaneously, a chilling sensation rushed to his brow.

"So you're a disciple of Master Yin's family."

A true expert's skill is immediately apparent.

Just by observing a single movement from the opponent, Li Xin understood the man's martial arts style.

He slid backward as if he were stepping on butter.

Because there was another person coming from the side and behind, with their arms forming a circle, circling around.

This man was tall and had arms as thick as a bear's.

When coiled up, her arms were as soft as two ropes.

They act silently and stealthily.

The most ruthless was the last one.

The man was about forty years old. He had his head down and blended into the crowd, so nothing seemed amiss.

When he started fighting, his movements were as fast as a shadow.

He dashed left and right among the disciples, like a dragon soaring through the sky, and in a flash, he was on his left side.

Even though it looked far away, a palm had already landed on Li Xin's waist.

[Chicken shaking its feathers]

Phoenix Whirlpool

【Dragon Soars Through the Sky】

"What a grand display."

Three formidable masters of the Bagua School arrived right away.

Especially the middle-aged man who used the Dragon Form technique to launch a sneak attack; his eyes were firm and his moves were cold, crisp, and hard, even Li Xin felt somewhat threatened.

This man's skills were even comparable to Zheng Baiyuan's.

Its killing intent was so strong, and its attacks so ruthless, that it was even more powerful than those of the eighteen masters.

Clearly, he had killed quite a few people, and they were all highly skilled.

"Be careful."

Cheng Feiyan's expression changed drastically, and she cried out.

We're about to rush forward.

She hadn't noticed the three men before they made a move.

At this moment, with the cover of the disciples of the White Ape Martial Arts School, they rushed forward and suddenly attacked.

She recognized him as soon as he made the move.

……