A Long Grind to Daoist Monarch
Chapter 332 - 220: Master’s Martial Arts Aptitude, Legendary Black Tiger Steals the Heart (Part 3)
Arhat Hand, Silk Binding Strength, Dragon Palm, White Ape Skill, and Intent Mind Grasp each have their own ’form’. Through the mother framework of Intent Mind Grasp, you can comprehend the four major killer moves.
Wrath of the King, Yin-Yang Hammer, Rising Dragon Dao, Celestial Traverse.
As Chen Xing’s words dissipated, he suddenly pressed two fingers, gently applying them to the inverted water pattern on Bai Qi’s forehead.
The deeper understanding of the Five Grand Captures descended like a torrential rain, quietly soaking into the heart.
"So that’s how it is! Arhat Holding Pestle, Wrath of the King... Yin and Yang contending, the hammer like a millstone... Qi Blood burns out, ascending like a dragon... Grand aspiration as desired, Celestial Traverse in the clouds... Each piece of Superior Martial Arts, when deduced and merged, can be comprehended into a true skill level killer move!
No wonder the entrance requirement for Tongwen Hall is mastering the Five Grand Captures!
Previously, I only understood the ’surface’ but didn’t touch the ’core’.
If it weren’t for Master pointing it out, I might not have cracked the key points in years."
Bai Qi’s gaze brightened, the ink talisman trembled, and the various skills that were ’Arhat Hand’, ’Dragon Palm’, ’Silk Binding Strength’, ’White Ape Skill’ momentarily transformed, as if their essence condensed, and the true principles converged, slowly forming a golden fruit.
"What a promising pupil, capable of drawing inferences beyond the given and possessing exceptional understanding."
Chen Xing injected the mysteries of the Five Grand Captures into Bai Qi’s heart in a manner akin to ’filling the top’, and this promising grand-student comprehended and processed it almost instantly.
"Your master’s martial arts talent is such that once he grasps one thing, he understands everything, with no bottlenecks, hence he learns quickly and masters everything.
In this regard, you are somewhat similar to him."
Bai Qi momentarily set aside his great enlightenment and joyful excitement and suddenly asked:
"Then what is your martial arts talent, Master?"
He had also heard about the incident ten years ago when Chen Xing’s true skills foundation was utterly destroyed.
Yet, seeing this master today, there wasn’t that kind of sense of descent, like Uncle Dao, who was struck down from the peak and kept falling.
Could it be that he has already reforged the foundation of his true skills?
"As for me, my aptitude is nothing special, and my understanding is quite ordinary, except for one thing that is just passable."
Chen Xing smiled faintly, his hands behind his back slightly tightening, finally able to reveal his skills in front of his promising grand-student.
"I am good at dissolving martial arts, with quite a bit of ingenuity, able to turn the decaying into the miraculous."
What does that mean?
Bai Qi was puzzled.
"In the Hundred Rings Square, there was once a Martial Arts Hall called the Black Tiger Sect. Among the martial arts they taught, there was a move named ’Black Tiger Steals Heart’."
Chen Xing spoke in a calm tone, glancing at Bai Qi, who hadn’t yet grasped the meaning of his words. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
He slowly assumed a punching stance, his five fingers like hooks, seemingly lifting his claws as if demonstrating the technique to his promising grand-student.
Then, his robust body shook, like a great bell struck open, and surging Qi Blood burst forth like a vast furnace with its lid removed.
Thud!
A terrifying roar exploded like muffled thunder smashing into the lake, instantly erupting dozens of water columns.
Bai Qi’s eyes widened in shock, for he saw Master Chen Xing’s simple Black Tiger Steals Heart brutally tear through the void!
The blackened Celestial Curtain seemed ripped apart, releasing large patches of cloudy Qi, a series of Essence Smoke exclusive to martial artists appeared one after another!
"How dare those of little worth intrigue."
Chen Xing gazed into the distance, his eyes slightly cold, as if his aura locked onto a certain place.
His extended five fingers seemed to grip something, his palm closed, and tightly pinched.
A stream as thick as a giant log, rising twenty zhang high of Essence Smoke, instantly disintegrated.
"The legendary Black Tiger Steals Heart, capable of killing Four Cultivation Grandmasters?"