Comprehensive Martial Arts: Relying on Pili Martial Arts to Achieve Dimensionality Reduction Attack

Chapter 522: Internal Fighting in the Sutra Library
With a stern palm, he attacked the Sutra Repository.

The palm was so powerful and mighty that it seemed as if it contained the strength of thousands of horses and tens of thousands of chariots, and then pressed down with a mighty force that was unstoppable. Even if the five mountain strongmen were here, they would not dare to confront it head-on.

The Shaolin monks were shocked when they saw this.

Although they intended to block the palm, the wind from the edge of the palm alone was enough to make them unable to move their legs, not to mention that they had already felt infinite fear in their hearts at this moment, and their own strength was even more vulnerable.

The monks who were standing in the front and had the clearest view immediately shouted, "Oh no! The Sutra Library is going to be destroyed..."

Of course the Sutra Repository will not be destroyed!
Because the Sweeping Monk has already taken action.

If this palm really fell, the Sutra Repository would certainly be destroyed, but the Sweeping Monk was right here. How could he watch this happen and remain unmoved?
Under the shocked gazes of the monks, the Sweeping Monk took a light step forward and instantly crossed the ten steps, walked out of the gate of the Sutra Library, and came to the center of the courtyard under the sunshine.

He raised his hand again, and instantly the energy surged throughout his body, and he seemed to have swelled half a circle. Then he clasped his middle finger with his right thumb, and all the energy gathered at his fingertips, turning into a beam of powerful finger force that shot out!

"It's the Flower Picking Finger!"

"Take some Arrancar!"

Several sharp-eyed monks of the Xuan generation immediately recognized the origin of this move, and figured out the principle of how to deal with it, and secretly applauded in their hearts.

"Brother Xuan Du, if it were you, could you break this move?"

Xuan Du was the monk who was most skilled in the Flower-Picking Finger technique in the Shaolin Temple. Upon hearing this, he just shook his head and said, “If I were the one facing this palm strike right now, I would probably just have to close my eyes and wait for death…”

The next moment, their voices were drowned out by the huge rumbling sound.

Bang——! ! !
The finger force and palm force collided in the air, and suddenly a violent shock broke out. The Qi force swept around with a devastating force. The Shaolin monks could not resist the remaining force and were shocked dozens of feet away.

As for the sweeping monk who personally blocked the attack, he was shocked and flew back into the Sutra Library, but he did not look as embarrassed as the other monks.

His expression remained calm, his body leaning back slightly, but the tips of the pair of monk shoes on his feet were firmly gripping the ground, even leaving two shallow scratches on the ground.

This is clearly a way to use the force to return to the Sutra Library!

"Do you want to hide in there and not come out?"

Seeing this, Lu Ping laughed again: "Haven't you heard that 'when the nest is overturned, how can the eggs remain intact'?"

"If the Sutra Library is destroyed, where can you hide?"

After he finished speaking, he pushed him out without further ado.

This palm strike was more powerful, stronger, and faster than the previous one, but its size was much smaller, and the strength it condensed was only the size of an ordinary palm.

Compared with the previous move which was grand and majestic, this palm was restrained but not dispersed, concentrating all the strength within seven inches of the palm, like a compressed air cannonball.

The palm force came later but arrived first, like a maggot attached to a bone or a shadow following a body, tightly locking onto the figure of the Sweeping Monk, and quickly passed through the door of the Sutra Repository and came into the room.

Before the Sweeping Monk could stand firmly on his feet, the palm had already arrived in front of him.

The distance is so close that there is no time to use the Flower-Picking Finger!
The monks outside all stared with their eyes wide open, staring at the Sweeping Monk's every move, not daring to make any mistakes. They really wanted to know how the nameless old monk in front of them would take this move.

While looking forward to it, the monks were secretly groaning in their hearts.

'The momentum of this palm strike seems much weaker than before, but its power is no less. If the old monk sweeping the floor were to take the blow in the Sutra Library, wouldn't the scriptures in the library be in danger?'

I was distracted for a moment and suddenly there was a loud thunder in my ears.

The monks suddenly woke up, looked carefully, and were stunned, because Lu Ping's palm was broken inexplicably!

The palm force dissipated, and the remaining force spread out in all directions. A strong wind swept across the surroundings, directly knocking down the nearest rows of bookshelves, and the scriptures on the shelves were scattered all over the floor.

Well, I don't know when I'll finish cleaning up...

But at this moment, the monks had no mind to think about this matter.

Anyway, matters like packing up the scriptures should be handled by the younger generation in the temple, and there is no need for the uncles of the Xuan generation to do it themselves.

"What happened? How did the sweeping monk neutralize this palm strike? Did any of you brothers see it clearly?"

Several old monks shook their heads: "There is absolutely no clue! He clearly did not make any movements..."

At this time, Xuansheng, who had the sharpest eyesight, shouted, "No, it's not that the old monk didn't make any moves, it's just that his moves were hidden in his sleeves, so we couldn't see them."

The other monks suddenly understood what was going on when they heard this. Thinking back to the fluctuations just now, they understood how the Sweeping Monk had broken the move. "It turned out to be the Formless Tribulation Finger."

The Formless Robbery Finger is formless and invisible, and is also one of the 72 Shaolin unique skills.

Lu Ping had seen Jiumozhi as an envoy when he was in Tianlong Temple, so he naturally recognized him.

"Not bad, not bad... come again!"

With a loud shout, his whole body turned into a gust of wind and blew into the Sutra Repository. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the Sweeping Monk. He quickly raised his right hand and pointed, piercing the vital points on the Sweeping Monk's body.

The Sweeping Monk naturally would not surrender, and quickly raised his hand to respond.

"I have been practicing in seclusion here for many years. Why is this layman so aggressive?"

While he was talking, his hands were moving at not slow at all. He clenched his right fist and stretched it straight out. The move seemed ordinary, but in fact, the fist contained strong internal strength. A simple punch was enough to smash a thousand-pound rock.

Everyone recognized that this was the Arhat Fist among the 72 unique skills.

The Arhat Fist and the Vajra Palm are two sets of Kung Fu that are widely spread in the martial arts world, and many people in the martial arts world can show off a trick or two. But in the final analysis, these two punches and palms are just the entry-level martial arts of the Shaolin Temple, and their upper limit is quite limited.

All the Shaolin monks had never expected that the old monk who swept the floor before them could actually practice the most common Luohan Fist to such a high level, and they were all shocked.

Lu Ping dodged the punch with his body to the side, and chuckled: "It's not that I'm aggressive, I've just been quiet for too long and got bored, so I wanted to find someone to practice with, but unfortunately there aren't many people in the martial arts world who are qualified to be my opponents."

"Old monk, you don't want me to beat up all the monks in Shaolin Temple, do you?"

"When the young ones are in trouble, of course you, the old one, have to come out to stop them!"

The wind from the fist blew up Lu Ping's hair, but it didn't break even a single strand of his hair.

On the one hand, it was because Lu Ping dodged in time, he also had protective Qi on his body, and his hair roots were also very strong;
On the other hand, it is also because the Sweeping Monk's fist power is not full of murderous intent, but instead contains Buddhist thoughts.

The 72 Shaolin unique skills need to be combined with special mental methods and Buddhist principles to be cultivated to a high level. If the murderous intent is too strong, the true power cannot be exerted.

The Sweeping Monk cultivated himself and studied Buddhism and martial arts in the Sutra Repository for many years. Naturally, he mastered the essence of Buddhism and could control it with ease.

"Since you have said so much, it seems that I have no choice but to keep you company."

The sweeping monk sighed and sped up his movements: "I just hope that after today, the layman can retreat and not bring trouble to Shaolin again..."

The Arhat Fist was followed by a Prajna Palm, with round palm force and sticky internal energy, which had the power to split mountains and break monuments.

"Haha...of course!"

Seeing this, Lu Ping was not afraid at all. Instead of retreating, he stretched out his right hand forward, avoiding the sharp edge and bypassing the fierce palm. He wrapped around the Sweeping Monk's arm and pointed at the Sweeping Monk's face, attacking the enemy where he must be saved.

Seeing this, the Sweeping Monk suddenly leaned back, and then he heard a "whoosh" sound. It turned out that Lu Ping's sword missed, but poked a hole the size of two fingers in the wall.

His finger missed, and Lu Ping turned his hand to prepare for another attack, but the Sweeping Monk took the first step, changing his palm into a claw and grabbing towards Lu Ping's shoulder.

There are not many claw techniques among the 72 unique skills. The most famous one is the claw techniques that imitate thirteen kinds of animals including dragon, snake, tiger, leopard, crane, monkey, eagle, etc., and is called the "Shaolin Thirteen Claws".

Above these, there are three other martial arts: the Nirvana Claw, the Indra Claw and the Shaolin Tiger Claw, all of which are specialized studies of the Prajna Hall.

What the sweeping monk used at this time was Indra's claw.

Unfortunately, close combat was Lu Ping's specialty. He had already studied the martial arts of fists, palms, fingers and claws for a long time. He dodged sideways again and easily avoided the attack.

The Sweeping Monk took the opportunity to pursue, turning defense into offense and advancing forward.

Lu Ping intentionally led the enemy to change the battlefield, and did not counterattack, but simply retreated repeatedly.

Soon the two of them had left the Sutra Library and came to the courtyard.

With the space open and no longer having to worry about the scriptures in the Sutra Repository, the Sweeping Monk was finally able to let go.

The old man glared, his aura changed suddenly, and he actually used the 72 unique skills one after another, including the Tara Leaf Finger, Maha Finger, Nirvana Grasp, Flower Picking Hand, Thousand-Handed Tathagata Palm, and Big Stele Smashing Hand.

"Well done!"

Lu Ping was delighted to see his prey, and he shouted loudly, his fighting spirit becoming stronger.

(End of this chapter)