Zongwu: Aspiring to be the mastermind behind the scenes

Chapter 414 Surging Wave Palm Technique, Feigning Death to Escape

In terms of sheer power, the Surging Wave Palm is actually no less powerful than the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

Once this palm technique is unleashed, it is like the raging torrent of a great river, destroying everything in its path.

However, the Surging Wave Palm has a very obvious weakness.

Just as the raging torrents of a great river are the culmination of countless streams, the Surging Wave Palm must also accumulate power over a period of time before it can unleash its strongest and most powerful force.

This was evident in the two waiters at Tongfu Inn.

Guo Furong inherited Guo Juxia's Shocking Wave Palm, but she could never defeat Bai Zhantang in a fight, as he easily subdued her.

This is not because the Surging Waves Palm is weak, but because Guo Furong has to charge up her power for about a second every time she uses this move.

Bai Zhantang's acupoint striking technique, however, was used casually.

This is purely an advantage in terms of attack speed.

While the time required to build up power may decrease as one's cultivation level increases, it will always exist.

However, Guo Juxia later optimized this palm technique.

While maintaining its power, the charging time has been greatly reduced.

Its core essence belongs to 'water'.

A raging torrent capable of crashing against and destroying everything.

In the end, it's just water.

Water is the softest thing in the world, benefiting all things without contention.

While ensuring the power and ferocity of the Surging Waves Palm, Guo Juxia also incorporated the softness and cyclical changes of water, allowing the Surging Waves Palm to retain some force with each strike, thus forming a cycle that forms the basis for the next strike.

This modification, in a subtle way, aligned with the characteristics of Guo Jing's own Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, the supreme martial art of the Beggars' Sect, was created based on the I Ching. It is profound and mysterious, and different people who practice the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms can often develop different characteristics.

Qiao Feng, the leader of the southern branch of the Beggars' Sect in the Song Dynasty, possessed an extremely powerful and yang palm technique.

Hong Qigong, the leader of the Northern faction, was a man of both strength and gentleness, able to control his power with ease.

As for Guo Jing, it was because he had cultivated the essence of the Nine Yin Manual and expanded upon Hong Qigong's foundation, his palm techniques were sometimes hard and sometimes soft, with the hard and soft complementing each other.

The principle is extremely similar to that of Guo Jing's modified version of the Surging Waves Palm.

Considering the relationship between the two.

It's hard to say whether the two of them learned from or borrowed from each other.

Therefore, when Guo Jing unleashed his "Surging Waves Palm" technique, even Pang Ban and Ba Shiba could not distinguish between him and Guo Jing by the palm technique alone.

Finally, it was only when they saw that Guo Juxia's cultivation level was inferior to Guo Jing's that they were able to confirm that he was an imposter.

If these two are like this, let alone the Golden Wheel Monk, who has devoted himself to arduous cultivation for many years, has very little combat experience, and has basically never seen any heroes of the Central Plains.

He had no idea that the expert he had been fighting was not Guo Jing from Xiangyang City, but someone else entirely.

After all, he had only seen Guo Jing from afar before.

At this moment, after disguising himself, Guo Juxia looked almost exactly like Guo Jing.

The palm techniques are also extremely similar.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King was naturally unable to distinguish between them.

He was suppressed by the opponent's palm force, feeling extremely frustrated, but he still praised, "Good, good, good! As expected of the world-renowned hero Guo Jing, his reputation is well-deserved!"

This is clearly an attempt to save face for himself.

After all, if Guo Jing isn't strong, doesn't that mean that he's not very strong either, being suppressed by him right now?
"However, you think you can come into my army alone and carry out an assassination? You are overestimating yourself!"

Guo Juxia remained silent, only waving his palms to suppress Jinlun Fawang.

Once he finds an opportunity, he will immediately try to rush towards the marshal's tent.

However, as time went on, many soldiers and experts arrived.

If it weren't for the fact that the Golden Wheel Monk had previously spoken up, saying he wanted to have a proper spar with Guo Jing and therefore wouldn't allow anyone else to interfere in the battle, it would have been a mistake.

At this moment, it seems that Guo Juxia is facing more than just one or two enemies.

Even so, these people still surrounded the marshal's tent so tightly that it was impossible for Guo Juxia to get through them and enter the tent.

Even if he could actually do it, there would be other experts protecting him inside the marshal's tent.

Whenever he was blocked by these people, the Golden Wheel Monk would immediately catch up and fight Guo Juxia again.

"Why haven't Pang Ban and that traitor shown up yet? Could it be that they don't want to help me capture Guo Jing? Heh, that's fine too. As long as I capture Guo Jing by myself, I will naturally be the first to claim the great credit for breaking through Xiangyang City!"

The Golden Wheel Dharma King thought to himself.

With the support of the Fulong faction and the emperor, and this great achievement, he might just become the Imperial Preceptor, revitalize the Fulong faction, and become famous throughout the world.

Thinking about it this way, I'm still a little excited.

Although defeating Pang Ban is unlikely.

But who says there can only be one imperial advisor?

Two national advisors, is that not enough?
Just as they were imagining such a future, a loud explosion suddenly came from afar.

The Golden Wheel Monk was taken aback and quickly looked into the distance.

A ball of fire rose in the distance, dazzlingly bright in the darkness.

"That's... a thunderbolt? Oh no, this is a feint, I've fallen for it!"

The Golden Wheel Monk wasn't stupid; he immediately saw through the trick.

Furthermore, Pang Ban and Ba Shi Ba never appeared from beginning to end.

He understood perfectly well.

These two probably have ulterior motives, but they didn't take me with them.

At the same time, Guo Juxia also heard that roar.

He thought to himself: It seems my brother has accomplished his mission well. Well then, it's time for me to retreat!
Guo Juxia immediately turned around and rushed out of the military camp.

The Golden Wheel Monk paused for a moment, then his expression changed drastically. He immediately gave chase, shouting, "Stop him! We can't let Guo Jing get away!"

Regardless of what happened on the other side, and regardless of what Pang Ban and Ba Shiba planned, at least this Guo Jing was real, and right before their eyes.

As for what happened on the other side, it was too late for me to get there in time.

Then Guo Jing on this side absolutely cannot let him escape!
In that moment, he disregarded all decorum and directly ordered the army and other experts to attack and capture Guo Jing!
"If this had been done earlier, Guo Jing would have been captured long ago!"

Many experts secretly complained, but they were helpless.

Who could blame him when the Golden Wheel Monk was someone favored by the Yuan Emperor?

They are powerful and have a strong background.

no way.

At his command, no one dared to steal the credit from him.

Fortunately, Guo Jing lived up to his reputation, and after fighting for so long, he was not defeated by Jinlun Fawang. In addition, an unexpected event occurred, which gave them a chance to seize the credit.

Although none of them are a match for Guo Jing, it is quite possible that they can defeat him by working together!
But as they pursued him, they discovered that Guo Jing's lightness skill was also astonishing.

There were so many of them, yet only a handful were able to catch up.

In fact, Guo Juxia initially worked in the Six Doors of the Ministry of Justice, which was a department specifically responsible for arresting people from the martial arts world.

When it comes to capturing those elusive martial arts masters, the most important thing is often not combat strength, but rather agility!

Although Guo Juxia has now been transferred to the Dali Temple and become a high-ranking official in the imperial court, he rarely goes into battle personally, but he has never relaxed his superb lightness skills.

Many experts couldn't even catch up with him, let alone take him down.

Fortunately, this was the Yuan army camp.

No matter which direction Guo Juxia flees in, there will be soldiers and experts blocking his way from the front.

Even if they were no match for Guo Juxia, it would still be easy for them to delay him for a few moments. The Yuan army camp contained many experts and tens of thousands of soldiers. If they were all gathered together in the main camp, the entire camp would stretch for dozens of miles.

Although the Yuan army did not do this, they surrounded Xiangyang from three sides, leaving only the southern gate as an opening.

Even so, the military camp where the commander-in-chief was located stretched for more than ten miles.

If Guo Juxia wanted to escape from here, he would have to run at least several miles.

The road is fraught with obstacles, soldiers are everywhere, and experts appear from time to time.

Even though hundreds of soldiers and more than a dozen innate masters could only hold him off for a few moments, together they were enough to keep Guo Juxia trapped in the military camp, watching as Jinlun Fawang and the others caught up with him.

Guo Juxia's goal was clear: to escape, and to run whenever possible, never lingering in battle. Even if he could kill the few Xiantian cultivators blocking his path in just a moment, he would use that moment to escape rather than kill them.

Even so, he was still ambushed by the Golden Wheel Monk and his group when he was only three miles away from leaving the military camp.

"Guo Jing, surrender! You and my Mongol Yuan Dynasty have some history. If you are willing to surrender voluntarily, I may spare your life for now. Even your wife and daughters in Xiangyang City can be spared!"

"The Golden Wheel Dharma King said."

Looking around, Guo Juxia knew that escape would be difficult.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Great monk, do you know the Ksitigarbha Sutra?"

The Golden Wheel Monk was taken aback: "The Ksitigarbha Sutra is for the salvation of the dead, and this humble monk is naturally well-versed in it."

"Then please, Venerable Monk, recite a chapter of the Ksitigarbha Sutra."

As Guo Juxia was speaking, his body suddenly trembled, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he immediately collapsed to the ground.

The Golden Wheel Monk was shocked and rushed forward to check Guo Juxia's pulse. He felt that the pulse was rapidly weakening and the breath of life was quickly dissipating.

"His heart and veins were shattered... Alas, he sacrificed himself for his country, worthy of the name of a great hero."

The Golden Wheel Monk stood up and sighed.

At this moment, Guo Juxia used his own true energy to shatter his heart meridian.

However, even an ordinary person can survive for a few more minutes after their heart is pierced, let alone a master like him.

Even with his heart meridian shattered, Guo Juxia wouldn't die immediately.

Of course, under normal circumstances, suffering such an injury would almost certainly result in death.

It's simply a matter of time before the heart meridians shatter and death occurs.

This period of time was precisely the opportunity that Guo Juxia was seeking for himself.

When he found himself surrounded and still three miles from leaving the camp, he knew that his escape would be extremely difficult.

At times like this, the only hope is the precious pills hidden on one's person.

However, the Inch Gold Pill has a weakness: it can only heal physical injuries, but cannot restore the body's internal energy.

Guo Juxia was not a practitioner of external martial arts; his strength relied heavily on his internal energy.

Therefore, he decisively abandoned his plan to continue the fight.

That would be a complete waste of true energy.

Then I directly chose to believe in Cunjin Pill.

Before that, he had already put the Inch Gold Pill in his mouth. After the Golden Wheel Monk examined it, Guo Juxia swallowed the Inch Gold Pill directly.

He then lay on the ground, continuing to play dead, while observing the situation and waiting for an opportunity to escape.

The Golden Wheel Monk clasped his hands together and said, “When a person is about to die, their words are good. Since Master Guo has asked me to recite a section of the Ksitigarbha Sutra before he dies, this humble monk will not disappoint Master Guo.”

He then began reciting the scriptures.

The others looked at each other in bewilderment.

I never imagined that after chasing him for so long, Guo Jing would commit suicide.

It seems that the credit definitely belongs to the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

They simply followed along, just for the fun of it all, without even lifting a finger, so naturally they didn't get any credit.

Suddenly someone remembered that there had been an explosion on the other side of the military camp, and that something else might be going on, so they quietly left.

Some people simply felt it was bad luck, so they got up in the middle of the night to stretch their bodies, but didn't get anything.

I might as well go back and catch up on my sleep.

Before long, most of the people who had surrounded them had left.

Of course, a small number of people believe that Guo Jing was truly a great hero who defended the country against foreign invaders and dared to break into the military camp to assassinate an army of 150,000.

After being surrounded, he did not hesitate to commit suicide.

He truly embodies the spirit of a chivalrous hero.

Feeling admiration, I stood aside and waited for the Golden Wheel Dharma King to finish reciting the Ksitigarbha Sutra.

To show one's respect.

The night was pitch black, with only torches providing illumination.

In addition, Guo Juxia's method of feigning death was also quite good.

Furthermore, the diagnosis made by the Golden Wheel Monk himself confirmed that Guo Juxia had severed his own heart meridian and was doomed to die.

Therefore, no one present suspected anything amiss with the body lying on the ground.

"This monk is really something..."

Guo Juxia was at a loss for words.

While he may have been careless, he did make a diagnosis and understood his own pulse.

Moreover, he does indeed have some of the demeanor of a holy monk.

Just because of his own words, he actually started reciting the Ksitigarbha Sutra to pray for his own salvation.

I never even considered the possibility that I might be deceiving him.

However, a normal person probably wouldn't think of this possibility.

Can a person whose heart meridians are severed still live?
This kind of thing is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Ultimately, it's because the effects of the Cun Jin Wan (寸金丸) are simply too miraculous.

As fewer and fewer people remained in the room.

Guo Juxia also realized that an opportunity had arrived.

He lay quietly on the ground, his body like a large bow, constantly gathering strength.

Suddenly the bowstring twitched, and he flew out like an arrow.

The Golden Wheel Monk closed his eyes and chanted the Ksitigarbha Sutra to help Guo Juxia pass on to the afterlife.

Upon hearing the sound, he instantly realized it came from right in front of him, from Guo Jing's corpse.

He quickly opened his eyes and saw that Guo Jing, whom he had been certain to be dead, had not only come back to life, but had also suddenly sprung up from the ground.

That speed was even faster than when they were running away.

The Golden Wheel Monk was completely stunned.

He never expected that the other party, whose heart meridian had been severed, would not die and would even escape.

Could it be that I misjudged the situation just now?
impossible.

Those who practice martial arts are considered half doctors.

How could he possibly misjudge a pulse that indicates a broken heart?

Could it be that there is already a martial art in this world that can fake the appearance of a severed heart meridian?
impossible!

Whatever the reason, the Golden Wheel Monk realized that he had really messed up tonight!

(End of this chapter)