Swords emerge from Mount Hua, sweeping across the heavens from the world of Swordsman.

Although the energy did not strike Kumārajīva's brow, the force of the strike left a purplish-red vertical mark, causing a burning pain.

But he paid no heed to any of that and exclaimed in surprise, "One-Finger Divine Skill!"

Duan Yu, A Zhu, and A Bi also looked into the distance in surprise, only to see Yue Zhuoqun approaching slowly with a smile on his face.

He embodies a perfect blend of otherworldly elegance, nobility, and the demeanor of a master.

"Who are you, and why is your One-Finger Divine Skill so powerful?" Kumārajīva's eyes gleamed with divine light.

He was naturally familiar with the two great martial arts of the Dali Duan family: One Finger Divine Skill and Six Meridian Divine Sword.

He had always believed that the Six Meridian Divine Sword was the strongest martial art, and that the One Finger Divine Skill was far more powerful.

He had seen Duan Zhengchun, Duan Zhengming, and others use the One Finger Divine Skill, and its attack power was far inferior to his Flaming Blade.

But Yue Zhuoqun's finger strike just now completely changed his mind.

This power is even more terrifying than the Six Meridians Divine Sword unleashed by the monks Kurong and Benyin of Tianlong Temple.

"The One-Finger Divine Skill is divided into nine grades. Among the people you have seen, the highest you have cultivated is the fourth grade. How can they compare to my first grade of finger strength?"

One-Finger Divine Skill?

Kumārajīva's eyes widened, his heart filled with immense annoyance.

Such a unique skill! How could I have underestimated it!

Regret!

If they couldn't seize the Six Meridians Divine Sword back then, they should have turned around and seized the One-Finger Divine Skill instead.

"Brother, are you also a member of the Duan family of Dali?" Duan Yu asked with delight.

Yue Zhuoqun turned to him and smiled slightly, but did not say anything.

However, in Duan Yu's eyes, this behavior was no different from tacitly agreeing.

After all, the One-Finger Divine Skill is a martial art of the Duan family, and outsiders simply don't know it.

Yue Zhuoqun not only understands, but has also cultivated to such a high level. What else could he be but a member of the Duan family?

Azhu and Abi, however, couldn't quite keep their composure, silently complaining to themselves:

This person is not only domineering and unreasonable, but also has such a thick skin.

Despite his surname being Yue, he pretended to be mute to deceive Master Duan.

"Master, it's not satisfying to bully those three. How about I spar with you for a few moves?"

Kumārajīva's spirits lifted, and he was overjoyed, saying:

"The reason I came to the Central Plains is to learn from the masters there. Since your One-Finger Divine Skill is so high, I naturally want to learn a thing or two from you."

He bowed politely, but as soon as he finished speaking, he spread his inner force in his palm, and the leaves on the ground were caught between his fingers and suddenly shot towards Yue Zhuoqun.

The Seventy-Two Arts of Shaolin, the Flower-Picking Finger.

Although it was just a single leaf, with his enhanced skill, it carried terrifying power, enough to shatter rocks.

Yue Zhuoqun stood motionless in the center of the field. When the leaf was still a dozen centimeters away from his brow, a blur flashed by.

The leaf, carrying immense force, was held lightly in his hand with just two fingers.

"What kind of martial art is this?" Kumārajīva was stunned.

"One finger at a time!"

A unique skill, a skill never before heard of!

"Back to you!"

hum!

As Yue Zhuoqun hurled the leaf back, the air itself seemed to collapse under the pressure.

Despite its slow flight speed, it gave Kumārajīva the illusion that it was unavoidable, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on his chest.

Chapter 128 So many amazing techniques! This humble monk longs to learn them all!

Yue Zhuoqun's method of throwing leaves was not a finger technique, but rather a technique of applying force in heavy sword fighting.

The light, floating leaves carry a weight of thousands of kilograms.

Kumārajīva was unaware of the situation, but he could sense the terrifying power.

He stood with his feet apart, his upper body lowered, and his palms raised horizontally in front of his chest.

"Open it for me!"

With a loud shout, internal energy surged forth from his palms.

The air around his body trembled violently for several meters; this was a palm strike capable of shoving mountains.

puff~

The palm strike landed on the leaves, but it was like a transparent balloon being shattered, with no point of impact.

Bang bang bang!

Kumārajīva staggered forward, taking three or four steps before regaining his balance.

"How could this be? It was clearly a move that contained tremendous power, so why did it suddenly become as light as air?"

"A supreme technique! This is yet another supreme technique!"

He stared unblinkingly at Yue Zhuoqun, completely unable to see through the young man before him.

“Master, there’s no need to test me. Show me your true abilities!” Yue Zhuoqun said calmly.

"Alright, watch me wield the blade!"

Kumārajīva understood that Yue Zhuoqun's martial arts skills were beyond the imagination of ordinary people, but he was still very unhappy to hear the other party's tone.

He himself was the National Preceptor of Tibet, the Great Wheel King, an invincible figure who traversed the plateau.

Even if you suffered a small loss just now, you shouldn't underestimate yourself like this!

Groan!

A tremor resounded in the air as he unleashed an invisible burst of energy with his palm, tearing the air apart.

However, Yue Zhuoqun pointed his fingers like a sword and lightly touched the energy, instantly shattering it.

Dugu Nine Swords, Qi Breaking Style!

Ultimate skill, ultimate sword technique!

This time, Kumārajīva did not exclaim in surprise. He kept his face tense and frantically waved his palms, constantly shooting out bursts of energy.

He wanted to see just how many martial arts skills this young benefactor possessed that he had never seen before.

Yue Zhuoqun could not see the fervor in his eyes and knew his thoughts, so he did not hold back and continuously displayed his martial arts skills.

With a flash of golden light, the Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill easily crushed the energy blast.

He could use his mind to do two things at once: the Five Ultimate Divine Skills in his left hand and the Great Compassion Mantra of Heaven and Earth in his right.

He transformed his palm into a blade, unleashing the Heartless Slash and the Divine Blade Slash in quick succession.

In an instant, he unleashed dozens of moves, none of which were repeated.

Kumārajīva was completely dazzled, his lips twitching uncontrollably, and he roared inwardly:

Martial arts techniques, so many martial arts techniques!

Damn it, how come there are so many powerful martial arts in the Central Plains? This humble monk longs to learn them!

After the initial envy came a furious rage, driven to the brink of despair: "This humble monk also possesses extraordinary skills! Behold my Flaming Blade!"

Kumārajīva roared, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and frantically condensed and compressed the internal energy between his fingers, causing the temperature to rise to its extreme in an instant.

hum!

The transparent energy turned crimson, then transformed into scorching blade flames.

Chi~

The fiery blade energy, over two meters long, cleaved out, shaking the heavens and earth as if splitting them into yin and yang.

Where the blade's energy swept across, the ground was cleaved into deep, scorched trenches.

Yue Zhuoqun's eyes lit up; the Flame Blade truly lived up to its reputation.

This is internal force compressed to its limit, scorching and spontaneously combusting. This can no longer be considered ordinary internal force; it is almost close to innate true qi.

It's just that unlike the innate true qi which is balanced and upright, it brings out the fire attribute to its extreme.

"This move finally made me feel a bit threatened, but unfortunately it's still far from defeating me."

Yue Zhuoqun moved his arms in front of him, and the purple spiral internal force turned into a vortex, enveloping the fiery blade energy.

The fiery blade energy circled his body once, then slashed down at the ground beside Kumārajīva.

Boom!

Earth and rocks flew everywhere, and the ground was blasted into a crater several meters deep, even melting the surface stones.