Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

[You had the opportunity to observe the unnamed "Inverted Demon Scripture" created by Zeng Dahan.]

You had the opportunity to observe Zeng Dahan's unnamed "Inverted Boxing" technique.

Zeng Dahan's eyes grew increasingly bloodshot, as if he had completely lost his mind and was fighting on instinct. The Emei Long Fist he had secretly learned was used by him like a mad bull. Every move violated the principles of agility and skill, instead being powerful and heavy, with his bones twisting at will, and his moves were vicious and ruthless.

Wang Yi, on the other hand, adopted a steady and methodical approach, neither rushing nor being impatient, giving Zeng Dahan no chance to plot against him, and also guarding against surprise attacks from the other two groups.

Seeing the two fighting so fiercely, a few burly men who wanted to take advantage of the situation discussed it and two of them seized the opportunity to launch a surprise attack from behind. However, the constable Wang Yi smiled disdainfully and used the "Diamond Bridge" move to force Zeng Da Han back a few steps. With a light step, he had already darted backward, exposing the two men to the frenzied Zeng Da Han.

Upon seeing the two men, Zeng Dahan twisted and turned his wrists, his fingers spreading out like plum blossoms, resembling a venomous snake spitting its tongue. With just a light touch, a burly man who had intended to launch a sneak attack had a bloody hole pierced through his palm. Fortunately, his companion came to his rescue in time. Even so, after two moves, both men were hit in the chest, with five bloody holes gushing out of their chests.

Only after these few martial arts heroes who wanted to take advantage of the situation fled in panic did Wang Yi re-engage with them, using a combination of forceful and gentle grappling techniques, like a spider spinning silk, to slowly wear down Zeng Dahan's stamina.

Chapter 457 Zeng Dahan is captured, and the "Demon Cultivation Scripture" is born.

Sha Tongtian and Lingzhi Shangren, who were watching from the sidelines, looked at each other, realizing that they had underestimated the chief constable of Datong Prefecture.

The two had worked together in Prince Zhao's residence for a long time and could understand each other's thoughts with just a glance. Seeing that they could not gain any advantage and that the young prince was determined to obtain the "Divine Foot Manual", the two immediately slipped away.

With a single step, Sha Tongtian instantly appeared behind Zeng Dahan as if he had teleported. With a casual flick of his wrist, he pulled out an iron paddle from his waist and struck Zeng Dahan's lower spine. The blow was so powerful that it would either kill or cripple him.

Amidst Zeng Dahan's eerie "heh heh" laughter, his right arm twisted like a snake as he reached back, grabbing the iron paddle handle with one hand and Sha Tongtian's arm with the other.

Sha Tongtian, known as the "King of the Sand," had honed his iron paddle skills to a fluid, almost ethereal quality, which, combined with the powerful force of the paddle, added even more variation. With a flick of his wrist, the end of the paddle handle struck Zeng Dahan's wrist, while the corner of the paddle's surface slammed into Zeng Dahan's chest.

The two, one with unpredictable moves, the other with a perfect blend of strength and gentleness, were locked in a fierce battle, neither gaining the upper hand. Sha Tongtian's eyes gleamed with a sharp light. He knew that Zeng Dahan had only been practicing martial arts for a few years, yet he could hold his own against him for such a short time, demonstrating the profound mystery of the "Divine Foot Scripture."

For a moment, Sha Tongtian's eyes burned with even more desire. As long as Zhigelou didn't interfere, Zeng Dahan would be his for the taking.

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Although Lingzhi Shangren was a step late, he wasn't much slower. Before Wang Yi could retaliate, he slapped his right hand, and a sweet, metallic smell wafted out.

Wang Yi's expression changed, and he immediately held his breath and circulated his internal energy. At the same time, a faint golden light emanated from his right hand. When the two palms met, there was a buzzing sound in their ears, and the two of them took three steps back at the same time.

"Qinghai Tantric Poison Sand Palm".

"Not bad. What's the name of your kung fu? You actually managed to withstand a palm strike from this old monk without getting hurt," Master Lingzhi praised.

Wang Yi chuckled, channeled his inner energy to seal his mouth and nose, and launched another attack. This time, he changed his previous grappling techniques and instead used a series of palm strikes. His palm strikes were powerful and fierce, like iron palms, and each strike was accompanied by a whistling sound.

Lingzhi Shangren's Poison Sand Palm was even more powerful, with a faint scarlet poisonous smoke rising around him in an instant. The two fought with speed and strength, and each palm strike felt like hitting an iron plate, forcing the people around them to continue to retreat.

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At this moment, Sha Tongtian was even more at ease. With his ever-changing movements and unorthodox iron paddle skills, Sha Tongtian amused Zeng Dahan to the point of madness, his eyes turning bright red as if dripping blood, and his mind completely deranged.

Seizing the opportunity, Sha Tongtian shifted his form twice in succession. With two loud thuds, one of his iron oars struck Zeng Dahan's right scapula, causing a cracking sound. The other oar struck the back of Zeng Dahan's right leg, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground.

Meanwhile, the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River chuckled, and fishing nets appeared in their hands, tightly wrapping Zeng Dahan in them. The more he struggled, the tighter the nets became.

Seeing that Zeng Dahan had been arrested, Wang Yi suddenly slammed both palms down at the same time. Lingzhi Shangren roared and his palms were as black as the bottom of a pot. With a "bang", an abnormal blush flashed across the faces of the two men.

After a prolonged attack, Wang Yi accidentally inhaled a wisp of poisonous smoke during a moment of internal energy disorder; while Lingzhi Shangren was forced by Wang Yi's palm force to have the poisonous sand swirling back, thus poisoning himself instead.

“Friend, the Zhao Prince’s Mansion wants this madman. You might as well go back and report to your superior and ask him to ask the Zhao Prince’s Mansion for him.” Sha Tongtian teleported to Lingzhi Shangren’s side, looked at Wang Yi, and suggested with narrowed eyes.

He hadn't expected that a mere constable would possess such skill. Although Lingzhi Shangren could still fight, there was absolutely no need for him to. Who knew what tricks this man had up his sleeve?

Wang Yi looked at Sha Tongtian, then at Lingzhi Shangren who was circulating his internal energy to expel the poison, and knew that he had no chance. Although this lama was also poisoned, he had a natural resistance, while Wang Yi was the one who urgently needed to heal and expel the poison.

Seeing Wang Yi silently standing by the street, Sha Tongtian breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands in thanks, and seeing that no one from Zhige Tower came out to stop him, he turned and left with his four disciples.

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"Sir, this..."

On the third floor of the restaurant, looking at Zeng Dahan being taken away by Sha Tongtian, Butler Su hurriedly said.

It wasn't that I was worried about Zeng Dahan, but rather that I was afraid Yang Kang would actually learn the "Divine Foot Scripture." After all, the conflict between Zhige Tower and the Zhao Prince's Mansion was already deep, and increasing the Zhao Prince's Mansion's strength in this way would be tantamount to indirectly aiding the enemy.

Su Yuchen smiled nonchalantly and said:

"The difference between Buddha and demon is just a thought away. Buddhist techniques can also be demonic martial arts. Just look at Zeng Da Han's transformation to know that."

"At this time, Zeng Dahan was in a state of mental confusion and mental derangement. He had fallen into demonic possession and the 'Divine Foot Scripture' had become a chaotic and incoherent demonic scripture. If the people in the Zhao Prince's Mansion are not afraid of going crazy, they can try practicing it."

"But this Wang Yi. What he used just now should be the Shaolin Vajra Palm, and his lightness skill seems to be the Shaolin secret Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada."

"This ancient sect is truly extraordinary. I never expected that it would have secretly woven such a vast net while remaining relatively unknown."

Butler Su nodded and said, "Wang Yi's martial arts skills are no less than Sha Tongtian's; he can be considered a first-rate expert. I didn't expect him to be so unknown."

As the three-way battle ended and the crowd dispersed after watching the spectacle, Su Yuchen said, "Alright, you should go too. There should be quite a few people leaving by now. Since we're open for business, we shouldn't keep them waiting."

As he swept his thoughts across the list in the center of the restaurant lobby, a new book, the "Demonic Cultivation Scripture," silently appeared below the "Divine Foot Scripture."

"The Demon-Practicing Scripture," sourced from Zeng Dahan. It describes how Zeng Dahan became possessed by a demon after practicing the Buddhist yoga secret technique "The Divine Foot Scripture," reversing the text to create a form that can alter his physical body, making it as flexible as a snake and capable of twisting at will. (Note: Practicing this scripture easily leads to demonic possession; only those with a confused mind and a firm resolve to become demons should attempt it.)

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After Steward Su sat down at the counter, a throng of martial arts heroes, travelers, and merchants swarmed in. Some continued their endless conversations in the lobby, while others hurriedly packed up their belongings and left.

Unfortunately, no one was paying attention to the quietly changing list in the center of the lobby, and no one noticed the change.

Just then, the Yang father and daughter walked in through the door. Butler Su asked with a smile, "Brother Yang, how do you feel?"

Yang Tiexin gave a wry smile and said, "Brother Su, you don't need to make fun of me. I was indeed ignorant before."

Butler Su smiled and said, "Brother Yang, there's no need to be discouraged. Your daughter's skills are no less than theirs. Given time, it's only natural that she will surpass them."

After seeing off Yang Tiexin and his daughter, Butler Su settled the bills for the guests who had checked out, including several江湖 heroes who had been injured by Zeng Dahan.

Chapter 458 The Little Beggar Who Came to the Door

A moment later, the atmosphere in the hall became quiet, and several constables from Datong Prefecture walked in one after another.

"Innkeeper, do you have any rooms available right now? We would like to stay the night," Wang Yi said, bowing respectfully.

Butler Su flipped through the ledger and said, "There are three more rooms, but that's not enough for you."

"It's alright, we can squeeze in. Could you please book two rooms for us?" Wang Yi said.

Butler Su glanced at his slightly bluish-black face, knowing that he was probably in a hurry to expel the poison, nodded, and then had the waiter take several constables to the backyard.

Once everyone left, the discussion in the hall resumed, with everyone extremely curious about Wang Yi's martial arts skills.

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Starting the next day, the Yang family father and daughter resumed setting up the challenge, but this time they dared not be arrogant, and Mu Nianci was more cautious when she made her move.

That day, Steward Su was settling accounts in the lobby when he turned around and saw a beggar walk in.

"I heard this is the best restaurant in Daxing Prefecture. I'll just have to try your food."

The little beggar swaggered in, his eyes full of curiosity. When he saw the list hanging in the center of the hall, he couldn't help but show some anger and said, "Shopkeeper, your list sounds very impressive, but I wonder how much of it is true or false."

"Oh? May I ask what advice you may have, young lady?" Butler Su put down his pen, raised a glance, and asked, having already seen through her true intentions.

The little beggar snorted and said, "Many of the martial arts techniques on this are hearsay and have no basis whatsoever. I've never heard of them in the martial arts world. How can you prove they're true?"

Shopkeeper Su shook his head and said, "Since our shop dares to display it, it can naturally prove that it is genuine. The young lady need not doubt this. At the very least, I can prove that the 'Divine Foot Manual,' 'Ten Forms of Blood Battle,' and 'Forty-Nine Forms of Dual Sword and Saber Kill' on it are genuine."

The little beggar was still unconvinced and said, "This list makes the martial arts of the Five Greats seem worthless. Don't you know that Huang Yaoshi's Finger Flicking Skill, Falling Flower Sword Palm, Sky-Splitting Palm, and Jade Flute Swordplay are all top-notch skills?"

Butler Su gave her a surprised look, smiled, flicked his finger, sending a gust of wind whistling past her ear, before saying:

"The Finger Flicking Skill tests a person's internal energy, wrist strength, eyesight, etc. It is not a particularly profound martial art. Huang Yaoshi's Finger Flicking Skill has not yet broken away from the category of relying on external objects. Some people have said that it is not as good as the One-Finger Divine Skill. It's just that each has its own merits."

"As for the palm techniques you mentioned, to be honest, they are only comparable in power to the Dragon Subduing Palm practiced by Hong Qigong, the Northern Beggar. However, some people have said that Hong Qigong could no longer fully unleash the power of the Dragon Subduing Palm, so it can only be considered a castrated version."

"If we're talking about swordsmanship, I may not be very skilled, but I'm confident that the forty-nine moves of dual sword and saber techniques I've learned are no less than his."

"What about the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms? At most, Hong Qigong, the Northern Beggar, is on par with me... and Huang Yaoshi, so why is the Subduing Dragon Palms ranked higher?" the little beggar said indignantly.

Su Yuchen smiled, knowing full well the girl's identity, and said, "As for the Dragon Subduing Palm on the list, it doesn't refer to the one that Hong Qigong completed, but rather the palm technique passed down from the Beggar Clan of the Northern Song Dynasty."

As he spoke, Butler Su raised his hand and struck out with a palm. With a "roar," a blood-red flying dragon phantom appeared, instantly exuding killing intent. The palm force seemed to be released but not released, swirling and wandering uncertainly in Butler Su's palm.

Butler Su waved his hand to disperse the palm strike, and the killing intent in the restaurant dissipated, easing the palpitations in everyone's hearts.

He said, "I was curious before, so I went to learn a move. Although this move is different, it is indeed the 'Regretful Dragon' from the Dragon Subduing Palm."

The little beggar knew perfectly well that the person in front of her was far more skilled than she could match. She said nothing more, snorted, turned and left the restaurant, refusing to eat.

Butler Su shook his head, said nothing more, and lowered his head to recount the accounts.

Having overheard their conversation, everyone exchanged bewildered glances, feeling that Manager Su and the restaurant were becoming increasingly mysterious and unpredictable.

Thinking of all those extraordinary skills and techniques, someone looked at the list and exclaimed, "Hey? There's a new one here, the 'Demon Cultivation Scripture'."

With a whoosh, a number of people immediately gathered around, but after reading the description at the back, they couldn't help but look at each other in dismay. One of them grumbled, "Who would dare to practice this thing? Even if it were given to me for free, I wouldn't dare take it."

A moment of silence followed, then someone hesitated and said, "Well, it seems like only the people from Prince Zhao's mansion dare to practice this. Didn't they take that Zeng Dahan back with them?"

"Ha..." someone said with a half-smile, holding their breath, "So, what they thought was the 'Divine Foot Scripture' was actually another version of the 'Demon Cultivation Scripture'?"

Several of them chuckled coldly, said nothing, and returned to their tables to continue drinking. The others glanced at each other, then dispersed in a flurry, and not a single one went to remind the Prince Zhao's residence.

This really is a case of "knowing your brother is richer than you, you don't want him to drive a Land Rover."

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Yang Kang's practice of the scriptures he obtained from Zeng Dahan caused his breathing to become disordered, leading to a severe decline in his power due to a qi deviation. Fortunately, the basic mental cultivation method he practiced was orthodox in Taoism, which allowed him to guide his qi back to its origin.

After Yang Kang learned that what he had been practicing was not the "Divine Foot Scripture," his hatred for you deepened, and he believed that you had done it on purpose.

Because of your appearance, Mei Chaofeng was seriously injured. Due to her lack of knowledge of Taoist terminology, her body became stiff when she tried to circulate her qi, which further aggravated her injuries.

Yang Kang will vaguely sense Mei Chaofeng's abnormality, and he will have the opportunity to learn the evil version of the Heart-Shattering Palm ahead of time.

Are you willing to help Yang Kang succumb to demonic possession and change the course of the world?

Three days later, Yang Kang, still feeling resentful, learned that someone had set up a stage outside Zhige Tower to challenge them. Determined to humiliate Zhige Tower, Yang Kang was about to appear on the stage.

[Who is more powerful, the enhanced version of Mu Nianci or the demonized version of Yang Kang? It's worth looking forward to.]

Inside the small building, Su Yuchen paused slightly upon seeing the sudden narration, but then dismissed it. To him, this world was more like a beginner's village, and his only purpose in staying was to relax.

"The greatest heroes are those who serve their country and its people! Like Guo Jing."

He briefly considered the idea, but then suppressed it, not wanting to alter Guo Jing's life too much; perhaps the childhood hero could still be preserved.

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After two days of rest, the constables from Datong Prefecture stepped out of their rooms for the first time.

"Shaolin Temple is indeed extraordinary. Besides martial arts, it also has many miraculous medicines. Officer Wang has already recovered." Steward Su looked him over and couldn't help but praise.

Wang Yi's eyes narrowed, and he said, "Shopkeeper, you flatter me. I only know some basic skills. I can't compare to your superior martial arts."

Butler Su shook his head and said, "The Shaolin Vajra Palm is no simple martial art. Although Shaolin rarely appears in the martial world now, I have made a special trip to inquire about Shaolin's unique skills, so I am sure I am not mistaken."

There was no point in arguing, so Steward Su shook his head and said no more. After settling the bill, he left without saying anything more. The group of constables didn't linger and left in a hurry.

Chapter 459 The Young Hero

Time flies like the wind, blowing through one cold night after another in early spring, and the fifth day of the challenge has arrived.

Around noon that day, Su Yuchen paused slightly as he buried the soil. Then, his primordial spirit arose according to his thoughts and saw a simple-minded young man standing outside the restaurant, looking hesitant. He was clearly deterred by the bustling and lively atmosphere inside the restaurant.

[When you met the young Guo Jing, did it remind you of your past self? Having cultivated yourself to this day, do you still remember your original aspirations?]

"Please invite him in." The thought arose in the mind of Butler Su.

Butler Su, who was behind the counter, was slightly taken aback. Then, the image of a young man appeared in his mind. After a moment of surprise, he turned his head to look at the door and saw Guo Jing, who looked honest but a little confused.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Butler Su hurriedly got up, walked a few steps to the door, and said with a smile, "Young man, do you want to have a meal? Although our shop is a bit lively, we have our own rules and will never disturb our guests."

Guo Jing nodded, thinking: It's normal to have rules. Even the Khan in the desert follows rules; everyone has to wait for him to cut the first piece of meat before eating. Is the innkeeper deliberately emphasizing something—is there some rule I don't understand?

Seeing him nod and hesitate, Butler Su said, "Young man, why don't you come in and try the new dishes? Our restaurant has some new side dishes that are not expensive and taste pretty good."

Guo Jing thought to himself, "I have money anyway, so what am I afraid of?" He immediately nodded and stepped inside.

As soon as Butler Su turned his head, he saw Su Yuchen standing at the back gate. He was immediately startled and looked thoughtfully at the boy beside him.

Su Yuchen nodded almost imperceptibly and walked towards the table where the Yang family father and daughter were sitting. Butler Su pointed over there and said, "Young man, why don't you join us at a table? We're getting a bit lively here, so please bear with us."

"You're too kind, innkeeper. A large number of people means we're popular," Guo Jing replied, and then walked over to the table where the Yang family father and daughter were sitting.

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