"Rest assured, my lord, your subordinate will do his utmost!" Sun Dafu said.
Any intentions of going easy were thoroughly extinguished.
As the saying goes, ’A poor monk may die, but Taoism will survive.’ Old Mo, you’re on your own now!
"Hmm," Zhang Xiaohao nodded with satisfaction.
He sat down on the stone bench.
"Xiaohao, Grandfather has seen all your hard work, and it truly comforts my heart! But becoming skilled isn’t sothing that happens overnight. Take your ti! And especially with this body, you must be careful! Grandfather knows you young people have strong energy, but you must also keep it in check," Mr. Cheng said with an implied aning.
"Cough! Cough! Grandpa, it’s not like what you imagine," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"I know! We’re all n here; I understand! I was once your age too, and the attraction to new and novel things is indeed very strong," Mr. Cheng said with a smile.
"..." Zhang Xiaohao was rendered speechless.
It felt like several crows were flying over his head.
Glancing over, he saw Sun Dafu still standing there stunned, and that instantly irritated Zhang Xiaohao.
"What are you dawdling for? Staring into space?" Zhang Xiaohao barked.
"Yes, my lord, I’ll instruct Old Mo right away," Sun Dafu said.
He clasped his hands together in a Jianghu salute.
"Old Mo, I apologize!" Sun Dafu said.
Having said that, he pushed off the ground and, with a gust of wind, rushed forward rapidly.
Punches and kicks thundered out, landing on his body.
Smack smack smack...
A flurry of punches and kicks resounded in an instant from Mo Shenggu’s body.
"Ahh..." A piercing scream erupted from Mo Shenggu’s mouth.
Under Sun Dafu’s assault, Mo Shenggu was left with nothing but to passively endure. Dodging was out of the question; being able to protect his vital spots was already comndable.
"Hehe, Grandpa, let’s continue!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a laugh.
He picked up the cannon and fired away.
Half an hour later.
With Zhang Xiaohao’s deliberate care, the match ended in a draw.
Looking over at Sun Dafu, he too had stopped.
"Haha!" Mr. Cheng laughed loudly and got up to walk around the residential area.
Zhang Xiaohao stood up from the stone bench and walked over to the two of them.
"Oh, Old Mo, you’ve really disappointed your teacher! Rember this: cultivation is like rowing upstream, neglect leads to regress. If you keep up with the attitude of fishing for three days and drying nets for two, you won’t ever reach the peak of dical cultivation," Zhang Xiaohao said with his hands behind his back.
"Ah! Master, I was wrong; I will dedicate myself to profound cultivation in the future and will not let you down!" Divine Doctor Mo said with sha.
"Hmm, I’m sowhat comforted that you think this way. Alright, you may go now," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Yes, Master," Divine Doctor Mo said.
He then turned and left.
"Old Sun, the sa goes for you," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Your subordinate will rember this," Sun Dafu said.
"Hmm," Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
He walked to an open space and stopped.
Standing still, he carefully recalled the various introductions related to the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
Half an hour later.
Zhang Xiaohao had morized all the key points of cultivating the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
Closing his eyes, he followed his inner sensations and the energy pathways of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and began to practice.
A quarter of an hour later.
Whoosh!
Zhang Xiaohao suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp glint flashed away.
"Dragon Repents!" Zhang Xiaohao growled lowly.
Between the bending and extending of his right palm, following the energy pathway of the first palm technique of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, he fiercely struck out.
Hum!
A mighty dragon chant emanated from the palm of his hand.
A golden True Dragon burst forth dominantly from his palm and slamd into the air.
Chii!
Space trembled as if it couldn’t withstand the imnse power, emitting whimpering sounds.
Zhang Xiaohao’s movents didn’t stop; his palms struck out, unleashing powerful and domineering techniques one after another.
Flying Dragon in the Sky!
Dragon Appears in the Field!
Great Bird Ascending the Skies!
Hidden Dragon, Do Not Use!
Advantageous to Cross Great Rivers!
Sudden as it Cos!
Shock Across a Hundred Miles!
Occasionally Leaping from the Abyss!
Double Dragon Fetching Water!
Fish Leaping from the Abyss!
Ti Riding Six Dragons!
Clouds without Rain!
If Diminished, Then Ascend!
Dragon Battles in the Wild!
Traversing Frost, Ice Approaching!
Rams Touching the Fence!
Divine Dragon’s Tail!!
As Zhang Xiaohao unleashed the final move ’Divine Dragon’s Tail’ of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the massive golden True Dragon swept its tail fiercely forward.
Kakakaka...
The surrounding space cracked under the strike, emitting a series of huge explosive sounds.
Standing still after retracting his palms, Zhang Xiaohao exhaled a breath of turbid air.
At this point, he had completely mastered the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
No wonder Master Old Ghost once said, the higher one’s talent, the higher the starting point! And the fiercer the bursting force in the later stages!
Just like him, born with the body of a War God, cultivating various martial art Cultivation Techniques at an unimaginably fast rate!
Gurgle!
Suddenly, the sound of swallowing saliva ca from behind.
Turning around, Zhang Xiaohao faced Sun Dafu.
At this mont, Sun Dafu was staring with his eyes widened in exaggeration.
"Eh! Old Sun, what’s the matter with you? Do I have flowers growing on my face?" Zhang Xiaohao asked in return.
"Ah! No, no! Sir, what Cultivation Technique do you practice? How is it so powerful?" Sun Dafu asked in astonishnt.
"Heavenly Rank supre palm technique—Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!" Zhang Xiaohao enunciated seriously.
"Ah! Could it be the palm technique from ancient tis that shook the continent?" Sun Dafu exclaid in amazent.
"I suppose so!" Zhang Xiaohao thought for a mont and then answered.
"That, that... Sir, do you think I could possibly..."
Before Sun Dafu could finish speaking, Zhang Xiaohao interrupted him with a smile.
"Old Sun, you should understand the principle that being greedy will lead to indigestion! When it cos to my own people, I, Zhang Xiaohao, am never stingy! I’m not reluctant to teach you this palm technique, but with your aptitude, it would take at least a year, or even longer, to grasp this fierce technique!"
"Moreover, you currently have one Heavenly Rank Martial Technique and one Earth Rank Martial Technique on you, and you haven’t yet fully mastered them. If I teach you this palm technique, knowing your character, you will definitely not be able to resist practicing it! I’m afraid that by then, your cultivation itself will be delayed!" Zhang Xiaohao said with heartfelt urgency.
"Sir, I was wrong! I will definitely devote myself to cultivating the techniques I have, and I won’t let you down!" Sun Dafu said with sha.
"Good! That you can think this way, to be honest, it really reassures ! However, don’t get any ideas just yet. Once you fully master the techniques you currently have, I will pass on this palm technique to you!" Zhang Xiaohao patted his shoulder and said.
"Ah! Sir, do you really an that?" Sun Dafu’s eyes lit up.
"When have my words, Zhang Xiaohao, ever been false to you? Enough, don’t think too much and focus on your cultivation! As long as you have the ability, not to ntion a set of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, even more powerful martial techniques aren’t out of the question!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
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