Chapter - 15 Pines And Cypresses Grow On the Mount Wudang Peak (3) (1/2)

Everyone could see that Jueyuan was in a frantic state, anyone knew now that Jueyuan didn't know any martial arts at all.

These excellent sword techniques of He ZuDao were all blocked in a very silly way.

WuSe and WuXiang were very worried and called out: ”Please spare him, benefactor He!”

Even Guo Xiang called out: ”Don't harm him!”

He ZuDao put everything he knew in this battle but still couldn't overcome this monk.

He didn't believe this monk didn't know any martial arts. The reason why Jueyuan could avoid being hit was that he had very powerful internal energy.

He ZuDao realised his swift techniques were in vain and yelled out. A light flash was aiming for Jueyuan's abdomen.

Jueyuan called out and used the two buckets to clip down the sword. He ZuDao wanted to pull the sword back but couldn't move an inch. Quickly, He ZuDao changed technique and released the sword and placed all his energy to his palms and attacked with his palms. He aimed for Jueyuan's head.

At this point, Jueyuan couldn't block that move anymore. The situation was very dangerous. Zhang Junbao was very worried for his teacher, so Zhang leapt out and used the technique that Yang Guo taught him three years ago, namely ”Extend in all Directions.” Zhang hit He ZuDao on his left shoulder.

At this time, the internal energy of Jueyuan was focused on the two buckets. The energy forced the water out in two spouts of water. When the energy of He ZuDao met with the spouts of water, the water was dispersed but also the energy of He ZuDao was gone. Both He ZuDao and Jueyuan were wet.

He ZuDao was engaged in the fight with Jueyuan and didn't pay any attention to the young Zhang Junbao. Little did He ZuDao realise that Zhang's palm technique and internal energy were very good and strong. He ZuDao was pushed away and could only stand still after three paces backwards.

Jueyuan said: ”Amitabha, Amitabha! Please let me go, benefactor He. Those few attacks were really frightening.” Jueyuan used his sleeve to wipe away the water on his face and quickly stepped aside.

He ZuDao angrily said: ”The ShaoLin Monastery has indeed many extraordinary people. Even a little boy has such good martial arts. Youngster, let us fight, if you can withstand ten of my stances I will never step foot again in China.”

WuSe and WuXiang knew that Zhang Junbao was just a boy who cleaned the library and helped out Jueyuan in his duties. Zhang never learnt any martial arts, he just accidentally hit He ZuDao just then. If they really fought, Zhang Junbao wouldn't last one stance.

WuXiang spoke: ”Benefactor He, you're wrong. You are called ”The three Saints of KunLun, your martial arts is unequalled through the realm. How can you fight with a mere young cleaner? If you don't mind, let me accept that challenge.”

He ZuDao shook his head and said: ”Everyone saw that he just hit me, I cannot let that go unpunished. Watch out, lad!”

This palm technique was very fast and he stood very close to Zhang Junbao. WuSe, WuXiang and others wanted to help but were too late to do anything now.

Everyone was worried for Zhang Junbao. Zhang just stood there and his toes were turning to the left and his body turned fluently to the right, taking on the position of an archer. This time, his right hand and left hand were guarding his waist. His right fist attacked. This was a beginning of the ShaoLin fist style called: ”The Flower Fist piercing through right.”

This stance was absolutely excellent, this was a movement that should be made by a martial arts expert, not a young boy.