Chapter 21 I Got Bald, and Stronger Too. (2/2)
”Master's ashes are here. When you die, I will not disperse your ashes in the wind. Instead, I will allow you to stay here and accompany our Master so that you could deliver your apology to him in the afterlife.” Ling Chongxiao wrinkled his brows and sighed.
He made it sounded as though the man in green was doomed to die.
”Nice one, Ling Chongxiao. If I were to die by your hands, do you dare to pass my Kung Fu on to him?” the man in green replied in a low voice.
It was hard to believe that he admitted that Ling Chongxiao was better, and his intention to entrust Shen Lian to him.
”To educate someone brimming with potential would be the most pleasing and joyous experience in the world,” Ling Chongxiao replied neutrally.
”Shen Lian, if I have lost and if you are capable of doing so in the future, could you beat Ling Chongxiao once for me? If you agree, blink thrice,” said the man in green.
Shen Lian did not blink, not even once.
”It seems like even your young companion here do not agree with your ways.” Ling Chongxiao glanced toward Shen Lian and remarked nonchalantly.
”You thought too lowly of him. He is not too fond of me, indeed. However, what he intended was for me to defeat you with my own hands,” the man in green replied merrily.
'This man is heinous and evil, but I must admit that he is a man through and through,' Shen Lian thought.
What Ling Chongxiao said was true, that was exactly what was on his mind. However, Shen Lian did not mean it as a gesture of kindness to the man in green.
Shen Lian refused to be a continuation of someone else; he was Shen Lian, just himself and nothing more.
The fact that the man in green guessed it, it said a lot about him as a person; despite being an atrocious man, he was candid and frank.
As these were going through in his head, there was a roar as loud as lightning in the hall.
The rain got heavier outside, it was a downpour of massive scale.
It was as if the raindrops were trying to mask the fight that was about to break out, a fight between the apprentice from the same sect.
As they were from the same martial sect, their knowledge mirrored each other.
Despite how laidback Ling Chongxiao looked, he struck like a lightning. Due to his enormous strength, he left behind a trail of cracks along with every step he took on the stone floor. This showed how aggressive he was and was a clear indication of his sheer robust strength.
The key was how all of his moves seemed clumsy, yet they were actually wisely orchestrated. His moves were potent and fluid, and he clearly was not going to stop anytime soon.
His palm method was akin to waves; one wave followed another, and they were closing up to the shore.
Ling Chongxiao's remarkable momentum was a result of 'taming the white tiger'; his Qi energy was locked in, and his physical strength was beyond comprehension.
Things were different with the man in green. His attacks used to be strong and vicious. However, having been through the extremities of the desert, he reached an epiphany about the ways of the world.
No Kung Fu was comparable to the power of natural disasters in the desert.
When a sandstorm came, no amount of cow, goats, and stallions, or even military troops could defend against it.
The only way to remain unscathed was by merging with the wind and embracing the sun and the dust.
The man in green let his sleeves flow with the wind and neutralized all of Ling Chongxiao's forceful attacks with the gentle breeze.
He looked like a green butterfly, dancing away to the rhythm of the wind.
In spite of the contrast in their move, one being forceful and the other flexible, the essence of Daoism was still evident in their moves. Their attacks were natural and free and were not restricted by the rigidity of martial arts routine.降白虎 - this is an interesting expression Daoists use to say, 'to stop (tame) ejaculating (white tiger)'.斩赤龙 - this is an interesting expression Daoists use to say 'stopping (slaying) menstruation (red dragon)', or 'menopause'.