Chapter 251: Not an Expert in Techniques of the Devil Path (1/2)

Chapter 251: Not an Expert in Techniques of the Devil Path

Translator: NinetalesEditor: DarkGem

The monks wanted to go forth when Monk Ming Xin said, ”Hold it, fellow senior brothers, let me subdue this devil and kill this monster!”

Before the monks could even say anything, Monk Ming Xin had already rushed forward and winked at Qin Mu while saying in a low voice, ”When you fight with me, do a few blows before admitting defeat. Once you admit defeat, they will be too embarrassed to kill you. Also, don't use devil techniques, or they will be infuriated again.”

'The heart of this little monk isn't bad, he's much better than Old Monk Jing Ming.'

Qin Mu's gaze flickered and he smiled. ”You and I shall exchange some pointers.”

Monk Ming Xin immediately made a move, and it was Thunderclap Eight Strikes, Spring Thunder on the Lonely East Sea. As he moved, thunder rang through the area as though an overflowing river was surging into the sea as the spring thunder suddenly exploded.

When this move was executed, it had the illusions of a divine art. The vital qi that was both in front and behind Monk Ming Xin could be faintly seen transforming into majestic mountains with the river water surging down from them. It looked like it had come from the sky and smashed into the sea.

When the moves of Thunderclap Eight Strikes were executed to this extent, they were almost no different from a divine art. Rulai's Mahayana Sutra of Great Thunderclap Monastery was indeed worthy of its reputation!

Qin Mu also executed Thunderclap Eight Strikes which were just as impressive and majestic. Mountains and rivers, a vast sea and spring thunder, as well as world-shaking booms, exploded as the muscles on these two people flexed. The tendons were like fine dragons snaking here and there under the skin, pushing the circulation of strength to its maximum, cheering up the monks.

”Ming Xin, beat this devil to death!” a dried up, thin old monk shouted out. ”This devil actually cultivates our Great Thunderclap Monastery's technique; it's a blasphemy against Buddha, so beat him to death!”

Qin Mu's move changed and transformed into Thousand Armed Buddha, and in that instant, his palm transformed into afterimages which made it seem as though he had a thousand arms. Each movement of a palm caused the sound of thunder as if a huge buddha was waving his thousand arms to subdue devils. All the monks had a change in expression when they saw this.

Qin Mu, this devil from Heavenly Devil Cult, had already comprehended every single essence of Thunderclap Eight Strikes. Just based on this Thousand Armed Buddha, his attainments surpassed eighty to ninety percent of the monks in the monastery.

The voices of the monks grew softer as they muttered in their hearts, 'Seems like Ming Xin's attainment in this move is inferior to his, he probably can't win…'

Ming Xin also executed Thousand Armed Buddha to fight back, and he immediately knew that his attainments were lacking. His body trembled as he executed Winning Skill and expanded exponentially. Countless buddhist scriptures surrounded his body like a huge bell which rang non-stop.

The two thousand-armed buddhas clashed, and the superior one was determined at that instant. Qin Mu's palm hit the huge bell which was the buddhist scriptures, and rings of buddha rays burst forth from the wall of the bell.

At this moment, where did Qin Mu look like a devil? He was clearly an eminent monk that had achieved his Dao. A young buddha that had green dragons surrounding him as he looked extremely dignified.

The next instant, Monk Ming Xin saw Qin Mu's palm breaking through the huge bell and changing into a fist mudra that hit him in the heart, astonishing him.

Qin Mu's fist had gone precisely through the flaw in his Rulai's Mahayana Sutra. With his fist as a mudra, he exploited that flaw and went straight for the body. This strike had hit him straight in his lethal point!

However, Qin Mu's fist didn't have much power. He retracted it after giving a gentle punch.

The hearts of the monks calmed down. 'This devil's cultivation isn't high, only his moves are exquisite.'

Monk Ming Xin composed himself and immediately countered, only to see Qin Mu slithering around him like a dragon. With his thousand arms moving about, countless flaws appeared on the buddhist scripture bell in an instant. The lethal points in the heart of his brows, his ears, his eyes, the back of his heart, his sea of qi, his jade occiput were all marked once by Qin Mu. In the blink of an eye, he had received hundreds of fatal attacks!

These attacks were all aimed at the flaws of Monk Ming Xin's Rulai's Mahayana Scripture. He was stunned for a moment, then felt like he was a cauldron that was leaking water everywhere. There were fatal flaws everywhere, and cold sweat uncontrollably rolled down his forehead.

To remove the flaw, he had acted according to his initiative and changed Rulai's Mahayana Sutra. He thought he had erased the weak spot on his throat, but instead, he had affected the rest of his body, creating more flaws in his technique.

'The cultivation of this devil is indeed not high!” All the monks were put at ease now. 'If he can't break through Ming Xin's Golden Bell Body Protection, no matter how intricate his moves are, there will be no power behind his attacks.'

Qin Mu stopped, and Monk Ming Xin came to a realization. He swiftly expressed his thanks, ”Thank you senior brother for your guidance! Only now do I know that Rulai's Mahayana Sutra can't be carelessly changed.”

Qin Mu shook his head. ”It's not that you cannot change, you just lack an opponent who can allow you to express your talent and potential to its fullest extent. If you had a person that had profound knowledge and wide horizons, he could push you to improve, to continuously change your technique. In that case, you would achieve perfection.”

Monk Ming Xin immediately looked at him, and Qin Mu shook his head again. ”I can't, I don't have the ability. You can go find Rulai, let him impart to you Rulai's Mahayana Sutra directly. I as your opponent will limit your improvement.”

Monk Ming Xin acknowledged this, but said,”Rulai is all about destiny, I don't know if I have this destiny… Crap!” His expression changed, and he stamped his feet. ”This is bad! If you had lost to me, they wouldn't be able to steel themselves to beat you to death, but now that you defeated me, they will certainly kill you! What should we do?”

”Ming Xin, fall back. ”A middle-aged monk came forward with a slightly grim expression as he scolded, ”Junior Brother Ming Xin, aren't you too kindhearted! This is subduing the devil, yet you held back and did not take his life, are you going to leave this devil alive to bring chaos to the world? This is a grave sin!”

Monk Ming Xin opened his mouth, wanting to say something when that monk swept his sleeves at him. ”Are you not going to fall back and reflect on yourself?”

Monk Ming Xin could only fall back feeling grieved. 'When had I held back? I clearly executed my full strength!'

The middle-aged monk looked at Qin Mu and said, ”Cult Master Qin, you're the cult master of Heavenly Devil Cult, while I'm merely a monk with no reputation in the Heavenly Dragon Cloister of Great Thunderclap Monastery. This isn't considered the big bullying the small, right?”