"Everyone, get up. Let's work together and practice hard. In the future, Changshengmen will surely regain the glory of ten thousand years ago!"
Ling Xiao smiled slightly, his voice extremely confident, as if he was stating a fact.
Deng Tiande rolled his eyes and said with a grin, "Yalin, the Holy Son is a man of extraordinary power and is unrivaled in the world. He knows everything about the martial arts of our Changsheng Sect. Aren't you confused about practicing the Little Vajra Fist recently? Why don't you go and ask the Holy Son for advice?"
Deng Yalin woke up as if from a dream, and quickly looked at Ling Xiao, forcing a smile and said: "Ling... Saint, I am dull in talent. I have already practiced the Little Diamond Fist to the minor success stage. Recently, I have become more and more proficient, but I can't enter the major success stage. Saint, you have unparalleled talent, you must know the Little Diamond Fist like the back of your hand, right?"
The practice of martial arts is divided into four levels: entry, minor success, major success and perfection.
Deng Yalin had a smile on his face, but his eyes showed his gloating. This grandfather and grandson had a good plan. Since they couldn't stop Ling Xiao from becoming the Son of God, they would just praise him to death.
Although Ling Xiao had good talent, how much could a chores disciple of Changsheng Sect learn about its martial arts? Not to mention the advanced martial arts such as the Little Vajra Fist that only inner disciples could practice
If Ling Xiao couldn't answer by then, he would definitely make a fool of himself in front of everyone, and the two of them would be able to vent their anger.
Ling Xiao glanced at Deng Yalin calmly and instantly saw through his wishful thinking.
"The Little Vajra Fist is only a top-grade Xuan-level martial art, and you have only cultivated it to the minor success stage. You are indeed dull in talent. Today I am in a good mood, so I will teach you a little. You should practice the Little Vajra Fist once!"
Hearing Ling Xiao's bland words, Deng Yalin suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart, thinking that if you can't explain it clearly later, I will ridicule you harshly.
He held his breath, said nothing, and walked straight to the square, performing the Little King Kong Fist.
Boom!
Deng Yalin's Little Vajra Fist is powerful and fierce, and coupled with his cultivation in the Spiritual Transformation Realm, when he performs a set of boxing techniques, it is like a Vajra descending to the earth, with astonishing momentum.
The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall cheered loudly and praised loudly, and the other disciples also showed amazement on their faces.
Even in Ling Xiao's eyes, Deng Yalin's aptitude was considered good. After all, he was very clear about the origin of the Little Vajra Fist. It was originally a top-grade earth-level martial art, the Vajra Subduing Demon Fist. The Little Vajra Fist was only the introductory martial art of the Vajra Subduing Demon Fist. The Vajra Subduing Demon Fist might have been lost long ago.
This style of boxing is very difficult to practice. It is really good that Deng Yalin has been able to achieve some success in it at this age.
But it's just good enough. After all, with Ling Xiao's vision, what kind of peerless genius has he not seen
"Son, how about my little diamond fist?"
After the Little King Kong Fist was finished, Deng Yalin looked at Ling Xiao triumphantly.
"Trash is trash. You beat the little King Kong Fist into a pulp. What the hell is this?"
Ling Xiao said calmly, without any mercy.
Deng Yalin was furious and said in a cold voice: "In this case, please teach me the real Little King Kong Fist, Holy Son!"
Deng Yalin was filled with rage and had no place to vent it, so he just waited to see Ling Xiao make a fool of himself.
Everyone showed a look of disbelief, thinking that Ling Xiao was too arrogant to speak such outrageous words. How would he end up like this
Nangong Xuan looked indifferent, while Deng Tiande just smiled without saying a word, both looking at Ling Xiao.
"Look, this is what the real Little King Kong Fist looks like!"
Ling Xiao left a word and leaped into the Changsheng Square.
At the top of Changsheng, the clouds were misty and the mountain wind was blowing around. Lingxiao stood on the square, his face was as handsome as jade, his black hair was flying, his eyes were as bright as stars, and there was a majestic aura emanating from him.
After a moment, he moved.
Ling Xiao threw out a punch that looked light, but instantly brought clouds all over the sky towards him. His fist shone brightly and began to emit the sound of thunder.
Boom!
Ling Xiao punched one after another, his speed getting faster and faster, until in the end the sky was full of fist shadows like lightning, and his punches were powerful and unmatched, like a Vajra, with a sense of invincibility and the ability to slay demons and monsters.
The wind and clouds changed color, the sun and the moon were obscured, and Ling Xiao punched the void with one punch after another, as if it was a divine hammer, smashing on the heavenly drum, causing the blood of many disciples to boil and their faces to show shock.
"Without true Qi, his punches can cause strange phenomena in heaven and earth. This is... This is the Little Vajra Fist of the Perfect Realm. How is this possible?!"
Deng Yalin was shocked beyond words, his face full of horror.
"This kid... actually knows Little King Kong Fist?" Deng Tiande's face was full of bitterness.
“This is not just the perfect Little Diamond Fist, this is the artistic conception of boxing, hahahaha… God bless our Changsheng Sect!”
Nangong Xuan suddenly burst into laughter, his face full of excitement.
"That's right, this is not a strange phenomenon of heaven and earth, this is the power of heaven and earth. Human power is limited, but the power of heaven and earth is endless. Using human power to draw the power of heaven and earth is the artistic conception. It is unique to comprehend the meaning of boxing in the Kaimai realm! Congratulations, Sect Master, this is a sign of the prosperity of Changsheng Sect!"
The Great Elder was also very excited, and his white beard was shaking.
"Artistic concept... artistic concept... Even I haven't comprehended the artistic concept. Nangong Qing is known as the number one of the younger generation of Changsheng Sect, but he is only on the verge of comprehending the sword intent. How could this kid possibly do that?!"
Deng Tiande looked incredulous, his eyes full of jealousy.
boom!
When Ling Xiao's last punch landed, the clouds in the sky were actually dissipated neatly and turned into a huge fist in the void. Under the sunlight, it was as bright as gold. It suddenly exploded and shook the sky.
"This is the real Little Vajra Fist. Do you see it clearly? Little Vajra Fist is not just about being hard and fierce. Softness is the body, strength is the soul, and hardness is the intention. The intention is in the fist. Only when hardness and softness are integrated can one transform into a furious Vajra and subdue demons and monsters!"
Ling Xiao walked up to the distraught Deng Yalin and said calmly.
"Softness is the body, strength is the soul, hardness is the mind, the mind is in the fist, hardness and softness are one..."
Deng Yalin's face was pale and he was muttering to himself, as if he had fallen into a state of madness, but his eyes were becoming brighter and brighter.
"I see, I see..."
Deng Yalin laughed loudly, jumped up and began to perform the Little Vajra Fist. The power of his punch became much softer, but continuous, like a big river. The power was more than just increased to a level.
The Little Vajra Fist has reached the highest level of perfection!
Next, Deng Yalin made a decision that surprised many people.
He walked quickly to Ling Xiao and knelt down with a plop.
"Saint Son, I am short-sighted and arrogant. I don't know that there are always people better than me, and I shouldn't have bullied my fellow disciples. Saint Son, you let bygones be bygones and taught me the Little Vajra Fist. I feel ashamed. In the future, I will definitely work hard to cultivate and assist Saint Son to carry forward the Changsheng Sect!"
Deng Yalin looked at Ling Xiao with eyes full of fanatical admiration and his voice was extremely sincere.
"Yalin, you... you bastard!"
Deng Tiande was also dumbfounded, pointing at Deng Yalin and cursing with a red face.
"Junior Brother Deng, it's rare for a child like Yalin to correct his mistakes. It's precious. You should be happy for him!"
Nangong Xuan smiled slightly.
Deng Tiande opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything, his face full of bitterness.
(End of this chapter)