Chapter 88: Eighteen Palms of the Falling Dragon

Chapter 88: Eighteen Palms of the Falling Dragon

“Why will I not dare?!” Zhang Chengli was depressed. His second brother said that he was not Zhou Ping’s opponent. He had always thought that his second brother was great, and if he could fight with his second brother so many times, he must be very good. He didn’t expect it that his second brother was just feeding him. Now, Hua Zhuyu suddenly jumped out, as if adding a scoop of oil to Zhang Chengli’s raging anger.

“Huh, I have tolerated the Zhang Family for too long. A cat or dog dared to come out and bark. Hua Zhuyu, what kind of genius do you think you are? You just learned a Purple Mind Method. I actually cultivated one a long time ago!” Zhang Chengli’s face was raging, and as soon as his voice fell, an aura suddenly rose from Zhang Chengli.

Dang Dang Dang Dang

There was a sound of weapons landing. There was a level difference between the purple exercises and the white exercises, and naturally, it could easily suppress the white mental exercises. Zhang Chengli released his aura. Suddenly, no one, except those who cultivated purple techniques, could stand. Huo Churou reacted the fastest and got behind Zhou Ping in one fell swoop.

“So powerful. Is this the difference between purple technique and white technique?” Although he got behind Zhou Ping and most of the pressure was resisted by Zhou Ping, Huo Churou was still half-kneeling on the ground. She suddenly felt bitterness in her heart.

“Ordinary people can be considered masters if they can cultivate above white techniques. But compared with those who cultivated purple techniques, the people who cultivated white techniques are a bunch of scum.”

“My Huo family also has purple techniques, but in the whole family, apart from grandpa, only my father cultivated purple technique with little success. Zhange Chengli cultivated his purple technique in his twenties, and he has already mastered it.

“In addition, the old man of the Zhang family is also a master of purple technique. This family certainly has two masters of purple technique, as well as Zhang Chengli. No wonder the Zhang family dares to do something against the Hua family and dare to ambush the Zhou family. The Zhang family’s forbearance before is probably waiting for Zhang Chengshu’s mastery.

“And this is just the strength that the Zhang family is showing. Who knows if they have any other hidden cards? I remember Zhang Chengshu also has an older brother called Zhang Chengshi. I just heard that Zhang Chengshi suddenly disappeared when he was a child, but now that I listen to Zhang Chengshu, the truth is revealed in his words. It seems that Zhang Chengshi has not disappeared?

“If this is the case, then it will be troublesome. Zhang Chengshi’s aptitude is still higher than that of Zhang Chengshu. Now that Zhang Chengshu has cultivated the purple technique called “Eighteen Palms of the Falling Dragon” to the highest level, that Zhang Chengshi’s skill must be even more than Zhang Chengshu. Come on! If this is the case, wouldn’t the Zhang family have three people in the family who have cultivated purple techniques?”

Huo Churou was shocked by the conclusion she had drawn. There were two meanings for achieving purple techniques and cultivating purple techniques. If the Zhang family really had three of them who cultivated purple techniques, then they would definitely have the strength to contend with the Zhou family.

There was only one person in the Zhou Family who had cultivated a purple technique, and that is Elder Zhou. Huo Churou suddenly understood why the Huo Family was reluctant to intervene in this matter.

Participating in this kind of matter had a big risk! One carelessness could cause death.

In the field, Hua Zhuyu was not affected by Zhang Chengli’s aura. After all, she was also a person who had cultivated a purple technique, and she did not lose to Zhang Chengli’s level.

“Humph!

” Zhang Chengli let out a cold snort, and a dragon roar suddenly sounded on his body. Hearing the sound of the dragon chant, Hua Zhuyu, who had originally looked indifferent, finally changed her expression.

“Being able to make the sound of dragon chanting, this was the point where “Eighteen Palms of the Falling Dragon” was cultivated to the point of proficiency. It was only one step away from the state where he could cultivate a dragon-shaped aura.” Huo Churou’s expression became even more ugly.

“I’m afraid Hua Zhuyu will be in big trouble. “Eighteen Palms of the Falling Dragon” can be transformed into a dragon with Qi Jin after a small accomplishment? What will happen if the cultivation reaches great success?” Zhou Ping heard Huo Churou’s explanation and asked curiously.

“Hey hey. Do you not care about Hua Zhuyu?” Huo Churou complained to Zhou Ping, but still explained Zhou Ping. “Cultivating a dragon-shaped aura means that the cultivator has cultivated the “Eighteen Palms of the Falling Dragon” to the point of being very proficient, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to have the sound of dragons between his fists and feet. If the “Eighteen Palms of the Falling Dragon” has achieved great success, 18 dragon-shaped vigor will appear on his hands.

“Don’t underestimate the strength of this dragon. It can fly and attack the enemy at a distance. It can also hover around to resist attacks. It can also attach to the fists and feet to increase its attack and protection. It has the shape of a dragon. With its protection, even ordinary magic weapons can’t hurt the cultivator. On the contrary, those who are hit by the dragon-shaped aura will have broken tendons.

“It is precisely because of its overbearing power that “Eighteen Palms of the Falling Dragon” is called the number one in foreign skills. It is said that the original “Eighteen Palms of the Falling Dragon” actually has 28 palms, but because it is too strong and too hard, there are some repetitive and cumbersome moves in it, but it is not suitable for the violent temperament. It was eliminated, and only 18 palms remained.

“Although the moves have been reduced, the power of “Eighteen Palms of the Falling Dragon” has not declined, but because the moves are more coherent and the momentum is more vigorous, the power has been greatly increased.

“Although Zhang Chengli’s dragon-shaped aura has not been cultivated, it is still enough to deal with Hua Zhuyu who has just cultivated a purple technique. I am afraid that Hua Zhuyu will be miserable. After Huo Churou finished speaking, she raised her head with difficulty.

“Aping, are you planning to watch Hua Zhuyu lose to Zhang Chengli?”

“I will naturally take action when it is critical.” Zhou Ping shook his head.

“Then can’t you attack now? Hua Zhuyu is not Zhang Chengli’s opponent.”

“No.”

“Why?”

“Because of snotty girl. She wants to fight now.”

Huo Churou was stunned and looked at Hua Zhuyu. She saw that although Hua Zhuyu was not as good as Zhang Chengli in skill, she did not lose in terms of aura. In her pair of beautiful eyes, a raging fighting spirit was burning. Relying on this fighting spirit, Hua Zhuyu even faintly countered Zhang Chengli’s aura.

“Come and fight!” Hua Zhuyu threw away the scabbard. The sword light in her hand flashed like a dragon going out to sea and like a big bird spreading its wings. She rushed towards Zhang Chengli.