Ultimate Village Doctor-Chapter 441 - 479 Hypocritical Iron Buddha
Chapter 441: Chapter 479 Hypocritical Iron Buddha
Chapter 479
In one breath, Long Xiaoshan arrived at the threshing ground. At this time, the police on the threshing ground were like facing a formidable enemy, with seven or eight officers being supported by others.
Zhao Donglai’s face was solemn as he watched the two figures entangled in a brawl within the threshing ground.
Long Xiaoshan briskly walked over and asked, “What happened?”
“Instructor Long, you’ve arrived.” A police officer, upon seeing Long Xiaoshan, said, “Instructor Long, a monk suddenly appeared, insisting on taking Su Songwang away. Our officers tried to stop him but seven or eight got injured by him. This monk is incredibly powerful; even bullets couldn’t penetrate his skin. Thankfully, Captain Xing intercepted him.”
“Bullets didn’t penetrate!”
Long Xiaoshan’s gaze sharpened, tiny golden flames igniting within his pupils.
On the threshing ground, it was indeed Xing Ye and a monk battling each other.
Their speed was so fast that ordinary people could hardly catch a glimpse.
However, Long Xiaoshan’s vision was extraordinary, and he could clearly see that the monk was extremely strong, around forty to fifty years old, dressed in a black-grey monk’s robe. As he moved, his skin occasionally glinted with an iron-blue sheen, like iron armor.
He didn’t possess the Inner Strength typical of a martial artist, but between his muscles flowed a power that was different from Inner Strength.
“Hard Qi Gong!”
Long Xiaoshan’s eyes narrowed.
This monk cultivated an extremely formidable Hard Qi Gong technique. His skill had reached such a refined level that his strength was not inferior to a mid Xuan-Level martial artist.
Such a strong individual unexpectedly emerged from this small village.
The world is vast, filled with hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
One should never underestimate any place.
Moreover, Long Xiaoshan had already surmised that the hard technique practiced by Su Dahu likely originated from this monk—that he was probably Su Dahu’s master. However, Su Dahu’s hard technique was far inferior to the monk’s.
This monk had advanced from external to internal training, even his vital organs were cultivated to be exceptionally strong, no wonder bullets couldn’t penetrate his body.
Facing such a Hard Qi Gong expert was like encountering a fierce ancient general. Such an opponent was not something ordinary police officers could withstand.
Boom Bang!
Just as he was observing, a sudden shift occurred on the threshing ground.
The monk delivered a triple-strike, breaking through Xing Ye’s defense, and with one palm strike to Xing Ye’s chest, Xing Ye’s towering, war-god-like body was lifted several feet off the ground and flown seven to eight meters away before tumbling down and spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.
Long Xiaoshan quickly leaped to Xing Ye’s side and discovered a depression of about an inch in his chest with a pitch-black palm print emerging there. Most of the ribs in his chest were broken.
Xing Ye had practiced the Vajra Technique.
To be injured so severely by a single palm strike illustrated the monk’s tremendous strength and ruthlessness. It was fortunate Xing Ye had practiced the Vajra Technique; otherwise, a single palm strike might have shattered his internal organs.
“Amitabha!”
The monk chanted the Buddha’s name and, without a glance at the fallen Xing Ye, slowly walked toward the handcuffed Su Family, ignored the police who were on high alert and pointing their guns at him, and calmly said, “Your guns are useless against me, save your efforts. Out of respect for your status as law officers, I do not wish to kill. Step aside.”
Su Songwang, handcuffed, showed a look of joy and shouted, “Master Tiefo, hurry and save me, take me away.”
A cold voice resounded, “Today, no one will take you away.”
Long Xiaoshan fed an Elixir Pill to Xing Ye and stood up.
Slowly walking toward the monk, the monk at first didn’t pay much attention until Long Xiaoshan approached him and suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure.
So the monk stopped in his tracks and turned to size up Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan walked within about ten meters of the monk and likewise stopped, sizing up the opponent. The monk was only around 1.6 meters tall, very solid-looking, and shaped much like a large barrel, robust from top to bottom.
Long Xiaoshan coldly said, “What business does someone from outside the secular world have interfering here? The Su Songwang family has committed numerous atrocities in the local area. Instead of properly reciting your scriptures, you run out to contribute to evil deeds.”
“Amitabha! This poor monk only knows the Su Family has merit in worshipping the Buddha Ancestor. What goes around comes around, Su benefactor planted good causes before the Buddha, so today he reaps good fruits. This monk is simply enacting the Buddha Ancestor’s will, repaying karmic debt. Benefactor, please step aside and let this monk take Su benefactor away,” the monk said with his hands clasped together.
“You self-righteous monk, spewing nonsense, feigning kindness and righteousness,” Long Xiaoshan was repulsed by the monk’s hypocrisy.
“Master Tiefo, he’s the murderer who crippled your disciple Dahu. Today our Su Family has fallen into his hands. As long as you kill him, I am willing to donate the entire secret treasury of the Su Family to worship Buddha,” Su Songwang, seeing Long Xiaoshan emerge, ground his teeth with hatred, his eyes reddening.
“Amitabha, though Dahu is merely a Registered Disciple of mine, he has always been devout in worshipping the Buddha. You have gone so far as to target such a pious Disciple of Buddha’s Gate. Although Buddha’s way is merciful, there exist means to subdue demons,” Master Tiefo said with a sanctimonious air.
“Go to hell, you hypocrite.”
Long Xiaoshan had no interest in bantering with the hypocritical monk and threw a punch at Tiefo.
At the moment, due to the consumption of True Qi after treating the villagers, he was relying solely on his physical strength to fight. He possessed the Vajra Indestructible Technique, a sacred body cultivation method of Buddha’s Gate, so even with his physical body alone, he remained formidable.
The intent of his fist shattered the air, like a wolf howling at the moon.
Tiefo’s expression darkened. When a master makes a move, it’s immediately clear if there’s substance. Long Xiaoshan’s Fist Intent was profound.
This surprised Tiefo greatly. He realized that this guy looked much younger than the tall one he had been fighting earlier.
And his strength surpassed that of the larger man.
Tiefo, relying on his practice of cultivated hard techniques, didn’t even defend, stepping forward with a triple strike, leading with palm and following with fists—utterly ferocious.
Long Xiaoshan executed his Vajra Indestructible Technique to its fullest. Below his skin, countless golden symbols of Buddha’s teachings seemed to emanate. Also, with no defense, the two struck each other simultaneously.
Tiefo had only managed to execute one palm strike from his three moves before Long Xiaoshan sent him reeling with a punch.
Long Xiaoshan too was sent tumbling away by the immense force of the blow.
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Tiefo executed a fish-carp flip to stand up from the ground. The punch had incited a boiling of his blood and Qi, but thanks to his Iron Shirt technique extending to his organs, that punch didn’t seriously wound him. Coldly watching his opponent, Long Xiaoshan, who had eaten one of his palm strikes, presumably couldn’t rise… His eyes suddenly narrowed as Long Xiaoshan slowly got up from the ground.
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