A Martial Arts Prodigy Seen Once in a Millennium?

For Hui Wen, a Peak Innate Realm martial arts expert,

few things could stir his emotions.

Buddhist cultivation techniques were inherently calming and tranquil.

Hui Wen had immersed himself in Buddhist teachings for seventy or eighty years. Though he could not claim to remain utterly composed with Mount Tai collapsing before him,

he was not far from it.

Yet now,

stormy waves roiled within Hui Wen's heart.

"Is this Arhat Fist? No, this isn't Arhat Fist!!"

Hui Wen carefully observed the Little Novice Monk practicing his fists.

Compared to the surging Qi and Blood unleashed by several hundred adult martial monks practicing Arhat Fist,

this Little Novice Monk's movements caused no commotion.

Yet in Hui Wen's eyes, they carried a sense of effortless perfection.

Natural and seamless.

Every punch and kick the Little Novice Monk threw contained an indescribable profundity.

"How is this possible?!"

"How could a mere child master such a profound fist technique?"

Hui Wen found it unbelievable.

Any martial art, including Buddhist martial arts, required immense time and contemplation to learn and master.

Arhat Fist was not an especially profound martial art, yet an ordinary person still needed six or seven years of hard training to achieve anything with it.

But the fist technique the Little Novice Monk was practicing was clearly several levels above Arhat Fist.

And he had already mastered it to perfection. It was simply inconceivable.

What Hui Wen found most unbelievable was that he had never seen the fist technique practiced by the Little Novice Monk before.

It bore traces of Arhat Fist, yet was countless times more refined.

It had nearly reached the level of Great Zen Temple's Seventy-Two Supreme Techniques.

Hui Wen, an old monk nearing a hundred years of age, had actually never even heard of such a superior Buddhist martial art.

"Courtyard Head."

The other Little Novice Monks also noticed Hui Wen's gaze.

Their faces turned pale, and they stood honestly where they were.

Only Lin Yuan continued practicing the Great Arhat Buddha Fist he had just comprehended.

"Mm."

At this moment, Hui Wen had no interest in the Little Novice Monks who had slipped away without permission.

He waved his hand, signaling all the Little Novice Monks to leave.

Meanwhile, he stared unblinkingly at Lin Yuan, who was practicing his fists.

"Great Arhat Buddha Fist!!"

As Lin Yuan practiced this martial art he had comprehended,

he felt a tingling sensation spreading through his limbs and bones.

It was as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring.

Who knew how much time passed.

Within the dantian in Lin Yuan's lower abdomen, a wisp of energy silently condensed.

This should be Inner Energy?

Innate Inner Energy that only Innate Realm martial arts experts could possess?

Lin Yuan speculated inwardly.

He was merely a three- or four-year-old Little Novice Monk and knew very little.

He only knew that Innate Inner Energy was a power wielded by Innate Realm martial arts experts.

Once the Inner Energy formed, Lin Yuan immediately felt a wave of hunger.

He instinctively stopped practicing his fists.

If he continued, he would probably starve to death.

However, when Lin Yuan looked around,

he found that the several hundred martial monks in the distance, as well as the dozen or so Little Novice Monks beside him,

had all vanished.

In their place stood seven monks who appeared quite elderly.

The burning gaze of the long-browed old monk standing in the middle made Lin Yuan's scalp tingle.

"Courtyard Head? Abbot?"

Lin Yuan asked tentatively.

Of the seven monks, Lin Yuan had met three.

The Courtyard Head of the Martial Monk Courtyard, the Courtyard Head of the Discipline Hall, and the current Abbot of Great Zen Temple.

He did not recognize the other four.

But anyone who could stand alongside the Abbot and Courtyard Heads surely possessed no low status.

Especially that Long Eyebrow Old Monk. Even the Abbot only dared stand half a step behind him.

"Little one."

Hui Jue, the current Abbot of Great Zen Temple, revealed a gentle smile and asked, "Where did you learn the fist technique you were practicing just now?"

After Hui Wen, the Courtyard Head of the Martial Monk Courtyard, had sent the other Little Novice Monks away, he immediately contacted the Abbot of Great Zen Temple and the other Courtyard Heads.

These true martial arts experts of Great Zen Temple immediately realized the gravity of the matter, set aside what they were doing, and hurried over.

Everyone reached the same conclusion as Hui Wen—

The fist technique Lin Yuan practiced possessed a profundity of conception no less than that of a superior martial art.

Moreover, it was an unheard-of Buddhist fist technique.

If they had not seen it with their own eyes, none of them would have believed that there existed a superior Buddhist martial art they had never even heard of.

Where did I learn it?

Hearing this, Lin Yuan relaxed slightly.

By practicing the Great Arhat Buddha Fist in public, he had also intended to reveal his talent.

Through the three attempts earlier, Lin Yuan understood that if he wanted to uncover the effects of his Heaven-Defying Comprehension, he had to encounter as many profound martial arts of this world as possible.

By observing sparrows and earthworms, he could only comprehend ordinary martial arts like the Divine Sparrow Crossing the Sky Movement Technique and the Earth Dragon Turning Over Technique.

But by observing the martial monks practice Arhat Fist, he could directly comprehend the superior martial art Great Arhat Buddha Fist.

If he could observe a superior martial art, then what he could comprehend...

Although Lin Yuan did not know the status of superior martial arts,

the fact that it had allowed him to ascend in a single step and condense Innate Inner Energy meant it was naturally no simple thing.

And if he wanted to come into contact with superior martial arts of Great Zen Temple, or even more profound ones,

he definitely could not do so relying solely on his identity as a Little Novice Monk.

"Reporting to the Abbot, I saw my senior brothers practicing their fists earlier and wanted to practice along with them. As I kept practicing, I comprehended this fist technique. I don't know whether that was right or not."

Lin Yuan promptly revealed a trace of unease.

What he said was not false.

In the Universe Human Alliance, if Lin Yuan were this candid, he might have been observed or even researched.

But this world was a Martial Arts World similar to an ancient feudal dynasty.

Especially here at Great Zen Temple, a place steeped in Buddhist teachings.

No matter how extraordinary a talent Lin Yuan displayed, people would only regard him as the reincarnation of a true Buddha, a living Buddha's Disciple, or something similar.

"He watched martial monks practice Arhat Fist and comprehended a superior martial art far beyond Arhat Fist."

The Abbot of Great Zen Temple and the other Courtyard Heads fell silent.

The Long Eyebrow Old Monk, who had been scrutinizing Lin Yuan with blazing eyes, also fell silent.

If anyone else had said such a thing, they naturally would not have believed it.

What a joke.

Did he take superior martial arts for cabbages?

Most superior martial arts in the world had been created through the painstaking efforts of Grandmaster Realm martial arts experts.

As a sacred Buddhist land and one of the world's Great Martial Sects, Great Zen Temple

mainly relied on the Seventy-Two Supreme Techniques to continually nurture Innate Realm martial arts experts.

The Seventy-Two Supreme Techniques were seventy-two superior martial arts.

A child of three or four years old claimed he had comprehended a superior martial art? Yet upon further consideration, the Abbot and the others astonishingly realized that Lin Yuan might actually be telling the truth.

First, the Great Arhat Buddha Fist was a superior Buddhist martial art.

In the present world, there were indeed other Buddhist sects besides Great Zen Temple.

But without question, all of them followed Great Zen Temple's lead.

There were superior Buddhist martial arts beyond the Seventy-Two Supreme Techniques.

But the Abbot and Courtyard Heads would certainly have heard of them.

Yet the superior fist technique Lin Yuan practiced was something everyone was seeing for the first time.

Second, it was not difficult to see that the Great Arhat Buddha Fist had a deep connection with Arhat Fist.

This matched Lin Yuan's claim that he had comprehended the Great Arhat Buddha Fist by watching Arhat Fist.

In that instant, the Abbot of Great Zen Temple and the several Courtyard Heads exchanged glances.

The same thought surfaced in all their minds.

Could it be that among this batch of newly recruited disciples at Great Zen Temple, there truly was a martial arts prodigy seen only once in a millennium?