How Did You Learn Buddha's Palm?

Rotman suddenly felt a sharp pain on his face, followed by a burning sensation. He quickly withdrew his hand and touched his face, only to find that one cheek had swelled up immediately.

At that moment, he was completely dumbfounded.

How to make fun of it?

Wasn't I supposed to slap the other person across the face?

Why did I get slapped for turning around?

Who did this?

He turned around and looked around, but there was no one in sight except for his group of men. The person who slapped him from behind was nowhere to be found. So who was it that slapped him?

Heluomuni clasped his hands together and whispered, "Amitabha, good, good, I shouldn't have hit him."

But if I don't hit him, he'll hit me.

The Buddha said, "If I don't go to hell, who will? If I don't punish people, who will?"

"You bastard, did you slap me?"

Rotman finally realized that he had just been slapped by the little monk opposite him.

A surge of overwhelming rage ignited within him, and two flames appeared in his eyes.

"Die!"

Blood-red light tore through the clouds, and red demonic patterns ignited around Rotman's body, while his four tiger tails unfurled behind him into a blood-red wheel.

He roared to the sky, the sound waves distorting the air within a radius of ten meters into vortexes, and the ground cracking open with spiderweb-like patterns.

"Little novice, today I will show you the true power of the Tiger Clan of the Star Sea Realm!"

Heluomuni clasped his hands together, his Kashaya fluttered without wind, and a golden image three zhang tall appeared behind him.

He softly chanted Buddhist verses, and a lotus platform bloomed beneath his feet. Layers of Buddhist light collided with the Tiger Demon's demonic power, producing a resounding clang as metal struck stone.

"Amitabha, benefactor, your attachment is too deep. The sea of suffering is boundless; even the mortal head is the shore."

"I'll cut your head off after I kill you!"

Rotman cursed and slammed his palms out.

Hu Xiao shook the heavens, and a hundred-meter-long, dark blue tiger claw appeared in the void, shattering space wherever the claw passed.

Heluomuni's expression turned solemn. With a light tap of his fingertips, eighteen golden Buddhist chains rose from the lotus platform, wrapping around and meeting the tiger's claws.

"Break!" Rotman roared, his tiger claws slamming down.

The chains snapped, and the shockwave sent Heluomuni flying, carving a furrow a hundred meters long into the ground.

Heluomuni wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the Dharma image behind him shone brightly as he formed the highest mudra of the Buddhist Sect with his hands.

"Myriad Buddhas Pay Homage!"

Countless golden Buddha images emerged from the sky, forming a giant Buddha palm that pressed down on Rotman.

Rotman's pupils shrank sharply, his four tiger tails thrashed wildly, and his demonic power erupted like a volcano.

He clenched his fists and chanted, "The Hu Xiao over the Star Sea, Swallow Heaven Devour Earth!"

A gigantic tiger shadow, obscuring the sky, materialized behind Rotman, its eyes bloodshot and its fangs gleaming coldly.

The tiger's shadow roared to the sky, its sound waves materializing and colliding with the Buddha's palm.

In an instant, the world lost its color, space distorted, and a powerful shockwave reduced the surrounding area to rubble.

Both Heluomuni and Rotman coughed up blood and were sent flying backward.

The young novice monk staggered to regain his balance, his Kashaya torn and covered in wounds, but his eyes remained unwavering.

Rotman knelt on one knee, his hand gaping open, yet he still laughed arrogantly, "A Buddhist Sect power! But this isn't over yet!"

He suddenly stood up, his demonic power surged, his four tiger tails shone brightly, and a blood-red Demon Core condensed on the top of his head.

"Take this! Star Sea Tiger Devour!"

The Demon Core exploded, transforming into a gigantic tiger-shaped phantom that opened its blood-red maw and pounced towards Heluomuni.

Heluomuni's eyes narrowed, his hands formed a mudra, and a golden Buddha mark appeared between his brows.

He took a deep breath, and the light behind him surged. "Tathagata Divine Palm, Subdue Demons!"

The enormous golden Buddha's palm collided with the tiger-shaped phantom once more, unleashing a deafening roar.

As the light faded, Heluomuni stood there, his clothes tattered but his posture upright.

Rotman collapsed to the ground, severely injured, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Benefactor, lay down the butcher's knife and you will instantly become a Buddha," Heluomuni said softly, clasping his hands together and chanting scriptures.

Hua Qiang witnessed the fight between the two, and a voice suddenly rang in his mind:

[You have attentively observed Heluomuni's battle and successfully comprehended the supreme Buddhist martial art— the Tathagata Divine Palm —currently at the beginner level.]

[You have carefully observed the battle of the Tiger Clan's Rotman and successfully comprehended the Tiger Clan's divine ability— Star Sea Tiger Devour —currently at the Gate level.]

The two voices immediately made Hua Qiang happy, as these were martial arts moves that could only be possessed by those at the Space-Time Realm or above.

His previous combat skills were incomparable to this power; they were worlds apart.

He had been considering how to acquire martial arts techniques to reach this level, but now they had been delivered right to his doorstep—it was like a pillow coming to his sleep!

"Ah! The lord is injured! Brothers, let's all charge together and avenge him!"

Upon seeing that Rotman was injured, the Tiger Clan were enraged and swarmed around Heluomuni.

At this moment, Heluomuni was also exhausted. Although he was a level higher than his opponent, the opponent was a great demon of the Tiger Clan, whose physical strength was extremely powerful and who could fight across realms.

He had already exhausted all his strength to defeat his opponent, and now, facing a group of Tiger Demon attacking him, to be honest, he felt a chill run down his spine.

Just as he was preparing to unleash his Spiritual Power for a desperate battle, Hua Qiang appeared in front of him in a flash and then said calmly, "Leave the rest to me!"

With a thought, the Tathagata Divine Palm was activated.

Suddenly, golden light shone from the sky, and a gigantic golden hand, covering the sky and the earth, appeared above the clouds.

The giant hand appeared to be composed of tens of thousands of Buddhist characters, each of which resembled a Buddha head, displaying various expressions. They then gathered together to form a giant Buddha hand.

The Buddha's Hand statue possesses a powerful suppressive force, yet it also evokes extreme piety and reverence in people.

This palm seemed capable of dissolving all negative energy, instantly reducing most of the ferocity emanating from the group of the Tiger Clan.

The giant hand slowly pressed down, giving these Tiger Demon a great sense of oppression. Some of them froze in place, while others reacted and hastily resisted, only to be slammed to the ground by the giant hand.

A large crater appeared on the spot, and all the Tiger Clan, including Rotman, were shoved into it.

Various Hu Xiao roars and howls could be heard incessantly.

Hua Qiang's palm strike actually injured all of these Tiger Clan, some of them quite badly.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but shake his head. His strength was still too low; every one of the people on the other side was at a higher level than him.

Even though he used his ultimate move, it only caused them minor injuries, nothing more.

It seems I still need to get Slaughter Points to upgrade this skill to the perfect level. I believe that with another strike, these people will be on their way to meet Marx!

Heluomuni's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He pointed at Hua Qiang and stammered, "Benefactor, how do you know the Tathagata Divine Palm, the supreme martial art of my Buddha Kingdom?"