Martial Arts Competition (7)

Next up.

The thirteenth match.

Ying Zhixing, the chief disciple of the Arhat Hall's Fourth Branch.

Versus

Lin Mingjie, the chief disciple of the Prajna Hall's Fourth Branch.

Two bald men slowly walked onto the arena and cupped their hands in greeting.

"I am Ying Zhixing, the chief disciple of the Arhat Hall's Fourth Branch. Please enlighten me!"

"I am Lin Mingjie, the chief disciple of the Prajna Hall's Fourth Branch. Please enlighten me!"

As soon as they finished speaking, they immediately attacked. Ying Zhixing made the first move, using the first stance of the Shaolin Mountain-Pushing Palm, "Yang Hardness." Bursts of true energy erupted, and with both palms thrust forward, he pushed out violently. A surge of power rushed straight towards Lin Mingjie, attacking fiercely.

Lin Mingjie was not to be outdone, using the first stance of the Shaolin Profound Void Fist, "Yin Softness." Streams of Yin Softness true energy gathered in his fists. Then, with both fists striking out, he unleashed a wave of Yin Softness force, colliding head-on with the Yang Hardness palms.

"Bang!"

The Yang Hardness palms and the Yin Softness fists clashed, producing a deep sound of fists and palms meeting. They were evenly matched, each being forced back two steps.

Ying Zhixing felt a wave of Yin Softness energy slowly attacking his internal organs. He immediately used his own Yang Hardness true energy to dissolve it. Then, with a solemn expression, he looked at Lin Mingjie, gathering his strength.

Lin Mingjie, on the other hand, felt the Yang Hardness internal force directly assaulting his internal organs. He quickly used his own Yin Softness true energy to slowly dissolve the Yang Hardness internal force within him, cautiously watching Ying Zhixing, preparing to strike again.

Then, the two attacked once more. Ying Zhixing used his Yang Hardness palm force, unleashing ten palms towards Lin Mingjie. Seeing this, Lin Mingjie quickly responded, using his Yin Softness fist force to meet the Yang Hardness palm force with ten punches.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The two figures instantly exchanged ten moves on the field, creating bursts of air. Ying Zhixing found an opportunity and once again unleashed his Yang Hardness palm force, aiming for Lin Mingjie's chest. Seeing this, Lin Mingjie also unleashed his Yin Softness fist force, meeting it head-on.

The two clashed again. Lin Mingjie was struck back by the Yang Hardness palm force, lightly retreating seven or eight steps, relying on his Yin Softness true energy to dissolve the impact.

Ying Zhixing felt an uncomfortable sensation, a wave of Yin Softness force slowly attacking his internal organs, which he suppressed directly with his Yang Hardness true energy.

"Damn it! This bastard's Yin Softness force is too disgusting. Every time I clash with him, this Yin Softness force is driven into my body. It's troublesome if I don't suppress it with true energy!"

"Hehe! Feeling uncomfortable, are you? My Yin Softness force clings tightly to your body. Annoying, isn't it? Hahaha!"

"Hmph! You're not having an easy time with my Yang Hardness internal force shaking your body, are you? If you're not careful, you might suffer serious injuries!"

After speaking, Ying Zhixing used the second stance of the Shaolin Mountain-Pushing Palm, "Mountain-Pushing." Ying Zhixing's entire body erupted with true energy, and with both palms thrust forward, he pushed out violently. Wave after wave of surging power stacked together, attacking Lin Mingjie fiercely.

Lin Mingjie was immediately shocked. He quickly used the second stance of the Shaolin Profound Void Fist, "Waves." Streams of Yin Softness true energy gathered in his fists. Then, with both fists striking out, the Yin Softness true energy, like waves, collided head-on with the Yang Hardness palms.

"Bang!"

Only a burst of air was heard. The two exchanged a blow from a distance. Ying Zhixing's surging palm force was penetrated by the Yin Softness wave-like fist force, directly injuring his internal organs. He spat out a mouthful of blood and retreated seven or eight steps.