A Battle Between Gang Force Martial Arts Grandmasters

The difference between the two cultivation methods reflected the difference between their creators.

Patriarch Bodhidharma was number one under heaven, so the cultivation method he created pursued ultimate power.

Mo Wenjian had poor aptitude and was single-mindedly focused on breaking through bottlenecks. He did not care much about strength.

Each had its strengths and weaknesses. For a genius, the Muscle-Tendon Changing Classic was clearly superior.

But for ordinary people, the Heavenly Gang Thirty-Six Fists, which made it easier to break through bottlenecks, was the better choice.

Of ten people stuck at Dan Jin Perfection, at least nine would be willing to switch to the Heavenly Gang Thirty-Six Fists.

During the simulation, the heads of the six halls might not all have switched to the Heavenly Gang Thirty-Six Fists, yet three had broken through to Gang Force.

That alone showed the value of the Heavenly Gang Thirty-Six Fists.

For Shaolin Temple, this was of strategic importance.

Even the weakest Gang Force National Martial Arts grandmaster was a powerhouse standing at the pinnacle of the world.

Mo Wenjian thought for a moment and decided to make the Heavenly Gang Thirty-Six Fists public.

"Master Decai, I've told you everything about the Heavenly Gang Thirty-Six Fists. Sorry for the trouble, but please take some time to write it down and put it in the Sutra Library for the Shaolin monks to read and study!" Mo Wenjian paused, then continued, "The Heavenly Gang Thirty-Six Fists is a shortcut. Because it skips the process of a qualitative transformation in Qi and Blood, it makes it easy to break through to the Gang Force realm. But everything has its advantages and disadvantages. After becoming a Gang Force National Martial Arts grandmaster, your strength will certainly be greatly reduced because your Qi and Blood haven't undergone a qualitative transformation. To find out exactly how much weaker you are, Master Decai, you can spar with Master Xingshan!"

"There's no need for Martial Uncle Decai to come looking for me. I've come to you myself!" Since Master Xingshan had decided to become Mo Wenjian's dedicated Dao protector, he would naturally protect him in secret at all times.

"I am one of the four divine monks of the De generation, and Martial Nephew Xingshan is the foremost of the Xing generation. I have just broken through to Gang Force, and Martial Nephew Xingshan has likewise just broken through to Gang Force. This contest is perfectly fair!" As soon as Master Decai finished speaking, he charged at Master Xingshan.

Both were Gang Force National Martial Arts grandmasters, and both had Body-Protecting Gang Qi, so they could fight without restraint.

Ordinary attacks could not penetrate their Body-Protecting Gang Qi at all.

Even if a supreme move pierced the Body-Protecting Gang Qi, its remaining force would not be enough to inflict a fatal injury.

As they sparred, neither had any need to hold back.

After a few tentative attacks, the two finally began fighting in earnest.

"Vajra Prajna Palm!" Master Decai's Qi and Blood had not undergone a qualitative transformation, leaving him slightly weaker, so he chose to strike first and seize the advantage.

The Vajra Prajna Palm was Shaolin Temple's foremost palm technique in raw power. Surging Qi and Blood erupted from his palm, forming a massive illusory hand thirty feet tall. At a glance, it resembled the legendary Tathagata Divine Palm.

"Vajra Indestructible Divine Art!" Master Xingshan dared not be careless and hurriedly unleashed his supreme defensive art.

The Vajra Indestructible Divine Art was one of the Four Great Divine Arts of Shaolin. Qi and Blood poured from every limb and bone in Master Xingshan's body, forming a sixty-foot-tall manifestation of a wrathful vajra. At a glance, it resembled the legendary golden body of a Buddha.

Their supreme arts clashed fiercely with an earth-shaking boom.

Master Decai's Qi and Blood had not undergone a qualitative transformation, and the shock forced him to take a step back.

"The Muscle-Tendon Changing Classic truly deserves its reputation as the temple's supreme art. Martial Nephew Xingshan's Qi and Blood are about thirty percent stronger than mine!" Master Decai paused, then continued, "The Vajra Prajna Palm, which I chiefly cultivate, was already twenty percent inferior to the Muscle-Tendon Changing Classic. It seems that skipping the qualitative transformation of Qi and Blood with the Heavenly Gang Thirty-Six Fists doesn't have too serious an effect!"

As Master Decai spoke, he used the Golden Bell Shield, the most widely known of Shaolin's Seventy-Two Supreme Skills in the jianghu.

Master Decai's Qi and Blood poured out of his body, forming a ninety-foot-tall golden bell. The Diamond Sutra was engraved on its surface, and on closer inspection, every character seemed to turn into a monk chanting scripture. Faint Buddhist chants seemed to drift through the air.

"In terms of Qi and Blood cultivation, I consider myself no weaker than Martial Uncle Decai. But when it comes to Buddhist cultivation, I can only gaze at your dust from afar. Martial Uncle Decai's understanding of the Diamond Sutra is probably already no less than Patriarch Bodhidharma's!" As Master Xingshan spoke, he used the Thousand-Hand Tathagata Palm.

Master Xingshan's Qi and Blood poured out of his body, forming a sixty-foot manifestation of the Thousand-Hand Tathagata.

Master Xingshan thrust both hands forward, and a dense mass of palms poured down on the Golden Bell Shield like a torrential rain.

A battle like this had plainly become a battle of attrition.

Mo Wenjian suddenly came to a realization. During the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom uprising, thirteen Gang Force National Martial Arts grandmasters loyal to the Manchu Qing court and eight Gang Force National Martial Arts grandmasters hostile to the Manchu Qing had fought an earth-shaking battle.

Neither side had suffered casualties, and they had ultimately chosen to stop fighting and make peace, most likely because Gang Force National Martial Arts grandmasters' defenses were too formidable.

In an ordinary battle, their Body-Protecting Gang Qi simply could not be penetrated.

Killing a Gang Force National Martial Arts grandmaster was as hard as ascending to heaven.

Just as Mo Wenjian's thoughts were wandering, Master Decai suddenly used the Immovable Wisdom King Seal.

The Immovable Wisdom King Seal was not one of Shaolin's Seventy-Two Supreme Skills created by Patriarch Bodhidharma, but a supreme art from Tibetan Esoteric Buddhism.

The principles behind Tibetan Esoteric Buddhism's cultivation methods differed from those of the eight extraordinary meridians and twelve regular meridians of the Central Plains, originating instead from the three channels and seven chakras of Tianzhu. As a result, warrior monks who cultivated the Immovable Wisdom King Seal were extremely rare.

Master Decai seemed to become a bell hammer. Every hand seal he formed made the Golden Bell Shield ring with an earth-shaking peal.

Powerful Qi and Blood force accompanied the sound waves, crashing fiercely into Master Xingshan.

Master Xingshan's sixty-foot Thousand-Hand Tathagata manifestation was forcibly compressed to thirty feet.

Although Master Decai's Qi and Blood were not as strong as Master Xingshan's, his methods were clearly superior.

The Golden Bell Shield, the Diamond Sutra, and the Immovable Wisdom King Seal combined to produce the extraordinary effect of letting the weaker overcome the stronger.

"Master Decai truly deserves to be one of Shaolin's four divine monks. Whether in understanding cultivation methods or comprehending Buddhist scriptures, I am ashamed of how far I fall short!" Master Xingshan pressed his palms together and conceded to Master Decai.

"If those were your only means, you would never have been able to become abbot. You must have plenty of hidden trump cards!" Master Decai paused, then continued, "We have both just broken through to the Gang Force realm, and we're very unfamiliar with fighting as Gang Force National Martial Arts grandmasters. If we have a thorough, satisfying fight, we can adapt to our greatly increased strength as soon as possible!"

"Since Martial Uncle Decai has invited me so warmly, I naturally would not dare refuse. But we need to change locations. This is, after all, the resting place of eminent monks from generations past. If the aftershocks of our battle damaged the pagodas, it would be a monstrous sin!" Master Xingshan thought for a moment and nodded lightly.

"We were able to break through to the Gang Force realm entirely thanks to the Buddha Child's guidance. We respectfully ask the Buddha Child to offer a few comments on our battle!" Master Decai looked at Mo Wenjian, his gaze full of anticipation.

"Agreed!" Mo Wenjian also wanted to know just how strong Gang Force National Martial Arts grandmasters were in battle, so he agreed without a second thought.

The three went to an open space beside the pagoda forest, where Master Decai and Master Xingshan began fighting with all their might.

The two fought from morning until night, trading blows in an inextricable struggle.

Master Decai had more methods at his disposal, while Master Xingshan had stronger Qi and Blood. The two were almost evenly matched.

Only when the moon shone bright and the stars were few did they stop fighting.