Purple Mist Dao Master-Chapter 139 - 121 Master Luo, Cut Through His Center!

"The twelve-word formula of the Mantis Technique starts with ’trickery’."

"Watch closely—"

"When Master Luo starts, he won’t strike unless tricking first; one trick leads to a strike, striking multiple times, well-versed in trickery!"

"Technique prioritizes trickery!"

"But the rhythm focuses on being ’continuous’!"

"Mantis Fist!"

"Must connect together!"

"Everyone watch quickly—"

"Quick eyes! Quick hands! Quick steps! Quick body! Quick form!"

"One move becomes three, combining length and shortness, overwhelming momentum, unpredictable changes."

"This is the momentum when Mantis Fist connects."

"It’s important to strike with its momentum, find the gap to strike, see an opening and strike, strike out, strike back also, with attack as defense, slashing and pounding with force." freёwebnoѵel.com

"Focus on continuity!"

"But if I break Master Luo’s rhythm, breaking the ’continuous formation’ of the Mantis Fist, watch again—"

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Luo Bing’s Mantis Fist is actually not bad. In terms of strength and mastery of the technique, he even surpasses Tu Tiannan, excelling with veteran finesse.

But he faced Yan Chuan.

Not one of the Ten Elders!

Yan Chuan fought with his eyes practically closed, effortlessly!

At the moment, while fighting this Master Luo, Yan Chuan either advanced or retreated. When retreating, he defended, or to put it bluntly, he ’fed moves,’ allowing Master Luo to reveal the essence of Mantis Fist, making it easier for Yan Chuan to explain directly to the disciples on scene, enhancing the teaching effect.

However, he did not just retreat endlessly. Teaching required comparison. After showing everyone the ’continuity’ of Mantis Fist, he needed to show the transformation when Mantis Fist lost its ’continuity.’

"Watch closely!"

"See how I disrupt, and Master Luo is at a loss!"

"Unable to advance or retreat, his level has greatly diminished!"

"This fist!"

"Is not supposed to be used like this!"

Yan Chuan spoke about Mantis Fist, but his talk was not limited to Mantis Fist. He extended it to Taikang Academy’s secret martial arts—

"The Butterfly Palm also emphasizes ’continuity,’ much like Mantis Fist in principle."

"The butterfly among flowers stands proud, flies through the forest as the moon hides."

"With gold separated and breaking moves, with fierceness uproots bamboo linked to branches."

"It’s all about ’continuity’!"

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From Mantis Fist, extending to Butterfly Palm!

It was now that Yan Chuan seriously began teaching.

He fought with ease, but taught with diligence.

Yet, it was a pity.

From entering with Mantis Fist to teaching was ’Butterfly Palm’—

"Not ’Four Gates Fist’."

"Nor ’Buddha Han Fist’."

Hao Meng felt it unfortunate.

He practiced ’Buddha Han Fist,’ while Duan Hong practiced ’Four Gates Fist.’ If Yan Chuan were to explain these two fist techniques, at least one of them would benefit.

But unfortunately, it was Butterfly Palm.

However—

"Don’t rush!"

"Yan Chuan has become a professor at the academy, he will teach every month, there will be plenty of opportunities!"

"Even today, it’s just the beginning!"

Duan Hong did not share Hao Meng’s worry; she quietly comforted him.

Unlike Hao Meng, who only focused on Yan Chuan, Duan Hong saw more. She seemingly realized that with Yan Chuan’s way of fighting, today will surely not end well, and the Old School will certainly not let it slide.

Don’t believe it?

Just watch!

As the battle continued, look at the opposing Luo Bing—

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"Too much bullying!"

Luo Bing’s face turned red with anger, already fuming as if one Buddha ascended to heaven, two Buddhas came to earth!

This bastard!

If it were simply losing to Yan Chuan, it would be one thing.

But Yan Chuan?

Whether defending or attacking, it was clearly deliberate, effortlessly handling him, using him as ’teaching material,’ carelessly kneading him on stage. He could easily defeat him but intentionally dragged it out, keeping him on stage for humiliation!

Aaaaaah!

This infuriates me!

Luo Bing became chaotic with rage—

"Look, look, look!"

"Everyone pay attention! Even if your fist technique foundation is strong, in battle, you must avoid getting impatient or angry, for such confusion leads to disorder, and with disorder in techniques, defeat is not far away."

"But let’s not rush, let’s allow Master Luo to adjust, the intricacies of Mantis Fist have not been fully displayed by him."

"I’ve heard that the ’Mantis Fist’ of the Luo family, after being innovated by Senior Luo Er, advanced to a higher level, becoming ’Plum Blossom Mantis Fist,’ with an ultimate move called ’Butterfly Flower.’ Coincidentally, within the ’Butterfly Palm’ there is also an ultimate move named ’Butterfly Flower.’ So, let’s give Master Luo a chance to perform his ultimate move, and then compare it with ’Butterfly Palm’ to see the similarities and differences of the two ’Butterfly Flowers.’

Yan Chuan, extremely arrogant!

Offstage.

The disciples of Taikang Academy already watched with excitement.

They saw Luo Bing, who was renowned in the Old School, and besides the Four Elders, no one else in Taikang Academy could rival his ’Mantis Fist.’ But now, he was being toyed with easily by the newcomer Professor Yan like a child, being kneaded at will, it was too satisfying.

"Professor Yan is too formidable!"

"He absolutely crushed Luo Bing!"

"Luo Bing is also a master; most of our academy’s professors can’t beat him, and at best they could draw with him, but Professor Yan handles it with ease! This strength, no wonder he conquered the city of Guangling!"

"Guangling is much stronger than Taikang!"

"He’s the Over River Dragon! And one of our own!"

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The disciples were all amazed by Yan Chuan’s strength and delighted, proud, and full of honor in having such a professor, such an ’insider’ join their academy!

Moreover.

It wasn’t just watching for entertainment!

They could learn something!

While Yan Chuan was fighting Luo Bing, he integrated ’Mantis Fist’ with ’Butterfly Palm’ in his explanation, giving a new perspective from a fresh angle, and some disciples made progress in their understanding of ’Butterfly Palm’ right away—

"Ah!"

"I’ve got it!"

Among the field, many disciples practiced ’Butterfly Palm,’ and as they listened, many gradually realized this, with voices rising in various tones of wonder and joy, truly making Shao Yancong and Zhao Ye, standing at the front, immensely pleased.

Yan Chuan!

His first class!

Unexpectedly achieved such an effect!

The two old men, one practices ’Four Gates Fist,’ the other ’Five Elements Boxing,’ but they had dabbled in Taikang Academy’s Eight Gates Secret Fist Skills, including ’Butterfly Palm.’ Listening to Yan Chuan’s explanation, their understanding of Butterfly Palm also deepened.

They were both surprised and delighted!

Not for their improvement in fist skills, but for Yan Chuan’s teaching talent.

Yan Chuan, new as he was, already had such a profound understanding of ’Butterfly Palm.’ Truly astonishing! Truly pleasing!

The two elders listened intently.

On stage.

Yan Chuan also reaped numerous rewards—

[Your ’Butterfly Palm’ has improved, skill level +5]

[Your ’Butterfly Palm’ has improved, skill level +8]

[Your ’Butterfly Palm’ has improved, skill level +14]

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[Your ’Butterfly Palm’ has improved, Fourth Realm Slightly Accomplished → Fifth Realm of Mastery.]

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Yan Chuan became even more motivated—

"Master Luo!"

"Turn, twist, wind, rotate, spin!"

"Mantis Fist requires ferocity and intensity, a balance between soft and hard, needs surrounding rotations, and up-and-down spirals!"

"Think of a dragonfly touching water lightly!"

"Think of a butterfly dancing among flowers!"

"Think of a tiger descending the mountain!"

"Then think of a flood dragon fetching water!"

"Move like lightning, still like a mountain, clear division of yin and yang, power released whole, no single-handed action, seamless connection of moves!"

"Loose like elasticity, shrink like a ball!"

"Come on, come on!"

"Strikes when provoked, strikes when not provoked, continuous strikes tightly linked!"

"Seven long, eight short!"

"Eight hard, twelve soft!"

"That’s right!"

"Connect!"

"Master Luo! Must connect together!"

"Intention focused and spirit released, start with intention, power stems from the waist, foundation in the feet, branches swaying in the hands, branches swaying with solid roots—"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Exactly like this!"

"Master Luo, attack my center line!"

"Come!"

"Strike!"

"Butterfly Flower!!"

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Luo Bing was completely dominated by Yan Chuan, originally wanting to resist, but each of Yan Chuan’s words and guidance seemed imbued with magic, making him involuntarily follow, unable to rebel.

Luo Bing was in the thick of it, unaware.

But the experts below the stage saw clearly—

"Every point Yan Chuan makes hits Master Luo’s pressure points, all from the perspective of Mantis Fist’s moves and traits, offering the optimal solution for the next move."

"Master Luo has achieved great success in Mantis Fist, trained to the bone, capable of clearly distinguishing whether his improvisation or Yan Chuan’s guidance is better. If he forcibly ignores Yan Chuan’s advice, he’s not defying Yan Chuan but contending against himself, fighting against the foundation of Mantis Fist he honed over thirty years!"

"How difficult that is!"

"He doesn’t want to listen!"

"But he has no choice but to listen!"

"So suffocating!"

"Master Luo is so suffocated!"

Wang Can, watching Luo Bing, felt more alarmed as he watched the fight with Yan Chuan. He was also from the Old School, practiced ’Sealing Hand Fist,’ and deemed his strength superior to Luo Bing. But witnessing Luo Bing against Yan Chuan, he hesitated, unsure if he could match Yan Chuan.

It’s not that he lacks confidence.

It’s just that Yan Chuan is too bizarre.

Wang Can watched closely, witnessing Yan Chuan guiding step by step, leading Luo Bing to elevate ’Mantis Fist’ to one climax after another, finally eliciting the strongest strike of the ’Plum Blossom Mantis Fist’—

"Butterfly Flower!"

"Butterfly Flower?!"

There was no disputing Luo Bing’s Butterfly Flower!

But now look at Yan Chuan—

"The Sky-reaching Furnace resounds, startling mountains, the butterfly disturbs the fading flowers, spewing spirit!"

"Jade loops around like wind turns, in succession, imposing stance hard to resist!"

"Butterfly Flower!"

"This is ’Butterfly Palm’!"

Shao Yancong’s eyes widened.

Zhao Ye was both shocked and delighted.

They witnessed—

Mantis Fist against Butterfly Palm!

Butterfly Flower against Butterfly Flower!

Luo Bing used Mantis Fist.

Yan Chuan performed Butterfly Palm.

The former skillfully hooked and struck, flexible in flashing moves, showing the essence of Mantis Fist—

Hook, building, pluck, hang, stick, adhere, attach, lean, trick, advance, burst, hit!

A pair of hands like butterflies dancing among flowers, directly targeting Yan Chuan’s centerline!

And Yan Chuan—

Arm striking as iron, butterfly double fly swiftly advancing!

Enemy attacks rapidly, whirls around to dodge, sudden downpour breaks branches, injures!

With palm roots opposing as both palms opened wide!

This is Butterfly Palm!

The hand techniques fluttering, akin to butterflies entering the floral grove—

This too is ’Butterfly Flower’!

Pa pa pa!

Bang bang bang!

The two fought fiercely, swiftly countering moves, their energies clashing, producing occasional sharp sounds, other times muffled thuds.

Inner strength colliding!

A breeze even formed, with the two as the center, blowing towards the audience below.

Truly strong!

But ultimately Yan Chuan had the upper hand—

His palms were like butterflies, shuttling directly to seize.

Boom!

Master Luo, caught off guard, was immediately struck in the chest, his body swiftly retreating, crashing backwards off the stage, yet unharmed, flipping up in a carp leap, pointing at the stage with a cold snort—

"This stage is too slippery!"

Defeat the person but not the stance!

What a Master Luo!

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