Chapter - 15 Pines And Cypresses Grow On the Mount Wudang Peak (3)

Everyone could see that Jueyuan was in a frantic state, anyone knew now that Jueyuan didn't know any martial arts at all.

These excellent sword techniques of He ZuDao were all blocked in a very silly way.

WuSe and WuXiang were very worried and called out: "Please spare him, benefactor He!"

Even Guo Xiang called out: "Don't harm him!"

He ZuDao put everything he knew in this battle but still couldn't overcome this monk.

He didn't believe this monk didn't know any martial arts. The reason why Jueyuan could avoid being hit was that he had very powerful internal energy.

He ZuDao realised his swift techniques were in vain and yelled out. A light flash was aiming for Jueyuan's abdomen.

Jueyuan called out and used the two buckets to clip down the sword. He ZuDao wanted to pull the sword back but couldn't move an inch. Quickly, He ZuDao changed technique and released the sword and placed all his energy to his palms and attacked with his palms. He aimed for Jueyuan's head.

At this point, Jueyuan couldn't block that move anymore. The situation was very dangerous. Zhang Junbao was very worried for his teacher, so Zhang leapt out and used the technique that Yang Guo taught him three years ago, namely "Extend in all Directions." Zhang hit He ZuDao on his left shoulder.

At this time, the internal energy of Jueyuan was focused on the two buckets. The energy forced the water out in two spouts of water. When the energy of He ZuDao met with the spouts of water, the water was dispersed but also the energy of He ZuDao was gone. Both He ZuDao and Jueyuan were wet.

He ZuDao was engaged in the fight with Jueyuan and didn't pay any attention to the young Zhang Junbao. Little did He ZuDao realise that Zhang's palm technique and internal energy were very good and strong. He ZuDao was pushed away and could only stand still after three paces backwards.

Jueyuan said: "Amitabha, Amitabha! Please let me go, benefactor He. Those few attacks were really frightening." Jueyuan used his sleeve to wipe away the water on his face and quickly stepped aside.

He ZuDao angrily said: "The ShaoLin Monastery has indeed many extraordinary people. Even a little boy has such good martial arts. Youngster, let us fight, if you can withstand ten of my stances I will never step foot again in China."

WuSe and WuXiang knew that Zhang Junbao was just a boy who cleaned the library and helped out Jueyuan in his duties. Zhang never learnt any martial arts, he just accidentally hit He ZuDao just then. If they really fought, Zhang Junbao wouldn't last one stance.

WuXiang spoke: "Benefactor He, you're wrong. You are called "The three Saints of KunLun, your martial arts is unequalled through the realm. How can you fight with a mere young cleaner? If you don't mind, let me accept that challenge."

He ZuDao shook his head and said: "Everyone saw that he just hit me, I cannot let that go unpunished. Watch out, lad!"

This palm technique was very fast and he stood very close to Zhang Junbao. WuSe, WuXiang and others wanted to help but were too late to do anything now.

Everyone was worried for Zhang Junbao. Zhang just stood there and his toes were turning to the left and his body turned fluently to the right, taking on the position of an archer. This time, his right hand and left hand were guarding his waist. His right fist attacked. This was a beginning of the ShaoLin fist style called: "The Flower Fist piercing through right."

This stance was absolutely excellent, this was a movement that should be made by a martial arts expert, not a young boy.

When He ZuDao suffered a blow to his shoulder he knew that this young boy's internal strength was superior to Pan Tiangeng and others. But he was confident he could defeat Zhang Junbao within ten stances. When he saw that attack made by Zhang he was quite impressed and said: "Excellent move!"

WuXiang thought of something and smiled to WuSe: "Congratulations, elder brother for having such a good disciple."

WuSe shook his head and said: "I didn't…." At this point, Zhang Junbao used another three stances to counter attack. All the movements were grand and energy generated was full and fluent, not inferior to any ShaoLin martial artist.

Tianming, WuSe, WuXiang and the seven elders of the Meditation Hall saw that Zhang Junbao's techniques were that spectacular. They were all stunned. WuXiang said: " The grandness of his stances is nothing compared to his energy……"

At this point, He ZuDao already used six stances and thought: "If I cannot defeat this young lad, everyone in WuLin will laugh at me for leaving a note to challenge ShaoLin."

Suddenly He ZuDao changed his movement and used a stance called: "The Floating Snow Flocks of Mount Tian."

His palms were incredibly fast, and it seemed like Zhang Junbao was surrounded by palms.

Zhang Junbao was never really instructed on martial arts by anyone, with the exception of Yang Guo three years ago. This is the first time he saw such strange and fast palm techniques and didn't know how to counter it. In a fit of anxiety, he used a ShaoLin stance called: "Two Circling Hands." Zhang Junbao raised his two hands above his face and stood there. This stance was very grand and majestic, no matter how, or where He ZuDao attacked, his attacks will always be met by these two hands.

The monks of the DaMo and LuoHan Hall were all calling out: "Good!" They were all impressed by Zhang Junbao's technique and praised him for using a simple ShaoLin stance to foil a heavy and complicated palm technique.

He ZuDao changed stance again and aimed a fist towards Zhang Junbao. Zhang returned the attack with a stance called: "The Flower leaning towards the seven Stars."

Zhang's palm met with He's fist, there was a banging sound. He ZuDao's body shook and Zhang Junbao backed five paces. He ZuDao's face changed and said: "One more stance, try your best to deal with it."

Everyone remained silent, they knew that this final attack of He ZuDao was very powerful. They knew that He threw in everything to win at this point.

Again Zhang Junbao used: "The Flower leaning towards the seven Stars."

This time there was no sound when fist and palm met. Both were generating internal energy. When it comes to all-round martial arts, He ZuDao would win with ease over Zhang Junbao. But when it comes to internal energy, Zhang learnt some parts of the "Jiu Yang" codex so his internal strength kept increasing and increasing. He ZuDao knew he couldn't defeat this young boy and leapt away and let Zhang Junbao's energy dash forward and used his right hand to push gently on Zhang's back causing him to fall over.

He ZuDao waved his hand and smiled wryly: "He ZuDao, He ZuDao. You're are too arrogant."

He ZuDao turned to abbot Tianming and said: "The martial arts of the ShaoLin Monastery are renowned for a thousand years. It is indeed amazing. Today I have seen enough, knowing that the good name of ShaoLin is well deserved."

He turned around and leapt forward a few metres, suddenly he turned around and said to Jueyuan: "Reverend Jueyuan, someone told me to deliver this message: The manuscript is in the oil/ [Jing Zai You Zhong]."

After saying that, he even leapt further away and his movements were incredibly fast, so fast that it was rare in the realm.

Zhang JuBao slowly struggled up, his face covered with sand. Although he was beaten by He ZuDao, He already admitted his defeat to ShaoLin.