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Chapter 253 - Superior

"Everyone says that Sect Master Ling is a heaven warping genius, his strength is strong and unfathomable, today Old Monk is here to seek guidance!" With that, the abbot sunk his Qi into his Dantian. He then shouted with all his might, and a sharp and imposing manner exploded out.

As expected of the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, her aura and strength were just too different.

It was probably because Ling Xiao was rather famous and was in the limelight recently, so the abbot was not courteous at all. He knew that Ling Xiao was not easy to deal with, and thus used his full strength right from the start.

Facing the abbot's fierce attack, Ling Xiao was able to cope with it with ease. He activated microstep and released all of his inner force, instantly leaving behind countless of afterimages that dazzled everyone.

The Shaolin Temple's 72 Ultimate Skills required a variety of moves, the Fist, Palm, Kick, Kick, and Leg Arts were all available to him. It could be said that he had gathered all of the Movement Techniques he had available to him, a complete set of 72 Ultimate Skills. It was extremely complicated, ordinary people did not have the ability to do so, nor did they have the willpower to persevere.

That was why it was said that those who could learn the seventy-two ultimate skills of the Shaolin Temple were not ordinary people, but precisely because of the complexity of the techniques, it was not easy to master them all. As a result, only a very small number of people were able to truly display the power of the seventy-two ultimate skills.

As for the abbot, he was the person who had the most profound understanding towards the seventy-two ultimate techniques in the Shaolin Temple.

Seeing the abbot take action, Zhuang Juxian, who was not too far away, stared blankly. He had experienced the High Monk of the Shaolin Temple using seventy-two consummate techniques, so she naturally understood the difference between the abbot's use and the High Monarch's.

This power was at least twice as strong. If Zhuang Juxian were to face the abbot, she would probably be defeated within a few moves.

Because the seventy-two supreme techniques had many different styles and techniques, it was very difficult to determine what their next move would be. As a result, the most difficult thing to deal with was to predict the next move.

Of course, it was hard to guess what a person was thinking, and what's more, there were so many different styles that could be changed by the 72 ultimate skills, if one really had to predict it step by step, then it would be very difficult to achieve. Even the strongest masters had to only pay attention to a limited number of things.

Therefore, if he wanted to ensure that he could defend against every step and make a choice, there was only one way. After the opponent made a move, he could make a choice with an even faster speed.

However, speed was a skill that was extremely difficult to master. As the saying went, only speed could not be defeated; this was a sign of how fast one could be.

And Ling Xiao, was the fastest person in the world.

Facing the countless afterimages produced by Ling Xiao with such extreme speed, the abbot had an unsightly expression, because he could not catch any trace of Ling Xiao. Every time he attacked, he would miss and at the same time, he would receive Ling Xiao's counterattack.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao stopped.

"Forget it, it's best if you're not that fast. Else, you would not be able to see it clearly." Ling Xiao shook his head and said.

Hmph, if you continue to use your speed, perhaps you can delay it for a while longer. Since you do not know what's good for you and have chosen to face it head on, then Old Monk will not be polite. With that, the abbot shouted out, and his momentum increased. It was clear that he had been unable to do anything before, and wanted to take this opportunity to vent out his frustration.

"Bam!" With a loud sound, a wave of air, with the two of them as the center, rushed towards the surroundings without restraint, blowing away sand and rocks, causing people to be unable to open their eyes.

The leader of the Shaolin Temple was also an old monster. With her dozens of years of cultivation, he was not a joke.

However, such a powerful attack was still blocked by Ling Xiao, and it looked very easy.

"Good kid, you do have some ability. Continue to receive my attack!" The abbot praised him and then gave a loud shout. The movements in his hands quickly changed as he continued to launch fierce attacks.

Seeing that, Ling Xiao laughed, his hand movements also changed along with the abbot's change, with every move being able to accurately block, as though he knew the abbot's next action.

In the time it took to make a cup of tea, the two of them had exchanged over a hundred moves. Dust was rolling on the stage, making everyone's vision blur.

The abbot was the first to retreat. Seeing that, Ling Xiao also took the opportunity to retreat, and did not follow up.

Seeing the abbot, who was standing in place without moving but was gasping for breath, Ling Xiao smiled and said: "Lord abbot, if your body is unable to take it, you can go down and rest for a while."

Hearing that, the abbot looked at Ling Xiao coldly, "There's no need, although Old Monk's body is not as good as it was before, she can still hold on until the outcome of the battle."

When the surrounding disciples of Shaolin Temple saw this scene, they all wanted to go up and try to dissuade him, but the abbot's temper had already risen, and refused to rest no matter what.

Seeing this scene, Ling Xiao could not help but shake his head and say: "Lord Abbot, I am only here to challenge you, and do not wish to cause any deaths.

"Ridiculous, the Old Monk is so weak that can't withstand the wind? If it's because of the Old Monk's body, you don't need to take responsibility for any negative consequences. " Hearing this, the abbot coldly said.

Hearing that, Ling Xiao scratched his head, "Of course you have the final say, when something really happens, even if I explain, it will be useless."

After he finished speaking, Ling Xiao took a step forward and a majestic aura fell like a waterfall from the sky, ruthlessly rushing towards the abbot.

Sensing this powerful Qi, the abbot's face changed, so it turned out that Ling Xiao did not use any strength to fight previously, was this his original strength?

Although he was shocked, but facing Ling Xiao's attack, the abbot could only brace himself and defend.

"Bam!"

Another loud sound rang out. This time, Ling Xiao did not retreat, but the abbot instead staggered a few steps back, and almost fell to the ground. Although he managed to barely stand, it could be seen that his robe was already tattered, and his face was pale.

After a while, the abbot spat out a mouthful of blood. It seemed as if he was unable to hold it in.

Ling Xiao said with both hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "Lord Abbot, you should not have forcefully received my Spirit Qi, and followed through with it into the ground, why do you need to put on such a brave front?"

The abbot wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and panted, "Old Monk does not believe that a young boy like you can be this powerful. It seems like now, Old Monk has misjudged you."

Hearing that, Ling Xiao laughed: "So that means, the abbot admits that I have won?"

Two disciples from Shaolin Temple came up to support the abbot, and were preparing to bring him down the stage.

As the abbot walked, he said, "You did win against the Old Monk, but it's not over yet."