Chapter 10, the highest realm of external skills is - band accompaniment 2

Zhang Zhenren glanced and said: "Did I not say it? Just now, I was competing on behalf of my disciple; your matter is concluded, and it has nothing to do with her. She scolded me for so long, can it just be dismissed? I cannot let her off easily!"

External skills surpass internal skills! Zhang Zhenren almost exclaimed in admiration. At this moment, Qin Qinghe was actually able to fight without using internal energy! This was not because he lacked internal energy to use; if he had solely relied on external skills to reach this level, his body would undoubtedly be robust and deformed, with bulging muscles, and it would be impossible for him to maintain such a well-proportioned figure as he did now

However, Qin Qinghe's external skills had truly reached a realm of great mastery, as he fought for more than thirty exchanges and Zhang Zhenren still could not find an opportunity to defeat him

As of now, the competition should be considered undecided, Qin Qinghe shook his head, and Tian Fan immediately became anxious

Zhang Zhenren was taken aback; the confrontation between these two formidable experts resembled a street fight more and more. Just then, Qin Qinghe's charge was like a mountain descending upon him, incredibly fierce, with an aura that surged with him, producing a roar akin to that of a ferocious tiger, exuding an astonishing might

Not wanting to evade, he could only break through. His waist and hips moved slightly, as if he were about to dodge, but instead, he suddenly sprang up with a bent knee, his fingers shooting upward once more to grasp Qin Qinghe's shoulder. This was the same move known as "Kunlun's Three Absolute Techniques" that Huo Huaiyu had previously used, called "Caged Dragon Extending Claws." Both "Caged Dragon" and "Coiled Dragon" signify rebirth in adversity, and their power is naturally astonishing. Qin Qinghe felt as if this short old man had suddenly unleashed a momentum that filled the heavens and the earth, and his shoulder was instantly seized.

Qin Qinghe let out a sigh and said, "Thank you, senior. Can she leave now?"

Is this good or bad? She did not understand, so she looked at the expressions of the two people. She saw that Qin Qinghe's face was as serious as a mountain, while Zhang Zhenren showed a look of surprise, revealing nothing. She couldn't help but anxiously ask: "Hey! Who has the higher martial arts skills? Brother Qin, did you win?"

Zhang Zhenren fixed his gaze on his hand, but unexpectedly, Qin Qinghe acted irrationally. Without moving his hands or feet, he executed a Tai Chi push, colliding directly into Zhang's chest at the vital point. Such a large movement was truly a last resort; he had no hope of defeating Zhang Zhenren. He only needed to make him take a step back to ensure Tian Fan's safety. The most reliable way to force someone back a step is to charge directly at them, a tactic often seen in street fights.

The sound of tigers and leopards, like thunder! This is different from the howls produced by internal energy cultivated to a certain level; it is entirely the sound generated by the muscles, bones, and internal organs themselves. Regardless of whether it is Shaolin, Wudang, Qingcheng, or Kunlun, the ability to produce the sound of tigers and leopards represents the highest realm of external martial arts! Even Zhang Zhenren cannot withstand such a fierce aura, and it seems that the old man is about to be knocked to the ground by this young man, who is as ferocious as a tiger emerging from the mountains. He sighed, wondering if it would end so soon? He truly wished to see this young man display his skills a bit longer, what a pity.

Leave immediately! Otherwise, I shall never see you again in this lifetime

Unexpectedly, Qin Qinghe suddenly spun around on the spot, twisting his wrist. His shoulder abruptly retracted, forming a circle, and with a swift motion, he managed to gently dissipate the internal force that was originally meant to penetrate his body, instantly freeing himself from Zhang Zhenren's grasp.

Qin Qinghe suddenly felt his shoulder pores tighten and relax, as if containing millions of sharp steel needles, slightly pricking, rising and falling, contained yet unexpressed. He immediately understood that the old man's internal power had far surpassed his own; if he did not counterattack immediately, the old man would release his internal energy, and his shoulder would instantly shatter.

Tian Fan shook his head: "I won't leave, Brother Qin. Are you unable to defeat him? Then I absolutely cannot leave!"

Zhang Zhenren's face suddenly turned red: "Well! You are here to amuse this old man!"

Master Zhang waved his hand and said with a smile, "What happened just now was merely a match for my disciple; losing is losing! This kid didn't boast! If it really came to a fight, my foolish disciple wouldn't stand a chance. There's no need for any banquets or apologies! If there were to be a banquet to express apologies, the old man wouldn't have the face to listen to you! Enough, it seems the old man has overestimated himself, treating his own disciple as a treasure while underestimating the young heroes of the world. I still need to refine that kid when I get back!"

Qin Qinghe's expression darkened, he gathered his energy again, and said: "Tian Fan, you leave!"

This is actually a situation that arises only when amateurs engage in combat. A martial arts expert does not need to focus on the opponent's hands and feet; before the enemy makes any movement, they can discern the opponent's intended techniques from the movements of the shoulders, waist, and hips. An even more skilled practitioner can 'see' the opponent's intended moves from changes in their gaze and center of gravity, allowing them to preemptively counter.

Zhang Zhenren had long since surpassed this level; he could sense his opponent's moves through the flow of their bloodline and even the changes in airflow. Therefore, the intricate and complex techniques were of little use against him. However, Qin Qinghe's most basic moves were truly exquisite to the peak. His strikes were not fast, yet they came without any prior indication. When he intended to throw a punch, it was only upon the punch being thrown that one could discern where he aimed to hit. When he wanted to change his technique, it was only after the change that one would know. Just this point alone made Zhang Zhenren realize that this person was not exaggerating; his own disciple indeed still lacked some refinement.

Zhang Zhenren snorted and said: "Stop your prattling here. Why is she leaving? Did you win against me? If you haven't won, then I still have to settle the score with her"

Qin Qinghe suddenly took a stance, blocking Tian Fan's way, and shouted: "Tian Fan, go!"

Zhang Zhenren angrily said: "Are you deaf! I said she cannot leave!"

Zhang Zhenren became increasingly interested, having not encountered such an opponent for a full ten years. His eyes widened in astonishment as he fixed his gaze firmly on Qin Qinghe's hands, speculating in his mind what move Qin Qinghe would employ next

Tian Fan widened her eyes; she could not comprehend anything else, only noticing the most prominent characteristic of Qin Qinghe employing his true skills—his voice! Strange sounds continuously emanated from his body, sometimes resembling the clanging of iron, at other times like thunder, all of which were sounds that the human body should not be able to produce

Tian Fan heard this, tears welling up in her eyes, and she stamped her feet, saying: "I won't, I won't, I won't! You are bullying me! You only know how to bully me!"

This signifies a commitment to take on the life and death of another, a promise of utmost seriousness in the martial world. The air suddenly fell silent, and after a long pause, Zhang Zhenren finally spoke, his tone growing heavier: "Qin Qinghe, think carefully! She does not possess martial skills; I can only teach her a lesson at most, I will not kill her, but you cannot be so certain!"

Tian Fan pointed at his foot and exclaimed: "You said that if you take a step, you lose! You lost, you lost!"

Certainly, being unable to produce thunderous sounds and being unable to defeat Qin Qinghe are two entirely different concepts. When one's internal strength reaches the level of Zhang Zhenren, external skills merely serve as a medium; it is impossible for him to let his power leak, allowing another's bright force to strike him solidly. Similarly, although Qin Qinghe has been engaging him with external skills, Zhang Zhenren is confident that if he had the opportunity to infuse his internal energy into Qin Qinghe's body, Qin Qinghe would not hesitate to use his internal strength for defense.

This young man actually dared to compete fairly with himself! It is not permissible to use internal energy, and not being able to move incurs even greater losses; in the end, it is still he who has taken advantage of the younger generation.

Senior, please! Qin Qinghe, without further ado, raised his finger and performed a special gesture of respect commonly used in the martial world when a junior seeks guidance, standing still.

Qin Qinghe said in a deep voice: "From now on, you must never seek her out again. Please, senior, exert all your efforts! Her account, you will settle with me!"

This time, however, it was no longer about entangling or pushing with soft strength. Master Zhang condensed his true energy into a single line and suddenly released it, directly striking at Qin Qinghe's internal organs. It was anticipated that Qin Qinghe would inevitably use his internal power to resist. However, the unique internal energy of the Eastern Kunlun was designed to penetrate the opponent's body first, known as the Armor-Piercing Needle. The moment the opponent activated their internal energy, it could reach the dantian directly, causing the enemy's breath to falter. Given the disparity between him and Qin Qinghe, such a falter could completely determine the outcome of the battle. However, the unique internal energy of the Eastern Kunlun was designed to penetrate the opponent's body first, known as the Armor-Piercing Needle. The moment the opponent activated their internal energy, it could reach the dantian directly, causing the enemy's breath to falter. Given the disparity between him and Qin Qinghe, such a falter could completely determine the outcome of the battle.

He then stepped back onto the golden bell, as if truly stepping onto metal, producing a clanging sound. He retreated nine steps in succession, released the true energy within his body, steadied his posture, and fixed his gaze upon the other party

Zhang Zhenren chuckled, saying: "Well, my goodness, to have cultivated your external skills to such a level at such a young age is truly remarkable! I will not make a move, and you shall not use your internal energy; let us each take a step back. Since you can use external force to neutralize my internal energy, if I remain stationary and do not pursue, there will be no outcome even if we compare for three days and three nights." After saying this, he took a few steps forward