“The Eight Trigram Palm is his famous technique. The technique is unpredictable and the force of the palm is comparable to the force of stopping a horse with a punch, and like wading through water, powerful in each step like that of a step of a dragon, quick like an eagle, winning through ingenuity. The old man doesn’t show this technique to others easily and generally, once he uses the Eight Trigram Palm, very few people can defeat him.” Zhuo Junyue said slowly as he watched the two people fighting down below.
Feng Jiu’s eyes moved slightly when she heard this. Why did it sound similar to Tai Chi? Just as she was thinking about it, there was a deep shout from below.
“Old Blood Demon, watch out!”
She heard Sage Hun Yuan shout and saw his fists changing. His body and footsteps also changed along with his fists. She was slightly surprised. The Eight Trigram Palm was indeed similar to Tai Chi.
When the Blood Demon saw his fist technique had changed, he was overjoyed: “Hahahaha! You’re finally using your Eight Trigram Palm? Then let me experience your Eight Trigram Palm!” His speed quickened and his fists twisted and swung out powerfully accompanied by powerful air currents.
As the two fists struck each other, one red air current and one white air current, they collided with a bang. The air currents didn’t give way to each other, and between the fists, the two opponents’ feet were not idle either and attacked each other.
The technique of the fists changed yet again as Sage Hun Yuan steps changed. His body moved like billowing clouds and flowing water, both fists slammed out and struck the Blood Demon’s chest and abdomen in a blinding manner. The hidden energy that was contained in his fist caused the Blood Demon to retreat more than ten metres and he let out a muffled grunt.
“Ughh!”
The Blood Demon’s feet rubbed against the ground as he slowed his speed of his retreat, marking the ground with two long lines as he did so. The blood in his body surged upwards straight to his throat. The moment he tasted the saltiness in his mouth, he knew that it was blood. He swallowed it immediately as he didn’t want Sage Hun Yuan to belittle him.
“The Eight Trigram Palm is indeed extraordinary! Come again!”
He stared at Sage Hun Yuan with sinister eyes and the corners of his mouth twitched as he revealed a sinister smile: “I will break through your Eight Trigram Palm with my Golden Eight Step Fist!”
“Hmph! In your dreams!”
Sage Hun Yuan snorted coldly: “It’s not just your technique that is inferior to me, even your strength is inferior to me and you still want to fight with me? You should go back and practice for another dozen years or so first!”
The two of them fought again after the exchange of words. As they had exhausted all their strength, a powerful coercion enveloped the surroundings and the air around them was enveloped in a low and oppressive breath.
After approximately ten moves, the Blood Demon was struck by Sage Hun Yuan’s fists again. This time, there was a distinct sound of the Blood Demon’s ribs breaking and blood spilled from the corners of the Blood Demon’s mouth.
Sage Hun Yuan hummed softly. He had a smug look on his face as he stood with both hands on his hips: “How about it? Didn’t I tell you that you’re not my opponent? Why don’t you and your men hurry up and get lost?”
The Blood Demon raised his hand and wiped the blood that overflowed from the corners of his mouth. He looked at the triumphant Sage Hun Yuan with a weird and inexplicable smile: “Really? I am not your opponent? Then let’s try again!”
“Again? I don’t have so much free time to fight with you again.” Sage Hun Yuan frowned. He stared at the Blood Demon and threatened: “If you don’t leave now, my next move will most likely kill you! Have you thought about it carefully?”
“He he, as long as you have the ability then I will go again!” As soon as he had spoken, the dark red figure of the Blood Demon shot out and his fists gathered the air current to strike Sage Hun Yuan.
