the cultivation world
Chapter 30: Breathing Exhaled Into the Wind, Grunting Into Thunder
Chapter 30: Breathing Exhaled Into the Wind, Grunting Into Thunder
Translator: Translated Henyee Editor: Translated Henyee
After Monk Hui Shi disguised himself as a bailiff, he actually appeared to be an oppressive bailiff who was weak and afraid of the strong. His attitude is very arrogant.
Behind him were more than ten ordinary policemen, all of whom were staring intently at Cui Heng.
However, no one dared to rush forward.
Although they did not see Cui Heng tear down the cell passageway from 40 to 50 feet away, to be able to tear down a building made of limestone in such a way, he was clearly the leading expert in the Pugilistic World and could kill them with a single slap.
Cui Heng looked at Monk Hui Shi and chuckled. “How can a monk have an explosive temper? Are you not afraid Buddha will blame you?”
“Omong is empty, I am the head of the court of Julu County, not a monk!” Monk Hui Shi was furious. He obviously did not want to reveal his identity, so he immediately stepped forward and raised his right hand to grab Cui Heng.
Monks who pretended to be the head of the regional court were clearly not weak in martial arts. Even though he was 20 to 30 feet away from Cui Heng, he had arrived in front of him in a single step.
His right hand formed a claw and grabbed Cui Heng's shoulder.
The strength of these claws is very strong. As it moved, it completely left a white line in the air, tearing apart the wind sound waves. It sounded like a storm howling in one's ears.
Even if it was a metallic object, it would probably be crushed by these claws.
A dozen government officials who followed him were stunned. They never thought that their leader would have such a powerful martial art.
Such martial arts skills were probably even better than leading martial artists. Why would he lower himself to be the leader of a small regional office?
The old man in the next cell was also a little surprised. His sight was incredible, and he could see at a glance that this forecaster's head had condensed his True Qi. If he were in the martial world, he would be called respectfully as a Young Grandmaster.
“Sadly this person did not know that the tunnel to the basement collapsed at a distance of 40 to 50 feet.” The old man sneered in his heart. According to him, the chief bailiff was clearly seeking his own death.
It is not too difficult to tear down an underground passageway made of limestone.
As long as one stepped into the Marrow Refining realm, Inner Qi would naturally form. It was considered a first-class power in the Pugilistic World. Experts at this level could rely on the power of Inner Qi to crush a limestone the size of a millstone with a single slap.
However, Cui Heng directly collapsed the underground passageway from 40 to 50 feet away!
This was far beyond the level of a first-rate expert or even a Grandmaster. Perhaps only a Grandmaster who had fully stepped through the Profound Gate realm and began to sense his Inner World could do this.
If Monk Hui Shi knew this, he would definitely not act rashly.
Unfortunately, he did not see the scene at all.
In the blink of an eye, Monk Hui Shi's attack approached Cui Heng's shoulder.
His gaze was cruel as he wanted to immobilize Cui Heng's arm.
The martial technique used by these claws was one of the 81 ultimate moves of the Lotus Flower Monastery, the Dragon Claw-capturing Hand.
While hiding the origins of his martial arts, he also held back most of his strength.
He is best at catching and moving human bones.
It was impossible for a village hickster who was not a member of any sect or clan to defend against his True Qi.
However, just as Monk Hui Shi was thinking this, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right hand, as if he had grabbed something indestructible. All of his strength was forcefully reflected back.
The crack!
The sound of bones cracking could be heard.
When the five fingers of Hui Shi's right hand were three inches away from Cui Heng's shoulder, his flesh suddenly broke. The bones in it were all broken and sticking out of his hands!
“How is this possible?!”
Monk Hui Shi shouted in shock, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
This extreme shock even surpassed the pain in his hands.
But before he could react to what had happened, Cui Heng let out a light sigh.
Next time—
The explosion!
A thunderous explosion erupted in the air.
A small tornado emerged from the thin air in the basement. It was about three meters tall and reached the ceiling of the dungeon.
At the same time, the withered grass, pebbles, and many other objects on the ground were swept away by the gusts of wind, making sand and rocks fly!
Immediately after, a fierce storm struck Monk Hui Shi.
This Buddhist expert, who had mastered True Qi and could be called the Little Grandmaster, was sent flying on the spot and smashed into the stone slab at the top of the dungeon.
However, the strong wind did not stop. Wherever they passed, everything was destroyed. All sorts of torture devices, stones, and prison cells were destroyed by the strong winds.
When a group of government officials saw this, they fled as if they had seen a ghost.
However, how could their speed catch up to the strong wind? They were like pieces of paper in the middle of a storm. They were all swept away and thrown in all directions, their fate unknown.
The explosion!
Suddenly, another loud explosion sounded. The storm had hit the entrance of the dungeon, clearly causing the passageway to collapse.
At that moment, the wind finally disappeared. The entire dungeon was in disarray.
The old man who was standing not far from Cui Heng was completely dumbfounded. He felt as if his mind had stalled and his mind had become empty.
What the hell is going on?
What was that?
Pa!
He slapped himself so hard that he grimaced in pain.
This isn't a dream?!
“Yes Gods, is this still martial arts?”
That's too ridiculous!
He could achieve such an effect with just a breath?!
Bang out!
Monk Hui Shi, who had just been blown into the dungeon, fell. His limbs twitched slightly and his body trembled. He tried his best to raise his head.
At this moment, the disguise on his face had been destroyed, and he had returned to the appearance of his young monk.
“Because I didn't blow you to death, it means your cultivation isn't bad.” Cui Heng smiled and walked out of the cell. He looked at Monk Hui Shi who was lying on the ground and said lightly, “Wake up, take me to see the county magistrate here.”
“I, you, I..” Monk Hui Shi stuttered. He wanted to stand up, but due to the twitching of his hands and feet, he fell down. Perhaps because of his strong desire to live, after several failed attempts, he still tried his best and managed to stand up. He lowered his head and said, “Yes! ”
“You should also come.” Cui Heng glanced at the old man who was still in a daze.
“Ah? Me? Alright alright!” The old man immediately nodded and hurriedly followed.
When the three of them arrived in front of the collapsed underground passageway, the old man immediately rushed forward, wanting to voluntarily move the collapsed stones.
However, before he could move, these stones actually looked alive, and they moved aside to automatically pave the way for Cui Heng.
The old man was dumbfounded.
Is this still martial arts?
When Monk Hui Shi saw this, his hands and feet turned cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He cringe. “Where did this monster come from?!”