Simultaneous Transmigration: My Strength Comes Entirely from My Own

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However, to Cao Zhengchun's surprise, the man in the blue robe, Luke, actually nodded in agreement.

"That makes sense, sir. Shall we go outside and fight?"

Zheng Daban nodded as a matter of course and said, "Since the Forbidden City was built, the Imperial Study has never been damaged. It would be really bad if it were destroyed. Let's go outside and fight. We can talk about whatever it is after we've finished fighting."

As they spoke, the two of them vanished from the Imperial Study at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

The next moment, Zheng Daban and Luke had already arrived in the Imperial Garden.

The moment Zheng Daban arrived at the Imperial Garden, he launched an attack on Luke, who responded by unleashing a powerful aura around himself.

Zheng Daban's movements are incredibly strange and unpredictable, characterized by lightness, agility, skill, wonder, and elusiveness. His figure seems to vanish into the void, and he can always launch attacks on Luke from unbelievable angles.

Luke, on the other hand, responded with five characteristics: heavy, clumsy, large, upright, and straightforward.

No matter how strange and bizarre your attacks are, or how fierce and domineering they are, I remain unmoved, as steady as Mount Tai.

Zheng Daban's figure flashed, as if he had turned into a wisp of smoke, and he instantly appeared behind Luke. He struck out with a palm, the wind of which was fierce and aimed straight at Luke's back.

However, Luke seemed to have anticipated this. He didn't move, but simply shifted his body slightly to the side, easily avoiding the palm strike (Li Nuo Zhao).

Upon seeing this, Zheng Daban's eyes flashed with surprise, but he did not stop his attack. Instead, he turned around and reappeared on Luke's left side, striking out with a palm. The palm wind howled and went straight for Luke's left rib.

Luke remained unmoved, simply raising his hand to block the palm strike. The force of the palm strike collided with the internal energy, producing a muffled sound.

Zheng Daban's attacks became increasingly fierce. He moved like a ghost, constantly attacking Luke from all angles. His palms whistled and his fists were heavy, as if he wanted to drown Luke in endless attacks.

However, Luke remained as steady as a mountain. His aura was like an unshakable peak, and no matter how fierce Zheng Daban's attacks were, they could not shake him in the slightest.

The two fought fiercely in the Imperial Garden, their figures intertwined, their palms whistling, their fists flying, as if two raging winds were raging through the Imperial Garden, blowing the surrounding plants and trees this way and that.

Chapter 209: Martial Arts Chronicle: Heaven and Man Transformation, Sunflower Manual?

Zhu Houzhao and Cao Zhengchun stood at the door of the imperial study, watching the fierce battle from afar, both deeply shocked.

Zhu Houzhao's eyes gleamed with a burning light. He had never seen such an intense battle before. Zheng Daban's movements were unpredictable, and Luke's aura was powerful. The battle between the two was like a visual feast, keeping him glued to the screen.

Cao Zhengchun's expression was solemn. He could feel the intensity of the battle. Zheng Daban's attacks were fierce and domineering, while Luke's defense was as steady as a mountain. The battle between the two seemed like a life-or-death struggle, which made him tremble with fear.

Just then, Zheng Daban suddenly appeared above Luke's head in a flash, and struck out with a palm, the wind whistling as it aimed straight at Luke's crown.

A glint of light flashed in Luke's eyes. He raised his hands, and his inner energy condensed to form a thick barrier, blocking the palm strike.

The palm strike collided with the internal energy, producing a deafening roar that shook the entire Imperial Garden.

Zheng Daban was sent flying backward by the shock, while Luke remained as steady as a mountain, still standing in place, though a tiny crack appeared on his protective aura barrier.

Zheng Da 597 steadied himself, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He hadn't expected Luke's aura to be so powerful, that even his full-force attack couldn't shake it.

The description of "immovable as a mountain" is not an exaggeration. In fact, given the force of Zheng Daban's palm strike, the entire Imperial Garden should have been destroyed, and even a small hill should have collapsed.

However, Luke's protective aura was much stronger than the so-called small hill. All the force was absorbed by Luke's aura, leaving not even a trace on the ground.

Zheng Daban's originally hunched figure suddenly straightened up, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

That's right, it's all about gentleness. Although he's missing a little bit of flesh, Zheng Daban should have been a man, or at least androgynous, but he just happened to show a gentle smile that should only be possessed by a woman, and it didn't make people feel disgusted, as if his smile was just meant to be like that.

"The transformation of heaven and man into creation, nourishing all things, is this the Sunflower Manual?"

Seeing Zheng Daban's state, Luke couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"To master this divine skill, one must castrate oneself; to refine elixirs and take medicine, one must harmonize the internal and external. The way of cultivating Qi today is nothing more than visualization and guidance. In the vast emptiness, Heaven and Earth separate the pure from the impure to give birth to man. The cultivation of Qi is nothing more than cultivating the spirit to cleanse the impure. Qi is the master of life, and form is the function of the body. Heaven and Earth can be reversed, and man also has the way of mutual transformation between men and women. This way must not be lightly transmitted. To cultivate this skill, one must first cultivate the mind, so that the mind is free from distracting thoughts and transcends worldly affairs. If the mind is filled with distracting thoughts, not only will there be no progress, but there will also be danger to life."

Luke vaguely remembered the description of the Sunflower Manual in Jin Yong's novels from his previous life, and combined with the aura and changes in appearance he sensed from Zheng Daban, he blurted out the sentence.

"You know this kung fu? That's strange. I've only ever exchanged ideas about this kung fu with an old monk from Shaolin Temple, and I haven't even named it yet. However, the name 'Sunflower Manual' is quite nice."

Zheng Daban, of course, had no idea that decades ago, when he exchanged martial arts techniques with that old monk from Shaolin Temple, he not only obtained the essence of Shaolin Temple's Yi Jin Jing to improve his own skills, but also had his own knowledge passed on to the old monk. Living deep in the palace for so long, he had no idea that he already had a famous successor in the martial arts world. Although the other party only practiced a fragment of the Sunflower Manual, judging from the achievements he had made, he was indeed worthy of being his successor.

Luke raised an eyebrow slightly, suddenly realizing that the old eunuch opposite him was the legendary Sunflower Ancestor.

He thought the Sunflower Patriarch must have died long ago, but he's still alive and quite powerful! (cbdd)

The creation of beings from the heavens is without distinction between men and women, and there is no gender distinction. This state is, to some extent, extremely mysterious. It is not a heretical path, but a righteous one.

Suddenly, Zheng Daban moved, charging towards Luke with ghostly speed and in broad daylight.

His figure seemed to leave a distorted afterimage in the air, making it difficult to pinpoint his true location, yet giving people a clear and straightforward impression.

The two completely opposite concepts of ghostly and upright are perfectly combined in Zheng Daban, making people marvel at the wonder of this skill.

The invisible true energy condensed into needles, which Zheng Daban flung out, piercing towards Luke.

These Qi needles emitted a faint whistling sound in the air, like raindrops in a downpour, dense and rapid.

Luke remained unmoved, his powerful aura enveloping his body like a solid fortress, blocking Zheng Daban's attack.

Most of the Qi needles were blocked by Luke's Qi, producing a series of metallic clanging sounds, like rain pattering on banana leaves.

However, two Qi needles were still deeply embedded in Luke's Qi, and the embedded position was right in Luke's eye area.

These two Qi needles, like the fangs of a venomous snake, silently approached their target, attempting to deliver a fatal blow.

Fortunately, it was ultimately blocked. Luke's aura barrier worked at the last moment, keeping the two deadly aura needles at bay.

Although two obvious dents were left on the protective barrier, it was ultimately not penetrated.

Luke's eyes were also saved, without any substantial damage.

Zhu Houzhao and Cao Zhengchun watched in stunned silence. They had never witnessed such a breathtaking battle, nor had they ever seen such profound and unfathomable martial arts.

The duel between Zheng Daban and Luke has exceeded their expectations.

Cao Zhengchun's cultivation level was quite good, so he could see just how thrilling the battle between Luke and Zheng Daban was.

Although Zhu Houzhao was not good at martial arts, he was still the emperor, and he loved watching masters fight. Even Cao Zhengchun and Yu Huatian had performed under Zhu Houzhao's tyranny, so he had some experience.

But it is precisely because of knowledge and understanding that one can comprehend how terrifying and shocking the battle that took place in the Imperial Garden truly was. It was the innate human awe of the strong, regardless of status.

"That was close! They really didn't hold back at all; they almost took my eyes off me."

A deep voice came from behind Luke's mask. Although he said it was a close call, Zheng Daban didn't hear any fear or apprehension in his tone; instead, he sounded more like a tease.

Chapter 210: Martial Arts Chronicle: Defeating the Imperial Eunuch Ancestor with a Palm

"My turn!"

Luke suddenly soared into the air, the Nuo god mask on his face appearing particularly majestic and mysterious in the air, and terrifying true energy fluctuations spread across his body, as if all the power in the world was at his disposal at this moment.

Countless precious flowers in the Imperial Garden were forcibly pulled up by Luke's true energy, their petals and leaves dancing in the air like a magnificent blizzard.

As Luke thrust his palm forward, the surging force of the palm, carrying the flowers, rushed towards Zheng Daban like a wave.

Zheng Daban's pupils contracted sharply, and countless true qi needles gathered around his body, heading towards the palm force that carried the flowers.

The Qi needles collided with the palm force in mid-air, producing a dense burst of sound, like countless fireworks blooming in the night sky.

The petals were torn apart by the Qi needles, turning into fine powder that drifted in the wind, as if the entire Imperial Garden was shrouded in a hazy floral mist.

However, Luke's palm strike did not weaken; instead, it became even more powerful.

The palm strike was like a monstrous wave, layer upon layer, with an overwhelming momentum, heading straight for Zheng Daban.

Zheng Daban dodged the fatal blow, but the palm strike seemed to lock onto him, and no matter how he tried to dodge, he could not escape its reach.

"What a magnificent 'landslide and tsunami'!"

At this moment, landslides and tsunamis no longer seemed like adjectives, but rather real facts unfolding before his eyes.

Zheng Daban let out a low shout, his hands suddenly clasped together, and his true energy instantly condensed into a dazzling pillar of light that shot straight into the sky.

The beam of light collided with the palm strike, producing a deafening roar that shook the entire Imperial Garden, making the ground tremble as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

Zhu Houzhao and Cao Zhengchun stood at a distance, feeling their eardrums throbbing painfully, and everything in front of them became blurry.

Zhu Houzhao gripped Cao Zhengchun's sleeve tightly, his eyes filled with both shock and barely concealed excitement.

He had never imagined that martial arts could reach such a level; it was completely beyond his imagination.

"Your Majesty, this place is not safe to stay any longer. Let us leave now."

Cao Zhengchun advised in a low voice, his voice tinged with nervousness.

Although his cultivation level was not low, he knew that this level of battle was beyond their ability to intervene. If they were not careful, they would be caught in the aftershocks and their lives would be in danger.

Zhu Houzhao shook his head, his eyes gleaming with fervent light: "No, I want to witness the outcome of this battle with my own eyes! This is my imperial garden, my empire, how can I back down?"

Helpless, Cao Zhengchun could only stand beside Zhu Houzhao, vigilantly watching the battlefield, ready to deal with any possible dangers at any time.

Meanwhile, Luke's battle with Zheng Daban has entered a fierce stage.

Although Luke's palm strike was blocked by Zheng Daban's pillar of light, he did not stop his attack. Instead, he flashed to Zheng Daban's side and struck out with his palm, aiming straight for Zheng Daban's ribs.

Zheng Daban reacted extremely quickly, dodging like a ghost, and at the same time, he retaliated with a palm strike, clashing head-on with Luke.

The two palms collided, producing a dull thud, and both were knocked back several steps.

Luke steadied himself, a slight smile playing on his lips beneath his mask: "Indeed impressive, the name 'Celestial Being Transformation' is well-deserved."

Zheng Daban used at least 80-90% of his strength in this palm strike, while Luke used at most 55%. It was slightly stronger than defeating Zhu Wushi and the other three combined, but still only slightly stronger.

"Come again!"

Luke increased his power by another half percent, and his true energy surged like the Yangtze River, unstoppable. All the vegetation in the Imperial Garden was swept up by Luke's palm force and rushed towards Zheng Daban.

Faced with this immense palm force, Zheng Daban dared not be careless. Countless true qi needles floated in the air and quickly gathered together, condensing into a sword shadow.

This sword has no hilt, only the blade, resembling the most dazzling star in the sky. The purity of the true energy it condenses is absolutely no less than any divine weapon in the world.

The sword shadow slashed through the sky, carrying a chilling aura, and rushed towards Luke's surging palm force.

The sword shadow and the palm force met in mid-air, bursting out with a piercing roar, as if the heavens and earth trembled at that moment.

Sword energy and palm force intertwined, forming a huge energy vortex that frantically sucked in the surrounding air. The flowers, plants, and trees in the Imperial Garden were all broken and turned to dust under this force.

Beneath Luke's mask, his eyes remained calm, even carrying a hint of mockery.

He slowly raised his hands, and his palm power condensed once again. This time, the palm power was no longer a simple surge, but carried an invisible sense of oppression, as if he had mobilized the power of heaven and earth.

·· ·Requesting flowers··· ···

The force of the palm transformed into a giant hand, reaching out to grab Zheng Daban's sword shadow.

Zheng Daban's expression changed slightly; he felt an unprecedented pressure.