712: Chapter 712 [What’s the Difference with Doing Drugs] 712: Chapter 712 [What’s the Difference with Doing Drugs] Ye Chenfeng always felt that there was something off about Konghai, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on what it was.
“Just now, Master Hui Wen was protecting you, but now there’s no one left to protect you, Konghai.
You only have one path left, and that’s death,” Ye Chenfeng sneered.
Konghai looked straight at Ye Chenfeng, “Initially, even I didn’t realize that you were Ye Chenfeng.
Truly extraordinary, even Heimu speaks highly of you.
He wasn’t able to kill you during your last encounter.
I must admit, you are indeed very strong.”
Ye Chenfeng suddenly knew who Konghai was talking about and couldn’t help but smile, “Oh, you mean that guy?
His Japanese swordsmanship is not bad.
Of course, his skill in running away is even better.”
This made Ye Chenfeng realize that the monk was in league with the same business group.
He had never seen him before, presumably because he had been preparing for something at the Ziguang Temple.
“Heh, Heimu’s strength is unfathomable.
Even I might not be his match, let alone you,” Konghai sneered.
“Heimu once asked me to eliminate you, but I refused each time.
Today, it just so happens that I will fulfill Heimu’s wish and kill you!”
“You want to kill me?
Is it that easy?” Ye Chenfeng sneered repeatedly.
“Just now at Ziguang Temple, I had not fully displayed my strength.
Do you really think I am that easy to bully?” Konghai’s eyes burned with a fierce will to fight and a chilling murderous intent.
“You Japanese bald donkey, I’ve had a problem with you for a long time.
If it hadn’t been for someone intervening today at Ziguang Temple, I would have already broken your legs,” suddenly, a cold snort sounded.
Another person had appeared before Konghai; it was naturally Shi Buddha.
“Are you a monk from Ziguang Temple?” Konghai suddenly felt uneasy, not knowing why, but he sensed that this scruffy, crazed monk posed a real threat to him.
“Indeed, I might be considered the only martial monk from Ziguang Temple.
Aren’t you here to exchange martial arts with a martial monk?
Come on, let’s hurt each other,” Shi Buddha slowly approached Konghai.
Ye Chenfeng naturally stepped aside, leaving the battlefield to Shi Buddha, as he enjoyed watching the scene unfold from the sidelines.
“Didn’t Master Hui Wen say that there were no martial monks at Ziguang Temple?” Konghai looked puzzled.
“I am an exception, you could say I am above Ziguang Temple, or you could also say I belong to Ziguang Temple,” Shi Buddha laughed.
“Could it be that your status is above Master Hui Wen?” Konghai sensed something.
Shi Buddha impatiently said, “You Japanese bald donkey ask too many questions.
I’m not in the mood to answer anymore.
You should find someone to ask when you hit the ground later, you’ll have plenty of time then.”
“Arrogant, insolent!” Konghai said coldly.
Without a word, Shi Buddha charged forward with rapid steps, leaving behind trails of afterimages.
“Roar!”
As Shi Buddha moved, a dragon chant sound accompanied his actions.
“Shaolin Seventy-two Ultimate Skills, Dragon Capture Skill?” Konghai’s face changed dramatically.
“Tsst!
Tsst!”
Following two slicing sounds, Konghai suddenly felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, and his whole body felt lighter – he had been wounded by Shi Buddha’s Dragon Claw Skill and was like a hand-pulled radish lifted and thrown off into the distance.
“Bang!”
Taken completely by surprise, Konghai was thrown straight to the ground by Shi Buddha.
Yet, eerily, after such a hard fall, Konghai seemed unharmed and quickly got up.
“Interesting, quite resistant to beating, aren’t you?” Shi Buddha looked at Konghai, his eyes filled with interest.
“Puh!”
The next second, Konghai moved, fast as lightning, a shadow darted through.
A hole spewing hot blood abruptly appeared on Shi Buddha’s shoulder, the blood trickling out fiercely.
Shi Buddha placed a finger at his shoulder, and the bleeding immediately ceased.
“So you used some crooked techniques, huh?
Others emerge unbeatable from seclusion, but just my luck, I bleed the moment I debut.
You little Japanese, just you wait,” Shi Buddha coldly said.
By now, Ye Chenfeng and Shi Buddha had realized that behind Konghai were needles filled with gold, the most shocking being a barely visible golden needle at the crown chakra on his head.
This was an ancient technique used to stimulate human potential by using Golden Needle Acupoint Technique to burst forth hidden energies in the body instantly, but its side effects were severe, akin to burning bodily functions just as cars consume fuel.
This method was like burning one’s life force, an absolute gamble with life.
It was an extreme way, eliciting a trace of realization in Ye Chenfeng’s eyes.
No wonder Konghai was so confident about killing him at the start, resorting to such a method to make himself fearless.
But even with this, could he truly get what he wished for?
The answer was uncertain.
“How is this different from doping?
Even if you, little Japanese, have an indestructible body, I am going to brutally smash you today,” Shi Buddha sneered, his eyes full of disdain.
“Bang bang…”
The next second, a tremendous roar echoed, and the ground shook wildly; the arena was engulfed in smoke as a tornado-like force gathered.
It was the Shaolin’s Seventy-two Ultimate Skills, the Dragon Capture Skill, yet Shi Buddha was just using the steps.
“Buzz buzz buzz…”
A persistent buzzing noise broke through the sound barrier, harshly penetrating Konghai’s ears.
However, Konghai wasn’t one to sit and wait for his demise; he used his most proficient Finger Skill, seeking an opportunity to kill Shi Buddha.
“Heavenly Buddha Finger!”
Finally, Konghai saw Shi Buddha’s weakness and unleashed the Heavenly Buddha Finger.
If it reached Shi Buddha, it would definitely create a blood hole, potentially causing even more severe internal damage, possibly resulting in on-the-spot death.
But at that moment, a streak of cold, iron-like light flashed across Konghai’s retina; a cold, intertwining airflow brushed past his cheek, feeling even more unbearable than a knife slicing through, painfully scorching his cheek.
“Boom!”
Unexpectedly, in the final moment, Shi Buddha changed his technique, no longer using the Dragon Capture Skill but a different kind of Finger Skill.
However, his Finger Skill seemed aimed directly at locking down Konghai’s Finger Skill, catching him completely off guard.
“Crack!”
A terrifying force like the sea surged, instantly shattering two of Konghai’s fingers.
“Crack!”
Before Konghai could react, his other hand’s middle and index fingers were also brutally snapped.
A pain sharp as needle pricks washed over him like a tide, numbing him, instantly blanking Konghai’s mind.