Yang Cheng's practice is not martial arts; it wasn't before, and it's even less so now that he's entered the cycle of reincarnation.
However, his physical strength is astonishing, so he now follows this path when fighting others.
The Tibetan monks of the Vajra Bright Wheel Temple seem to be the same; they can withstand weapons with their physical strength alone, and their strength is definitely around the late stage of the Ninth Rank.
Seeing his Imperial Guard captain being beaten like a dead dog with no power to resist, Zhou Heng's face was ashen.
"Where is my commander of the guards? Send Chu Wenze into battle!"
"Your subject is here!"
A handsome young swordsman dressed in black stepped forward from the crowd.
"'Qingping Swordsman' Chu Wenze was once a hero of the martial arts world, a figure who could enter the top 100 of the martial arts world's most influential people. He shouldn't let that foreign monk be so arrogant."
Yang Cheng turned around in surprise, only to find Jiang Xuerou standing right behind him.
How did you get in?
Although Jiang Xuerou was Zhang Xiren's subordinate, she was, after all, a member of the martial arts world and did not hold any official position.
Although she could use Zhang Xiren's waist token to get things done on ordinary days, this was the imperial palace.
If Han Jin hadn't brought him in, he, a captain of the Imperial Guard, wouldn't have been able to get in.
Jiang Xuerou took out a golden token and waved it, saying, "It was Grand Scholar Zhang who was afraid that things might change, so he specially asked me to bring this token bestowed by His Majesty into the palace to see if I could stop this foreign monk."
This monk is indeed quite powerful, but if Elder Si were here, the sharpness of the Flame Spirit Sword would surely be able to break through his defenses.
As she spoke, Jiang Xuerou glared at Yang Cheng.
It was because Yang Cheng severely injured Si Tianyao that Elder Si was unable to take action.
Yang Cheng shook his head and said, "Don't blame it on me. Even if Si Tianyao were here, how could a Jianghu person like him represent the Great Zhou in battle? Does the imperial court have no face left?"
Moreover, I think Chu Wenze's chances are slim.
How many years ago was it that he entered the Jianghu Rankings? A person's strength can change all the time.
Some people progress, while others regress.
At this moment, Chu Wenze on the stage had already begun fighting with Zhamude.
Yang Cheng noticed that Zhou Heng had a habit this week.
Regardless of their martial arts skills, the imperial guards and other imperial bodyguards under his command had to be handsome and their kung fu moves had to be impressive.
So this emperor is quite the looks-obsessed person.
Chu Wenze came from the martial arts world and gained some fame before being recruited into the palace as a royal bodyguard.
Therefore, his strength is greater than that of Shangguan Ling.
Moreover, he learned from Shangguan Ling's failure and knew that Zhamude had an amazing physical body, so he did not engage in close combat with him.
Chu Wenze's cyan longsword danced up and down, its blade gleaming and sharp, slashing towards Zhamude from a distance of ten feet.
Surrounded by the sword light, Zhamude Vajra Palms fell one after another, tearing through the sword light, but could not reach the agile Chu Wenze.
To onlookers, it looked more like Chu Wenze was suppressing Nazhamud, which made Zhou Heng slap his hand again and shout "Good!"
But the next moment, Zhamud seized the opening when Chu Wenze drew his sword, formed a hand seal, and his body shone with golden light.
Vajra Abhaya Mudra!
Zhamude's body was filled with boundless light as his aura gathered, tearing through the sword energy and the aura itself. The powerful surge of true energy forced Chu Wenze back several steps, causing his internal organs to tremble.
The next moment, a pale gold arm emerged from the blinding light, gripped the Qingping Sword in his hand, and squeezed it hard!
The longsword shattered instantly, and the fragments tore countless wounds across Chu Wenze's body.
Zhamude clenched his fist and slammed it directly into Chu Wenze's dantian, sending him flying more than ten steps away. He collapsed to the ground, his life hanging in the balance.
At this moment, Zhou Heng had not yet retracted his slap, and it was unclear whether he was applauding Chu Wenze or Zhamude.
The entire room fell silent once more. Zhou Heng flung his hand away, his face now ashen.
His own Imperial Guard captains and commanders of the Imperial Bodyguards had all suffered such a miserable defeat; he had truly lost all face!
Moreover, it seems that Zhou Heng has a jinx effect; he can cripple one of his own people with a single slap, and those two slaps feel like they're hitting his own face.
"The mighty Zhou Dynasty has countless heroes; is there really no one left who can stand up and stop this foreign monk?"
At this point, Zhou Heng no longer cared about saving face and repeatedly questioned him.
Zhang Xiren sighed and said, "Your Majesty, whether it is the Imperial Guards or the Imperial Bodyguards, they have been out of practice for a long time. They have been living a life of luxury in the palace for so many years, and their fighting strength is no longer what it used to be."
The true elite of our Great Zhou are all in the border troops. They fight against the enemy year after year, risking their lives, and only in this way can they cultivate true masters and strongmen.
I do have some martial arts practitioners under my command; if Your Majesty is willing, you can let them give it a try.”
Grand Tutor Cai sneered, "This is a matter for the Great Zhou Dynasty. What is the meaning of you sending a bunch of Jianghu people here, Lord Zhang?"
If we win, it means that my Great Zhou Dynasty is weak and incompetent, and is not even as strong as the Jianghu people.
If we lose, it'll be even more embarrassing; we'll lose face completely.
Zhang Xiren glanced at him and said coldly, "Then let your subordinate Yuwen Du make a move?"
Grand Tutor Cai's expression changed slightly.
Yuwen Du was saved by him after committing a serious crime. Strictly speaking, that case hasn't been resolved yet, so how could he act so openly and legitimately?
The Eighth Prince wanted to take this opportunity to show off his strength, but most of his retainers were martial arts practitioners, and it was indeed not appropriate for them to make a move in this situation.
Moreover, even if they were to fight, he wasn't confident he could defeat this monk.
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