Chapter 77

The Indestructible Golden Body, derived from the Shaolin ultimate skill, the Golden Bell Cover!

Although Jue Wushen went through great hardships to obtain the secret manual, despite his unparalleled talent, he did not dare to practice the Golden Bell Cover lightly, for it has always been the most difficult skill to master in the world, with no exception!

The Golden Bell Cover has twelve levels. When practiced to its peak, it can form a golden bell outside the body that rivals the most precious treasures, and can even transform the physical body into a deity! It is said that the only one who has ever practiced it to perfection is the patriarch Bodhidharma!

Although Jue Wushen is arrogant, he does not compare himself to Bodhidharma. He is a proud man who does not tolerate even the slightest flaw. An incomplete Golden Bell Cover was clearly not in his consideration, but the torment of having the ultimate skill at his side yet being unable to practice it is something no ordinary person could endure! Therefore, Jue Wushen took a different path and created the Indestructible Golden Body based on the Golden Bell Cover!

The Indestructible Golden Body fully inherits the external defensive characteristics of the Golden Bell Cover, and is even harder to penetrate up to the twelfth level! However, there is a rise and a fall. Although the Indestructible Golden Body has strong defense, it weakens the body's training, making it vulnerable to attacks from skilled opponents! Therefore, to enhance offensive capabilities, practitioners of the Indestructible Golden Body must also learn an offensive martial art.

Here lies the problem: the Golden Bell Cover is perfect, with external golden bell defense and internal body strengthening. The Indestructible Golden Body, derived from the Golden Bell Cover, is also perfect, lacking offensive power but having no defensive flaws. However! Once an offensive martial art is learned, it conflicts with the Indestructible Golden Body, creating a weak point in the otherwise perfect defense!

Back then, when Wu Ming unleashed his ultimate move, the Thousand Swords Return to the Source, he fiercely attacked Jue Wushen's Indestructible Golden Body! But without hitting the weak point, he was helpless against this shell! Later, Bu Jingyun couldn't even cut through it with the Supreme Sword, and without knowing the weak point, defeating Jue Wushen would have been a dream!

Ling Xiao, who practiced the Indestructible Golden Body, was naturally helpless against Ling Linggong. But Ling Linggong also practiced the Three Strikes of the Killing Fist, just like Jue Wushen, which made it easy for Ling Xiao to deal with him. The weak point changes with the martial arts practiced. By practicing the Killing Fist, Ling Linggong was essentially telling Ling Xiao that his weak point was under his armpit!

Ling Xiao took the first punch to get close to Ling Linggong and feign weakness to make him careless. When the second punch came, Ling Linggong naturally exposed his armpit, and Ling Xiao naturally used his broken sword, filled with sword intent, to sever his arm.

Once the weak point was broken, it was as if the Indestructible Golden Body was destroyed. The raging true qi surged and battered his internal organs, leaving them in a terrible state! With both external and internal injuries, Ling Linggong was now even weaker than an ordinary person!

"Looking at your stubborn donkey-like expression, you probably won't tell me anything, right?" Ling Xiao limped step by step towards Ling Linggong, though it was difficult, he was determined. The scene was like a replay of what happened before, except this time Ling Xiao had the upper hand, and Ling Linggong had no chance of a comeback.

"Hmph! Do you think I'll tell you?" Ling Linggong, though breathing with great difficulty, still sneered coldly.

"Ah! Answering a question with another question is indeed infuriating! But whether you tell me or not doesn't really matter. Since I know about the Indestructible Golden Body and the Three Strikes of the Killing Fist, and I can cut off your arm, I can naturally figure out who is behind you!" Ling Xiao smiled confidently, and he was not bluffing.

"Then why do you ask? To mock me? Or because you still have doubts? Unfortunately, you won't get anything from me." As he spoke, Ling Linggong began to laugh, but the continuous spitting of blood made him choke.

Watching Ling Linggong coughing up blood, Ling Xiao shook his head and raised the broken sword in his hand. "I'll send you on your way! So we don't both suffer!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Linggong's breathing steadied, and his face even seemed to flush a bit.

"Hey? Is this a sign of a last burst of energy?"

"Yes, this is probably a last burst of energy. I didn't expect it to feel like this." Ling Linggong sat up with a bitter smile.

Ling Xiao's lips twitched. "Is it weird for us to calmly discuss this last burst of energy? Don't you plan to use this time to make a comeback or something?"

Ling Linggong actually considered it for a moment, then shook his head. "Forget it. Your body is tough, and I've already been defeated. I can't hurt you anymore."

Ling Xiao nodded. "There is great fear between life and death. It's a good thing you can be so calm. Do you have any last words?"

Ling Linggong's lips curled, and he spoke slowly and deliberately. "You and Ling Lingfa will not have a good end! The Emperor will become a prisoner! The Ming Dynasty will fall! My lord will unify the world!"

Ling Xiao's eyebrows raised, seeing how serious Ling Linggong was, he thought for a moment and said, "You speak as if it's true. There must be a grand plan to overthrow the entire Ming Dynasty! Honestly, I'm a bit excited! We'll wait and see! By the way, you don't have to worry about not seeing the end. I'll burn the final result for you, if I remember!"

Ling Linggong's blood-stained lips carried a bitter smile, his eyes showed no despair, only calm, and the light in them quickly faded, leaving only a gray hue.

He died, leaving no clue about the grand conspiracy to overthrow the Ming Dynasty. Ling Xiao didn't even know his real name, making it hard to know what to write on his tombstone when burning paper for him!

Boom!

A bolt of lightning, like a swift white dragon, tore the dark clouds apart, bringing light to the world that had been swallowed by darkness. In the split second of daylight, the battle in Huixian Yaxu was nearing its end.

Outside the hall, the originally disadvantaged guards finally got some relief as a beautiful woman led countless chefs into the fray.

The woman wielded a soft sword, creating sword light from impossible angles to strike down enemies, while the chefs, holding kitchen knives, fearlessly surrounded and attacked the enemies in groups of two or three.

Ling Xiao snorted coldly. Ye Zhanqing was indeed very opportunistic, going with the flow!

Don't think he didn't notice. She only brought her people out when Ling Xiao cut off Ling Linggong's arm. Ye Zhanqing was always afraid of death because she hadn't enjoyed life enough! When the Divine Catcher appeared, she wanted to come out, but she didn't expect the Emperor's strength to be so formidable. The Divine Catcher, whom she considered a heavenly being, was defeated in just over a hundred rounds. With the situation almost one-sided, she naturally wouldn't come out to die. Only when she saw Ling Linggong's arm being cut off on the roof did she run out to show loyalty!

Sighing, Ling Xiao was somewhat helpless about this. In his plan, Ye Zhanqing was always a backup. If everything went smoothly, Baihu would have led the Imperial Guards to crush the enemies long ago!

Initially, Ling Xiao didn't take the Emperor seriously. This was the capital, not the Jin Kingdom, where high-level experts were abundant. Placing Ye Zhanqing at Huixian Yaxu was just a precaution, and her presence or absence didn't make much difference! Who would have thought the enemies knew their layout so well, and this move turned out to be effective. Ling Lingfa was already struggling to deal with the Emperor, let alone the killers pouring in from outside.

Ling Xiao, breathing heavily, jumped down from the roof. Perhaps due to his severe injuries, he stumbled upon landing. Ye Zhanqing quickly stepped forward to support him. "Are you alright, sir?" she asked, her face full of concern, her brows furrowed, and her pitiful appearance made Ling Xiao feel a bit nauseous.

"Ha ha, my ribs and collarbone are probably broken, and I have internal bleeding. The worst is my left arm, which is shattered and possibly damaged the tendons. I can't feel it at all. Well, it's not a big deal!" Ling Xiao said with a dismissive smile.

Ye Zhanqing wisely didn't say anything more and just supported Ling Xiao into the hall, knowing she had disappointed him.

"Hey! Little Ling, who is this beauty? What good fortune!" The only one who could be so frivolous at such a time was the Emperor.

Ling Xiao, supported by Ye Zhanqing, entered the hall, immediately drawing everyone's attention.

"You're still alive!" The voice was full of hatred, each word squeezed out through clenched teeth.

"Yes, waking up to the head of an enemy, and sleeping with a beauty's knee, life is quite carefree!" Ling Xiao mocked the Emperor, who was grinding his teeth, and lightly touched Ye Zhanqing's chin, to which she responded with a shy expression.

A surge of anger rose in the Emperor's chest. "I'll make sure you don't have a good end!" He roared, his figure flashing as he appeared in front of Ling Xiao, his powerful aura forming a palm that seemed to collapse space, trying to crush him into a pulp.

Ye Zhanqing, seeing this, turned pale and retreated frantically, no longer caring about Ling Xiao. But Ling Xiao had anticipated this move. He raised his gun and fired six shots in quick succession.

The Emperor, knowing the power of the gun, understood that no martial artist who hadn't specifically trained their body could withstand it.

The surging aura suddenly changed, forming a wall of air in front of him. The bullets slowed down and eventually fell to the ground. But this brief moment was enough to do many things!

"Who dares to hit me! Take this!" Ling Lingfa was the first to react!

He roared, raising his arm, and a familiar wooden glove appeared from his sleeve. Was he going to use the Meteor Fist again? Clearly, Ling Xiao had underestimated Ling Lingfa's intelligence. The same move couldn't be used twice, which didn't fit his style.

This time, the glove didn't fly out. Instead, with a click, three small tubes rose from the glove, and three missiles, with a sci-fi feel, shot out! Yes, you read that right, missiles! And they were even tracking!

As soon as the missiles were launched, the Emperor turned to dodge, his face grave. The missiles, as if guided, traced arcs in the air, relentlessly pursuing him. If that was all, it wouldn't have been so terrifying, but the missiles exploded just as they approached!

Boom!

Three explosions sent a massive shockwave, causing Ling Xiao, who was already unsteady, to fall on his butt. The smoke cleared, revealing the Emperor, half-kneeling, his hair singed and clothes tattered. If his Unparalleled Divine Power had been fully developed, he might have been able to deflect the explosion, but now, well, ha!

"Are you crazy? I was only three feet away from him!" Ling Xiao shouted at Ling Lingfa.

"Hmph! Don't worry, he doesn't have the courage to die with you!" Ling Lingfa sneered at the Emperor.

"Why didn't you use that big weapon earlier? Was it fun to use me as bait? And why do you have to manually load those high-tech things?" Ling Xiao watched as Ling Lingfa calmly loaded the missiles into the glove, feeling a mix of frustration and helplessness.

Ling Lingfa shrugged. "If it were easy to use, I would have used it earlier. As you saw, it didn't cause any effective damage. I just used it to force him back."

He then looked at the enraged Emperor and said coldly, "Our trump card is this. It's up to you, sister!"

As Ling Lingfa spoke, two black shadows rapidly approached!

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