Chapter 277: Back Painting - 277
The moment that the golden light burst out, Yao Mun stopped moving. Although he was evil and insane, he was not stupid.
The golden light overflowing from Ying Xiong gave him a sense of overwhelming power. Alongside that, there was a feeling of repulsion. It was as if what he was looking at was the very opposite of him.
After a moment, the golden light changed. Yet, instead of becoming weaker, it became much stronger. Ying Xiong's upper clothes ripped to shreds while his pants seemed to expand.
As the shirt came off, everyone in the arena saw the cause of the golden light. On Ying Xiong's back, a painting of a thousand meditating bald men surrounding a golden tree shone with light. It drew the attention of the entire room towards it.
Suddenly, the painting seemed to slightly change. The thousand men's mouths seemed to be moving. Then, a sound was heard. It was quiet at first, but it soon increased to the point that everyone could hear it.
It was the sound of a thousand chanting bald men. Each of them was saying something different, yet every person in the room heard what each man was saying clearly.
"Life in any world is unstable, it is swept away.
"Life in any world has no shelter and no protector."
"Life in any world has nothing of its own."
"Life in any world is incomplete, insatiable, slaves of craving."
"There are four kinds of loss, loss through aging, loss through sickness, loss of wealth, and loss of relatives."
"These, monks, are the eight streams of merit."
"For I am the arahant in the world, I am the teacher supreme, I alone am perfectly enlightened, the one whose fires are quenched and extinguished."
Many varying sentences, some related and some unrelated, filled the stands. While many were confused, only one understood what they were.
'The teachings of the Buddha.' Zhou Fan thought to himself.
To Zhou Fan, the Buddha was the only being he had ever truly respected in life, the only being he had deemed superior to him. The honored one, the teacher supreme, the one who is perfectly enlightened.
Throughout all of time, only one man had gained such titles.
The Buddha's teachings, so powerful and impactful on Zhou Fan himself, seemed to have integrated into the universe. A testament to his greatness.
Zhou Fan had still yet to figure out whether buddhist Qi had always existed, perhaps under another name, or unnamed considering that Zhou Fan named all of the Qi's, or if the Qi was brought into existence by the Buddha's existence.
The second possibility seemed unlikely to Zhou Fan, but if cultivation existed, then who knows what is possible.
Eventually, the chanting stopped sounding, and the golden light receded, staying only on the tattoo itself.
Ying Xiong stared at Yao Mun, his face showing signs of wrinkles and old age, and his hair slowly turning gray.
He looked at Yao Mun with a calm face, as if he was staring at a tree or a rock.
"I only have thirty seconds." He spoke to himself. "I must make it count."
Then, Ying Xiong disappeared from his spot. Yao Mun's eyes widened as he dodged to the side. In the same moment, Ying Xiong appeared and grabbed at his arm.
His arm seemed to move slowly as his golden eyes stared calmly, yet the arm moved faster than Yao Mun's dodge and successfully took hold of his arm.
Feeling Ying Xiong's touch, Yao Mun made the split second decision to sacrifice his arm.
Just as Ying Xiong was about to pull, which would have resulted in Yao Mun's arm being ripped away, the arm turned into a pile of mush and Yao Mun's eye shined. Then, faster than Ying Xiong could react, a fist hit him in the side of his head, sending him flying.
Ying Xiong only went flying for a hundred feet before stopping. He landed on his feet.
He had the same calm look, but the left side of his face was slightly drooping and very bloody.
Without hesitation, he moved again, appearing behind Yao Mun. Yao Mun turned around and kicked him in the face, sacrificing the leg he did not use to kick.
Ying Xiong went flying again, but the situation repeated itself. Now, both the left and right sides of his face were injured.
However, knowing he was on a time limit, Ying Xiong appeared in front of Yao Mun again.
Yao Mun, who had given an arm and a leg to this fight, decided to think instead of continuing to sacrifice his body parts.
Unfortunately, Ying Xiong was too fast. The moment that Yao Mun hesitated, Ying Xiong punched him in the face, causing a nearly fatal injury.
Yao Mun went flying back hundreds of feet and only stopped when he fell to the ground.
His face was almost completely obliterated. He had no skin on the front and his skull was missing pieces and dented in.
In an instant, Yao Mun realized how serious and dangerous his situation actually was. A single punch had nearly instantly killed him.
Ignoring the injury, Yao Mun stood up and flew into the air. Although he was missing an arm and a leg, flying required neither. He could be nothing but a torso and still technically fly fine.
He held his remaining hand in front of his face. It was clenched in a fist and his thumb was on top.
Then, his eye lit up again. His remaining leg disappeared as four Qi's flew out of his body and formed a sword. It was held by the hand in front of him.
The sword's base was metal Qi, and added onto it was Demon Qi, Dark Qi, and Fire Qi.
Meanwhile, Ying Xiong prepared his defense down below. Although he could have gone offensive, he knew that he likely did not have enough time due to the speed that Yao Mun was going, along with the fact that after this strike, Yao Mun would be incapacitated.
A bell similar to before, but now covered in runes and many times stronger than before, covered his body as Yao Mun's eyes snapped open.
Yao Mun held the sword up while looking at Ying Xiong, before raising the sword and slashing down.
Chapter 278: Thousand Buddha's Palm - 278
The sword was swung down at an incredible speed. The moment the full motion was completed, Yao Mun's remaining arm disappeared and a crescent shot at Ying Xiong.
The crescent was extremely thin and made up of four colors. Gray, orange, red, and black.
Although the crescent was thin, Ying Xiong did not underestimate it. He used all of his effort to make the bell surrounding him stronger.
As the attack got closer, the space around it began to shake. It was the most powerful attack showcased in the tournament so far. Yao Mun had used two body parts in order to form it. His leg to form the sword itself and his arm to attack.
In less than a second, the attack collided with the bell. The moment they met, a ringing bell sound resounded across the stadium.
Yao Mun's attack cut through the bell, but it was much weaker than before. It could now only display 5% of its previous strength.
Despite that, when Ying Xiong was hit by it, the entire left side of his body was cut off. His left arm and leg, as well as his left nipple were separated from his body.
The injuries did not stop Ying Xiong from moving. Even his expression did not change from the attack as he jumped in the air.
Yao Mun was falling from the sky as a result of the attack. Along with sacrificing two body parts, he had used up all of his Qi in the final attack.
When Ying Xiong leaped in the air, he ended up twenty feet away from Yao Mun and a few feet above.
Yao Mun could barely even look in Ying Xiongs direction as he fell. Then, Ying Xiong attacked. With only the right side of his body remaining, he put out his right palm and spoke three words.
"Thousand buddha's palm."
As soon as he spoke, a thousand phantom buddhas, all equal in size to the one he had used earlier appeared. They were not physical like the other one, and would not interact with the physical plane.
The thousand buddha phantoms were not part of an attack, but made as a result of Ying Xiong using the full strength of his divine physique, the "thousand buddha divine physique."
The real attack appeared in front of Ying Xiong and shot down towards Yao Mun.
At first it seemed like a single, smaller version of Zhou Fans buddha's palm, but as it moved, phantom-like palms appeared behind it and moved much faster than it, going directly into the main palm. This caused the main palm to become stronger and faster.
As the phantom palms moved, it sounded as if a giant laser gun was being powered up. Each palm that entered the main one made such a sound.
Just as the main palm was about to hit Yao Mun, the final phantom palm merged with the main body, forming the thousand buddha palm.
The palm hit Yao Mun, but Yao Mun had not been idle as it came towards him. Although from the moment that the main palm first appeared to the moment that it reached its final form only half a second had passed, that was more than enough for Yao Mun to react.
He did not even need to be hit by the palm to feel its might overwhelming him.
"Damn you!" He screamed as his entire body seemed to disappear.
In the place that Yao Mun once was, a heart, some organs, and a brain remained. Everything else had been sacrificed.
Although Yao Mun would only survive a second in such a state, his attack may be able to kill Ying Xiong in such a time.
An explosion came from where Yao Mun was, colliding with the thousand buddha palm.
Although the fight between the palm and the explosion lasted only an instant, it was by far the most powerful clash in the tournament.
In an instant, both the palm and the explosion disappeared. A second later, Ying Xiong and Yao Mun appeared outside the stage.
"Final battle winner! Ying Xiong!" The voice spoke.
Claps resounded across the colosseum at the announcement.
Although the final attacks canceled each other out, Yao Mun only had a second of life remaining in the end.
He died soon after the clash.
Although he lost, the power of the last explosion was incredible. It was equal to Ying Xiong's thousand buddha palm, which was insanely powerful.
Even if he was fully healed and detonated his entire body, the explosion may not be much more powerful. By sacrificing the entire middle section of his body and his head, the explosion reached unprecedented degrees. It would only be much more powerful if he sacrificed his brain or heart.
He would have done so, but he would have died instantly, ending the fight.
Without even glancing at Ying Xiong, Yao Mun got up and silently walked towards the stands.
After a minute of celebration between Ying Xiong, his mother, and Zhou Fan, another white door appeared.
As everyone entered, they realized they were in a new room. The new room was a long hall with seats on the side and a red carpet going along it.
At the end of the hall was Zhou Fan and heaven, standing on a stage. At the other end were all the contestants. In the seats along the side, everyone else sat.
"With the final battle ending, the youth galactic assembly is over. As the final part, we will be handing out rewards." Heaven spoke. His voice clearly resounding in everyone's mind.
Everyone was shocked at his words while all the contestants showed joy. With such strong hosts, even the worst reward was sure to be great.
"For last place, Guang Fu, …." After calling all the names of the people who got out in the first round, those whose names were called walked down the hall. It was a minute long walk, but nobody minded.
They formed a line below the stage and came up when their names were called.
Guang Fu was the last person in the first group to go up.
Zhou Fan spoke to him. "For you, Guang Fu, I shall speed up the time required for your meridians to fully reveal themselves."
Nobody understood what he meant, but Guang Fu could guess.
Zhou Fan pointed at his forehead, and cut the necessary time for his meridians talents to reach completion from ten thousand years to a hundred years.
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