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Chapter 183 Huiyuan vs Huineng

After a hundred days, Huiyuan was finally released from the punishment of facing the wall.

This hundred-day-long period of facing the wall and reflecting on his mistakes not only failed to calm him down, but instead made the anger in his heart even stronger.

"Hui Neng, Hui Jing, the two of you wait for me!"

A deafening roar was heard from within the cave. It was so loud that even the Buddha statue at the entrance of the cave trembled slightly.

On the hillside behind Bailin Temple, there stands a ten-meter-high waterfall, like a natural moat, with majestic water and thunderous sound.

That is the tallest and smallest waterfall among the back mountain waterfalls.

At this moment, Huineng was carrying out his astonishing and arduous practice under this waterfall.

As the morning light broke through the dawn, Huineng was already standing under the waterfall, eyes closed and concentrating, naked, his skin glowing with a faint golden luster in the faint morning light.

The waterfall rushed down like thousands of troops, and every drop of water was like a sharp blade, bringing with it the biting chill and irresistible force, smashing hard on Huineng's body.

However, he stood still like a rock, allowing the torrent to wash over him, as if he was having a silent conversation with the purest power in the world.

Under this endless impact, Huineng's muscles showed amazing elasticity and toughness.

His skin was stretched as tight as a drum under the beating of the torrent, and every contraction contained endless power.

The water flowed over his muscles, outlining smooth lines, like a work of art carefully carved by a sculptor.

What is even more amazing is that when the torrent hit Huineng's body, the seemingly ferocious force was actually dissolved by his muscles one by one, and turned into circles of delicate ripples that spread out.

This is not only a reflection of physical strength, but also a deep understanding of "Bakuryu Gentaijutsu".

As time went by, Huineng's practice became more and more in-depth.

His breathing became long and deep, forming a strange harmony with the roar of the waterfall.

Twenty meters away from Huineng, who was practicing under the rush of the waterfall, a young man dressed in neat monk's clothes appeared.

He was Huiyuan, who was known as the "strongest monk" of the younger generation in Bailin Temple.

This scene seemed to be arranged by fate. The sunlight shone on his body in patches through the dense mist, but it seemed unable to penetrate the gloom and hostility that permeated around him.

Huiyuan's face gradually became distorted, and the resentment in his heart slowly overflowed like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time.

The blue veins on his forehead were like sleeping earthworms, wriggling slightly driven by anger, revealing his inner indignation.

The temples on both sides were bulging, as if amazing power could burst out at any time.

His eyes, which were supposed to be compassionate eyes for a Buddhist disciple, were now as sharp as ice, filled with anger, and fixed on the determined figure under the waterfall.

Huiyuan clenched his teeth, and the "clacking" sound coming from between his teeth was the externalization of his anger.

Every sound seemed like his unwillingness to accept fate and resistance to injustice.

He whispered, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with unquestionable determination: "Huijing, that kid, is hiding under the protection of Bodhi Temple, I can't do anything to him for the time being.

But you, Hui Neng, must bear all my wrath today."

Having said that, Huiyuan's mouth curled up into a strange smile, and the laughter of "hehehehe" echoed in the valley.

There was a mad possessiveness in his eyes, mixed with a complex emotion of jealousy, anger and desire for revenge.

"Junior Brother Huineng," he deliberately lengthened his tone, and his voice was particularly clear amid the roar of the waterfall.

“Now, you are very famous in Bailin Temple. King Liehai and the abbot have high hopes for you and are willing to devote all their resources to your cultivation.

But in my eyes, Huiyuan, you are nothing but an ant who rose to power by flattery, a piece of trash that I can crush at any time."

His tone was full of disdain and contempt, and every word was like a sharp blade, piercing Huineng's heart.

But Huiyuan did not give up. He continued to escalate the situation and brought up the past grudges: "And the old accounts between you and me, do you think you can easily let them go?

Hui Neng, it's time to settle our accounts."

As the words fell, Huiyuan's expression became extremely ferocious, a kind of relief that instantly released the emotions that had been suppressed for some time.

In his eyes, the figure being baptized under the waterfall will surely become a stepping stone for him to prove his title of "the strongest".

Suddenly, Huineng opened his eyes abruptly, and there was a bright light flashing in his eyes, as if there was a raging flame burning in his eye sockets.

He took a deep breath, and the skin, muscles and bones in his body emitted sounds like the roar of a dragon or a tiger.

Then, he let out an earth-shattering roar: "Ah——!"

This roar gathered all the power between heaven and earth, instantly penetrating the roar of the waterfall and rushing straight into the sky.

As the roar fell, the surrounding air seemed to be ignited, and heat waves rolled.

What was even more shocking was that the water droplets that were originally falling due to the effect of gravity were suddenly shaken off course by Huineng's roar, and some were even shaken directly into the air, forming a spectacular picture.

At this moment, Huineng has become one with the waterfall, the world and has reached an unprecedented level of enlightenment in martial arts.

This is not only the practice of the body, but also the transformation and sublimation of the soul.

"Splash, splash..." The sound of water gurgling, Huineng walked out of the clear pool step by step, and water droplets slid down his determined face.

He walked slowly in front of Huiyuan, and the atmosphere between the two of them froze in an instant.

The two sharp auras were like substance, transforming the originally peaceful and beautiful scenery into a tense battlefield.

Not far away, in a hidden corner cleverly concealed by dense trees, King Lie Hai and his master King Liu Hai, the current abbot of Bailin Temple, were talking in a low voice.

Their eyes penetrated the gaps between the leaves, fixed closely on the conflict that was about to break out ahead.

“Master, it looks like the two of them may start fighting at any time.

If I don't stop them, I'm afraid that once they start fighting, the consequences will be disastrous, and it may even hurt the friendship between fellow disciples." Lie Hai Wang said anxiously, and he had already exerted a little force on his feet, preparing to rush out of the hiding place.

However, King Liu Hai's hand was like an iron wall, blocking King Lie Hai's body and stopping his impulse.

"Let's not intervene for now and let these two young people solve it themselves." Liu Haiwang's voice was steady and powerful, revealing unquestionable majesty.

King Lie Hai looked puzzled, "Master..." He was about to ask, but was gently interrupted by King Liu Hai.

"I have my own considerations."

King Liu Hai explained, “I am very curious about the true strength of Huiyuan, who is known as the strongest of the younger generation.

As for Huineng, he had been practicing the "Explosive Body Technique" diligently for the past three months, and had consumed a lot of precious medicinal materials from the Medicine King Academy.

I also want to see whether his efforts have been rewarded.

Does he really have the potential to be cultivated vigorously by Bailin Temple? "

At this point, a gleam of expectation and severity flashed in Liu Haiwang's eyes.

“The truly strong ones grow up through constant challenges and hardships.

Today's battle is an indispensable part of their growth path."