Sign In Buddha’s Palm
chapter-10

Chapter 10: One Punch!

Edited by: Mochiusagi

“Who am I?”

Su Qin looked at Zhen Xing, and replied without much thinking: “I am Zhen Guan from the Handyman Court, don’t you recognize me?”

“Impossible!”

Zhen Xing stared at Su Qin vigilantly: “Zhen Guan is just a Sweeping Monk of the Shaolin Temple and low in strength, but you…”

Zhen Xing wanted to continue asking questions, but his strong sense of crisis crazily urged him to run.

Run!

Run!

Otherwise you will die!

Zhen Xing knew that this was the Demonic Will in his mind warning him.

“Just now, were you the one that attacked?”

Zhen Xing forcibly calmed down and asked.

“If you are referring to the leaf, then I did it.” Su Qin admitted it quite frankly.

When these words came out, Zhen Xing couldn’t believe it.

He knows that only an existence that is at least Grade 1 can kill him with just a leaf.

Again, a Grade 1 Great Grandmaster!

Throughout the entire world, there were only a few of them, all of which are peerless powerhouses.

The Shaolin Temple has deep and unmeasurable background. If there was really a Grade 1 Great Grandmaster hiding in secret, Zhen Xing would still be angry, but find it acceptable.

But Su Qin…

How can Su Qin be a Grade 1 Great Grandmaster?

Just how old is he?

How could he be Grade 1 Great Grandmaster?

Even Zhen Xing, if there was no Demon Buddha inheritance, and without the Demonic Will to transform his body, he is at most Grade 7.

And this was on the basis that there was a continuous resource supply from the Shaolin Temple.

But now, someone tells him that someone about his age is already Grade 1 Great Grandmaster?

And this person is an inconspicuous sweeper?

How can Zhen Xing accept this gap?

“Impossible!”

“Impossible!!!”

Zhen Xing muttered to himself, the demonic energy within his body surged.

Being a descendant of the Demon Buddha is basically being a ’quick product’ made from the Demonic Will’s transformation, and it was extremely rough to grasp ones own power.

At this moment, stimulated by the outside world, he immediately began to suffer backlash.

“Hey…”

“If you just wanted to escape from the Shaolin Temple, I wouldn’t have cared.”

“Whether it’s the Demon Buddha or the Buddha, what does it have to do with me? A mere Sweeping Monk?”

Su Qin sighed slightly, and his tone gradually became low: “But why do you have to destroy the Shaolin Temple?”

“If the Shaolin Temple is destroyed, where would I go to sweep?”

Su Qin’s face was getting impatient.

He finally found a treasured place he can Sign In like the Shaolin Temple, so how could Su Qin just leave it be destroyed?

“Sweep…sweep the floor?”

Zhen Xing looked confused and could not respond for a long time.

For a moment, he thought a lot, and he even thought whether Su Qin was a peerless genius secretly cultivated by the Shaolin Temple.

Because the Temple was afraid of arousing envy from the outside world, they intentionally placed him in the Handyman Court as a Sweeping Monk.

Although this still does not explain why Su Qin was already a Grade 1 Great Grandmaster at such a young age. But this will at least make Zhen Xing feel better.

But now, listening to Su Qin’s words, he really seems to be just a Sweeping Monk?

The reason why he got attacked by him was because he wants to destroy the Shaolin Temple and destroy his sweeping place?

Zhen Xing felt sweetness in his throat, and he almost vomited blood out right.

“You humiliated me so much!!”

Zhen Xing’s eyes were blood red, and the endless demonic energy emerged again, covering all directions.

The black demonic energy was rich, just like a heavy inescapable net, and Su Qin was tightly confined within it.

“I don’t believe it!”

“I don’t believe that you are a Grade 1 Great Grandmaster!”

Behind Zhen Xing, a half-black and half-gold Demon Buddha loomed.

Zhen Xing knew in his heart that if Su Qin really was the Grade 1 Great Grandmaster who attacked him at the Shaolin Temple just now, even if he runs to the ends of the earth, he will still die.

But if Su Qin is not the Grade 1 Great Grandmaster, then he can kill him.

Bang~!

The horrifying demonic energy assaulted all one’s senses.

“Anyway, you used to be the disciple of Arhat Court.”

“In that case, you must remember the [Arhat Fist] of Arhat Court right?”

Su Qin raised his right hand and his aura suddenly surged. He then moved in accordance with the [Arhat Fist] method.

“[Arhat Fist]?”

Zhen Xing felt as if he had heard a big joke.

[Arhat Fist] is the most basic martial arts skill of the Arhat Court. Even the young Novice Monks who have just entered the Court can easily perform it.

But currently, Su Qin didn’t have any intent in using any of the Shaolin Temple’s many Divine Arts and instead used the most basic martial arts skill to deal with him?

“Hahahahaha.”

“You are courting death!!!”

Zhen Xing’s dark aura exploded, and his power continued to skyrocket.

However.

The next moment.

Su Qin ‘gently’ punched towards Zhen Xing.

It was impossible to describe the horror of this punch.

This punch was akin to that of the real ’Arhat’ punching himself. It shattered the demonic energy, and landed on Zhen Xing’s chest.

Crack.

Zhen Xing eyes dimmed quickly, and the dark aura disappeared.

“So this is the real [Arhat Fist]…”

Zhen Xing’s voice became lower and lower, before he finally kneeled on the ground.

Om.

A plume of black smoke emerged from Zhen Xing’s body. When it got exposed to the sun, it quickly dissipated.

“This is the Demonic Will?”

Su Qin waited until the Demonic Will completely evaporated before turning to leave.

…

A few hours later, at the Shaolin Temple.

When the descendant of the Demon Buddha left, the demonic energy dissipated, and the Court Heads slowly woke up.

The Heads are Grade 3, and they naturally recover extremely quickly.

“Abbot, where is that evildoer?” The Arhat Court Head asked and suppressed his anger.

When his words came out, everyone was shocked.

For nine hundred years, the descendants of the Demon Buddha were very ruthless and insidious, and they all targeted the destruction of the Shaolin Temple.

And just today, the Abbot was heavily injured, and the Heads were out of it, but yet the Shaolin Temple was unharmed. This made the Heads very curious.

“Just now, an expert of our Shaolin Temple made a move and repelled the descendant of the Demon Buddha with a leaf.”

Abbot Hui Wen glanced at the Heads and slowly opened his mouth and said.

“An Expert?”

“A leaf scared the descendant of the Demon Buddha?”

“How is it possible?”

“The descendant of the Demon Buddha has already entered Grade 2.”

“How is it possible that he’s repelled by a leaf?”

The Heads were shocked and in disbelief.

Abbot Hui Wen took the Heads to the thousand-year-old ancient bell outside the Dharma Court, and pointed to one leaf that pierced through the ancient bell, “This is the case.”

“It’s really a leaf?”

“Apart from that, I can feel the aura of the purest Yang on the leaf.”

“A Grade 1 Holy Monk, only a Grade 1 Holy Monk can do this with a leaf!”

The Heads were overjoyed.

“Don’t be too happy just yet.”

Abbot Hui Wen shook his head slightly: “The descendant of the Demon Buddha has escaped. And according to the experience from the previous descendants of the Demon Buddha, the descendant of the Demon Buddha will re-enter Grade 2 or even Grade 1 in a few years time.”

“Although the descendant of the Demon Buddha was pushed back for the time being, but when the other party comes to the Shaolin Temple again in the future, I am afraid he will become a real Grade 1 Great Grandmaster.”

Abbot Hui Wen’s words made the Heads calm down immediately.

Indeed.

Even if the Shaolin Temple has a Grade 1 Holy Monk hiding, won’t the descendant of the Demon Buddha also be Grade 1?

Once that time arrives, it is still a question whether the Shaolin Temple can still overcome this.

As Abbot Hui Wen and the Heads were discussing on how to deal with the future, a Shaolin Temple disciple hurried over.

“Abbot, Court Heads!” The Shaolin Temple disciple said quickly: “Outside the Shaolin Temple, the body of Junior Brother Zhen Xing was found.”

“What did you say?!”

“The descendant of the Demon Buddha is dead?”

Abbot Hui Wen’s pupils shrank in shock.