Chapter 532: Reflecting in Front of the Wall
Heart-Pushing Palm!!
The moment Happy used the “Dragon-Seizing Hand” to snatch the weapon from Song Qingshu’s grasp, he didn’t relax his vigilance toward Song Qingshu. Seeing a dark glow emerge from the latter’s palm, he immediately realized Song Qingshu was using a sinister martial art that had been lost to the martial world for years.
His heart tightened as memories of the Heart-Pushing Palm flashed through his mind.
The Heart-Pushing Palm was an extremely vicious and cruel palm technique—its force was insidious, using hidden energy to injure opponents!
Even the most advanced defensive techniques found it hard to resist the hidden energy of the Heart-Pushing Palm. If struck head-on, it could cause internal organ damage and harm to the heart vessels—truly a formidable skill.
But…
This technique had been lost to the martial world for many years, and few people recognized it. Thus, although the onlooking martial artists frowned, they didn’t know its origin.
But Happy knew—he couldn’t take that palm strike!!
Dragon Form!!
Whoosh!
A cold wind swept past as the Heart-Pushing Palm’s force shot out almost in contact with Happy’s body. Yet, at such close range, Song Qingshu’s first palm strike missed. His second strike, fast as lightning, hit Happy’s shoulder. His Golden Bell Shield appeared to block it, but he still groaned and was sent flying several meters away. He stumbled backward three times before stopping.
Seeing that his Heart-Pushing Palm had hit Happy, Song Qingshu was overjoyed! The Golden Bell Shield hadn’t fully resisted the palm force. He stepped forward without pause, determined to strike a fatal blow…
But how quick was Happy?
Cough!
In mid-air, he swiftly stuffed Song Qingshu’s long sword into his Qi Bag and sheathed it at the same time…
The moment he landed, a roaring sword sound erupted suddenly. A stunning sword aura, like lightning, appeared before Song Qingshu.
At the same time, a cold star shot down from a nearby restaurant.
Song Qingshu’s defensive technique had just been broken, and the next sword energy strike was hit by this cold star, causing a violent explosion in mid-air as both vanished.
Song Qingshu was spared severe injury!
With his defense broken, he stumbled back several steps, clutching his chest and staring at Happy angrily. He clenched his fists, ready to charge again!
Just then…
A stern voice came from the sky:
“Rebel! Still not admitting defeat?!”
Hearing this familiar and authoritative voice, Song Qingshu trembled. Turning around, he saw Song Yuanqiao descending gracefully from the second floor of the restaurant, his gaze coldly fixed on his hands.
Song Qingshu’s face turned pale as he hurriedly dispelled the power of the Heart-Pushing Palm. Yet, he still tried to act tough:
“I haven’t lost!”
The martial artists watching the fight couldn’t help but chatter and comment upon what they heard.
“He still claims he didn’t lose…” Song Yuanqiao’s expression darkened. “Don’t you understand what it means for a warrior to lose his weapon? If I hadn’t taken your weapon just now, it would have been your life—I doubt you’d still be standing here talking! Apologize to Young Master Kai Xin now! Then go back to Wudang and reflect on your mistakes!”
“I didn’t lose!”
Hearing his father demand he admit defeat, Song Qingshu roared like a cat with its tail stepped on. “What does losing a weapon matter? In war, any trick works—I’m the one who won! Who is this kid anyway? After taking a strike from my Heart-Pushing Palm, how could he still be alive?”
“Heart-Pushing Palm?”
Song Yuanqiao trembled, his face filled with shock. “Young Master Kai Xin, is he telling the truth?”
“That’s a heretical technique that’s been lost for years. I wonder where Young Master Song got it from.” Although Kai Xin had been struck, the Jinhua Jiuyang Gong activated automatically to defend him, neutralizing most of the dark energy. He was now mostly recovered. Seeing Song Qingshu still refusing to admit defeat, he couldn’t help but say to Song Yuanqiao, “Hero Song, since your son refuses to accept defeat, why don’t you step back for now? Let me properly experience Young Master Song’s Heart-Pushing Palm!” Only then did Kai Xin remember that the Jinhua Jiuyang Gong combined the essence of both Emei and Shaolin Jiuyang Gong, which had remarkable resistance to soft, subtle palm forces. The soft, dark energy of the Heart-Pushing Palm likely fell within that category, boosting his confidence greatly!
Kai Xin spoke with firm conviction.
Song Yuanqiao didn’t notice anything amiss. After pondering for a moment, he nodded and stepped back into the crowd.
Song Qingshu, however, stared at Kai Xin as if he’d seen a ghost, his face pale and filled with disbelief. How could Kai Xin, after being struck by his Heart-Pushing Palm, remain unharmed?
“Song Qingshu, you lost!”
Kai Xin spoke.
Song Qingshu’s face turned furious. “Stop talking nonsense! Let’s see who’s really strong!” With a roar, his palms once again emitted a dark glow, carrying a chilling coldness as he attacked Kai Xin.
This time, Kai Xin didn’t dodge. The Guardian Sword swiftly sliced through Song Qingshu’s chest…
Bang!
Puff!
They passed each other.
A black palm mark appeared on Kai Xin’s chest;
A terrifying sword wound appeared on Song Qingshu’s chest…
But Kai Xin’s actions didn’t stop there. The moment they passed, he spun around, caught Song Qingshu’s fierce palm strike with one hand, grabbed his arm, and moved with the sword, pressing the sharp blade against Song Qingshu’s neck!
“You lost.”
As soon as the words were spoken, Song Qingshu’s expression became complex, his gaze flickering for several seconds. Though he resisted bitterly, under the watchful eyes of many martial arts masters, he finally dismissed the dark light in his palm. With a dejected look, he lowered his hands, accepting his defeat.
Ding!!
A clear system notification sounded in Kai Xin’s ears:
“Task completed. Song Qingshu’s challenge failed. His fighting spirit is completely gone. As agreed, he will return to Wudang with Song Yuanqiao to reflect on his mistakes. One of Zhang Sanfeng’s tasks has been fulfilled!”
“If he can complete the remaining task—convincing Zhou Zhiruo to return to Emei Mountain to cultivate—then Zhang Sanfeng’s instructions will be fully carried out, and he will obtain the ‘Wudang Jiuyang Gong’!”
Another step forward.
Kai Xin felt relieved. He released Song Qingshu and handed him over to Song Yuanqiao, then sat down heavily on the ground, using the ‘Jinhua Jiuyang Gong’ to dispel the lingering toxic power of the ‘Heart-Pushing Palm’ from his body.
“Kai Xin!”
Before leaving, Song Qingshu couldn’t help but turn back and ask, “You were clearly hit by my Heart-Pushing Palm. Why are you unharmed?” Even Song Yuanqiao looked at him curiously. He could sense the strangeness and power in those few blows from Song Qingshu—even he might not have been able to stay unscathed.
When had Kai Xin’s strength reached such a level?
“…”
Kai Xin pondered for a moment before answering indifferently, “You’ll get the answer you want once you return to Wudang and see your grandmaster, Master Zhang. He will surely tell you.”
This answer also served as an extra guarantee to ensure Song Qingshu would indeed return to Wudang Mountain. Given his nature, he would definitely go to Zhang Sanfeng to find out the truth.
With Zhang Sanfeng’s century-long experience, he would surely recognize the origin of the Heart-Pushing Palm…
At that moment, a homing pigeon flew through the air and landed on Kai Xin’s shoulder.