310: Convert to Buddhism

Hasgard was extremely excited. Ever since he heard the words of Tang Ku and Shi Jingmo, he began to travel the world, contemplating his own Dao.

His foundation was deep; wanting to re-Cultivate his power back was merely a matter of a finger snap. Yet, by walking in the Mortal world in the guise of a Mortal, righting wrongs and eliminating evil, he had gradually come to understand the 'essence' of power.

His power was for protection, not for slaughter.

Although his actions often caused casualties, he never killed the innocent indiscriminately.

Gradually, he found the right path, and the power unique to the Taurus Saint Seiya was constantly improving. It was only in recent months, when he could no longer find any opponents among Mortals, that he set his sights on the profession of bounty hunter.

Come to think of it, with his power, earning money was actually very easy, but being a bounty hunter was the best of both worlds. Besides earning money, he could often encounter strong individuals with special abilities among those bandits, which was exactly what he needed to hone his power.

However, three months had passed, and although his power had improved, he still could not achieve a Breakthrough past his Bottleneck... That was why he had said those words during the fight just now.

'Something is better than nothing!'

Now that Tang Ku had appeared, he knew what kind of power this Holy Monk possessed. Especially after so much time had passed, this monk had become increasingly unfathomable; in terms of strength alone, he simply could not see through him.

They say that with pressure comes motivation; if he wanted to make another Breakthrough in his existing power, he needed someone stronger to apply pressure on him.

Now that Tang Ku had appeared, it was the perfect opportunity.

Hasgard struck a pose that actually resembled the starting stance of a Central Plains fist technique, looking very much like the Arhat Fist of the Shaolin Sect.

Tang Ku pressed his palms together and smiled indifferently at Hasgard, saying, 'Benefactor, please make your move; this Poor Monk will receive it!'

Hasgard frowned slightly, 'Is the Holy Monk looking down on me? If we are to fight, please use your full strength!'

Tang Ku smiled, 'That is not the case. Even I am not sure about my own power right now. I must see how you make your move before I can counter it!'

'I see!' Hasgard realized, 'Then you must be careful...'

Tang Ku smiled noncommittally. He had said that just now to avoid embarrassing Hasgard. Although the other party's power was no longer what it used to be, Tang Ku was confident that defeating Hasgard now would only take a single move.

Clenching his fists, steam began to pour from Hasgard's body, and he turned completely red, just like a crab freshly steamed in a cage. In mid-air, this steam condensed into a phantom image, resembling a bull yet not quite one, possessing a magnificent Aura.

Moo! With a roar that sounded like an enraged bull charging into the sky, terrifying power erupted instantly, and the resulting gale caused Tang Ku's clothes to flap loudly.

This punch gathered Hasgard's understanding of fist techniques, his understanding of the spirit of the bull, and his understanding of his own Dao.

The setting sun dipped low, its afterglow refusing to dissipate. Even though it had sunk below the hillside, it still held residual warmth. No matter how darkness descends, it will always return to light, over and over, cycling endlessly.

This punch encompassed an endless, continuous Dao essence, serving as an embodiment of the Power Law from a certain perspective.

Almost the moment he struck, Tang Ku already sensed the presence of the Power Law.

As the straight punch was thrown, terrifying power circulated in the air and around his fist, like a snowball rolling, growing larger and larger. Yet, under his control, it became increasingly condensed and concentrated.

Hum! It sounded complex, but the moment it actually struck Tang Ku was just a flash.

Tang Ku did not use any defensive techniques, nor did he even summon Buddha Dharma to protect himself. He wanted to use his own Physical Body to thoroughly feel the essence of this power.

As the fist force reached his body, waves of power violently swept toward Tang Ku's chest. This power seemed endless, resisting wave after wave, as if it wouldn't stop until it shattered Tang Ku's Physical Body.

This power seemed to have a consciousness of its own, just like a wild bull, never turning back until it crashed through the south wall.

'So strong... This level of power is extremely strong even in the Cultivation World... Like my Myriad Manifestations Tribulation Finger, it belongs to pure physical power. However, my Myriad Manifestations Tribulation Finger emphasizes explosive force, while this punch emphasizes continuous, enduring power. If the person hit cannot withstand it, it is a certain death. In other words, this is forcing the enemy to contest power with him, to fight a war of attrition... Heh, it is indeed a Genius's way of fighting, having already touched the threshold of the Power Law... But it's a pity that the level of power is still a bit lacking. If it could go a step further, that would be great...'

As he spoke, Tang Ku frowned slightly and shouted, 'Hasgard, take a look at this punch of mine...'

Hum! The armor of the Xuanwu True Skill instantly unfolded, actually forcing Hasgard's fist to retreat. At this moment, his fist was no longer fighting Tang Ku's body, but the Xuanwu True Skill.

Immediately after, Tang Ku swung his right fist violently, not even using the War God Gauntlets. The 'Earth-Restraining' move of the Great Wilderness Divine Fist was already smashing toward Hasgard's forehead.

Hasgard's pupils shrank rapidly, but it was already too late for him to dodge.

'How ridiculous that I actually wanted him to use his full strength... Is this the result of him using his full strength? Will I... die?'

Hasgard smiled bitterly in resignation, 'Very well, this can be considered the best final destination for a martial arts fanatic...'

Bang! Whoosh...

Hasgard's long hair was blown into chaos by the fist wind. He only felt a slight pain in the bridge of his nose, and immediately after, a stream of blood flowed down from his right nostril. The bridge of his nose had also collapsed a little, but it did not affect his breathing.

Tang Ku's punch had, at the very least, stopped right in front of him.

Fine beads of sweat had already appeared on Hasgard's head, and he stood in place, not daring to move a muscle.

Tang Ku retracted his right fist and said with a chuckle, 'Benefactor... this punch is a gift I give to you... If you have realized something, take that money in three days and set off to find me in Chang'an City... On this journey, I suggest you walk, travel on foot, and see the scenery of my Great Tang... Hmm, don't forget to bring your Saint Cloth; in the future, if you encounter a strong enemy, it might just save your life!'

As he spoke, he pressed his palms together, turned around, and walked down the mountain.

'So that's how it is...'

Hasgard's Comprehension Ability was truly not weak. The moment Tang Ku turned around, he had already understood something, murmuring, 'Retracting and releasing with ease, retracting and releasing with ease... Heh, Shi Jingmo was right. It seems that learning a little Buddha Dharma really can make one's Heart-Nature improve rapidly, and even one's cultivation will improve along with it... Speaking of which, should I convert to Buddhism?'