For ordinary Gandi players, what should they do when encountering this situation?
Of course it’s a damn thing!
It's a pity that Han Baiyi is just an ordinary seal European emperor, not the legendary bald liver emperor.
So he added the potential points.
Just see the progress bar on the panel jump from [1.5%] to [100%].
[Acquire learning ability: Xianfeng Boxing]
You see, the game is much simpler than chasing a girlfriend.
Why?
He has a progress bar!
After seeing the Xianfeng Boxing technique that he had completed learning on the panel, Han Baiyi's spiritual eyes began to see little spiritual energy groups that were invisible to the naked eye. The seeds of thunder in his body echoed each other, as if they came from the same system.
The internal energy derived from Xianfeng Boxing was fused with Bai Lei with the help of the system. The muscles throughout the body expanded and contracted at a very weak rate, and the bones seemed to have completed decades of training and forging in just a few moments.
According to the description in the Xianfeng Boxing manual, it takes more than thirty years of continuous practice to complete the perfection of Xianfeng Boxing.
But Han Baiyi only needed a moment.
This is him, Han Baiyi, a hard-working genius.
From the simplest Vajra Kowtow combo punch, to the secret skill [the unique skill Xianfengji Bodhisattva Kick], all the moves are coordinated with the inner strength, and you are thoroughly familiar with them.
After fully learning the Xianfeng Temple boxing technique, Han Baiyi was able to understand why the old monk's speed and reaction were still so sharp despite his body being so rotten.
Why?
Because he can do it if he learns it!
Although Han Baiyi could even do better than the old monk, he didn't say it because he was very humble.
Changes at the spiritual level are obviously not detectable by the old monk without spiritual eyes.
However, Han Baiyi still did not adjust the timeline, but silently held his broken arm and pretended to be pitiful.
He looked silent and weak.
"No answer?"
The old nun grabbed his neck, and her skinny and rotten body actually exploded with huge strength that ordinary people could not imagine. She forcibly lifted Han Baiyi's weight, which weighed more than 100 kilograms, high into the air, and then swung it sideways, causing a gust of wind.
Bang.
Smashed to the ground.
"Cough cough cough..."
Han Baiyi almost sprayed his face with a mouthful of old blood.
You are too straightforward, aren't you afraid of smashing us to death?!
The punishment was so painful that Han Baiyi rebelled as quickly as possible.
"...Yes, Yesba."
"They are not dead."
"Huh? Do you think I will believe your lies?" Not only has the old nun's voice changed, but her mind has also changed. "You ninjas who have gone through all kinds of hardships and training will reveal the truth so easily? What's more, it's still the same as before.
A ninja who has held a Dragon Yin. Do you think I am stupid?"
Han Baiyi's eyes widened. Although what I said was indeed a lie, I really meant it when I framed one of our own! You can't slander me like this!
Before Han Baiyi could struggle, he saw the old nun swinging sideways again. His whole body was like a wet towel, and he slapped it on the ground.
"Don't tell me yet!!"
'You don't believe me even if I tell you!'
Han Baiyi was so angry that he almost rolled his eyes. Knowing that he might be photographed to death if he continued like this, he simply turned back.
When he returned to the door of Zhonggui Buddhist Hall, Gus was about to go over and push the door open when Han Baiyi stopped him.
"What's wrong?"
Gus frowned and looked at him.
"The fight is going to be going on for a while, but don't interfere."
Han Baiyi drew his sword out of its sheath, while Gus looked confused:
"You just said you didn't know..."
"I lied to you."
Han Baiyi split the latch with a knife and kicked open the door. He used the strength of Xianfeng Temple's boxing skills on his feet. The six-meter-high door of the Buddhist temple was kicked with a loud crunching sound. One of the bevel corners of the wooden door was hardened.
It was kicked to pieces, and the entire board flew out in a straight line.
The right foot was retracted, and the leg was vaguely flashing with lightning.
The old nun, who was pretending to mutter "Oh oh oh oh..." before she could move, was shrouded in pieces of the wooden door that came quickly from behind. She immediately reacted in her heart and jumped back at full stride.
The iron mountain pressed against it and forced the huge piece of wood away.
Turning around, the Xianfeng boxing stance was already formed in his hands.
Gus behind Han Baiyi frowned.
He glanced at the corner of the door that had been kicked into pieces.
He had never realized how strong this guy was before.
Han Baiyi's face was expressionless, as if he didn't seem to pay attention to the little contradiction that the old nun had thrown herself into like a towel just a second ago.
In reality, he was planning how many pieces he would chop her into, or how many reincarnations he would have to chop her into.
He has always been a very generous person.
The time requirement for revenge is generally from 00:01 to 23:59.
As for the missing two seconds, just treat it as something he gave to others.
Oh, the date is every day.
Looking at the old nun who was crawling all over with undead insects, Han Baiyi's lips curled up into a well-placed smile.
"Master Immortal Peak is fake."
"Right?"
The old nun, who was just about to pretend to say something slowly, suddenly shut up and stared blankly at the man in front of her.
The voice is still old and sharp.
"Are you... a disciple of Ba?"
"You recognized me."
Han Baiyi always kept his face straight when he lied. He would lose if he even moved an eyelash.
"In that case... you should have heard what she said." There was a cruel smile in the old nun's voice, "I am the name of Eight Hundred Bhikshunis."
Han Baiyi's pupils narrowed.
Didn't it say that the monk who broke the precepts guarding the gate of the Palace of Origin was the eight hundred bhikshuni? Why did another one appear here?
"Speaking of it, it has been eight hundred years. The separation of soul and body... is really sad."
"In these hundreds of years, the thing that pleases me the most is that girl Ba."
"When it comes to demon thunder...you are far behind her."
Han Baiyi remained calm, silently digesting every bit of information she revealed.
'Bhikshuni' is a caste of monks.
The Eight Hundred Bhikshunis are a monk in Yingzhou mythology who broke the precepts by eating mermaid meat and gained immortality.
The Eight Hundred Bhikshuni in Sekiro World is also a similar character.
However, unlike the myth of eating mermaid meat, the eight hundred bhikkhunis came here out of their own desires and longed for immortal life, so they crossed the ocean and came here, ate the flesh of the immortal Carp King, and were parasitized by the flesh.
Possessed by undead insects, he gained eternal life.
But for some unknown reason, after eight hundred years, this eight-hundred-year-old bhikshuni appeared in front of the gate of the Palace of Origin under the name of "Broken Monk" in the game and became the gatekeeper of Sakura Dragon.
Even her phantom was copied to the end of Ashina Bottom's aquatic village to guard the stone of residence.
Now, after hearing what the old nun said about the 'division of soul and body', Han Baiyi probably understood that the monk who broke the precepts might have some secrets, but they were not shown in the game.
Otherwise, at least Han Baiyi would not be able to understand why a monk who pursues immortality would be willing to be the gatekeeper for a group of monsters.
It seems...she didn't do it voluntarily.
But why did she become a fake Immortal Peak Master now?
What's the reason here?
Han Baiyi stared at the old nun in front of him seriously.
The Eight Hundred Bhikshunis looked back on the past and looked forward to the future, and they smashed their mouths.
Say no more.
'Your uncle!'
Han Baiyi felt like shit.
"However, since you dare to choose me as your opponent, you should be ready to die, right?..."
Eight hundred bhikkhunis burst into laughter,
"You don't have the smell of Long Yin's power like Ba."
Han Baiyi held his sword in front of him, raised his head slightly, and looked contemptuously.
The thunder energy in the body penetrates the whole body, and the [Life-Protective Breathing Yang] circulates accordingly. Every cell in the body seems to be activated by lightning, and the footsteps are imprinted on the ground.