For Hayashi Ken, a martial arts master at the peak of the Xiantian realm, there was little that could stir his emotions.
Buddhist cultivation methods inherently possessed a calming and tranquilizing effect.
Ken had been immersed in Buddhist teachings for seventy to eighty years; it wasn't an exaggeration to say he wouldn't bat an eye even if Mount Fuji crumbled before him.
He wasn't far from that state.
But now, a tempest raged in Hayashi Ken's heart.
"Is this Arhat Fist? No, this isn't Arhat Fist!"
Ken carefully observed the young novice monk practicing the fist technique.
Compared to the surging qi and blood unleashed by hundreds of adult warrior monks practicing Arhat Fist, this young novice monk's practice caused no commotion.
Yet, in Ken's eyes, it had a quality of a hanging ram's horn, naturally formed.
Every punch and kick thrown by the young novice monk carried an inexplicable profoundness.
"How is this possible?!"
"How could a mere child master such a profound fist technique?"
Ken was incredulous.
Any martial art, including Buddhist martial arts, required a significant amount of time to comprehend and master.
Arhat Fist wasn't a profound martial art, but it still took a normal person six or seven years of diligent practice to achieve some level of mastery.
However, the fist technique the young novice monk was currently practicing was clearly several levels higher than Arhat Fist.
Yet, he had already mastered it perfectly, which was simply inconceivable.
What astonished Ken the most was that he had never seen the fist technique the young novice monk was practicing.
It bore traces of Arhat Fist, but it was infinitely more profound.
It had almost reached the level of the Great Zen Temple's Seventy-Two Ultimate Arts.
Ken, an old monk nearing a hundred years of age, had never heard of such a superior Buddhist martial art.
"Abbot."
The other young novice monks also noticed Ken's gaze.
Their faces paled, and they stood obediently in place.
Only Rin Haruto continued to practice the 'Great Arhat Buddha Fist' he had just comprehended.
"Hmm."
Ken wasn't paying attention to these sneaking novice monks at this moment.
He waved his hand, signaling all the young novice monks to leave.
He, himself, stared intently at Rin Haruto, who was still practicing his fist technique.
"Great Arhat Buddha Fist!"
As Rin Haruto practiced this newly comprehended martial art, he felt a tingling sensation spreading through his limbs and bones.
It was as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring.
He didn't know how much time had passed.
Within Rin Haruto's lower abdomen, in his dantian, a wisp of energy silently condensed.
"This should be internal energy, right?"
"The Xiantian internal energy that only Xiantian martial arts masters can control?"
Rin Haruto speculated in his mind.
He was only a three or four-year-old novice monk, and his knowledge was limited.
He only knew that Xiantian internal energy was a power wielded by Xiantian martial arts masters.
As soon as the internal energy formed, Rin Haruto immediately felt a surge of hunger.
He instinctively stopped practicing his fist technique.
If he continued, he would probably starve to death.
However, when Rin Haruto looked around, he found that the hundreds of warrior monks nearby and the dozen or so young novice monks beside him had all disappeared.
In their place were seven very old-looking monks.
The long-browed old monk in the middle, with his piercing gaze, made Rin Haruto's scalp tingle.
"Abbot? Venerable?"
Rin Haruto asked tentatively.
Among the seven monks, Rin Haruto had seen three: the abbot of the Warrior Monk Hall, the abbot of the Disciplinary Hall, and the current abbot of the Great Zen Temple.
As for the other four, he didn't recognize them.
However, to be able to stand alongside the abbot and the other abbots, their status must be significant.
Especially the long-browed old monk, even the abbot only dared to stand half a step behind him.
"Little fellow."
The current abbot of the Great Zen Temple, Hayashi Jue, asked with a gentle smile, "Where did you learn the fist technique you were just practicing?"
After the abbot of the Warrior Monk Hall, Hayashi Ken, had the other young novice monks leave, he immediately contacted the Great Zen Temple's abbot and the other abbots.
These true martial arts masters of the Great Zen Temple immediately realized the seriousness of the matter and rushed over, putting aside their current tasks.
Everyone's judgment was the same as Ken's—the profundity of the fist technique Rin Haruto practiced was no less than that of a superior martial art.
Furthermore, this fist technique was an unheard-of Buddhist fist technique.
If they hadn't witnessed it themselves, they wouldn't have believed that there existed a superior Buddhist martial art in this world that they had never even heard of.
"Where did I learn it?"
Upon hearing this, Rin Haruto felt a slight sigh of relief.
His public demonstration of the 'Great Arhat Buddha Fist' also had the intention of showcasing his talent.
Through the three attempts he had made, Rin Haruto understood that to fully utilize the effect of his heaven-defying comprehension, he needed to come into contact with the profound martial arts of this world as much as possible.
By observing sparrows and earthworms, he could only comprehend ordinary martial arts like the 'Divine Sparrow Soaring Sky Movement Technique' and the 'Earth Dragon Somersault Technique'.
However, by observing the warrior monks practicing Arhat Fist, he was able to directly comprehend the superior martial art 'Great Arhat Buddha Fist'.
If he could observe a superior martial art, then what he comprehended...
Although Rin Haruto didn't know the status of superior martial arts, being able to ascend to the heavens in one step and condense Xiantian internal energy was certainly not simple.
And to gain access to such superior martial arts, or even more profound martial arts, within the Great Zen Temple, he certainly couldn't rely solely on his identity as a young novice monk.
"Replying to the Abbot, I saw my senior brothers practicing their fist techniques just now, and I wanted to practice along with them. As I practiced, I comprehended this fist technique. I don't know if I should have…"
Rin Haruto timely showed a hint of trepidation.
What he said was not entirely false.
In the Universal Human Alliance, if Rin Haruto were so honest, he might be observed or even studied.
But in this world, which resembled an ancient feudal martial arts world, especially in a place like the Great Zen Temple, which was filled with a religious atmosphere, no matter how powerful a talent Rin Haruto displayed, he would only be seen as a reincarnation of a true Buddha or a living Buddha.
"Watching warrior monks practice Arhat Fist, and then comprehending a superior martial art far exceeding Arhat Fist…"
The Great Zen Temple's abbot and the other abbots fell silent.
The long-browed monk, who had been scrutinizing Rin Haruto with his piercing gaze, also fell silent.
If anyone else had dared to say such a thing, they naturally wouldn't have believed it.
What kind of joke was this?
Did they really think superior martial arts were as common as cabbages?
Most superior martial arts in the world were painstakingly created by Grandmaster-level martial arts masters.
As a Buddhist holy land and a prominent martial arts sect in the world, the Great Zen Temple primarily relied on its Seventy-Two Ultimate Arts to continuously cultivate Xiantian realm martial arts masters.
The Seventy-Two Ultimate Arts were seventy-two superior martial arts.
And you, a three or four-year-old child, claim to have comprehended a superior martial art?
However, as the abbot and others thought about it carefully, they incredibly realized that what Rin Haruto said might very well be true.
Firstly, the Great Arhat Buddha Fist was a superior Buddhist martial art.
In the current world, besides the Great Zen Temple, there were indeed some other Buddhist sects.
But without a doubt, they were all led by the Great Zen Temple.
There were indeed superior Buddhist martial arts beyond the Seventy-Two Ultimate Arts, but the abbot and the other abbots would certainly have heard of them.
However, the superior fist technique Rin Haruto practiced was something they had all seen for the first time.
Secondly, it was not difficult to see that the Great Arhat Buddha Fist had a strong connection with the Arhat Fist.
This aligned with Rin Haruto's claim of comprehending the 'Great Arhat Buddha Fist' by observing the Arhat Fist.
In a flash, the Great Zen Temple's abbot and several abbots exchanged glances.
A thought simultaneously surfaced in their minds.
Could it be that among this new batch of disciples taken in by the Great Zen Temple, there truly was a martial arts prodigy seen once in a millennium?