"Don’t think the sa move can bring down!" Zhang Chunfeng roared, clapping his hands together sharply and yelling, "Sword Mastery!"
"Bang!" Suddenly enveloped by the Gang Qi surrounding Zhang Chunfeng’s entire body, you were sent flying out, tumbling through the air before staggering onto the ground.
"So this is the Gang Qi only available upon reaching the Martial Realm, huh?" At this mont, Zhang Chunfeng’s whole body was shrouded in Gang Qi shaped like sharp swords, and seeing this, a hint of envy flashed in your eyes. It was just a pity that your cultivation ti was still short and your ridians were not yet ford, let alone using the True Qi transford from the heavens and earth to form Gang Qi.
"It looks like I really need to find a master and learn so martial arts. I can’t just rely on Wudang Long Fist my whole life." You glanced at your fists and shook your head helplessly.
"Rain of Arrows teor!" Zhang Chunfeng wasn’t here just to spar with you; his goal was to defeat you and reclaim his pride. This move of his was initially a swordsmanship technique— he always carried his sword with him — but today, neither of you brought weapons, and his weapon was the Immortal Sect’s Divine Weapon. With a single swing, he could decapitate you on the spot.
But Zhang Chunfeng wouldn’t do that. Despite hating you deeply, it was only a hatred born of martial arts. He loathed his own lack of strength; his aim was rely to defeat you.
At the sa ti, he was also very clear that without you as an imagined adversary all these years, his progress wouldn’t have been so rapid; within just four short years, he had beco an inner disciple of Sword Pavilion, even earning the appreciation of an elder.
In a sense, Zhang Chunfeng was quite grateful to you.
One must know that in the Immortal Cultivation World, Sword Pavilion was one of the top Immortal Sects, with more than ten thousand Outer Sect Disciples. Among these disciples of exceptional talent, breaking out from the crowd was extrely difficult. Relying on talent alone, without hard work and dedication, one would never et the requirents to advance.
Without his Immortal Sword, Zhang Chunfeng shaped his hands like a sword, swiftly thrusting at you dozens of tis.
You chose to advance rather than retreat, knowing that in such an onslaught, the only way to defend was to attack, or else face certain defeat.
You intensified the power of "Open Gate," completely disregarding the intense pain coming from your body, and punched furiously, aiming straight for Zhang Chunfeng’s chest!
"Bang!"
Zhang Chunfeng was sent flying back, yet at this mont, your body was covered in blood spots. Every thrust from Zhang Chunfeng left a bloody hole, creating a terrifying appearance as you were soaked in blood.
Zi Yi was already sitting powerlessly on the grass, clutching her mouth tightly. She didn’t dare to make a sound out of fear of affecting your combat. She couldn’t stop her tears; seeing you like this was bleeding her heart dry.
"You have already lost. Right now, you are no match for ," Zhang Chunfeng declared, standing tall and proud.
"Humph, I don’t think so, young master. Gate of Life, activate again!"
The horrific injuries on your body were instantly healed, causing Zhang Chunfeng to rub his eyes in disbelief, wondering if he was seeing things.
"So you have an Immortal Family Treasure as well."
"Wrong, this is the young master’s unique secret technique, completely unrelated to any nonsense Immortal Family Treasure. Co on, I’m just getting into the swing of it, let’s go again!"
Oh Gan, Wudang Long Fist again!
"You’re a madman!"
"And Zhang Chunfeng is an idiot!"
This was the conclusion Zi Yi reached two hours later, watching the scene already feeling a bit weary.
After over two hours of tornt, Zi Yi had gradually beco accustod to your fighting style. You were like an extraterrestrial creature, absolutely indestructible and invulnerable. Every ti Zhang Chunfeng would beat you to a pulp, you would instantly recover. What’s more terrifying was that the more you fought, the stronger you seed to beco, as if you possessed endless energy.
Zhang Chunfeng had started off calm and composed, but later on, he had been forced into an embarrassed evasion. He was visibly exhausted. With weapons and strength restricted, Zhang Chunfeng realized that below the martial realm, you were almost invincible. Because you just wouldn’t die—it was complete cheating. Once, Zhang Chunfeng mistakenly stabbed your heart, and even he panicked at that mont, but you were fine as if nothing had happened. Your body flashed green, and all wounds infuriatingly healed again.
"I’m done, I’m done!" Zhang Chunfeng dodged your Wudang Long Fist very awkwardly, then simply lay on the grass, playing dead.
"Why stop? Young master here was just getting into it." A sleazy smile naturally appeared on your face, as you sat beside Zhang Chunfeng, and then you even held a wildflower in your mouth that you seed to have plucked from sowhere.
"Fighting over and over with the sa move—couldn’t you co up with so fresh techniques? And look at yourself, you damn undead, completely unscathed. Now great, I’m covered in bruises while you’re in perfect condition."
He couldn’t help being annoyed, yet Zhang Chunfeng had nowhere to vent his anger. He truly wanted to stab you fiercely a few tis with his sword, but alas, you were almost immune to physical attacks.
"Heh heh, there’s really nothing I can do about that, young master here has just begun cultivation. The master only taught this one move; I’ve spent all the other ti on Immortal Law."
"That’s not Immortal Law, that’s obviously sorcery!" Zhang Chunfeng shouted angrily, as his body soared into the sky. As he left, he didn’t forget to drop the most classic line, "Luo Yun, you just wait, I will co back for sure!"
"Heh heh, young master here is always ready to oblige."
"Be wary of Changsun Zhongkang."
By that ti, Zhang Chunfeng was long gone, but his warning still echoed in your ears.
You secretly noted the na and sneered, then turned to walk towards Zi Yi. Approaching her, you mimicked the manner of a little hooligan, lifting her chin with a grin that could only be described as cheeky, "So how about it, my lovely lady, are you captivated by your lord’s magnificence, ready to offer yourself in return?"
Zi Yi giggled and responded, "Yes, yes, my husband is indeed a great rogue. You scared to death just now."
"Heh heh, that lad surnad Xiao seed rather arrogant, but he’s really just a fledgling. He doesn’t understand life at all; just full of resentful qi with nowhere to vent. It would take young master here but a minute to deal with him."
Seeing that it was midday, you once again picked up Zi Yi and swiftly flew back to the Luo Mansion. However, Zi Yi could clearly feel that your return journey was sowhat slower than when you had arrived, and your breathing seed a bit more labored than before. Clearly, the battle had not been as easy for you as it appeared on the surface.
To bring Wu Zhao back to your side as soon as possible, you actively pondered how to quickly complete the task assigned by Li Shimin.
First, this world was controlled by the order power; when doing things, you couldn’t overthink nor could you dodge the order power.
This really worried you, and you even had the urge to slap yourself. If you had known this would happen, you would never have made that simple telescope, which now left you racking your brain without producing any results.
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