On one hand was a life and death stimulating battle and on the other was a pill refinent requiring great concentration. If this were concerning other people, they would not even have dared to imagine it, yet these two people were actually doing it. The intense murderous intent in their sword styles contrasted with the light and calm pill refinent thods they were demonstrating. It should have been out of sync, yet at this mont, both opponents managed to perfectly integrate both these extres, giving those watching an extrely odd sense of beauty, bringing about an unprecedented indulgence of the sight unfolding before them.
“This is too amazing. I have never thought that there would actually be people who are able to split their concentration into two parts like this. Exchanging blows while refining pills at the sa ti,” said Su Yanhua emotionally and with sha. If it were him, even if he had placed his full concentration on either aspect, he would still be unable to compete with the two people before him, not to ntion if he had to focus on both aspects at once.
“Now you all know what it ans for a person to be beyond a person, and a sky beyond a sky,” said Su Yizhi, caressing his long beard and acting like a true expert. Today’s Sword Pill eting definitely gave these proud and ignorant Su family disciples a lesson. At the sa ti, it also taught Su Yizhi a lesson. Although his cultivation was very strong, since the Su family’s stream of dical skills requires focus on the control of Battle Qi, it was hard to simultaneously refine pills and compete in martial arts at the sa ti. Naturally, this was not sothing he would say aloud. As an expert, he had to maintain the mysterious feeling an expert would give off.
“Grandfather, in the past we were all wrong. I never thought that Miss Chuxi’s pill refinent skills could be so exquisite,” said Su Yanhua. He had admiration towards Ling Chuxi that ca from his bones.
“That is good,” replied Su Yizhi, nodding in comfort. Even the prickliest disciple, Su Yanhua, was already thoroughly won over and yielded his admiration and respect sincerely. When Resurrection Hall passes into Ling Chuxi’s hands, there shouldn’t be anyone amongst the younger generation who would oppose to it. As for Su Yizhen and the rest, they would naturally be able to distinguish important and unimportant matters.
“What is this considered as? If Eldest Grandfather took action personally, only then would we know what is truly exquisite and superb. Isn’t that right, Eldest Grandfather?” said a bootlicking Jiang Wuhen with a despicable smile. However, his attempts at buttering up Su Yizhi ended up being too much and unexpectedly had stabbed Su Yizhi right where it hurt instead. it was as though he had intended on slapping a horse’s rear but had ended up slapping its legs instead, completely missing the mark.
“Is ‘Eldest Grandfather’ a term for you to use? I don’t think so. Speak less nonsense and pay more attention,” scolded Su Yizhi as he glared at Jiang Wuhen angrily. Su Yizhi was just feeling shafully remorseful about being incomparable to the two people competing right now, and here Jiang Wuhen was to reveal his weaknesses. Jiang Wuhen was really lacking in awareness. Su Yizhi really wished to send Jiang Wuhen, this little b*stard, flying with a slap. If it were not today’s occasion, he would definitely have taken action against Jiang Wuhen already.
Jiang Wuhen awkwardly lowered his head and no longer dared to speak after this.
At the venue, Ling Chuxi’s and Ghost Hand’s competitions had already reached their final stages. The pill furnace was emitting waves of dicinal fragrance and it was obvious that the pill was about to take shape anyti. The two opponents quickly flew over to their respective pill furnaces, and with Battle Qi that was at tis strong and at tis weak, whiffs of smoke halos that looked like clouds and mist were coaxed out, leaving one feeling enchanted.
The swords in their hands did not slack off the whole ti, and their attacking and defending remaining orderly as the sharpness of the attacks still remained. All the more so in making one extrely amazed.
At this mont, Ling Chuxi and Ghost Hand’s minds were even more solemn. When it ca to pill refinent skills, Ghost Hand’s applications were faster, but Ling Chuxi’s applications were more exquisite. Neither one had an absolute advantage. When it ca to sword skills, they were also more or less on the sa level. If this continued on, it was more than likely to end with a draw. Such an outco was sothing that neither party was willing to see.
Suddenly, Ghost Hand’s sword stance slowed, and his pair of empty eyes suddenly turned white, like a vast plain of a dessert becoming shrouded in a dense mist without borders or horizons.
The hearts of the many people watching, with the exception of Su Yizhi and a few others, instantly plunged into chaos.
The Sword Heart Soul Breaking Technique! Cold Moon Palace relied on this technique the most in order to stand tall amongst the major sects for thousands of years.
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