Novel11 Chapter 567: Step 533
Chapter 567: Step 533
The name of the Human Immortal Temple’s master might have been unnoticed before, but ever since a Spirit General from a subsidiary sect of the Western Sect was slain by him, no one dares to underestimate this title.
After all, that was a Spirit General.....
In an instant, the two faced a formidable enemy, naturally scattering, subtly confronting the arriving Zhang Rongfang from two angles.
Two auras simultaneously locked onto him from two directions.
Snow was falling heavily. The three stood still, and Zhang Rongfang’s last words slowly echoed around them.
The cold wind blew, lifting the blood-red Taoist robe on Zhang Rongfang.
He scanned the two with his eyes and smiled again.
"Since neither of you speaks, it means you agree."
"Is the Temple Master really intending to ignore the goodwill of my Solitary Crane Academy?" Chang Xueyi said slowly and heavily.
He came from the academy, but was a Spirit Person. Since he had been active in the Great Capital and the Upper Capital for years, he was not entirely aware of the Human Immortal Temple’s true influence.
But he knew that those who could kill a Spirit General were powerful enough to handle them... probably with ease.
So throwing out his background might instill a bit of caution in his opponent, preventing a deadly encounter.
"The academy has always been neutral. Now that you’ve suddenly come to my Wushan Prefecture without prior communication," Zhang Rongfang said meaningfully, "it seems you don’t regard me, the master of the Human Immortal Temple, with any significance..."
"Naturally, that’s impossible!" Chang Xueyi replied. His expression remained unchanged, but he was already scouting for possible escape routes and timings in his mind.
"Given the Temple Master’s strength, there are very few in this world who dare ignore it. It just seems a bit exaggerated for such a trivial matter to draw your personal presence here, don’t you think?"
His words were a clear show of weakness.
"Heh... Chang Xueyi, all your martial skills have gone to the dogs? They’re ambushing us midway, and you’re still thinking of asking for mercy? Truly foolish!"
Magic Gun Shahu had already figured something out and stepped forward.
"The two of us together can even fight against a Spirit General, and if worst comes to worst, we can retreat. What are you afraid of?"
Clang!
He took the magic gun from his back, pulling it with both hands. Instantly, the gun barrel elongated, and the blade at the tip shimmered in the snowlight.
"Master of the Human Immortal Temple...? Let me see what gives you the courage to call yourself an immortal!!"
Swoosh!
In an instant, his presence vanished, just like that night when he concealed his form, as if the entire person had disappeared.
But the snow beneath his feet suddenly sank into two silent pits.
That was the result of moving at an incredible speed.
This speed... Zhang Rongfang squinted slightly, reminding him of Emperor Jiang back then.
"But alas... it’s still a notch slower than Senior Emperor Jiang...."
Clang!!
He raised his hand swiftly, blocking the broad gun blade coming from his right.
The sharp blade instantly cut through the skin of his forearm, slicing into the muscle layer, pressing hard against the bone.
Blood trickled down the blade slowly.
"Such a sharp spear." Zhang Rongfang remained unfazed, praising. "No wonder it’s a magic weapon."
"Still thinking of praising a spear?!" Shahu twisted his hands, in a moment lifting the gun shaft away.
Swoosh!!
A piece of silver-white moonlight emerged in his hand, blossoming.
This was the ultimate Limit-Breaking Skill—Moonlight Blade—from the Mottled Spirit Spear martial arts he practiced.
This spear appeared beautiful but was extremely perilous, capable of unleashing all his explosive power in an instant, channeling all his strength to the spear’s sharp tip, slashing downwards.
With his Innate Divine Power, coupled with his accumulation of martial arts mastery to the Grandmaster level, under this burst.
He could slash a huge fissure into a stone house, collapsing it with a single blow.
Using this move, he once hacked a path of flesh and blood through the masterful army formation besieging him from the Snow Rainbow Pavilion.
He had already broken through the Snow Rainbow Pavilion formation!
And now.... just a mere master of the Human Immortal Temple!? Judging by the opponent suffering an injury while blocking a move, under this attack, he would surely sustain severe injuries!
In a flash, the moon-blade spear glinted like moonlight, casting a silver-white radiance, descending toward Zhang Rongfang.
Thud!
The spear blade slashed hard into Zhang Rongfang’s left shoulder, then stuck between the shoulder bones.
"Truly formidable...."
Zhang Rongfang clapped lightly, smiling. It seemed as if the huge gash on him was not his own.
"I assumed my body had been thoroughly tempered, but alas, it still can’t withstand this level of full-force attack from you.... what a pity."
He raised his hand, his right palm suddenly tracing an erratic curve, like an antelope hanging its horn, slapping forward.
Boom!!!
This strike was completely unpredictable.
Even though Shahu had used forethought to anticipate the direction the moment he saw it.
He still missed by a fraction.
He raised his hand to block, but fell short of intercepting the strike.
Alas.... being slightly off made the difference between hitting and missing.
With a thunderous crash, Shahu’s chest exploded in a wave of air, distorting as he flew backward, crashing into the vast snow sea.
Zhang Rongfang was about to pursue when he suddenly paused, turning to raise his hand.
Boom!
Again, a thunderous sound rang out.
A thick hand wearing a bronze-colored metal glove attempted to ambush his left waist, but he halted it single-handedly.
Their arms collided fiercely, producing a sound between flesh and flesh akin to wood or stone clashing.
Chang Xueyi’s face was stern, his entire body rapidly swelling with muscle, enlarging.
Muscles as small as mice were writhing swiftly under his robe.
Even his face morphed into a menacing visage, covered in bulging veins akin to tree roots.
In the instant of his sneak attack, he had activated the Extreme State of his practiced martial arts.
There are two extreme states for the Chasing Star Drifting Skill.
The first is Clear Meteor, which enhances speed.
The second is Muddy Meteor, which enhances power.
The combination of the two results in an extremely strong dual-sided amplification.
Initially, he thought this move could force the opponent to retreat, but Chang Xueyi’s heart sank when he realized that his full-force palm strike only made Zhang Rongfang’s figure slightly sway.
Ordinary people may not know, but as a Spirit Grandmaster from the Confucian Sect, Chang Xueyi knew very well.
Outsiders think the Confucian Sect is only skilled in illusory martial arts, but in reality, few people know that the explosive strength of the Confucian Sect is the pinnacle of all martial arts.
The so-called ’persuading others with reason’ sounds like you can convince others if you have logic.
But the key issue is not logic itself, but whether you can first make people willing to sit down and listen to you.
Because people can become infuriated out of shame.
Not everyone will be convinced just by understanding the logic; more often, people strike when they can’t argue.
Thus, the true core of the Confucian Sect is first in illusion, and second in power.
Solving problems through illusion is naturally best, but if that fails, then one must use the second means.
The power of the Confucian Sect, when unleashed, can suppress even lesser Spirit Generals.
This is the most terrifying aspect.
And now, he couldn’t suppress the master of the Human Immortal Temple in front of him...
"Again!"
Chang Xueyi forcibly suppressed his anxiety. Without hesitation.
"Solution: Literary Heart."
Suddenly, his eyes focused, then his pupils seemed to blur, losing focus. His body also remained motionless, stopping his actions.
His sudden halt made Zhang Rongfang unconsciously strike towards his head.
It’s like a tug-of-war, where one side suddenly retreats causing the other to instinctively push forward with force.
At this moment, Zhang Rongfang was like this, but what he didn’t expect was that his palm strike was skillfully dodged by Chang Xueyi tilting his head.
Swish swish swish!!
Three consecutive moves, in an instant, Zhang Rongfang’s actions triggered the Golden Toad Skill, amplifying his explosive power significantly.
Logically, such a sudden boost in explosiveness should also make it faster, and before adapting, it shouldn’t be dodged.
But now, at this moment, his three consecutive moves were all dodged by Chang Xueyi.
Moreover.
In the snow, Zhang Rongfang’s fists and feet turned into a wild storm, frantically assaulting his opponent.
But unlike before, his preemptive enemy-defeating technique suddenly failed!
Each of his moves was perfectly dodged.
No...
’It’s not a failure, but his preemptive enemy-defeating technique has greatly enhanced!’
Suddenly Zhang Rongfang realized.
Upon realizing this, intense curiosity arose in his heart.
The preemptive enemy-defeating technique is generally of high stability, with few sudden enhancements.
Unless it’s like last time when he gradually extended the battle to adapt to the opponent’s martial arts.
But now... they’ve just begun exchanging blows, there’s no way the opponent has adapted to his martial arts and strike habits.
So why could this person predict his attack trajectory?
While dueling, Zhang Rongfang absorbed the opponent’s martial arts as nourishment for his own preemptive enemy-defeating technique.
The more martial arts he witnessed, the more attack and defense styles he encountered, greatly benefiting his martial arts experience and cultivation.
And these two aspects are crucial in determining the height of the preemptive enemy-defeating technique.
With limited attribute points, enhancing health while acquiring more unique talents is key, using them to strengthen preemptive enemy-defeating technique and absolute defense would be a waste.
Thus, he decided to extract as much as possible from his opponent.
As he pondered ways to respond, suddenly Chang Xueyi’s figure flickered, splitting into three.
Then, the three split into six.
Simultaneously, six Chang Xueyi from different directions struck towards him.
Limit-Breaking Skill! Celestial Motion Galaxy!!
Chang Xueyi’s pupils blurred, with six human forms using palms, fists, fingers, and claws, all equipped with the preemptive enemy-defeating technique.
Every move perfectly bypassed Zhang Rongfang’s blocking arms. All landed on him.
Puff puff puff puff puff puff!!!
In an instant, Zhang Rongfang’s chest and back were hit six times!
The bronze-colored metal gloves ravaged his flesh, causing it to dent, fester, explode, and penetrate.
Various injuries immediately dyed his entire body red.
Soon, all attacks ceased, leaving the two standing rigidly on site.
"The contest is decided...." Chang Xueyi’s pupils refocused, speaking coldly.
"Is this Confucian martial arts? Truly impressive...." Zhang Rongfang lifted his head, suddenly grinning.
Chang Xueyi’s heart sank in shock, immediately wanting to retreat, but to his horror, found his arm caught by the opponent.
Suddenly, his body flipped mid-air, with blades popping out from his toes, slicing upwards in a curved arc of light, aiming at Zhang Rongfang’s abdomen and chest.
Limit-Breaking Skill·Star Snatch!
Slash!!!
The blade light drew a silver semicircle, then abruptly halted.
The blade stopped, wedged in flesh, unable to move.
"Any more tricks?" Zhang Rongfang raised his hand, his injuries appearing like illusions, somehow already healed.
Even the blood staining his clothes seemed to crawl back into his skin, restoring the red robe to clean and tidy.
Had it not been for the remaining blade lodged in the center of his chest, Chang Xueyi might have doubted whether he had actually injured the opponent!