"Cauldron Carrying Strongman?"
Hearing these words, Wang Lie laughed loudly and said, "The 'Cauldron Carrying Strongman' is cultivated using secret medicines, imbued with golden sand, melted with jade liquid, and forged with heavenly stars. Only a large sect can do this. What virtue or ability do I have, how could I have such good fortune?"
Seeing the puzzled look on Ai Zhongwen's face, Wang Lie proudly tore off his clothes. Countless twisting and twisting tadpole-like golden talismans were flickering and crawling all over his back and chest. For a moment, the open space on the mountain path was shining with a golden light.
Ai Zhongwen's expression changed and said in a low voice, "Golden Pattern Talisman Book?"
Wang Lie proudly smiled and said, "That's right, it is my Guangyuan Sect's Golden Pattern Talisman Book!"
Ai Zhongwen looked at Zhang Yan and his lips moved. A trace of worry appeared on his face.
The Golden Pattern Talisman Book was made by grinding the Five Elements Divine Sand and soaking it in a secret medicinal liquid. After forty-nine days, it was mixed with the Spirit Shell Jade Liquid, and after forty-nine days, it was made into golden ink. Then, a powerful Immortal Master would draw the Golden Palace Talisman on the recipient's body. This way, the person's cultivation would be raised by at least one level.
Because they both used the Five Elements Divine Sand and had similar auras, Ai Zhongwen would mistake him for a Cauldron Carrying Strongman.
Wang Lie's gaze turned to Zhang Yan. His expression temporarily relaxed and he said, "Senior Zhang, your current cultivation is only at the 'Condensed Elemental Energy' stage. With the help of the Talisman Book, my cultivation is comparable to a 'Yuan Cheng Entering Enlightenment' stage cultivator. My body is as hard as iron, my bones as strong as an elephant, my blood as strong as a river, and my strength is more than twice yours. You have no chance of winning against me. However, I can see that your attainments in martial arts are extraordinary. If we fight, both of us will suffer. Why don't you retreat now and I won't make things difficult for you.
What do you think? "After exchanging blows earlier, Wang Lie could see that Zhang Yan was not easy to deal with. Although his strength was above Zhang Yan's, if they really fought, he might not have a hundred percent chance of winning. Therefore, he did not want to fight to the death with Zhang Yan. It would be best if it could end peacefully.
When Zhang Yan heard his words, he was startled at first, but then he burst out laughing.
Wang Lie felt humiliated and said angrily, "What's so funny?"
Zhang Yan stopped laughing and looked straight at Wang Lie, "The honor of the sect depends on you and me, how can we treat it as a game? Senior Brother Wang actually wants to use words to scare me off? Isn't that laughable? "
The corner of Wang Lie's eye twitched. He wanted to retort, but he couldn't find the right words.
"Senior Brother Wang, I originally thought that you were quite a character, but I just realized that you don't have any determination to win, no determination to defeat, and no determination to kill. How can you talk about victory or defeat?"
Zhang Yan's voice grew louder and louder, and his voice carried an indomitable and imposing manner. "Senior Brother Wang's words only aroused my desire to fight to the death in my heart. If you want to pass through this mountain gate, you'll have to do it over my dead body. In today's situation, there's no retreat, and the only way is to fight to the death! Watch my fist! "
After Zhang Yan finished speaking, he let out a roar and took a step forward. The stone tiles on the ground broke with a "kacha" sound. It was like a sudden clap of thunder, and with an unparalleled imposing manner, he crossed the space of a few feet in an instant and punched straight at Wang Lie!
Wang Lie was ashamed and annoyed by Zhang Yan's words, and was caught off guard by his opponent's sudden attack. For a moment, he was intimidated by Zhang Yan's imposing manner, and couldn't help but panic. He was even worse off than Liang Dong. In a hurry, he didn't know whether to advance or retreat, and could only use his hands to block in front of his chest.
In a flash, Zhang Yan had already dashed within inches of him. He punched out and hit Wang Lie's arm, but it was as if he had hit a thick wall.
Zhang Yan's eyes sharpened. Wang Lie's strength was indeed great, and in such a hurry, he actually couldn't immediately break through. But facing such a powerful enemy, he only had one chance, and at this moment, he couldn't retreat!
Blue veins popped out on his forehead, and he gathered all the Inner Qi in his body onto his fist. He had to succeed in one strike!
Just when the Inner Qi around his body was empty, and his body was empty, the Dan aperture under his abdomen suddenly opened, and Inner Qi rushed out like a tide. His abdomen was steaming like boiling soup, and he only felt an indescribable power from all over his body wanting to be released.
Zhang Yan let out another roar, and forcefully punched out. The force was so great that it actually made a sound out of thin air.
Bang!
Under one punch, the bones in Wang Lie's arm broke, and his chest caved in. Blood spurted from his mouth, and both his feet left the ground as he fell backwards.
Zhang Yan's figure leaped up, and before Wang Lie landed on the ground, he grabbed Wang Lie's neck, and used his knee to hit Wang Lie's lower abdomen heavily to the ground. Then, he pressed Wang Lie under his body, and punched his head repeatedly. At first, Wang Lie still raised his hands to block, but then his consciousness gradually became chaotic, and he lost the ability to resist. Only the sound of the punches could be heard continuously.
Because the back of Wang Lie's head was repeatedly hit, a small pit of gravel was formed on the stone road, and it could be imagined that Zhang Yan had used a lot of strength.
In the end, Wang Lie was barely breathing, and Zhang Yan was still not at ease, so he dislocated the joints of his limbs, and then slowly stood up. But he found that although it was only a moment of confrontation, his back was actually drenched in sweat.
This series of changes made Ai Zhongwen dumbfounded. Usually, Zhang Yan was gentle and elegant, but when he suddenly attacked, he was incomparably fierce, like a ferocious beast pouncing on its prey. Even he, who was watching from the side, felt his body stiffen, and cold sweat dripped down his back. Looking at the already unconscious Wang Lie, he couldn't help but say with a trembling voice, "Senior Brother, there's no need to be like this when we're exchanging pointers."
Zhang Yan said disapprovingly, "Senior Brother Ai, you need to know that if you don't kill the tiger, you'll be harmed instead! If I don't hurt him this time, he'll definitely hurt me! "
In the apocalyptic world of his previous life, there were countless examples of opponents who were clearly on the verge of death, but because of a moment of carelessness, the tables were turned. How could he dare to be careless? He would rather spend more effort than give his opponent even a trace of chance.
Ai Zhongwen reluctantly accepted Zhang Yan's explanation, but the scene of Zhang Yan's sudden attack still made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Zhang Yan looked at the blood-covered Wang Lie, who was on the verge of death, and secretly thought that he was lucky.
Wang Lie's true strength was far above his, and what he said earlier about the gap between the two was not exaggerated at all. Such an opponent was indeed difficult to deal with, but Zhang Yan had a long history of killing and had a strong will. He would not panic just because his opponent was strong, but he was always looking for an opportunity.
What Wang Lie said next gave him a glimpse of a flaw. He felt that this person's will was not strong, and he did not have the desire to win. Not only that, perhaps he was sent here by someone else, and his heart was afraid of battle.
Zhang Yan had rich experience in fighting, and immediately used words to provoke the opponent, secretly gathering all the strength in his body to secretly prepare. As expected, after a few words, Wang Lie became restless and impatient, and his breath became impure. This subtle change was immediately captured by him, and he used this opportunity to decisively attack, taking down Wang Lie in one fell swoop.
But when he defeated a strong opponent, he also gained something else.
The moment he punched, he felt the Dantian acupoint in his body suddenly open and close, and the overflowing Yuan Qi surged back and forth in his body, surging like a river, as if it was about to break out of his body. Fortunately, after he repeatedly punched, it gradually dissipated. And to his surprise, although this Yuan Qi had dissipated by more than half, he found that the last bit of Yuan Qi was purer and more condensed than before.
He felt that he seemed to have found the real way to train Yuan Qi.
After condensing Yuan, the Yuan Qi was locked in the Dantian acupoint, and was not under the control of the spirit, so it was difficult to move a bit out. Training Yuan Qi could be said to be extremely difficult, but just now, when he was on the verge of life and death, the Dantian acupoint opened by itself.
He suddenly thought that Chen Feng must have been the same back then. Maybe he already knew this method, so he repeatedly challenged the same people, intending to open the Dantian acupoint under the extreme pressure of the outside world, and then use the spirit to condense and purify the Yuan Qi.
It seemed that the more intense the life and death battle, the more likely it was to stimulate the Dantian acupoint to open. Originally, he felt that it was very troublesome, but after experiencing it once, to him, there was no longer any secret to speak of.
Ai Zhongwen walked in front of Zhang Yan, took out a bottle of pills from his sleeve, and handed it to Zhang Yan, saying, "Senior Zhang, you have fought several battles in a day, why don't you take these pills and recover as soon as possible? Who knows, there might be another fierce battle tomorrow."
Zhang Yan held the pill in his hand, but did not immediately take it, instead, he fell into deep thought.
Guangyuan Sect actually sent out such a powerful person in the night, this clearly meant that they did not have the intention to prolong the battle, but wanted to end it quickly.
This was not a good sign for him.
He could deal with one Wang Lie, but there was no guarantee that he could deal with two or three. Back when Chen Feng was at Nanhua Sect, he did not meet any particularly powerful opponents, but this did not mean that he could not meet any.
This made him involuntarily want to retreat.
After all, it was too risky to obstruct the disciples of the two sects at the mountain gate. Now that he had found the right path, and with the remnant jade in his hand, he was confident that even if he did not engage in a life and death battle, he could still refine his Yuan Qi. He could definitely find another suitable method, so there was no need for him to stay here and fight to the death with the disciples of the two sects.
However, what was the purpose of him participating in the spell assembly? Wasn't it to make a name for himself? Now that there was such a great opportunity, he could not let it go so easily.
Although it was often said that one could not have his cake and eat it too, he did not want to give up on either.
Thinking of this, he slightly revealed a cold smile. Since Guangyuan Sect wanted to end the battle quickly, then he would comply with their wishes.
"Senior Ai, please send a letter of challenge. Just say that I, Zhang Yan, want to challenge Guangyuan Sect … In three days, we will deduce the Star Stele!"
Ai Zhongwen's eyes suddenly widened. After a while, he came back to his senses. He stepped forward and grabbed onto Zhang Yan's sleeve. He hurriedly said, "Senior Zhang, are you crazy? Be careful, be careful!"
The Star Stele was originally a tablet inscription used by ancient Daoists to record the movement of the stars. All of them were written in Eroded Words, and there were a total of nine of them. It was said that they contained many mysterious changes in the operation of the Heavenly Secrets. Ever since this tablet had been stored, people in the current world had deduced and deciphered six of these tablets. However, the stars were constantly changing, and there was no fixed number. Everyone's interpretation was very different.
These six tablets were the cornerstones of the Xuanwen Spell Assembly, and every time they were handed over to the owner for safekeeping.
However, the inscriptions on these tablets were quite strange. When deducing, one's Qi would slowly change according to the stars. If one could understand the trick behind it, it would naturally be very beneficial. However, if one made a mistake and went against the Heavenly Secrets, one's Qi would be messed up, and one's meridians would be damaged. In serious cases, one's soul would be injured, and one's Dao foundation would be destroyed. Therefore, this was not a battle of Xuanwen, but a battle of life and death.
Zhang Yan's expression was as calm as usual. He said in a deep voice, "Senior Ai, if I don't do this, should I just sit here and wait for Guangyuan Sect to attack us? If that's the case, why don't we take the initiative and finish this battle in one go! "
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