Although Bu Xingyi's power was astonishing, after a few exchanges, the power of his punch had been weakened by 70%. However, Bu Xingyi believed that even 30% of his power was enough to kill this junior.
Mo Wen's gaze remained calm from the beginning. He knew that if he did not remain calm when facing a Martial Arts Grandmaster strong practitioner, he would only push himself towards death.
If he did not use some special techniques, he could only rely on his calmness and his own power. Of course, there was also the pride of a Martial Arts Grandmaster.
He believed that a Martial Arts Grandmaster would not unleash his full power against an ancient martial art practitioner like him. That was because they were confident that they could easily kill an ancient martial art practitioner like him.
Just as Bu Xingyi thought, even if he only had 30% of his power left, it would be enough to kill Mo Wen.
A mist enveloped Mo Wen's body, causing his figure to instantly turn incorporeal. The next moment, rays of starlight emanated from his body. The starlight sparkled beautifully.
The Glory of Cloud!
It was the martial arts teachings of the three Glory techniques that only focused on technique. At the same time, it was also the martial arts teachings with the strongest defensive abilities that Mo Wen had learned.
The Glory of Thunder was about power, the Glory of Wind was about speed, and the Glory of Cloud was about technique. However, the extension of the Glory of Cloud was defense.
Defense was divided into two categories. One was sturdy, and the other was agile.
The sturdy type was a solid defense, while the agile type was a living defense. The Glory of Cloud was a rare living defense. It could use mysterious and unpredictable techniques to continuously weaken the enemy's attack.
All the starlight gathered together and then formed a nebula in front of Mo Wen. Although the entire process seemed slow, it actually happened in an instant.
Before Bu Xingyi's fist could hit Mo Wen's body, it first hit the nebula.
"Huh?"
A look of surprise flashed in Bu Xingyi's eyes. The absolute confidence disappeared from his eyes. His expression became serious for the first time.
His fist collided with the nebula, and its speed suddenly decreased.
His power was clearly very strong, but he could not break through the nebula. It was as though he had hit cotton. He could not exert any force, but it was also as though he had hit rubber. It was shockingly resilient. His power was decreasing at a frightening speed.
If it was just cotton, he could directly pass it. If it was rubber, he could shatter the rubber. However, this was the first time he had encountered such a feeling of not exerting any force and constantly having his power reflected back at him.
"Absolute technique, how is that possible!"
In the end, the last 30 percent of Bu Xingyi's power was used up in the nebula. However, the nebula seemed to have reached its limit and slowly dissipated.
He looked at Mo Wen in disbelief. This youth could actually use Absolute Technique to deal with him. How was that possible? He was a Martial Arts Grandmaster who had cultivated for more than 200 years. On the other hand, this youth was at most a later stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner. The two of them were worlds apart. How could he use Absolute Technique to deal with him? Shouldn't it be the other way around?
The so-called Absolute Technique was a term used in a duel between martial artists. In a duel between martial artists, not only did they compete in cultivation, but they also competed in martial arts attainments.
Under normal circumstances, it was very common for a person with profound martial arts attainments to defeat a person with inferior martial arts attainments when their cultivation was similar. Of course, if the difference in cultivation was too great, it would be very difficult to use martial arts attainments to make up for it.
But there was another situation, and that was Absolute Technique.
Absolute Technique described a kind of relativity. For example, if the difference in martial arts attainments between two people was too great, the situation of Absolute Technique would occur.
In a duel, if something like Absolute Technique occurred, even if the opponent's realm was one or two levels higher than his, the huge difference in martial arts attainments would still cause the person with a higher realm to lose.
For an ancient martial art practitioner like Bu Xingyi, as a Martial Arts Grandmaster who had cultivated for more than 200 years, his martial arts attainments naturally went without saying.
In this world, as long as it was within the scope of an ancient martial art practitioner, it was almost impossible for anyone to use Absolute Technique against him. Even Martial Arts Grandmasters with higher cultivation did not have this ability.
It was very simple for a Martial Arts Grandmaster to use Absolute Technique against a later stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner.
However, it was almost impossible for a later stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner to use Absolute Technique against a Martial Arts Grandmaster. No one would believe it.
。 Moreover, Mo Wen was only a youth. He had only cultivated for a few years. How high could his martial arts attainments be?
But just now, when facing that nebula, Bu Xingyi had indeed felt the suppression of Absolute Technique. That was only suppression in terms of martial arts teachings. Otherwise, such a situation would not have occurred.
"Old thing, don't think too highly of yourself. There are many capable people in this world."
Mo Wen said coldly. In the past, it was naturally impossible for him to suppress a Martial Arts Grandmaster in terms of martial arts teachings, let alone complete the suppression of absolute techniques. But now, with the teachings of the Inferno Star Lord, what he came into contact with was no longer ordinary martial arts. Instead, it was close to the power of heaven and earth in this world. It was a rite of passage martial arts that belonged to immortal cultivators.
One was the Heavenly Dao, and the other was skill. The two were not from the same world.
No matter how shallow the rite of passage martial art he had learned was, it was not something ordinary martial arts could compare to. In terms of martial arts attainments and understanding, Mo Wen had indeed surpassed ordinary Martial Arts Grandmasters. He had embarked on a different path.
"How did you do it?"
Bu Xingyi looked at Mo Wen in shock. He did not dare to believe that a youth could do this. This matter was simply too shocking, and if it were to spread, it would probably shock all the martial artists in the Inner World.
"You are just a frog at the bottom of a well. If you don't understand, then you don't understand. Even if I told you, you wouldn't understand."
Mo Wen smiled. Back then, he had gradually understood the mystery of rite of passage martial arts because he had the help of the Inferno Star Lord's will. Although the Ming Temple's Sect Grand Elder's cultivation was high and his martial arts teachings attainments had also reached a very high level, it was impossible for him to comprehend rite of passage martial arts.
In other words, even if he was willing to carefully teach Mo Wen and teach him bit by bit, it was impossible for Mo Wen to learn such martial arts teachings. Unless one day, Mo Wen's understanding of the three Glory techniques was deep enough and his cultivation was high enough for him to use his will to impart. Only then would it be possible for him to impart such martial arts teachings to an ordinary ancient martial art practitioner.
"You must die."
Bu Xingyi looked at Mo Wen with a serious expression. At this moment, his desire to kill Mo Wen was stronger than ever. If he allowed such a youth to continue developing, what would happen in the future?
He did not even dare to think about it because such a youth was too frightening. Once he advanced to the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm, most likely no ancient martial art practitioner in this world would be a match for him.
Since he had offended such a person, he could not let him return alive no matter what.
"You'll have to kill me first before you say that."
Mo Wen laughed softly. He did not hide the contempt in his eyes at all. If it was not for the fact that he did not want to waste his trump card power on such an old thing, perhaps he would have already died under the Five Thunder Talisman.
"You are indeed extremely talented. It is the first I have seen in my life. However, your arrogance is also the first I have seen in my life. So what if your martial arts teachings attainments are high? Could it be that you can make up for the huge difference in cultivation? "
Bu Xingyi laughed coldly. From the beginning to the end, he did not think that Mo Wen could escape from his hands alive. If Mo Wen was an ancient martial art practitioner at the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir realm, coupled with his terrifying martial arts teachings attainments, perhaps he would not be afraid of him.
However, this youth's cultivation most likely could not be considered the later stage of the Golden Elixir realm. At most, he was at the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir realm. Although his inner Qi was strong, compared to the later stage of the Golden Elixir realm, there was still quite a gap. With such cultivation, no matter how good the treasures in his hands were or how profound his martial arts teachings attainments were, they would be useless against him.
Mo Wen ignored this old thing. He was indeed not a match for this old thing. If the battle continued normally, he would certainly die at the hands of this old thing. However, he was not foolish enough to continue wasting time with this old thing. Right now, he had already thought of a way to escape.
He stretched out his hand and a beam of purple light appeared in his hand. It was the Purple Bottle Gourd.
Once the Purple Bottle Gourd appeared, it released a shocking purple light. The next moment, a purple pillar of light illuminated the heavens and the earth, directly projecting onto Bu Xingyi's body.
"Humph, it's just a small trick."
Bu Xingyi coldly snorted. He allowed the purple light to envelop his body. He said sinisterly, "Another important treasure. Brat, your body is practically a treasure trove. It seems that I have hit the jackpot."
The treasures on Mo Wen's body shocked even him. There were simply too many of them. Moreover, they were all extraordinary treasures.
Bu Xingyi's figure trembled slightly, attempting to shake off the purple pillar of light that had locked him down. However, he had not expected that even with his ability, he would not be able to break free. The purple pillar of light was extraordinarily mysterious.
"What kind of treasure is that?"
A look of surprise flashed in Bu Xingyi's eyes once again. It seemed that the purple bottle gourd was not as simple as he had imagined. From the spiritual power fluctuations, it seemed to be just a top grade spiritual weapon. However, right now, he felt as though he was facing a profound level weapon.
How could Mo Wen bother with Bu Xingyi? Right now, his body was like a thousand catties as he fell furiously towards the magma sea below.
"Ridiculous."
When Bu Xingyi saw that Mo Wen wanted to escape into the magma sea, the corner of his mouth immediately revealed a mocking smile. This little b * stard was simply too whimsical. Once he was in the magma, it would be even easier for Bu Xingyi to kill him.
"This bottle gourd of yours is very mysterious. Since you have abandoned it, then I will not hold back."
Bu Xingyi's gaze looked at the Purple Bottle Gourd. He did not care that Mo Wen had used a treasure to restrain him. He was not even worried at all. Mo Wen wanted to escape from his grasp with such a small trick. It was practically a joke.
Bu Xingyi's entire body released a shocking power. His Martial Arts Grandmaster cultivation was undoubtedly on display. This time, he directly shattered the purple pillar of light. Then, with one hand, he grabbed at the Purple Bottle Gourd.
Right now, Mo Wen had already dived into the magma sea with a plop. The heat in the magma sea was far higher than outside. However, with Mo Wen's cultivation and the power of the Dark Soul Pearl, it was not a big problem.
Once he entered the magma sea, he frantically dived into the depths. With a sudden plunge, his body was like a sharp arrow. With a flash, he was a few hundred meters deep.
In mid-air, Bu Xingyi had originally thought that he could easily take away an ownerless spiritual weapon. He did not think too much of it at all.
However, something unexpected happened. The Purple Bottle Gourd actually seemed to have a spirit of its own. It directly smashed through his protective Qi barrier. With a flash of purple light, it dived into the magma sea, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Everything happened too quickly. Even Bu Xingyi did not have time to react. He was stunned on the spot. Why did the spiritual weapon run away on its own? What was going on? (To be continued.)
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