Clenching his fist, Chen Qitao's palm was empty. The faint purple and crimson flames behind him merged into his fist.
This punch was connected to the Nine Rotations of Five Flames, Descend of the Sun. If he wanted to unleash its full power, he would need to incorporate the faint purple, blazing white, light blue, golden, and crimson fireballs. However, in his haste, the Dragon King chose to reduce the number of fireballs so that Qian Donglou wouldn't have a chance to break free.
As the punch landed, the surroundings turned dark. All light seemed to have been sucked dry. A vast and boundless aura burst forth, making Chen Qitao look like a deity, capable of overturning the heavens with a flip of his hand.
Even from afar, Lou Cheng felt like he was the only one left in this world. He couldn't imagine what it would be like to face it head-on.
This punch seems to have strengthened the mental aspect. Different from most Physical Invulnerability moves and pure mental secret arts, it's more like God-Slaying Saber Lu Yongyuan's final move, Eternal Silence. However, it's obviously more profound, powerful, and terrifying … This thought came to Lou Cheng as he pondered.
Could it be that the taboo is to fully develop one's mental realm and control one's brain?
When that happens, reality and illusion will fly together, and both matter and mind will be balanced?
While he was floating in the air, the Martial Saint reacted. He used Chen Qitao's left fist as a support point, and with a shake of his wrist, he flew backwards, forcibly pulling his opponent forward by one step.
It was this step that made the Dragon King, who was near the contact point of the rupture of the high-voltage wire, feel an electric current flowing through his legs.
Trembling, Qian Donglou's descending fist slowed down. Taking advantage of his opponent's pull, Qian Donglou pounced like an eagle, his right hand clenched into a fist and struck his opponent's wrist diagonally, avoiding the point of contact.
During this process, his eyes lit up like lightning. The crown on his head fell apart, and his hair spread out like needles. Countless silvery-white strands swam through his hair.
It was a long story, but in reality, it was a change of pulling and pouncing. Qian Donglou didn't hastily respond with a big move of the same level. Instead, he went back to basics, using the simplest of punches and kicks to neutralize and counter, turning something rotten into something magical.
With this move alone, he lived up to his title as the Warrior Sage.
Boom!
In an instant, the airflow expanded and swept outwards violently. Lou Cheng, Lu Yan, and the rest felt their vision go dark.
When the light returned, they saw that Qian Donglou's right arm was bent at an odd angle, with bones protruding from his skin. It was a hair-raising sight. The Dragon King, on the other hand, was spasming visibly from his right wrist. The closer it was to his wrist, the more intense the spasms were.
His left fist, which had absorbed Qian Donglou's heavy purple flames, dissipated, but Qian Donglou managed to grab hold of the last bit of strength.
The "Goshawk" flew backward and then charged forward. It was as if there was an invisible rope between the Warrior Sage and the Dragon King. In the background, several drones in charge of broadcasting were affected by electromagnetic waves and heat waves. They were either directly damaged or malfunctioned and fell to the ground.
Pulling on the rope, Qian Donglou tightened his body in midair, lowered his waist and shoulders, and crashed into Chen Qitao's chest like a meteorite.
Crack!
Although the Dragon King hurriedly retracted his left arm, expanded his chest and abdomen muscles, and ignited a thin Fire Shield, he was still knocked out of his stance. His joints were bent and his chest bones were broken.
Bang! He flew backward, his back colliding with a high-voltage electric pole. He broke the pole and flew up, tearing apart several wires.
Bzzt bzzt bzzt! The high-voltage penetrated the air and drew out electric arcs, creating a scene of fireworks in midair.
With a successful move, Qian Donglou's feet finally landed on the ground. He lowered his waist, bounced up, and appeared beside Chen Qitao. He was so fast that it was like a flash of lightning, arriving at almost the same time as the sound of breaking air.
This speed was only slower than the Transient Steps.
The Fourth Style of the Thunder Sect, Swift Thunder!
If not for his injuries, the Warrior Sage could also exceed the speed of sound with his full strength.
This was why the Warrior Sage was called the Warrior Sage. He could quickly pick up, master, and come up with new ideas. He was different from his predecessors. Once he understood something, he would be able to understand it all.
Almost all the martial artists of the same generation as him had tasted despair.
Bang! Amidst the explosion, Qian Donglou's already charred and tattered white robe was torn apart. He shook his left hand, turned his fist into a palm, and pressed forward. The green lightning in his palm formed a talisman, like a seal of thunder, containing a sense of danger and terror.
The Fifth Style of the Thunder Sect, Universal Green Book.
This move was mainly used for paralysis. It could mix lightning into a thunderball and create an explosive force in the electric shock.
More frightening was that it could affect and manipulate the lightning of the natural world and the enemy to a certain extent.
Don't fight Shangqing Sect Physical Invulnerability experts in thunderstorms … Don't fight Shangqing Sect disciples unless there's a difference in realm and level … These were the two universally recognized rules in the Chinese martial arts circle and even the entire world's supernatural realm.
Back then, Veigar took advantage of the fact that he was close to Physical Invulnerability and stronger than Peng Leyun to launch a surprise attack to break the prejudices of his predecessors. In the end, not only was he heavily injured, but he also helped Peng Leyun make the great leap.
Bang! Chen Qitao's expression was resolute. He didn't admit defeat. Even though his sternum was almost completely broken, it didn't stop him from punching with his right fist, using Emperor Yan against Green Book.
At the same time, his broken left arm drooped down. With a shake of his shoulder, he used the injured area like a whip, whipping out a cluster of purple flames that burned close to the ground. It swam silently, but danger lurked within.
Bang, bang, bang! The Warrior Sage and Dragon King kept switching positions, engaging in close-range combat. At times, the purple lightning and green lightning would increase, and at other times, the flames would wreak havoc.
If Dragon King was below the Inhuman stage, he wouldn't be far from death. Even at the Inhuman stage, he would have lost most of his combat ability. However, he was still fighting hard, repeatedly using Force Concentrations. There wasn't a hint of pain on his face, as though he had lost his senses.
A few minutes later, both of them reached their maximum speed. Their figures separated again. Chen Qitao crashed through three high-voltage electric poles and landed outside the designated battlefield.
Qian Donglou's hair was messy and smoking. There were several wounds on his body. Purple flames danced in his mangled flesh, turning the surroundings pitch black.
The referee stood in the distance, raised his right hand, and shouted,
"The Warrior Sage wins!"
Chen Qitao took a deep breath. Finally, a pained expression appeared on his face.
Frowning, he extended his right hand and "realigned" his bones, connecting them one by one so that the terrifying recovery ability of a Physical Invulnerability expert could take effect.
Turning around, he straightened his back in his tattered navy blue martial arts suit and walked towards the away team seats. Lou Cheng, on the other hand, had already stood up when the referee announced the result.
"Your opponent is him," said Chen Qitao in a deep voice, flames dancing in his eyes.
Eh? Lou Cheng realized that he had subconsciously moved to the side in an attempt to "welcome" Dragon King. He didn't enter the "arena" and directly started the second round.
At this very moment, Qian Donglou was realigning his bones with great familiarity.
Although this wouldn't allow him to recover immediately, it would at least lessen the pain and not affect the rest of the match.
Yeah, I have to hurry. I can't give the Warrior Sage more time to heal … Lou Cheng retracted his gaze and raised his right hand, as though he was going to high-five Dragon King before rushing to the battlefield.
But do Physical Invulnerability experts need high-fives and cheers? Isn't this too childish and naive? This didn't seem to happen in the past …
While Lou Cheng was hesitating, Chen Qitao walked past him slowly and suddenly said,
"Beat him!"
His tone was deep and dignified.
"Okay!" Lou Cheng blurted out. He turned and walked to the center of the "arena", carefully avoiding the fallen high-voltage electric poles.
Qian Donglou's right arm hung limply, but his body wasn't floating in the air. He stood there, looking devastated, but leisurely, smiling as he waited for his opponent to approach.
Lou Cheng's heartbeat quickened. This was a one-in-a-thousand-years martial arts genius. Other than the Taboo Mighty One, he was the man closest to that domain, a terrifying Mighty One who had traumatized many Physical Invulnerability experts.
The scariest thing was that he was only thirty-three years old. He was at the peak of his mental, physical, and experience.
This peak could last for at least another ten or even fifteen years. The shadow of the Warrior Sage would cast a shadow over several generations of Mighty Ones. Of course, he might break through in a few years and stop playing with "kids."
Even if he was severely injured, no one dared to look him in the eye.
Can I beat him? Can I really beat him?
For a moment, Lou Cheng was nervous. His heart was pounding, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
If the Dragon King was his idol, then the Warrior Sage was the ultimate opponent in his childhood fantasies.
Am I finally going to face him?
Unlike the relaxed feeling he had when he drew the same piece in the Master Battle, or at least pretended to be relaxed, Lou Cheng's palms were hot, and his forehead was sweating.
If he lost that time, so be it. But this time, if he lost, Longhu might lose the title of World Number One this year.
At this thought, Lou Cheng stood in his position and visualized the Ice Heart. He calmed his emotions and allowed himself to look down from above.
Qian Donglou glanced at him. Before the referee raised his hand, he smiled and said,
"It's a pity that I have to fight you under such circumstances. But I've created a left-handed saber technique. It's suitable for this situation."
Left-handed saber technique? Do you have to be so free? If you weren't so free, you would have long been banned! Lou Cheng didn't restrain his urge to complain.
After this, he felt a little more relaxed. He was no longer facing an invincible scourge.
At this moment, Peng Leyun sat up straight. Yan Xiaoling and the rest, who were watching the match, clenched their fists.
At this moment, Yan Zheke, who had already woken up, Lin Que, who was recuperating at home, and Cai Zongming, who was commenting, all focused on the screen.
At this moment, the referee raised his right hand and shouted,
"Round two, begin!"
Lou Cheng's first match against the Warrior Sage, Qian Donglou, began!
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