One move after another. When the two of them exchanged blows, it was only one move after another.
When the old man threw a punch, He Yiming blocked it with his forearm. However, between the attack and defense, they could already feel the terror of the Evil Yin Armor.
The old man's eyes were bright and full of spirit. He slowly asked, "Your Excellency, did you obtain the Evil Yin Qi from the Crying Ghost Ridge?"
He Yiming was slightly startled. He immediately understood that the old man must have entered the Crying Ghost Ridge before. Therefore, when he sensed the Evil Yin Qi inside, he immediately understood the origin.
"Your Excellency, you have good eyesight. This is the Evil Yin Qi that I obtained from the Crying Ghost Ridge."
The old man's expression became more solemn as he continued, "As far as I know, the Evil Yin Qi in the Crying Ghost Ridge is the coldest and most yin aura in the world. Any human who comes into contact with it for a month will be affected by the Evil Yin Qi and become a lunatic." He paused and looked at He Yiming carefully. There was even a hint of vigilance on his face as he asked, "From what I see, Your Excellency, you seem to have absorbed the Evil Yin Qi into your body. However, Your Excellency doesn't look like a lunatic at all. May I know the reason behind this?"
He Yiming answered without hesitation, "It's because of my special physique, so I'm not afraid of the Evil Yin Qi."
Since the old man had unreservedly imparted the cultivation method of the tangible armor to him, it would be embarrassing for him to deceive others about this matter.
Furthermore, He Yiming only said that his physique was special because he was not afraid of the Evil Yin Qi. He did not mention anything else, so even if the old man was surprised, he would not suspect anything else.
As expected, the old man nodded and a look of realization appeared on his face.
The Crying Ghost Ridge's Evil Yin Qi was famous in the world. If there was a way to break it, someone would have researched it for tens of thousands of years. Since there was no way to break it, and He Yiming could use it freely, the only explanation was his special physique.
The world was vast and full of strange things. Although it was rare to have such a magical physique, it was not unprecedented.
Nevertheless, this was a person's life. Others could only be envious and could not force it.
The old man nodded slightly and said, "Be careful."
With that, he exhaled once more. The three flowers exploded once more, covering his body with a new layer of armor.
After experiencing the power of the Baleful Yin Energy, the old man immediately became more alert. He even put on a new set of armor that was already broken.
A large amount of True Qi circled around his body. The old man quickly took a step back and then punched through the air.
A rumbling sound suddenly exploded in the air, and a huge force rushed towards He Yiming's chest as if it was a substance.
Although the faintly discernible Baleful Yin Qi was powerful, it was after all just a body of nothingness. Without coming into contact with something concrete, it was simply unable to display its true effect. It was especially so when it was struck by a powerful True Qi, which caused it to immediately scatter to the sides.
He Yiming secretly sighed in his heart, this old man's experience was incomparably rich, moreover, because he had been to the Crying Ghost Ridge, he knew the method to deal with the Baleful Yin Qi, and that was to use True Qi to force it away, so he didn't have to worry about touching his body.
He Yiming chuckled and placed his palm in front of his chest. After testing the armor's power, He Yiming's competitive spirit was also aroused. He wanted to see how powerful the mighty Venerable One was.
Of course, after seeing that his opponent was bare-handed, He Yiming did not use the Five-element Ring.
If he really used a replica divine tool to defeat a bare-handed Venerable One, it would not be of much help to him.
A loud sound of metal and stone hitting each other exploded in front of He Yiming's chest. Although their fist forces were only released through the air and did not really hit each other, the comparison of pure fist forces caused their bodies to tremble slightly.
In particular, He Yiming could not help but retreat.
The tip of his feet slightly touched the ground, and he instantly retreated to the side of the mountain wall. At this point, he realized that the old man had actually restrained most of his True Qi in his first punch. Otherwise, under that punch, his armor would not have been as simple as his forearm being broken.
He Yiming even had a strange feeling in his heart. The power that the old man exerted with just his fists had even surpassed that of Gabriel and the others who used weapons.
After the old man succeeded in his attack, he immediately jumped up as if he was flying and circled He Yiming. His fists intersected with each other, causing loud and continuous sonic booms in the air.
He Yiming curbed his thought when he sensed the forceful impacts from all directions. His feet were firmly stuck to the ground like a pair of large suction cups. Following that, he straightened his palms like sabers and performed the Thirty-six Mountain-splitting Forms with each punch.
Sure enough, the metal-mastery combat skill, which could allow one to challenge someone of a higher rank, was incredibly mighty. Once it was performed, the airflow around it was instantly affected and became as sharp as sabers and axes.
The old man's fists and feet were mighty, but each time they hit the sabers and axes, deafening explosions were heard.
Nevertheless, after fighting for a brief moment, He Yiming suddenly realized that he was running out of energy.
Each time their essential Qis collided, his essential Qi would be greatly consumed. Although the universe's Qi from the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head gushed in as well, it seemed like he could not sustain the huge consumption for a long time.
He Yiming complained incessantly. 'What's going on with this old man? We're already at this stage, but he's still unwilling to use his weapon.' Moreover, the old man's fists and feet were so powerful that Ou Yangming was almost out of breath.
In the blink of an eye, the old man punched through the air again. The whistling fist wind made He Yiming uneasy.
All of a sudden, He Yiming's eyes lit up as he seemed to have seen a strange scene.
At the bottom of the sea, the peculiar fish swayed its body in the water and swam in a peculiar way. At this moment, under the old man's fierce fist wind and palm shadows, would the place not become another bottom of the sea?
He Yiming took a deep breath. This time, he did not continue to fight head-on. Instead, he withdrew his palms and began to twist his body strangely.
He looked like a long ribbonfish that swayed its body like a snake.
The surrounding air was affected by the old man's fist force, and it whistled past He Yiming's body. The extremely fierce fist wind was filled with an enormous destructive power.
Nonetheless, when the power arrived at He Yiming's side, it suddenly became soft and powerless.
He Yiming's twisted body was like a mountain slope that kept reducing the power layer by layer. By the time the power streaked past He Yiming's body, it was no longer a concern.
The old man widened his eyes again. He could not believe what he was seeing.
If the Yin Qi earlier had already given him a huge impact, the magical body technique, which allowed the old man to freely swim in his fist wind, shocked him even more.
Gritting his teeth, the old man's competitive spirit surged in his heart.
He shouted again and waved his fists like the wind. He did not hold back at all as he displayed his powerful strength.
For a moment, the entire hollow was filled with flying sand and rolling stones, and the essential Qi was surging endlessly. The old man's body technique had been performed to its limit. Although it was not as exaggerated as the white horse, it was a peculiar scene when it turned and turned.
Especially when he exerted his full strength, the countless powerful True Qi blotted out the sky and squeezed towards He Yiming. Looking at him like this, he didn't have the slightest intention of exchanging pointers. It seemed that if he didn't put He Yiming to death, he would not be satisfied.
However, at this moment, there was a strange smile on He Yiming's face. It was as if he understood everything.
His feet moved in an even stranger pace. He twisted his neck and buttocks as if he was having an epileptic seizure.
At the same time, his body was boiling with a strong fighting spirit. His essential Qi, which was only slightly inferior to the old man's, was also surging endlessly. The only difference between him and the old man was that He Yiming seemed to be able to release essential Qi from all over his body. Not only was it between his fists and feet, but it could also release considerable essential Qi when he twisted his buttocks.
Ou Yangming's twisting body technique seemed to be extremely embarrassing, but it contained the universe's truth. No matter how powerful the old man's fists and feet were, they were instantly dissolved as soon as they came into contact with Ou Yangming's body.
It was as if a gust of wind could not blow down the undulating, never-ending mountain range.
He Yiming had integrated the body technique that he learned from the fish body during this period into the Cloud and Rain Soaring Art, and he displayed it to his heart's content at this moment.
At that moment, He Yiming had changed in the old man's eyes. He did not seem to be a person, but a big fish that was surging in the surging sea.
Although the old man's fists and palms were powerful, they could not hurt his opponent at all.
He Yiming's magical body technique could dissolve all of the old man's long-range attacks. Unless the old man closed in on him and compressed the space that He Yiming was surging, he might still have a chance of winning.
Nevertheless, the old man's heart palpitated and he felt helpless when he saw He Yiming's extremely strange grayish-black armor.
He was rather confident in his abilities, but he was not absolutely confident that he could resist the powerful Evil Yin Qi from the Crying Ghost Ridge.
He had stayed in the Crying Ghost Ridge for almost a month in the past, but he did not become a crazy person in the end.
However, at that time, the Baleful Yin Qi was not controlled by anyone. If the Baleful Yin Qi that surrounded He Yiming was not controlled by anyone, he would not believe it even if he was beaten to death.
Therefore, when the old man looked at He Yiming, who was surrounded by grayish-black vortexes, he felt like a mouse trying to pull a turtle, and he did not know where to start.
After fighting for a while, He Yiming became more proficient in his body technique. No matter where the enormous essential Qi came from, he treated it as a powerful undercurrent in the sea, and he easily dodged all of the undercurrents with his magical twisting technique. Even if the undercurrents continued to entangle him, he could easily get rid of them by twisting left and right.
The old man sighed deeply. He leaped up and somersaulted in mid-air, then he landed flat in a corner of the mountain.
Afterward, he said loudly, "There's no need to compete anymore." (To be continued. If you want to know what happened next, please go to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author. Support the original reading!)
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