"Hey!"
Xie Nuanyi roared. Although he hadn't arrived at the battlefield between He Yiming and the two long-armed raccoons, he still shouted loudly.
He wanted to let He Yiming know that he didn't abandon him and run away. He wanted him to have the confidence to continue fighting. He also wanted to let the two long-armed raccoons know that there was still a master here. He wanted them to stop trying to bully him with their numbers.
However, when he came out from behind a big tree with a monstrous aura, he was suddenly startled. The few thoughts that flashed through his mind were completely useless.
Looking at the scene in front of him, he was almost stunned for a moment.
In this forest, it had become extremely messy. The surrounding trees and bushes had been swept away, and a huge open space had appeared.
On this piece of empty land, three figures were rolling around at high speed.
Yes, they gave Xie Nuanyi the feeling that they were three huge rocks chasing each other.
The largest rock emitted an intense white light. Wherever the white light shrouded, the sound of wind and thunder could be faintly heard.
Originally, in the dense forest, it was unlikely that the sunlight would be so dazzling. However, at this moment, the surrounding trees had been cleared away. Under the vertical illumination of the sunlight, the glaive was of course dazzling.
The two smaller shadows weren't rocks. They were long-armed raccoons that He Yiming had chased away with his glaive. They wanted to pounce upwards, but the glaive seemed to have seen through their paths. It pressed them firmly to the ground, leaving no space for them to escape. The two spirit beasts were forced to roll around on the ground in humiliation. They couldn't get a chance to display their strengths.
It was because of this that Xie Nuanyi had the illusion that the three big rocks were rolling on the ground.
Although he wasn't as strong as He Yiming, at this moment, he suddenly understood that the two long-armed raccoons weren't the ones who had the upper hand. It was the young man that he had just met.
At this moment, the shock in his heart was really difficult to describe with words.
After seeing this scene, if he still couldn't guess that He Yiming was a master at the peak of the tenth stage of the Acquired Stage, then he wouldn't be able to live in this world.
However, a master at the tenth stage of the Acquired Stage under the age of 18 …
He pursed his lips and smiled bitterly in his heart. This kind of expert, from which rock did he come out from?
His eyes were fixed on the battle. After a while, Xie Nuanyi's expression changed again.
He Yiming was indeed a master at the tenth stage of the Acquired Stage, but ordinary masters at the tenth stage couldn't suppress two long-armed raccoons at the same time. Even if they encountered one, they would have to take a detour.
And He Yiming was actually able to rely on a glaive to reach such a level, firmly trapping the two long-armed raccoons in the glaive.
Slowly, Xie Nuanyi felt an inexplicable pressure from He Yiming's knife. He suddenly understood that this was the essence of the power of the Metal System.
He Yiming's glaive was no longer an exquisite sword technique, but the essence of a power. Only by mastering the essence of a certain power could a battle technique be used to such an extent.
Although he didn't recognize He Yiming's improved version of the Rolling Stone Sword Technique, he could feel the profound fist intent in this set of sword techniques.
Xie Nuanyi's face was slightly pale. Where did this guy learn to be able to master a battle technique to such a level? Maybe this set of sword techniques was created by him …
Just as he was deeply shocked, two loud roars woke him up.
Xie Nuanyi trembled. He didn't know if he was frightened by the roars of the long-armed raccoons or He Yiming's powerful sword techniques. He sighed deeply. The soft sword in his hand jumped like a viper. He was about to join the battle and help He Yiming.
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He Yiming had already noticed Xie Nuanyi in the midst of the battle before he arrived.
However, he couldn't guess the man's true intentions. He thought that he was worried about his safety, so he came after him with his sword. He naturally had a good impression of him.
These two long-armed raccoons were indeed spirit beasts and had great power.
However, after fighting for a long time, He Yiming knew that they were still a lot weaker than the Golden-crowned Python. At least in terms of strength, even if the two long-armed raccoons were added together, they might not be able to compete with the Golden-crowned Python's enormous strength.
The golden-crowned python was able to force back He Wude, who wielded a glaive and was born with extraordinary strength. Furthermore, it was able to do so under the condition of taking a large amount of anesthetics. How powerful was that? Even He Yiming was in awe of it.
However, these two long-armed raccoons were obviously inferior. Their strongest point was that their bodies were made of steel and invulnerable to swords and spears, and their movements were flexible and varied. They were just a little better than the Golden-crowned Python.
Even when He Yiming's glaive slashed at their bodies, it only left a white mark on that area.
However, since he couldn't suppress He Yiming in terms of strength, he naturally exerted the glaive's power to the extreme. The heavy weapon, which weighed more than three hundred and sixty kilograms, was like nothing in his hands. It formed a huge net of light and encircled them in it.
Only a heavy weapon like the glaive in his hands could do this. If the power of the weapon was just a little weaker, the two long-armed raccoons would have taken a few hits and fled, and He Yiming wouldn't have been able to stop them.
Of course, if He Yiming hadn't suddenly comprehended the fist intent of the Rolling Stone Fist and integrated it into the glaive technique, he wouldn't have been able to achieve such a terrifying step.
However, what made He Yiming gloomy was that although the two sides were fighting fiercely, there weren't many substantial injuries. Under his suppression, the two long-armed raccoons naturally couldn't hurt him, but his glaive could only trap them. If he wanted to hurt them, it was obviously impossible to rely on Acquired Stage combat skills.
All of a sudden, He Yiming felt a strong aura. The soft sword in Xie Nuanyi's hand swayed slightly, as if she was going to join the battle at any time.
He was slightly shocked. In this kind of situation, the more people that joined the battle, the better. If there was a problem with the cooperation between the two of them, he was afraid that the two long-armed raccoons would be able to escape.
"Mister Xie, leave these two spirit beasts to me." He Yiming's hearty voice was heard from the battle. "I'll have to trouble you to hold the line and prevent them from escaping."
Xie Nuanyi shook her soft sword and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll hold the line for you, Little Brother He. But be careful, Little Brother He — these two spirit beasts have extremely long stamina. If you plan to wear them out, I'm afraid you won't be able to do as you wish. "
He Yiming responded loudly, "I see. Thank you for your guidance." He came to a sudden realization. 'It's no wonder that the two long-armed raccoons only howled a few times despite being slashed so many times throughout the battle. They're still full of energy and don't seem to be injured at all.' On top of that, their movements were so smooth from the beginning to the end as if they could persist forever. Everything was innately like this. Their endurance was probably much deeper than that of humans.
Since that was the case, Ou Yangming might as well end it right away.
A new change suddenly occurred in the battle. The seemingly endless glaive technique that looked like flowing water stopped abruptly. The white lights in the sky converged into a bright light at this moment, which hung high above He Yiming's head.
The two spirit beasts had been suppressed for such a long time, so they were naturally thrilled when the pressure was gone. Moreover, after suppressing themselves for a long time, their anger had completely exploded. Once they were free from the pressure, they naturally roared and wanted to tear the person that pressured them into pieces.
However, just as they straightened their bodies, they suddenly felt an extremely powerful sense of danger.
Spirit beasts were born to communicate with a mysterious power between Heaven and Earth.
Similar to how Innate Stage powerhouses among humans could sense Heaven and Earth's Qi, they were different from humans. They did not know how to cultivate, so they could only rely on a long time to slowly increase their strengths.
Nonetheless, every spirit beast had a rather sharp spiritual sense, which could help them seek fortune and avoid calamity. In particular, they could clearly sense when a fatal disaster was about to arrive.
In the past, the Golden-crowned Python hesitated before it swallowed the wild wolf, which was definitely not a normal reaction of a ferocious beast. If it was not for the fact that the wild wolf was not poisonous and that it was greedy for food, it would not have swallowed the dead creatures.
Therefore, when the spirit beasts sensed He Yiming's aura at this moment, their initial ferocity was instantly gone, and they only had one thought in their minds — to turn around and flee.
However, just as they were about to put this thought into action, they suddenly felt a chill lingering on their bodies. It was as if they had suddenly fallen into an ice cellar and could no longer move.
It was a killing intent — a sharp and miserable killing intent that covered Heaven and Earth, shrouding the spirit beasts' senses.
He Yiming held the large glaive with both hands and raised it high above his head.
At this moment, his body was as tall as a devil god, and his momentum was as grand as a raging wave.
Under the slanted sunlight, his figure, which was holding the glaive high, seemed to have reached into an endless dense forest. The glaive seemed to be able to extend endlessly, such that it could split Heaven and Earth apart and split the forest into two.
The head of the glaive, which was one meter long, was dazzling under the sunlight, like a big light bulb, emitting a light that made people unable to look at it directly.
It was the twelfth form of the 36 Splitting Mountain Forms.
This form was the strongest form recorded in the Xiantian secret book.
From the thirteenth form onwards, it could not be displayed by a Houtian master. If one wanted to learn and practice the thirteenth form, only a master of the Xiantian realm could do it.
The twelfth form was the most powerful form that a human being could display in the Houtian realm. The strength of this form was already infinitely close to that of a Xiantian master.
Of course, compared with He Yiming's all-out attack to kill the Golden-crowned Python, it was naturally inferior. However, the aftereffects of using this form were also much less severe.
When He Yiming raised the glaive in his hand high and emitted such a terrifying aura, not only did the two long-armed raccoons not dare to move, but even Xie Nuanyi, who was not far from He Yiming, was trembling with excitement.
With his eyesight, he could naturally see the great power contained in He Yiming's form.
Only a Xiantian combat skill, and the best Xiantian combat skill that could be learned in the Houtian realm, could display such great power.
At this moment, he finally understood why He Yiming was able to surround the two spirit beasts by himself. It turned out that not only was he an internal strength master at the peak of the tenth level, but he was also a Houtian master who had mastered a Xiantian combat skill and was infinitely close to the Xiantian realm.
Compared to reaching the tenth level of internal strength, it was more difficult to master a Xiantian combat skill in the Houtian realm.
In the Xie family, there were three experts at the tenth level of internal strength, but the only one who could master a Xiantian combat skill in the Houtian realm was his elder brother, the current head of the Xie family, Xie Nuanhang.
This was the biggest reason why his elder brother was able to inherit the position of head of the family.
If one didn't have a Xiantian combat skill, it would take two tenth level internal strength masters to fight one spirit beast. If one knew a Xiantian combat skill, even the weakest one, a tenth level internal strength master would be able to deal with a long-armed raccoon.
Of course, a tenth level internal strength master like He Yiming, who was able to trap the two long-armed raccoon with a normal combat skill, was extremely rare and could be counted on one's fingers.
Geniuses like him who had mastered the essence of a certain type of combat skill would become extremely famous in the future. They could be said to be people who were rarely seen in a hundred years. How could ordinary people compare to them?
The corners of Xie Nuanyi's eyes twitched slightly. A tenth level internal strength master who wasn't even eighteen years old, who had mastered the essence of a metal-type combat skill, and a Xiantian combat skill was a genius.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he definitely wouldn't have believed such a genius.
He Yiming's eyes widened. He suddenly let out a loud roar, and the glaive in his hand slashed out like it was flying.
Although the glaive was raised from above, the two long-armed raccoon in front of He Yiming felt the air around them solidify like a huge rope, firmly binding them.
The moment the glaive swung down, they couldn't escape no matter which direction they wanted to go. In the end, they would only increase the glaive's momentum until they were cut in half.
The two long-armed raccoons also let out a loud roar at the same time. Their roars reverberated far away, filled with a deep sense of despair.
Then, they raised their four arms high. Even if they were under the weight of Mount Tai, they would never give up in the final fight.
The huge long saber turned into a white rainbow and suddenly chopped down on the shield formed by the four arms.
In an instant, the meteor-like rainbow of light stopped.
However, in that instant, the glaive swung down again.
In the next moment, the rainbow burst out violently. Xie Nuanyi couldn't help but close his eyes. He seemed to have sensed the white light that seemed to be everywhere.
This was no longer the limit of an acquired master. It was one of the characteristics of resonance with heaven and earth that could only be achieved by a Xiantian master.
Although the glaive was an acquired level sword technique, it was infinitely close to a Xiantian level sword technique. Because of this, it caused a trace of the Qi of heaven and earth to resonate, forming a strange and mysterious scene.
When the illusory scene disappeared, Xie Nuanyi opened his eyes.
He saw the scene in front of him clearly. It was a scene he would never forget for the rest of his life.
The four arms that were harder than steel had been cut off by the glaive. Not only that, but the glaive's glaive continued, cutting the two gibbons into the ground just like that. Only a small part of their bodies were exposed.
The two gibbons' heads drooped down weakly. Xie Nuanyi could tell at a glance that the two gibbons' internal organs had suffered too strong of an impact, causing them to die silently in an instant.
The power of this slash had already exceeded the limits of what they could withstand. They did not even have the chance to let out their final screams.
The blade that filled the sky had already disappeared without a trace. A few meters in front of the two gibbons, He Yiming was holding a large glaive. His gaze was locked onto the tip of the glaive, as if he was thinking about something. Even the two gibbons that had already died at his feet did not seem to be paying any attention to them.
Xie Nuanyi only felt his mouth and tongue dry. His feet felt like they were filled with lead, and he couldn't move at all.
In front of his eyes, everything was still snowy white. The glaive's power was indescribable. It made his blood feel like it was frozen and unable to flow. His body was so stiff that he almost felt like he was dead.
Although the glaive wasn't aimed at him, and he was only affected by the glaive's power, it was enough to make this Level Ten Internal Strength expert lose the slightest bit of resistance.
This was the power of the Xiantian Realm. The power that was triggered by the Xiantian Qi was definitely not something that any Houtian Realm expert could resist.
Of course, he also vaguely knew that He Yiming hadn't really broken through to the Xiantian Realm.
It was because he had mastered the Xiantian Combat Skill that was closest to the Xiantian Realm that he could trigger such a miraculous change in an extremely coincidental situation.
If he really was a Xiantian Realm expert, he wouldn't have been able to deal with two gibbons that were less than 500 years old for so long.
But even so, he was already wholeheartedly convinced by He Yiming.
At that moment, in his heart, he didn't have any other thoughts other than wanting to be related to He Yiming.
Unrealistic thoughts such as "If you don't want to be used by me, then you have to be destroyed by me" had already quietly flown away as if they had grown wings.
In the face of absolute power, all schemes and tricks were illusions.
Looking at the young man in front of him, who was deep in thought, Xie Nuanyi didn't move at all. He didn't dare to move at all because he didn't want to disturb He Yiming's thoughts.
However, in his eyes, the young man's image gradually became taller and taller, to the point that he admired him.
Suddenly, the sound of running came from behind him. He turned his head and saw his son, Hsieh Ming-chin, who had already left, and a few servants striding out.
He cursed in his heart and glanced back from the corner of his eyes. He just happened to see He Yiming raise his head, his eyes flashing with displeasure and a dangerous light.
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