(Building more buildings, squeezing the rich Liu Li dry)
The stars hung over the vast plains!
The world was silent and boundless!
In the hazy night, the two figures stood a hundred meters apart. The night breeze blew gently, and when it blew past Chen Zong, it was minced by the formless sword Qis. His robes did not move, but when it blew past Fang Xingchen, they were crushed by the surrounding starlight. His robes fluttered even though there was no wind.
Suddenly, the two of them moved simultaneously.
They turned into two streams of flowing light, extremely fast, and instantly flashed past the green grass in the plains.
Everyone felt their vision blur for a moment, and then there was an astonishing sonic boom that was like the rolling of waves.
Countless sword light flashed above the plains, and under the starry sky, countless starlight intertwined and danced. It was extremely beautiful.
It was unknown when Fang Xingchen had put on a pair of gloves that were covered in starlight. The gloves seemed to have become one with his palms. Not only did it not affect the agility of his hands, but it also provided a high level of protection for his hands. He was able to collide time and time again with Chen Zong's twin swords without suffering any damage.
Each attack not only blocked Chen Zong's twin swords, it also contained a rebounding force that passed through the swords and struck Chen Zong's arms time and time again. However, it was deflected by Chen Zong time and time again.
The two of them attacked at an extremely fast speed, and their techniques were superb. Their control over their own powers had also reached an astonishing level, allowing them to unleash the greatest effect with the least depletion.
In just a few breaths' time, the two of them had exchanged more than a thousand blows. Their precise control over their powers allowed each of their attacks and collisions to not create much of a commotion, nor were there any strong aftershocks. It was as if they had not used much of their powers. However, it made everyone shudder with fear. It was as if with each of their collisions, there were ripples in void space, as if the undercurrents in the deep sea were surging.
This was a probing attack to test the other party's skills and abilities. After all, both of them were not very familiar with each other's battle style. However, if they were unable to withstand the attacks, it would be a fatal attack.
However, in the midst of the intense battle, Fang Xingchen clenched his left hand, and the starlight that filled the sky suddenly contracted, shooting toward Chen Zong from all directions. The insides of each stream of starlight were collapsing, and from this, they were able to unleash an astonishing power.
In an instant, countless fine and sharp sword lights flashed. They were exactly the same as the starlight, and they all struck the starlight, causing the starlight to dissipate like smoke.
Regardless of whether it was Fang Xingchen's clenched fist, or Chen Zong's exceedingly precise attacks and dispersal, both of them made one's hair stand on end. Fang Xingchen's superb skills and precise control over his power had already surpassed many people in the Mortal Realm, making them feel ashamed of their own inferiority.
What was the Extreme Human Stage?
The pursuit of the pinnacle and the precise control of one's own strength were naturally one of them.
The reason why some geniuses, upon entering the Extreme Mortal Stage, were able to become stronger and improve faster than others was because they were able to dig deeper into themselves.
The fight lasted for a quarter of an hour, and no one could do anything to the other. The collision was too strong, and it caused traces of energy to leak out, turning the surrounding grass into powder.
The terrifying impact caused both Chen Zong and Fang Xingchen to be sent flying backwards.
Fang Xingchen raised his hand and tapped lightly with his index finger. The starlight on his glove shone, and strands of light that were like strands of hair gathered at the tip of his index finger. With a slight tremble of his fingertip, a strand of starlight tore through the air and shot towards Chen Zong.
It was too fast, and only a trace was left in everyone's eyes. That strand of starlight had already reached Chen Zong.
At the same time, Chen Zong pierced out with his sword.
Under the True Speed Sword, the sword's speed was unbelievably fast. It was impossible to see the sword's blade, and only a glaring sword light could be seen flashing past.
The starlight was pierced through, and that sword pierced through tens of meters of space, piercing towards Fang Xingchen like a hot knife through butter.
Fang Xingchen only felt that the world before his eyes had disappeared, as if he had been swallowed up by darkness. There was only a glaring light that tore through the darkness, and it was astonishingly sharp.
Fang Xingchen tapped out with his finger once again. This time, it seemed to be slower, but the starlight was even more intense. It spun like a spiral, as if a drill bit was drilling into the void.
The sword light dissipated, and so did the starlight. Fang Xingchen grabbed out with his hand, and a huge phantom image of a huge hand appeared out of nowhere, grabbing down from above.
Regardless of whether it was the starlight that had shot out from his finger earlier or the huge hand that was grabbing down from the void, both of them carried intense waves of the Minor True Meaning. Chen Zong had never encountered such a Minor True Meaning before, and it seemed to be related to the starlight of the stars.
That's right. What Fang Xingchen mainly cultivated was the Minor True Meaning of Starlight. There were a total of five types, and Fang Xingchen had long mastered all of them.
Each of his attacks had the prowess of a low-grade Pseudo Lingwu, and it did not deplete much of his energy. As long as he controlled the rhythm well, he would be able to perform them continuously.
To Chen Zong, it was not difficult for him to release the prowess of a low-grade Pseudo Lingwu with each of his attacks. After all, at this level, some of his killing moves would become normal battle moves.
This was very normal.
To put it simply, to a martial artist in the later stages of the True Martial Realm, the prowess of a peerless martial art would be very strong, but the depletion would be equally shocking. However, to a Pseudo Lingwu martial artist, the prowess of a peerless martial art would be even stronger, but the depletion would be even lower. After all, the level of the martial art would not change, and the martial artist's cultivation realm would increase by leaps and bounds.
Using a higher realm and cultivation to perform a lower level martial art, the depletion would naturally be much lower.
To a seven-star Pseudo Lingwu, a low-grade Pseudo Lingwu could be considered a killing move. To an eight-star Pseudo Lingwu, it would similarly deplete quite a bit of energy. Only when one reached the nine-star level would the depletion be reduced.
For martial artists like Fang Xingchen and Chen Zong, who were at the third level, the depletion of energy from using a low-grade Pseudo Lingwu was not much different from using an ordinary technique. It was enough to become a normal battle move, and they had completely achieved the level of Pseudo Lingwu in every move.
The prowess of an ordinary move naturally could not be compared to a low-grade Pseudo Lingwu. The difference was obvious.
Fang Xingchen's talent was outstanding. Regardless of cultivation talent or comprehension, he was extremely superior, surpassing many geniuses. He was fully deserving of the title of God's Favored Son. In addition to the focused nurturing by the Sect, he had an excellent inheritance and cultivation environment. Not only had he grasped five Minor True Meanings of the True Meaning of Starlight, he had also grasped four Minor True Meanings of the True Meaning of Fire and four Minor True Meanings of the True Meaning of Wind.
Moreover, in order to excavate the potential of various Minor True Meanings, Fang Xingchen had cultivated the corresponding Pseudo Lingwu or created his own Pseudo Lingwu. The number of Pseudo Lingwu he had grasped was as many as twenty over, and his methods were astonishing.
In comparison, Chen Zong was not inferior at all.
Because until now, the Minor True Meanings that Chen Zong had grasped included the complete Minor True Meanings of Sword and Water and Fire. In terms of quantity, he was on par with Fang Xingchen. In terms of level, the True Meaning of Sword was of the same level as the True Meaning of Starlight.
Chen Zong had also entered the Martial Arts Stage many times to comprehend martial arts. Using various Minor True Meanings as the foundation, he had created one Pseudo Lingwu after another. Regardless of whether it was low-grade, middle-grade, high-grade, or even top-grade, the methods that he had grasped were not inferior to Fang Xingchen's.
At this moment, the two of them gradually brought out their true strength. They consecutively attacked, displaying completely different moves. While the crowd was dazzled, they were also shocked.
"This Chen Zong is actually able to go against Senior Brother Fang Xingchen?" A group of Zhen Yuan Mountain disciples was astonished.
In their hearts, other than those esoteric disciples, Fang Xingchen was the strongest.
Many people even thought that once Fang Xingchen stepped into the Transcendence Realm and became an esoteric disciple, he would surpass the other esoteric disciples in a short period of time.
After all, most of those esoteric disciples were only at the second or first level back then. There were very few who could reach the third level.
They all thought that this battle would be a one-sided battle. Even if the victor could not be determined in a short period of time, they would at least be able to see Senior Brother Fang Xingchen suppressing Chen Zong and gaining the upper hand.
However, the truth was not so. Instead, the two of them were evenly matched and the battle was extremely intense.
Starburst!
Flying Star!
Starburst!
Hissing Wind!
Black Flame!
Starlight shot out, wind howled, and flames were like dragons.
Incinerating Sun!
Flowing Water!
Dripping Water!
Aurora!
Starburst!
Although they had the same moves, they were executed in different ways.
"Blue Feather, this disciple of yours …" The others did not know what to say.
"This kid has hidden his strength too well," Blue Feather Mountain's Mountain Lord scolded jokingly, but everyone could see the pride in his heart.
Who wouldn't be satisfied with such a disciple?
At this moment, the Sect Leader's smile disappeared and was replaced by a hint of seriousness. He knew Fang Xingchen's strength very well and knew that Fang Xingchen had brought out his true strength. Although he had not gone all out, he could tell that Chen Zong had not unleashed his full strength either.
As such, it was difficult to predict the outcome of the battle.
Mountain Lord Mingguang's expression became increasingly gloomy. In short, the more outstanding Chen Zong's performance was, the more furious and hateful he was.
One must know that Chen Zong was the first to enter Mt. Mingguang as a probationary disciple. With such talent, he could rise up in a short period of time. At this moment, Mt. Mingguang might be the one in the limelight instead of Blue Feather Mountain.
However, all this was because of a core disciple who caused trouble and expelled Chen Zong, causing a series of unforeseen events.
While he was furious, Mountain Lord Mingguang also hated Zhou Shaoqi, the core disciple of Mt. Mingguang. Even those core disciples who were directly or indirectly involved in the incident were remembered by Mountain Lord Mingguang. He was going to deal with them after the Sect Tournament ended.
It was obvious that they would not have a good ending.
Chen Zong and Fang Xingchen were unaware of the shock and discussions of the others. At this moment, they were both astonished by each other's abilities. Immediately after, a wave of agitation and exhilaration rose from their hearts. Their fighting spirit soared, and the power of their attacks became even more astonishing.
The two of them exchanged such an intense blow that Lin Bai, who was at the peak of the second extreme, could not retaliate. However, they did not cause much damage to the surroundings. The control they had over their powers was even more astonishing.
After another collision, both parties retreated once again.
"Chen Shidi, you're very strong," Fang Xingchen said. His expression was no longer indifferent. Instead, there was a hint of a smile on his face. There was even a hint of fanaticism in his deep eyes.
It was lonely at the top!
After his strength reached the third extreme, he had once again raised it to his current level. He had thought that no one in the entire Sect's core disciples would be a match for him. Even in the previous battle with Lin Bai, he had only used a little of his strength and felt a little dispirited.
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