The coldness eroded the pale gold and accumulated layer by layer, making Meng Qi feel as if he had returned to his childhood days. Every winter, he would put on bulky clothes and his movements would become sluggish, losing the sense of agility. In a battle between masters, victory or defeat was decided in an instant. Before he could get rid of the coldness and sluggishness, he saw the punch approaching him. Thus, he could only retreat.
His figure changed. Mengqi moved with the punch and retreated quickly. However, Wu Jizhen had already left the junk ship. Both of his feet were stepping on the seawater. Two transparent traces were left behind by the accumulated blue and black ice. His fist did not slow down at all and the distance between them was shortened rapidly.
While retreating, Mengqi's Interior changed into the Grand Sun. His skin was surrounded by the pale gold light. Flames appeared to melt the coldness and ease his sluggishness to resist the erosion of the Ice Snow and the Lunar Tai Yin.
Until then, Mengqi finally had the strength to pull out his blade.
However, when his right hand touched the handle of the blade, Wu Jizhen's fist slightly sank. The whole momentum of the Heaven, Earth, Man, and Blade suddenly penetrated into Mengqi's body and occupied his cardinal point. Mengqi felt that he could not pull out his blade and that he would be hit by a thunderbolt if he tried to pull out his blade.
Wu Jizhen's Interior was like a world. His punch carried the world and it was difficult for Meng Qi to resist it directly.
Mengqi opened all of his Aperture acupoints and tried to connect with the Heaven and Earth to forcefully pull out his blade. However, Wu Jizhen's fist changed accordingly and became erratic. The momentum of the Heaven and Earth changed again. Layers of coldness turned into invisible ice and isolated Mengqi from the Heaven and Earth.
Wu Jizhen kept changing his moves. However, Wu Jizhen's fist always pressured and controlled the Qi Ji in advance. Therefore, Mengqi always gave up halfway and had no choice but to retreat.
The changes were all in his mind! Mengqi took a deep breath and gave up on the idea of luck and concealment. The Primeval sat upright and his Interior was in chaos. There was no difference between the real and the fake anymore!
In the beginning, Meng Qi didn't want to expose the uniqueness of his Immortal Primogenitor Form because it was a promise of ten moves and it didn't involve life and death. He planned to deal with it purely with the Way of Blade and Sword. However, under the illumination of the bright moon, he had no more secrets. Without the Premier Domain, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to block even one move.
As soon as the chaos appeared, Wu Jizhen's fist started to move slightly and was no longer as determined as before. Meng Qi was able to sense it. He drew his long blade out of the sheath and drew a half Tai Chi pattern to attack Wu Jizhen's fist from the side.
Wu Jizhen shook his wrist and spread out his fists. He was like a person catching a snake. His fists were abnormally flexible as he tried to grab the back of Meng Qi's blade. The shadows of his claws were condensed and looked like a mirage in the falling snow.
As Mengqi lifted his long blade, the shadow of the claw appeared. However, Wu Jizhen's palm, fingers, fists, and claws kept changing. Wu Jizhen's movements were not slower than Mengqi's. Wu Jizhen was able to keep up with Wu Jizhen's movements. Wu Jizhen's movements were like a pair of dancing butterflies. Thunder snakes and snowflakes were flying in the sky, and the lightning was the same color in the ice ocean.
The sea within a radius of dozens of miles was frozen into ice. Nobody knew how deep the ice was. Thunder and lightning were shining in the sky, competing with the bright moon.
After a few strikes, the two of them still had not collided with each other. At this moment, Wu Jizhen suddenly stretched out his left hand which was hidden behind his back.
All of a sudden, Meng Qi felt that the white snow was falling. The distant seawater had "disappeared", and the clouds in the sky had "disappeared". Everything had "disappeared", leaving behind only a lonely and empty world of ice and snow. It gave people the feeling that they were "thinking of the long time between heaven and earth and crying alone".
Wu Jizhen stood proudly in this world as if he was the master of heaven and earth. His fists and claws filled up every corner of the space, making it impossible for Mengqi to dodge. Wu Jizhen's attacks were everywhere and it was difficult for him to dodge. It seemed that the only option left was to fight against Wu Jizhen head-on.
Mengqi took a deep breath and his body suddenly expanded. Using the Law Phenomenon, the electric light of Heaven Inflicted Pain was floating in his hand and converging at the tip of the blade. A pinhole that looked like a whirlpool appeared. With a crackling sound, it was as if the God of Thunder had descended to earth to punish Wu Jizhen. Wu Jizhen was standing proudly in this world as if he was the master of heaven and earth.
The whole sky was filled with a sea of green and purple thunder and lightning. The sea of thunder and lightning covered the long blade and messed up the fist and claw. The sea of thunder and lightning was separated.
The blade light was like a fish that leaped over the dragon gate. It passed through the fist and claw in the form of thunder and lightning and went straight for Wu Jizhen's face.
Wu Jizhen bent his elbows inwards. Layers of cold air were condensed into blue ice cubes that could not be cut off completely. The ice cubes delayed the long blade and forced Mengqi to change his move.
Then, he stretched his right hand back and spread his five fingers like a blooming winter plum flower. He used the back of his hand to brush against Mengqi. His gesture was elegant and it gave people a feeling of infinite beauty.
The snow and ice were dead silent and monotonous. The bright color of the winter plum flower represented the intensity of life.
The brush was filled with the horror of death and the brilliance of life. It was filled with the love for life and thoughts about death. The change was so inexplicable that it made Mengqi feel like he was defenseless. There were so many flaws in the brush of the long blade and the fist and the leg. It was like using a bowl-sized net to catch a fish that was as thick as ten fingers, leaving a big hole for the opponent.
Mengqi took another step back quickly. He swung his long blade forward and divided it into two, then into four, and finally into eight. There was no difference in the strength of the blade or the thickness of the blade. The blade formed an inescapable net and tried to dissolve the brush of the long blade.
Clang! The intensity of life could not resist the deathly silence of the snow and ice. Wu Jizhen's brush made the blade light converge in a weird way and hit the back of the blade.
A strong chill came and the purple and green lightning on the surface of the Heaven Inflicted Pain froze into ice. Mengqi's five fingers were glowing with a pale golden light and were frozen on the hilt of the blade. It was difficult to isolate the chill.
Mengqi's facial expression changed. He shook his right hand and cut off his palm at the wrist so that the chill could no longer attach to it. He held the Saber of the Shattered Jade with his left hand and moved quickly. Before Wu Jizhen could react, Meng Qi had swung his blade four times on the left, right, front, and back. It was either fast, heavy, feminine, or masculine. Meng Qi had integrated all his knowledge and understanding into the four strokes. It was like the Creation of Heaven and Earth, the lightning flashed and the thunder roared. It was ethereal and heavy.
Wu Jizhen clasped his hands together as if he was making a mudra. The icy cold light gushed out from his body and engulfed the four blade lights. It was a white haze.
Suddenly, Mengqi withdrew his long blade, which was against the common sense. Then, he aimed at the cardinal and swung his blade. Crack!
The white haze was separated and the long blade hit Wu Jizhen's body.
The ice and snow were broken and the chill rose. Wu Jizhen's body was broken like an ice sculpture.
Behind Mengqi, the white haze gathered and Wu Jizhen reappeared. He placed his right thumb on his index finger and middle finger and let out a long sigh. He was filled with sorrow and sorrow and gently pointed his finger at Mengqi.
The awkwardness and heaviness gathered together endless sorrow and persistence. Mengqi's emotions were fluctuating. He thought of the malice of the Dominator, the fact that his fate was in the hands of others, and what Gu Xiaosang said about his family and friends. He was depressed and struggling in pain. He felt that he was shackled and wanted to pull out his blade to cut off everything so that he could be free and unfettered.
Oh no! At this moment, the Giant Golden Buddha appeared. It pointed to the sky and touched the ground. Mengqi regained his consciousness. Wu Jizhen had triggered the emotions that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time.
Under the suppression of the Unique and Righteous, Mengqi was about to pull out his blade to block it. Suddenly, he saw Wu Jizhen's eyes which were filled with nostalgia, passion, and intoxication.
The only thing that was filled with sorrow was separation!
At this moment, Mengqi had an inexplicable feeling. What Wu Jizhen saw was completely different from what he knew about himself. He could not block it!
Normally, when two people fought, they would see the form, the body, the bloodline, the movement, the application of the power of heaven and earth, and the mastery of the rules. However, at this moment, Mengqi believed that what Wu Jizhen saw was not these, but something else. Just like a pot of flower, what Mengqi saw were the petals, stamens, roots, soil, pot, sunlight, and veins. He could find the cardinal from all of them. However, what Wu Jizhen saw was completely different "momentum" such as the vitality, the sense of death, the intensity, and the dependence.
If Meng Qi could not be in the same "line of sight" as him, he would not be able to understand where Wu Jizhen's attack would go, and he would not be able to defend himself.
Mengqi could not care about anything else. He activated the Seal of Yin and Yang in the Yuan Shi Form to change the Yin and Yang, as well as the circulation of life and death, in an attempt to interfere with Wu Jizhen's attack. At the same time, he quickly retreated and widened the distance between him and Wu Jizhen.
"Sigh." Wu Jizhen withdrew his hand and did not make any more moves. He stepped on the frozen ocean with a desolate look.
"There's no need to compete. It's possible for you to block ten of my moves, but …" He shook his head and looked bored, "But you don't have the heart of martial arts. It's boring."
He put his hands behind his back and walked towards the ship slowly.
"The heart of martial arts?" Mengqi did not expect such an ending, so he asked in astonishment.
How could he not have the heart of martial arts?
Wu Jizhen did not turn his head and said calmly, "You have a strong desire to become stronger, and you have the motivation to put it into practice. You are spurred by the pressure and danger. In the eyes of ordinary people, this might be the heart of martial arts. However, you don't have the passion for martial arts, and you don't have the 'pursuit' of the Tao. For you, it's just a tool or a weapon. That's all."
He looked up to the sky and murmured, "What is the Tao? What is life? "
"How to see through life and death, break the eternal silence with a momentary brilliance, and understand the magnificence of the heaven and earth …"
"All of the moves and all of the martial arts, except for the appearance, are describing and pursuing these …"
Mengqi frowned slightly. Shouldn't he think about these rationally?
"If you don't experience the affairs of the world and don't have strong feelings, you won't understand the beauty of the Tao, the beauty of life and death, and the beauty of love and hate. It's just like how a summer insect can't talk about ice …" Wu Jizhen shook his head, "You can wait at the Three-Fairies Island. Every once in a while, the Plain Lady Sect will come to me for help."
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