Chu Li perked up.
Could it be that Jing Santan and Xue Luoyu had some kind of relationship?
Xue Luoyu glanced at Jing Santan indifferently before turning her gaze elsewhere.
"Miss Xue, how have you been?" Jing Santan's voice was bitter.
Xue Luoyu said, "Master Jing, we've only met once, right?"
She could see the light in Chu Li and Sun Mingyue's eyes and felt helpless.
Jing Santan shook his head. "Miss Xue is still as elegant as ever. Congratulations."
Xue Luoyu said, "You flatter me."
Jing Santan's gaze finally fell on Chu Li. His eyes that were originally squinted slowly opened. His gaze was bright as if it was burning Chu Li. "You're Chu Li from the Lower Realm?"
Chu Li asked, "Who are you?"
"Jing Santan from the Three Yang Palace!" Jing Santan said slowly. "I've heard of you, the Lower Realm's number one master!"
Chu Li smiled.
Jing Santan looked at Deng Tianlun. "They bullied you because they had more people?"
Chu Li smiled at Deng Tianlun.
Deng Tianlun gritted his teeth and felt his face burning. However, he could not let go of such a rare opportunity to teach Chu Li a lesson. He said in a low voice, "Brother Jing, it's impossible to defend against Chu Li's attack. You must be careful!"
Jing Santan frowned and stared at Chu Li. "It's impossible to defend against. I'd like to learn a thing or two from you."
Chu Li smiled. "Are you going to stand up for Deng Tianlun?"
Jing Santan raised his head and said slowly, "As a senior, how can I allow my junior to be bullied? Chu Li, do it."
Chu Li said, "If that's the case, then I'll have to offend you!"
As he finished speaking, he struck with his palm.
A golden light descended from the sky and turned into a golden palm that appeared on Jing Santan's chest. It was almost touching his chest, not giving him a chance to dodge.
"Bam!" Jing Santan took a step back. His body was covered in a layer of white light that flickered continuously.
His face darkened. He did not expect Chu Li's palm energy to be so strange and fast. It was as if it had broken through the limitations of time and space and appeared directly in front of him. He could only use his protective barrier to block it.
Chu Li struck again.
The golden light that fell from the sky turned into a golden palm and hit Jing Santan. The white light flashed and protected him, but he was forced to take another three steps back. Wherever he passed, clear footprints appeared on the ice, as if he had been branded on the hard surface of ice.
Chu Li smiled. "As expected of Senior Brother."
As soon as he finished speaking, his palms struck out continuously.
Jing San sighed and retreated. Then, he extended his palm and collided with a golden palm.
"Bang!" Like a thunderclap, Jing Santan clenched his teeth and took another three steps back.
Chu Li shook his head and continued to attack.
Jing San sighed and disappeared from his original spot. In the next moment, he appeared behind Chu Li. Just as he was about to stretch out his hand, he trembled and staggered a step forward. He almost crashed into Chu Li.
Chu Li extended his hand and lightly hit his chest with his palm.
He tried his best to evade the attack but to no avail. Coincidentally, he had used up all of his energy and had yet to gather a new one. He could only watch helplessly as Chu Li's palm hit him.
He flew backwards and sighed inwardly as he was in the air. This was truly a marvelous palm strike, perfectly grasping the boundary between the old and new forces, making him look like a fool.
He did not expect Chu Li's palm technique to be able to break through the void and catch up to him. Chu Li was like a maggot attached to a bone, and the distance was too close for him to dodge. He could only take the hit on his back. While he was channeling his energy to his back, the palm in front of him came towards him and he was powerless.
Not only did he lose to Chu Li in terms of martial arts and cultivation level, but he also lost in terms of technique.
Chu Li sat on the ice block and watched as Jing San flew a hundred feet away. He crashed into an ice block and staggered to a stop. He almost sat on the ice block, but he managed to stand firmly.
Blood was already flowing out from the corner of his mouth, staining the front of his robe red. His originally red face had turned pale.
Chu Li's palm had directly broken through his protective energy barrier and severely injured him. In this short period of time, the palm energy was still wreaking havoc in his body. The Yin and Yang interchanged in an unpredictable manner. His inner energy could not do anything to it and continued to injure his internal organs.
"Senior Brother Jing?" Deng Tianlun rushed forward to support him.
Jing Santan waved his hand.
Deng Tianlun could only retract his hand and asked worriedly, "Senior Brother Jing, are you okay?"
"I won't die!" Jing Santan sighed.
"Pfft!" As soon as he finished speaking, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
Deng Tianlun quickly took out a porcelain bottle and passed it to Jing Santan.
Jing Santan waved his hand.
The key now was not the spirit pill, but the palm energy in his body. Chu Li's palm energy was too strange and vicious. If this went on, even the spirit medicine would be useless. The effect of the spirit medicine was not as effective as the palm energy.
Deng Tianlun looked at Jing Santan helplessly and watched as he spat out another mouthful of blood.
Sun Mingyue looked on indifferently and shook her head.
Although these Supreme Grade Masters were Supreme Grade Masters, they were very immature compared to Chu Li. They could not even withstand a single blow. With their abilities, provoking Chu Li was akin to asking for humiliation. It was somewhat ridiculous.
She could guess what these people were thinking.
They must have heard of Chu Li's reputation. To be able to advance to Supreme Grade at such a young age, they must be proud and arrogant people. They must be unconvinced and felt that Chu Li must have been lucky to be able to kill the Great Asura.
As disciples of the Grandmaster's Nine Divisions, they had the best spirit medicine and cultivated the most advanced heart technique that far surpassed Chu Li's heart technique. Their qualifications were also extraordinary and would not lose to Chu Li. Under these circumstances, how could they lose to Chu Li?
With this thought in mind, they would not easily be inferior to Chu Li. Defeating Chu Li was a shortcut to becoming famous.
Chu Li calmly looked at Jing Santan who kept spitting out blood.
Jing Santan weakly sat on the ice block and tried his best to circulate his energy to expel Chu Li's palm energy. Unfortunately, every time he did so, he would be heavily injured and spit out blood. In just a short while, he had already spat out four mouthfuls of blood.
Deng Tianlun was at a loss and did not know what to do. He turned his head and stared at Chu Li. "Chu Li, if you really kill Brother Jing, the Three Sun Palace swears to kill you!"
Chu Li smiled. "Don't worry, he won't die."
Xue Luoyu said, "How arrogant. Chu Li is a disciple of the Rain Master Palace. How can the Three Sun Palace kill him just like that?"
"The Rain Master Palace still dares to provoke us?!" Deng Tianlun sneered. "The White Dew Clan has fallen again. The Rain Master Palace will not be able to achieve anything. It's better for you to obediently tuck your tail between your legs!"
"Brother!" Jing Santan groaned.
Deng Tianlun quickly shut his mouth and asked with concern, "Brother, are you alright?"
He knew that Brother Jing must be feeling sorry for Xue Luoyu and resented him for scolding her.
Jing Santan shook his head and spat out another mouthful of blood.
Xue Luoyu turned her head to look at Chu Li.
Chu Li shook his head and did not say anything. He looked at the Scroll of Indifference from afar.
Xue Luoyu took a deep look at Jing Santan and closed her eyes to circulate her energy. Sun Mingyue also closed her eyes to circulate her energy.
Zheng Yueming, who was sitting beside Chu Li, had a face full of smiles. He felt extremely happy. Seeing the arrogant Jing Santan being humiliated and in so much pain, he wanted to laugh out loud.
However, seeing that Chu Li was reading the Scroll of Indifference, the two ladies closed their eyes. Zheng Yueming also closed his eyes and began to circulate his energy. However, his ears were pricked up to listen to the movements on Jing Santan's side.
After Jing Santan spat out another three mouthfuls of blood, Deng Tianlun panicked.
He saw that Jing Santan's face was pale and his breathing had weakened. If this continued, it would be bad. Brother Jing had come to the Sword of Indifference Meet for nothing. How was he going to spar with others?
"Chu Li!" Deng Tianlun gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice.
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