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Outside the Lord's Mansion, with dust still settling, Lufan stood in the center, his clothes torn by powerful energy, and his shoes shattered under immense force, looking quite disheveled at first glance.
However, this did not diminish his imposing presence; he appeared majestic, like a war god.
Lufan was regulating his breathing. The recent series of explosive attacks had taken a heavy toll on him. If he hadn't consumed two hundred drops of Primordial Liquid beforehand, he would have long since collapsed.
But even now, his condition was not ideal. He had used up more than half of the Primordial Liquid, and his body was reaching its limits. Moving forward, he could no longer use explosive techniques like the Thousand-Hand Tathagata Palm; even the pure and forceful Great Strength Diamond Palm would be difficult to execute without risking bodily collapse.
Yet Lufan felt no regret. The four opponents before him were in worse shape. His previous attacks were no joke; aside from the Fourth Prince, the other three had at least lost fifty percent of their strength. The two Elders in Black were still trembling, clearly not fully recovered from their earlier fall.
As for the Fourth Prince, although he had sustained no injuries, it was evident that his courage had been shaken. Even though he noticed Lufan was recovering, he dared not approach alone to attack.
At this moment, Li Zheng and the others looked at Lufan with a mix of fear and astonishment; his earlier performance had been truly remarkable and unbelievable!
They had all seen that Lufan's power had surged to a level where he could rival Li Zheng, who had reached the Bone Resonance stage. It was clear that he had employed a formidable Secret Technique.
However, everyone knew that using such a powerful technique to stimulate one's physical potential would inevitably lead to a decrease in control over one's body, forcing one to rely solely on brute strength.
The Fourth Prince and his companions decided to launch a surprise attack precisely because they recognized this weakness, calculating that Lufan could only engage them in a head-on confrontation. In such circumstances, their combined assault would surely inflict serious injury on him.
What they never expected was that in such dire straits, Lufan could still break through once more and employ the soft yet powerful Tai Chi Fist Technique to neutralize their lethal strike.
This showcased his exquisite control over power and the subtlety of energy transformation, instilling an extreme sense of terror within them. To be honest, if it weren't for their strong wills, they might have turned to flee right then.
Could this be the power of subtlety? Slim Elder thought to himself. He recalled something a powerful martial arts master—now a renowned Martial Cultivator—once said: those who do not grasp subtlety can never imagine the terror of this realm.
Now, through battling Lufan, they finally caught a glimpse of this realm's power—a mere tip of the iceberg. No wonder all Martial Cultivators who grasped subtlety early on were called monsters; facing such individuals was truly despairing because one could never know when they might suddenly break through and reverse the tide of battle in an instant.
Slim Elder was right; just moments ago, under the pressure of death, Lufan finally gained a deeper understanding of his martial arts.
The path of combining hardness and softness—that was Lufan's realization.
This hardness and softness referred not only to martial techniques but also encompassed the ultimate rigidity of Buddhism and the ultimate softness of Daoism.
After he had just performed the Iron Cloth technique, a martial art of immense strength, he was still able to use Tai Chi, a martial art of great gentleness. Before today, this would have been absolutely impossible.
Because after executing the Iron Cloth technique, controlling that violent power was not an easy task. After all, this power had already surpassed his own level of strength by too much. If he hadn't reached a profound understanding, he would have long since exploded from the strain.
Moreover, using such a violent force to execute a delicate and gentle Fist Technique like Tai Chi was even more difficult. Even with his level of control, it was hard to achieve.
It was akin to having Zhang Fei embroider or Lü Bu sew shoes; making an object possess both the toughness of steel and the softness of flowing water was nearly impossible.
However, amidst the intense battles, he gradually comprehended the principle of combining hardness and softness under extreme conditions. Under the pressure of life and death, he broke through in one fell swoop, turning the impossible into possible and successfully grasping the way of combining hardness and softness.
From then on, Lufan could be said to have taken a crucial step towards merging the essence of both Daoist and Buddhist martial arts while also seeing the dawn of creating his own unique martial art.
So even though his body was exhausted and had reached its limit, his spirit was more vigorous than ever, and his fighting intent remained strong.
Both sides were now regulating their breathing, trying to recover as much as possible while giving the spectators a rare moment to catch their breath. Yet this time, no one spoke; they were all fixated on this heart-stirring battle.
"It seems you are not surprised by our actions," suddenly said Slim Elder, who stood at the front.
"Surprised? I have long known about your little maneuvers," Lufan replied calmly.
"It seems this is also a sign of profound ability. Truly impressive. May I ask where your teachings come from? I imagine your master must be quite extraordinary to have produced such a talented individual like you."
"If I say I am a Loose Cultivator, would you believe me?"
"You jest," Slim Elder laughed lightly, clearly not believing him. If Lufan were truly a Loose Cultivator at this level, how could disciples from various sects hold their heads high? It was simply that Lufan did not wish to reveal more, which extinguished Slim Elder's curiosity about his background.
"I acknowledge your strength; you could be considered the greatest talent I have seen in my life," Slim Elder flattered him before changing his tone. "However, I see that you have already reached your limit. Why don’t we end this battle here?"
"Agreed!" Lufan replied decisively, which pleased Slim Elder. But Lufan's next words made his expression stiffen: "Let Li Zheng take his own life, and then each of you three must leave behind an arm before you can go."
"Why must you be so aggressive and make things so absolute? Are you really not afraid of retribution from the royal family? Do you wish to stand against an entire nation?" Slim Elder said darkly; it was absolutely impossible for them to leave behind an arm.
"Since you have taken action, you must pay some price. Do you really think I am easy to bully? As for standing against a nation? There is a saying in my hometown: 'A person can rival a nation.' No matter how large Silver Moon Kingdom is or how powerful its royal family may be, they cannot possibly surround me entirely. Since they cannot stop me, in this vast world, where can I not go? Why should I be afraid?"
Slim Elder's heart sank as he realized that Lufan was right. The so-called might of the royal family had no effect on such powerful warriors; they moved like the wind, freely traversing the battlefield without any regard for noble families. Initially, he thought to deceive Lufan due to his youth, but he did not expect the other party to see through him so clearly.
"Are you not afraid of both sides being injured and someone else taking advantage?"
"Although I am exhausted, it is enough for me to kill you."
"So, it seems we cannot reach an agreement?" Slim Elder felt a surge of anger at being so underestimated.
"Discuss? Do you think I don't know? You are merely trying to disrupt my recovery. If you truly had sincerity, what are you doing with your hands right now?"
Slim Elder's expression darkened. He had thought that by using his body as cover and moving stealthily, he would not be discovered. It seemed he had underestimated his opponent.
Since that was the case, he decided to stop hiding and suddenly shouted, "Li Chengzhu, attack! Follow my earlier plan and do not give him any time to recover!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zheng leaped high into the air, his dual hammers merging together like Mount Tai pressing down, crashing down fiercely!
Following closely behind him were Slim Elder and his two companions; their killing intent enveloped the area before they even arrived.
The battle reignited!
Faced with the sudden assault of the four, Lufan remained calm. He suddenly struck a pose with his palm.
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