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Lu Chen shook his long sword, creating a continuous wave of sword energy, like rolling water, each wave higher than the last, forcing Li Yifeng to retreat.
Immediately, a graceful young man in white, around seventeen or eighteen years old, charged forward, raising his sword to stab with great ferocity.
This person was Tang Wuqing, ranked second on the Renowned List. Lu Chen paid special attention to him. He noticed that the young man's eyes were cold, and his face bore an unusual determination, with a hint of heroism flashing within.
Lu Chen had never heard of this person before; it was as if he had appeared out of nowhere. However, his performance was impressive, having secured the second position on the Renowned List.
In the past, Lu Chen would have asked the tavern to look into this person's identity and background to see who he really was. But now, he felt it unnecessary.
Without saying a word, Tang Wuqing emanated a chilling aura and attacked with his sword. His swordsmanship was fierce and straightforward, seemingly lacking in complexity but containing hidden inner strength and cleverness within.
Lu Chen continued to engage with him using his copied sword techniques. The two fought back and forth for over ten exchanges without gaining an advantage.
Then, Tang Wuqing retreated while Sang Tuling swooped down from the sky, directly charging at Lu Chen. Her sword moved like drifting flowers, cascading down in a flurry.
Lu Chen brandished his Iron Treasure Sword in response, unleashing a threefold surge of sword energy that crashed back like towering waves.
Sang Tuling was pushed back a step and coldly snorted, saying, "The river moonlight is half and half; the cold light of the long sword intoxicates—Tidal Sword Technique, is it?"
Sang Tuling's sword energy trembled wildly as blossoms of Sword Flower swirled like whirlpools towards Lu Chen. She recited the mental formula of the Tidal Sword Technique aloud.
Lu Chen's expression sharpened as he quickly counterattacked with the same technique. The two faced off—one on the ground and one in the air—clashing their sword energies against each other.
At that moment, Tang Wuqing, ranked second on the Renowned List, suddenly flickered and retreated into the forest.
Lu Chen continued to engage with Sang Tuling using his sword momentum. With a quick leap, Flesh soared into the air, darting in front of Sang Tuling, and raised the Iron Sword to strike down.
Sang Tuling retracted his sword momentum and quickly crossed his long sword to block Lu Chen's attack. He then silently recited a chant, causing the Flying Sword beneath him to move, detaching from Sang Tuling and flying up to launch a surprise attack on Lu Chen from another direction.
Lu Chen's ears perked up, and Flesh swiftly dodged to the side. However, the Flying Sword was relentless, as if it had a mind of its own, firmly pursuing Lu Chen.
The sword, wide as five fingers, spun in the air, creating a vortex as it whirred and shot down from mid-air.
Meanwhile, Sang Tuling stood not far away, occasionally casting various spells with his hands to control the Flying Sword from a distance.
The intricacies of the Flying Sword Technique were comparable to that of a Spell. Not only could it enable flight on the sword, but it also allowed for remote control to engage enemies.
Such techniques were indeed formidable and offered significant advantages in battle. Directly controlling the Flying Sword to slash at opponents allowed Flesh to stay far away and avoid harm.
Lu Chen swiftly swung the Iron Sword to deflect Sang Tuling's Flying Sword. Unexpectedly, although the Flying Sword appeared broad and heavy, it was exceptionally agile. It spun in mid-air and immediately flew back, its tip darting like a snake straight into Lu Chen's vulnerable defense.
Lu Chen slashed with his sword to block the massive sword's attack. Suddenly, the battle became tense as Flesh retreated repeatedly, nearly hitting the ground.
Sang Tuling controlled the Flying Sword from a distance, keenly observing Lu Chen's openings for attacks. This strategy certainly provided him with an advantage.
Just as Lu Chen was a few feet above the ground, he felt a chill behind him, as if a sword was already poised at his neck.
A shiver ran down Lu Chen's spine. He shouted loudly as Flesh spun in mid-air and swung his long sword backward. Then Flesh jumped to another spot just in time to see Li Yifeng charging toward him with a long sword in hand.
"You really don't know what's good for you. You won't give up until you see blood, so I'll just grant your wish."
Lu Chen's words were filled with intense anger. The few opponents were engaging in a wheel battle, simultaneously balancing both the ground and the air, which had completely infuriated Lu Chen.
Lu Chen quickly retreated, flying back fifty meters, his arms waving rapidly as he unleashed waves of Imperial Aura.
In an instant, countless strands of Imperial Aura transformed into blades, resembling a sprawling net of knives that descended towards Sang Tuling and Li Yifeng from mid-air.
The two quickly swung their Iron Treasure Swords to disperse the Imperial Aura while simultaneously activating Qigong to form a semi-circular energy shield around themselves to avoid being cut by the Imperial Aura.
Qigong transformation refers to changing True Qi into various desired shapes, such as defensive shields or various Dharmakayas of lions and tigers.
In essence, transformation is a Dharmakaya, but a Dharmakaya is not merely transformation.
In the realm of cultivation, all external manifestations of techniques are referred to as Dharmakayas, including Qigong and Yin Spirit; however, transformation specifically refers only to Qigong.
Lu Chen snorted coldly and was about to unleash his skills again when he suddenly heard a sound cutting through the air approaching rapidly.
Turning his head, Lu Chen saw Tang Wuqing swooping in like a bird catching fish, only twenty meters away from him.
With a swift motion of his arm, the opponent conjured two hand seals out of thin air that came together in a peculiar shape.
"Manifestation of the Dharma Body?"
Lu Chen's gaze sharpened as he immediately saw through Tang Wuqing's abilities. This person had actually cultivated his soul and condensed the energy of the Pure Yang Classic, directly manifesting the Dharma Body. It seemed he was a skilled practitioner.
Lu Chen had no time for further contemplation when he saw Tang Wuqing push with both hands. The two hand seals he had formed instantly expanded, resembling two massive water buffaloes merging together, truly tall and grand, shining with golden light.
"What kind of technique is this?"
Lu Chen murmured to himself, astonished at the peculiar hand seals Tang Wuqing was invoking.
The technique used by Tang Wuqing, known as the Yin True Method, was called "Fruit Offering Hand." The origin of this method was related to Tang Wuqing's surname.
In ancient times, on the eastern lands, there was an Ape Demon who offered fruit to an immortal, kneeling on one knee with its head bowed low in its embrace, raising both hands high to present the fruit to the deity.
The offering Ape Demon was an ancestor of Tang Wuqing, which is why later on, in the East, it became closest to divinity; because the immortal accepted the fruit and enlightened the Ape Demon, leading to this method.
Tang Wuqing's ancestor left behind a set of fruit offering techniques, which is now known as the Fruit Offering Hand.
Tang Wuqing pushed his arms forward, and the two fruit offering hand seals flew through the air, leaving long trails in the sky.
Lu Chen quickly retreated while simultaneously channeling his Yin Yuan, unleashing waves of Imperial Aura towards Tang Wuqing's fruit offering hand seals to cut through them.
The two forces clashed in the sky; the fruit offering hand seals seemed to disregard everything, overwhelmingly powerful, charging forward without hesitation to crush anything in their path.
Lu Chen's Imperial Aura transformed into invisible blades that frantically sliced at the hand seals, creating bursts of sparks.
Lu Chen did not dare to be careless as the Imperial Aura surged forward like a flowing river, slicing through the two massive handprints one after another.
This Tang Wuqing turned out to be a Yin Master, and his Yin Spirit cultivation had reached such a level. He had quietly withdrawn from the battlefield earlier, surely to hide his Flesh nearby.
In such a short time, Tang Wuqing could not have gone far. If he went over now and conducted a thorough search, he would definitely be able to find his Flesh hidden somewhere in the grass.
The reason he was doing this was that he was afraid of being ambushed regarding his Flesh. He had to guard against not only Lu Chen but also Li Yifeng and Sang Tuling, fearing the worst—that someone familiar would stab him in the back. It would be quite embarrassing for a Yin Master if his Flesh were plotted against.
From this, Lu Chen could see that Tang Wuqing had not yet entered the Spirit-Body Unity realm, which was why he needed to hide his Flesh.
Even so, this Tang Wuqing should not be underestimated. If it were not simply a comparison of Qigong but rather a free battle, Sang Tuling's top position on the Renowned List might need to change.
Lu Chen unleashed seventy or eighty Imperial Auras in succession but still could not intercept the two enormous handprints. As he watched them slide toward him, ready to crush him, he quickly flew up into the air, rising thirty or forty feet high. The two massive handprints just brushed past his feet and crashed into the forest on the other side.
In an instant, the Cypress Trees were flattened, reduced to splinters. In the blink of an eye, the handprints carved a massive trench in the forest, leaving chaos in their wake as if it had been plowed.
Lu Chen was incredibly shocked; Tang Wuqing's handprints had reached an extraordinary level of mastery and immense power. The Tang family he belonged to truly lived up to their reputation as a family that once interacted with immortals; such techniques were indeed formidable.
Lu Chen felt frustrated after being repeatedly struck; his anger was indescribable and at its peak.
Over there, Tang Wuqing formed hand seals again and conjured two more large handprints, intending to push them forward.
Lu Chen let out a loud shout and cast a Rift Spell. Immediately, a bolt of lightning struck down from the clear sky, exploding above Tang Wuqing's head.
Lu Chen used the Rift Spell to change his position and directly summoned the Four Symbols Thunder Scripture, which detonated above Tang Wuqing.
With a loud bang, a flash of thunder passed by, and Tang Wuqing's eyes revealed a look of horror. He had already been struck solidly by Lu Chen's Four Symbols Thunder Scripture, causing damage to his Yin Spirit.
The Yin Spirit is immune to many types of attacks, but lightning is one of the methods that restrain the Yin Spirit. As long as one is not a Yin Immortal, they will fear the True Thunderfire from Nine Above.
For someone at Tang Wuqing's level, being struck by Nine True Thunder would instantly reduce him to ashes, leaving no trace behind.
Although the lightning technique used by Lu Chen was not as powerful as Nine True Thunder, it still held considerable strength.
After being struck, Tang Wuqing's Yin Spirit trembled, interrupting the ritual he had performed with his handprint.
He then fell from the sky into a patch of grass, rolling several times and appearing extremely disheveled.
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