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Qi Lin’s hand used softness to conquer strength, deftly avoiding Shang Yangjun’s Mountain-pushing Palm. When he grabbed her, he touched her even softer body.
Shang Yangjun suddenly exerted power, and her palm struck Qi Lin’s chest.
The two of them pushed each other. This palm attack seemed to give neither side an advantage from the perspective of those watching. Nay, from a man’s point of view, Qi Lin’s philandering had given him an enormous advantage. Qi Lin looked at Shang Yangjun a bit apologetically. The girl’s face was red, resolving herself even more to furiously beat Qi Lin to a pulp.
With a shout, Shang Yangjun circulated her Seventh Deva Primordial True Qi. In a flash, her True Qi gathered, and a giant pixiu beast phantom manifested behind her. It was surprisingly indomitable, exuding divine might.
Shang Yangjun raised her arms. Suddenly, the entire length of her arms was surrounded by True Qi. That pixiu phantom seemed to possess her. The girl dashed forth, instantly passing over a distance of several dozen meters. Thud, thud, thud, several dozen footprints sunk heavily into the floor. Her True Qi emitted a black black as the girl headed straight for Qi Lin.
This was the pinnacle of her Tier One martial art – Pixiu Brutality!1
Her move surprisingly concealed unbridled destructive power.
Qi Lin wrinkled his brow. His mind instantly became reserved, and his eyes turned brilliant as lightning the next instant. A clear reflection of Shang Yangjun’s palm was in his pupils. The girl’s fair and clear complexion and her apparently tiny palm seemingly become enormous in his eyes.
The soul technique that the Pixiu Tribe cultivated was the Black And White Mixed Origin Chant while the martial arts it practiced was the Tier One Pixiu Martial Chant.
Its techniques were all developed based on mimicking the ancient Pixiu Divine Beast. The Pixiu Divine Beast was also known to be a beast that devoured weapons, according to the ancient texts. While it was seemingly adorable on the outside, the truth was that it was a terrible type of beast. At times, it would go berserk in defending its young such that it could even swat wild tigers dead.
This Pixiu Brutality was the apex of the Pixiu Martial Chant.
It looked simple, but its follow up attack contained boundless murderous intent, allowing the opponent no way to defend or prepare. And Shang Yangjun had already practiced the Pixiu Martial Chant to its highest Realm, where True Qi phantoms manifested as True Spirits, as if it was an actual pixiu.
The tribe’s people were all awestruck.
“Incredible, incredible. Brother Qi’s daughter has actually already practiced the Pixiu Martial Chant to complete perfection. This Pixiu Brutality is perhaps comparable to Tier Two.”
“As expected of our clan’s genius. Fame follows merit with Yangjun as the banner guardian, our clan is fortunate.”
“Congratulations, congratulations.”
Everyone was already turning to Shang Qi to offer congratulations. Shang Yangjun’s technique was honestly too perfect. Even Shang Ci’s Tier Two ability, Li Heaven Chant, would perhaps louse out. However, Shang Qi frowned. He sternly watched the battle. “It is still too early to decide the victor!”
“Hm?”
The elders were taken aback. They turned their gazes and were astonished to find that, against this attack that was formed from a Primordial True Spirit Pixiu, that young man was surprisingly unmoved. His power surprisingly did not lose out against it.
How was this possible!
“Good!”
Qi Lin faintly grinned, but he did not dare be careless. His True Qi flourished, and with a shudder, it surprisingly gushed forth like a tidal wave, directly surging overhead. His right hand drew Yang to cover Mount Tai, coming into direct contact with Yang Shangjun’s fist.
The “Dual Modes Seal” was an extremely mysterious power. It incorporated yin and yang, activity and stillness, hardness and softness, and even the mystery of life and death. Combined with Qi Lin’s Dual Modes Fortune Body, he wielded boundless might.
Although he barely scraped the surface of the Dual Modes Seal, it was sufficient to match a Tier One or Tier Two ability.
Their fists collided, and their bodies shook at the same time. The Pixiu Brutality’s followup strike was imminent. The Primordial True Qi circulating around Shang Yangjun’s body was immediately unleashed. Things would have ended there if she did not, but once executed, it was like ten thousand arrows loosed simultaneously. Hundreds upon thousands of punch-shadows attacked all at once, giving the illusion of an entire army of bowmen attacking, making everyone unable to draw breath. There was basically no time to consider how to counterattack.
Her punching speed was already faster than thought.
Against any other opponent, they would have already been suffocated by Shang Yangjun’s punch pressure and have undoubtedly lost, but after Qi Lin signed the Invested Deity Contract, his Realm had already increased. The peak of a Tier One martial art was, in the end, still a martial art. While its power was frightening, could it compare to a frightening Divine Name?
Qi Lin maintained composure. His left hand drew a circle and interlocked with his right hand. This gesture suddenly mixed water and fire, hardness and softness in harmony. That brutal punch-shadow sunk into Qi Lin’s arms like a downpour into the ocean; all of the rain was absorbed.
Dual Modes Seal!!
“What???” Shang Yangjun’s expression changed. She did not dare believe her strongest punch had been completely nullified by Qi Lin.
Her vicious boxing technique seemed nothing more like an infant’s struggles in Qi Lin’s hands, completely threatless.
Not good.
Shang Yangjun indeed someone who had went through life and death situations in the wilderness. SHe instinctively sensed danger, and the girl did not hesitate to abandon her advantage. Her body moved, and she instantly used body techniques to maneuver to the edge of the ring, surprisingly pulling back from Qi Lin to an apparently safe distance in an instant.
Just at this moment, Qi Lin’s Dual Modes formed the Taiji. He spread his arms, and the absorbed punch energy was instantly returned, but because Shang Yangjun had a premonition of this, she had avoided danger.
“What is this technique!” Shang Yangjun’s eyes narrowed, and a grin surprisingly appeared on the corner of her lips.
“This is the Dual Modes Seal, an ability that I learned.” Qi Lin spoke honestly: “I’m afraid Tier One and Two abilities will be very hard-pressed to overcome it, Little Sister Yangjun.”
“Is that so?”
Shang Yangjun attacked again, her two fists whirling. She used a “Bright Pixiu Martial Chant” attack, tapping Qi Lin’s forehead. Qi Lin swung his hands, skillfully using the Dual Modes Seal, but it was too taxing on his True Qi. He needed to end the battle quickly, to continuously break Shang Yangjun’s punch-intent. Suddenly, Qi Lin tapped his finger. This tap contained the form of the “Nine Fingers of Hell.” True Qi thrust towards the girl’s chest like swords.
“Hm?” Shang Yangjun saw Qi Lin was targeting her chest again. Inwardly, she was annoyed, but she was not a timid woman. Without any hesitation, she grabbed downwards, unleashing True Qi. This technique did not belong to the Pixiu Martial Chant, but it was nevertheless stupefying to everyone, making even some girls cover their eyes out of embarrassment.
No mistake, this was none other than a monkey dredging the moon.2
Pay discourtesy with discourtesy!
This was not worth it, Qi Lin’s mind immediately decided. He had merely touched her chest, yet Shang Yangjun was about to turn him into a eunuch. His body compressed like a spring, and then he instantly launched like a bird, avoiding this attack.
Shang Yangjun smirked and grasped this opening. Her body technique was like a wild arrow, her boxing technique crushing, exerting immense power, boundless punch-intent, directly pressuring him.
The two of them traded blows continuously atop the platform. Ever since she was little, Shang Yangjun was raised like a boy by her father, cultivating martial arts to completely shed her femininity. She attacked with brutality, just like a man, her techniques strong and fierce. Paired with her Seventh Deva True Qi, she was swift, her every technique oppressive. Combined with her unique femininity, strong yet delicate, she was simply impeccable, making even gods unable to stand up to her.
Shang Meng could not help but be very envious of Qi Lin, for he was able to make Shang Yangjun use full power. This demonstrated the importance this man held in her heart.
In contrast to her, Qi Lin was the opposite, who was incomparably gentle with his moves, wholly yielding to the girl’s boxing technique. This was like a man watching his beloved sweetheart pout. No matter how she punched or kicked, he gently dispelled the attack.
There were no fatal blows, let alone killing intent.
Man and woman exchanged blows, hardness and softness together. The others were stupefied. Many of the girls surprisingly were suddenly a bit jealous of Shang Yangjun’s battle with Qi Lin.
Shang Yangjun gradually sensed something was amiss, but no matter how she used her power, she was unable to break free. Her True Qi slowly depleted. The girl roared, once again using Pixiu Brutality.
Qi Lin leapt backwards and suddenly stood straight, his arms folded behind his back. He did not move at all.
The girl also came to a stop. She did not move but quietly looked at the young man.
“I don’t want to hurt you. There’s no way we can keep fighting like this.” Qi Lin said. Everyone was shocked. To say such a thing to the tribe’s number one genius girl, this brute was quite conceited.
“Are you looking down on me?” Shang Yangjun icily said.
Qi Lin shook his head.
His Dual Modes Seal was already beyond Qi Refinement Realm. That Shang Yangjun could last so long was beyond imagination.
“Then what do you suggest?” Shang Yangjun eyed him.
“One more punch. Whoever steps back loses.” Qi Lin said.
“My Realm is higher than yours, you lose.” Shang Yangjun jutted her chin.
“Is that so?”
Qi Lin threw a punch.
Boom.
In this punch that covered Heaven and Earth, an enormous mountain seemed to bear down upon her. The Primordial True Qi in Shang Yangjun’s body was Seventh Deva, but it was surprisingly unable to breach this punch-intent.
Impossible!
The girl’s face paled, and she took a step backwards. This step cemented her defeat.
Destined Weight Of Mount Tai!
Author’s Note:
PS: Had somethings to do today~~
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…. This was one of the friendliest bouts I’ve seen all series…
But dam, dood used his trump card!
I mean, even if she hasn’t realized the soul is different, this is the body of her lover. She wouldn’t really want to hurt him.