bullyxtreme Chapter 1926
Chapter 1926
This special treatment aroused curiosity and anticipation among the crowd regarding his and Qiu Zixian's strength, while also subtly stirring a sense of crisis within them.
Therefore, it is only natural to take advantage of this opportunity to discuss the Dao and propose a friendly exchange.
Chen Xuan nodded slightly to Qiu Zixian, then turned to Bai Qianhuan and the others and smiled, "In that case, it wouldn't hurt to have a friendly spar."
"Fellow senior brothers and sisters, rest assured, I, Chen Xuan, have never been attached to the ranking of the Holy Sons. As long as I retain the title of Holy Son, it will be convenient for my cultivation with my Daoist partner, which is enough. After all, what I seek has never been these empty titles."
These words directly addressed everyone's concerns, causing Cang Xuan Yue, Liu Li, and Xuan Hao to blush slightly. However, being seasoned Holy Sons, they quickly concealed their blushes and, smiling, rose to their feet.
"Junior brother is so magnanimous, shall we move to an open space?"
The group headed toward the open plain behind the cave. Qiu Zixian wanted to step forward first to preserve the mystery of Chen Xuan's strength, but Chen Xuan gently grabbed her wrist.
He smiled and shook his head. The composure in his eyes reassured her, so she stopped and stood at a distance with Bai Qianhuan and Bai Qianjue to watch the battle.
After giving his instructions, Chen Xuan lightly touched the ground with his toes, his figure drifting like a willow catkin to the center of the open space. Although they were all at the Saint Son level, if they were to fight with all their might, it would be enough to stir up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, causing a great commotion and attracting disciples from all over the Second Cave Heaven to come and watch.
However, Chen Xuan had no such intention, nor did Xuan Hao and the other two. This sparring was only to find out each other's bottom line in order to plan the direction of the subsequent ranking battle strategy, and they did not want to make it known to everyone.
After all, no matter the outcome, it would be embarrassing if word got out: if Chen Xuan lost, his title as the newly crowned Holy Son would become a laughing stock.
If the three old holy sons of Cang Xuanyue fail, it will shake their prestige among the sect disciples and cause significant losses to their subsequent advancement.
Therefore, the four agreed to keep their exchanges as quiet as possible, focusing solely on their understanding of the Great Dao and the techniques they had mastered – after all, the ranking battle among the Ten Great Holy Lands was a contest of the depth of their understanding of the Dao and techniques, not a fight to the death.
Chen Xuan stood with his hands behind his back in the void, his robes fluttering gently in the breeze. He looked at Xuan Hao, Cang Xuan Yue, and Liu Li standing side by side opposite him, a calm smile still on his face, and nodded:
"Which senior brother or sister would like to make the first move? I, Chen Xuan, am ready to oblige at any time."
After these calm and composed words, Cang Xuan Yue's expression immediately darkened.
As the fifth Holy Son, he was closest in ranking to Chen Xuan and also felt the strongest sense of crisis – if Chen Xuan's strength was truly as formidable as the Holy Lord valued, he would be the first to be replaced.
He let out a soft hum, took a step forward, and slowly raised his hands into palms. Suddenly, four dazzling streams of light rose around him and hovered beside him—they were actually four streams of transcendent immortal energy!
As soon as the immortal energy manifested, the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushed towards him, and his aura surged instantly. Even the surrounding air seemed to be stagnant under this pressure, and fine cracks even appeared on the ground.
Seeing this, Chen Xuan also raised his hand and waved it towards the void.
Suddenly, pale golden light patterns appeared beneath the ground surrounding the cave, rapidly weaving together to form a massive magic array that completely enveloped the open space.
He didn't want to be too flamboyant in this encounter, lest his strength be exposed too early and cause spies from other holy lands to be overly wary.
What he needed to do was to take advantage of the opportunity to spar, hide in the shadows, and quietly find out the overall strength of the veteran holy son of the Heartless Holy Land, and then set his and his Daoist partner's subsequent cultivation goals and plans based on that.
As the veteran Fifth Holy Son, the moment the four transcendent immortal energies manifested, Cang Xuan Yue's palms suddenly turned into afterimages, his figure so fast that it almost tore through the void, leaving only a pale blue afterimage, before instantly closing in on Chen Xuan.
His palm techniques were as swift as the wind and as fast as lightning, sometimes gentle as flowing water around his fingers, sometimes swift and fierce as thunder shattering the clouds. His seemingly ordinary moves concealed countless deadly traps.
Clearly, he had mastered this palm technique to a high level; when the palm wind swept across the ground, it could even stir up the patterns of the Great Dao, showing signs of near perfection.
As expected of the Holy Son of the Holy Land, his palm technique and sword technique share the same origin, but he is more defensive and stable. When his palm force touches the opponent's attack, he can also deflect the force and counterattack, which is in stark contrast to the fierce killing techniques of the sword technique.
Faced with Cang Xuanyue's sudden attack, Chen Xuan remained calm and composed. He brought his right index and middle fingers together to form a sword finger and met the attack head-on.
Both sides tacitly refrained from using any celestial-grade magic treasures, engaging in only basic exchanges of blows. Bai Qianhuan and the others watching from below the pavilion possessed exceptional insight; this kind of sparring, which relied solely on fundamental skills and proficiency in techniques without external assistance, was the best way to test the difference in their strength.
Chen Xuan had no intention of winning quickly, and stopped short of victory with each move; Cang Xuan Yue wanted to hold back to save face for his opponent, but he was firmly restrained by the exquisite swordsmanship displayed by the sword finger. For a time, the two fought back and forth, and the crisp sound of palm wind and finger force colliding rose and fell, making it difficult to determine the winner.
However, after a short while, the situation quietly changed. Cang Xuan Yue initially only used 70% of her strength, but seeing that she could not suppress Chen Xuan, she gradually increased her power to 80%, 90%, and finally unleashed 100% of her cultivation.
He even went so far as to use a secret palm technique—a faint blue halo appeared on his palm, and when his palm force landed in the void, it could actually condense into a physical palm print, which crushed towards Chen Xuan.
Finally, even his own divine body was activated and enhanced, fine scales appeared on the surface of his skin, and his aura surged again.
Even so, he could only maintain a 50/50 situation with Chen Xuan, and could never gain the upper hand.
Cang Xuan Yue fought with increasing urgency, even sweating profusely. His heart was churning with turmoil. In particular, Chen Xuan maintained a calm smile, as if this sparring was merely a pastime for him. This composure made Cang Xuan Yue increasingly uneasy, and even his palm techniques began to show subtle flaws.
"boom!"
The two suddenly clashed palms, the immense impact sending them each staggering back several feet. When Cang Xuan Yue landed, she stumbled before regaining her balance, her face flushed crimson.
He gritted his teeth, and with a flick of his left hand across his storage ring, a pair of dark golden dragon scale gloves suddenly appeared and slipped onto his hands.
As soon as the gloves appeared, five tiny dragon-snake phantoms coiled around the five fingers when they were joined together. The phantoms were covered with silver scales. As Cang Xuan Yue continued to pour divine power into them, the dragon-snake phantoms suddenly opened their mouths and roared at Chen Xuan with a deafening roar. The sound waves even caused ripples in the surrounding air.
Seeing this, Chen Xuan still had a faint smile on his lips, and his right hand made a grasping motion in front of him—a long sword with a chilling light instantly appeared in his hand. The sword was about three feet long, and a faint black halo flowed around its blade. It was his Northern Darkness Divine Sword.
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I've been writing faster lately because there's been a voice in my head tempting and misleading me: "Take a break. Others write two or three million words a week, a month, or a quarter. You've been writing faster for two years now. It's time to take a break."
Wardfa, inner demons, it's definitely inner demon manipulation! Slightly scary, everyone!!