Volume 1 Chapter 80 Against Wang Luo

  Refreshing, cool, apart from these words, Wang Qian really couldn't find anything else to describe his current mood.

  After breaking through the extreme limit, this cultivation method was too suitable for him. He thought that in the future he must find some divine abilities or formations similar to Gravity Restriction to help himself cultivate.

  In less than an hour, Wang Luo also went through the trial and completed the Tongtian stairs. His gains this time were also extremely great. It seems that the cultivation methods of the flesh body all need to be under extreme pressure in order to have a relatively strong breakthrough. Wang Qian's Jiuzhuan Shentai is like this, and Wang Luo's Daoist Bagua Shentai is similar.

  A storm of wind and thunder raged, a strong gust of air tore through the air, emanating from Wang Luo's body. In an extremely short period of time, his aura had become several times stronger, and Wang Qian looked on with great admiration.

  "Very good, both of you are excellent, having passed the test of Tongtian Taijie. You have already qualified to obtain the Qingyun Peak treasure left by my master. However, there is still one final test. This test is actually very simple. In the end, everything relies on strength in cultivation. If you want to get Qingyun Peak, the last test is for the two of you to fight each other. The winner will be able to obtain Qingyun Peak. As for whether you can successfully refine it, that depends on your luck."

  The green cow stood up, and a strong storm broke out. Its momentum was too great, just like a dormant giant dragon, ferocious and fierce, not at all like an ordinary cow.

  Rumble!

  One of its hooves swung, a beam of green light shot out, the stone palace gate on the mountain top, flashed countless talismans and divine patterns, dazzling, and burst open with a loud noise.

  This palace is very simple, with a rough and ancient flavor. Whether it's the architectural style or the decorations inside, they are all very rough, but there is a majestic and domineering aura that hits you in the face.

  The grand hall was very spacious, with four thick stone pillars supporting the entire building. A gigantic stone chair sat on a high platform, and apart from that, there was nothing else.

  Wang Qian and Wang Luo were facing each other in a standoff, while Qing Niu was lying nearby with his eyes closed.

  The atmosphere is tense, the battle begins.

  "King Qian, I never thought we'd meet again in such a scenario. Fate is indeed unpredictable!"

  Wang Luo's bright eyes kept sizing up Wang Qian, with a smile on his face, as if the two were not competitors but old friends chatting together.

  "Haha, Wang Luodao brother, I didn't expect this either. This time entering the ancient ruins will have such an encounter. Let's just get through it for now, and believe that this is only the beginning!"

  King Qian's words are like his personality, straightforward and direct, never beating around the bush.

  They exchanged a glance and burst out laughing, and in an instant, the battle began.

  Without warning, after a simple conversation, the two young geniuses went all out, wanting to defeat each other.

  Wang Luo's attack was swift and mysterious, his body moved, thick law power exploded, pure and dense, carrying a hint of Dao rhyme.

  He made a move, and it was a terrible divine art, covering the eight trigrams of the heavenly cycle, calculating the infinite mysteries of heaven.

  A thunderbolt emerges from the mountains, shattering the universe! A vague and small world of illusions is formed entirely by magical powers, with endless lightning bolts striking down.

  This is Zhen in the Eight Trigrams of Zhou Tian, also means Thunder.

  A faint aura of heavenly tribulation seeped out. It was terrifying to see Wang Luo's mastery of this divine ability, as a cultivator, he could actually simulate the thunder of the Heavenly God's Punishment, what an achievement!

  "Great, Wang Luo! I've experienced many thunderstorms, but never felt what the Thunder of Bagua is like!"

  Wang Qian let out a loud laugh, but he didn't display his divine powers. Instead, he charged forward, relying on his powerful physique to break through the void and manipulate his strength, ferociously battling with all his might.

  In the blink of an eye, countless thunderbolts came crashing down. Wang Qian didn't even look and directly swung his massive fist, brutally smashing it upwards.

  Collapse!

  The void shattered, thunder and lightning flashed endlessly. The two men's confrontation was extremely fierce from the start. Their physical bodies clashed with each other, resisting the thunderous killing light. This magnificent battle even piqued the interest of Qing Niu.

  Lightning was fierce, Wang Qian's physical body became even more powerful, he suddenly punched down in an instant, the brutal giant force tore apart the Thunder World formed by Wang Luo's shock hexagram, with a piercing thunder light on his body, like a electric man, walked out of the chaotic energy tide, hands sealed, fiercely hitting and smashing towards Wang Luo's head.

  This masculine and intense battle made Wang Qian feel his blood boiling, the way of martial arts can connect with the divine, this is absolutely not a legend. When the physical body reaches a certain level of strength, it can look down on all magical powers and divine abilities, using the physical body to traverse through all killing lights and thunder clouds, directly annihilating the enemy from his own flesh.

  Wang Qian is now doing just that, and in the blink of an eye, he has killed his way to Wang Luo's face, with one move of his divine power unable to stop his body like a mad dragon.

  "What a sturdy physique and what ferocious strength! But Wang Qian, you think it's that easy to defeat me? Don't be so naive!" Wang Luo sneered.

  "Separate from Yin, gather in Yang, wind and fire are boundless, wind aids the flames' momentum, lift the fire to scorch the heavens!"

  Hehe!

  A pale and hazy wind, a fierce flame, a world with a hint of reality in the midst of two illusory realms, unfolding like a painting in the void. The wind and fire intersect, the air currents surge.

  A whirlwind and a fierce flame suddenly formed a powerful cutting vortex that strangled towards Wang Qian's arm.

  At this moment, Wang Luo's Bagua Shentong simultaneously activated two trigrams, forming two worlds of wind and fire. The intersection of the two worlds caused the void to collapse, producing a powerful energy with invincible destructive power.

  Wang Gan's heart skipped a beat, and Wang Luo was indeed formidable. He felt that the power of wind and fire colliding was too ferocious, even his physical body, which was unimaginably robust, had just experienced a breakthrough in his cultivation, but he still didn't dare to let this annihilating destructive power completely overwhelm his arm.

  Whoosh!

  Two completely opposing forces, masculine and feminine, are perfectly portrayed by Wang Gan.

  Just before Wang Luo's fierce and unbeatable attack arrived, Wang Qian's originally strong and hard-hitting approach suddenly underwent a huge change.

  His strength suddenly became entwined and lingering, soft as cotton. One moment it was the mountain- splitting giant axe's chopping, the next it turned into three thousand strands of silk that swept away dust.

  The fighting style changed, Wang Qian's arm instantly withdrew from the top of Wang Luo's head, swept through the air with a whooshing sound, and then gentle fists and feet techniques rained down like fine silk, leaving no gaps.

  Facing the violent and murderous power of the Wind-Fire World, Wang Qian used his thin and subtle skills to exhibit a fighting technique that was precise to the millimeter.

  A thick aura of water intent emanated from his body, benevolent like water, benefiting all things without contention. His understanding of the bitter sea's path was extremely profound, and as he merged into battle, he displayed a majestic demeanor.

  Whoosh!

  With a flick of his sleeve, Wang Gan's every move was designed to shatter a cluster of wind and fire energy. In the time it took for one breath, he had unleashed tens of thousands of punches and palm strikes, each one as swift and deadly as a viper, yet eerily soft and subtle.

  Fierce winds and flames stirred up thunderclouds, but in a short time, they were all eliminated by Wang Qian.

  One finger gently pointed forward, and its direction happened to be right at Wang Luo's brow.

  A chill ran down Wang Luo's spine, and his mind was shocked. He never thought that Wang Qian's fighting style would change so abruptly, from gentle to tough, two extremes that were too unbelievable.

  This one move seemed to have come from the heavens, like a deer hanging its horns, leaving no trace to be found. It appeared extremely naturally, as if this move was originally meant to land on Wang Luo's brow.

  "Bad, my heart is affected, Mount Kunlun is boundless, and the wall stands for thousands of ren!"

  A yellowish-brown earth mound floated before Wang Luo's eyes, steady, heavy, as if it could suppress everything.

  At the critical moment, Wang Luo finally showed off his ingenious method, and in an instant, he made a Kan hexagram. This hexagram represents the meaning of mountain, and mountain belongs to earth, which is the most unbeatable defensive move among the eight trigrams.

  A wall of a thousand zhang stands upright, without desires it is strong, being strong means no one can break it, the meaning of this magical power is just like that.

  Pfft!

  Wang Qian's fingers directly inserted into the illusory world formed by the tawny giant mountain, and with this move, he felt that his fingers seemed to have heavily collided with a solid divine iron plate, the powerful force causing his fingers to go numb.

  This divine move was actually blocked by Wang Luo, and without establishing any merit, a flash of disappointment crossed Wang Qian's heart. He knew that someone like Wang Luo, with his profound cultivation, deep wisdom, and long-lasting aura, couldn't be defeated in a short period of time, so he calmed down even more.

  The air howled, space shook, and the battle between Wang Qian and Wang Luo had completely entered a state of white heat. However, this ancient stone palace did not suffer any damage at all. From time to time, it flashed with a faint cyan glow, and all destructive powers that came into contact with this power were thoroughly dissipated.