Chapter 21: True Strength

  In an instant, Heiyou dodged the extreme speed of the Black Water Stab with a flash, but still five or six roots of the Black Water Stab struck him in an instant, and his body shape retreated hastily.

  "Flaming Rhinoceros Knife"

  Qī Diāo Mù let out a low shout, and the Huǒ Lín Dāo flew to his feet. Qī Diāo Mù mounted the Huǒ Lín Dāo and soared into the sky, only stopping when he reached an altitude of over thirty meters.

  "Chu Yan"

  Qī diāo mù almost squeezed out these two words from between his teeth, the right shoulder head had already been stained red with blood, the chest's shirt was damaged, but there was no fresh blood flowing out, and the golden inner armor inside could be seen.

  Qī diāo mù fèn nù de tóng shí xīn zhōng dà jì, fāng cái chǔ yán zāo shòu xuàn guāng jìng yī jì zhòng jī, wèi hé néng gòu tū rán nì xí, tā de ròu shēn zěn me kě néng dào zhè zhǒng chéng dù?

  Translation:

  Qiudiao Mu was furious and shocked at the same time. Just now, Chuyan had been hit by a heavy blow from the Dizzying Mirror, how could he suddenly counterattack? How could his physical body possibly reach this level?

  It has already used dozens of magic, although it is only a second-rate magic, but how can Chu Yan's spiritual power, which is only in the third layer of the Qi Refining stage, achieve this? Why hasn't his spiritual power been exhausted yet?

  What kind of thing can withstand the iron rod of a high-quality Dharma instrument?

  One by one, doubts appeared in Mu Xing's mind and floated to the surface.

  Today, Chu Yan's performance has completely exceeded everyone's expectations. Those who had previously expected Chu Yan to be killed instantly now have their eyes wide open in shock.

  On the watchtower, Qi Tianlie's face turned iron-green, and a sense of regret emerged in his heart. If he had known earlier, he would have killed him even if it meant breaking with Xuan Qing Dao Ren at the time.

  "Damn it, Old Blue Devil, if you hadn't messed things up for me..."

  "Who is it that dares to lecture me from behind!"

  Zi Tianlie's words were interrupted by a hoarse voice, an old man wearing a green Taoist robe flew in with a wooden sword, accompanied by a stunningly beautiful woman with a face as cold as frost, who was none other than Ruo Xiwén.

  "Dark blue old ghost, what brings you here?"

  Qitian Lie saw Xuan Qing Dao Ren and immediately looked a bit ugly.

  "The master himself has spoken, and I have come to take a look at Chu Yan."

  Xuan Qing Daoist's faint words, a casual gesture, and a tendril of vines flew out from the front of his sleeve, quickly weaving together to form a rattan chair.

  Xuan Qing Daoist sat on a rattan chair, no longer paying attention to Qi Tian Lie, looking at the martial arts competition on the stage.

  If Wen's eyes were tightly fixed on the stage, a hint of anxiety flashed across his icy face.

  "Hmm"

  Qitian Lie let out a cold snort and didn't say another word, but in his heart, he was stirred up by shocking waves. He hadn't expected that Chu Yan had already caught the attention of the Sect Master, which meant it wouldn't be easy to get Chu Yan killed now.

  Chu Yan stood on the stage, gazing at Qi Xiao's icy face and said, "You're a coward!"

  Just now, the dazzling mirror indeed hit Chu Yan, but it was Chu Yan's intention to do so. He had made early preparations and mobilized most of his spiritual power to defend against part of the force. Although Chu Yan was injured, it wasn't extremely severe.

  All of this was already within Chu Yan's calculations. The two magical tools, the Lacquer Carving and the Pastoral Flute, were simultaneously exerting pressure, making it extremely difficult to get close. Therefore, Chu Yan had directed the scene that just unfolded.

  "Coward? Humph, you don't know how to use the principle of 'the winner is king', I'll teach you today! You will definitely lose today!"

  Qī diāo mù yī shēng lěng hēng, zhǐ jiān yī dào huǒ hóng sè líng lì cuān chū, piàn kè huà wèi le yī gè huǒ qiú.

  Translation:

  Qiu Mu let out a cold snort, and from his fingertips shot out a fire-red spiritual energy that instantly transformed into a fireball.

  Low-level four-pattern magic: Fireball Technique

  "Whoosh!"

  The fireball flew out at high speed and hit the iron rod on the stage, the iron rod was directly knocked off the stage and fell to the ground.

  "Now let's see how you fight!"

  Qī diāo mù yī shēng dī hè, qū zhǐ cháo Chǔ Yán yī diǎn, xuàn guāng jìng biàn cháo Chǔ Yán zá qù.

  Translation:

  Qiudiao Mu let out a low shout, pointed at Chu Yan with his finger, and the Dizzying Mirror flew towards Chu Yan.

  "It's all over for Chu Yan now~"

  "That guy's biggest reliance was that iron club, now he's definitely lost!"

  "It's almost over!"

  ……

  At this moment, no one looked good at Chu Yan, but Chu Yan just smiled lightly: "Qi Diao Mu, do you think only you can fly with a sword?"

  "Ah~"

  Chu Yan let out a loud roar, his aura suddenly surging upwards, a wave of energy spreading out from him as its center, Practitioner stage 4th layer, 5th layer...

  "How is it possible?"

  "Am I seeing things? Six layers, Chu Yan's aura has already reached the sixth layer of Qi Refining!"

  "He had been hiding his true strength and fighting with Senior Brother all along, this... Seventh Layer, Qi Refining Seventh Layer..."

  "In just three months, I've gone from practicing Qi Gong at level one to level seven... no, eight! I've actually reached the eighth level of Qi Gong!"

  With that sentence from the referee who had been building up his anger for a long time, the whole scene was completely blown up.

  Three months, from Qi Refining stage to eight consecutive upgrades, this speed is simply divine.

  "How is it possible?"

  Zhitian Lie stood up directly, and his mind was already a complete blank.

  "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

  Hua Mengqi's face was shocked and somewhat resentful. If Chu Yan had told her earlier, how could she have written a letter of divorce?

  "Good boy ~ long day, your son did not disappoint you ~"

  Xuan Qing's heart was deeply moved and he couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia, thinking back to his previous conversation with the sect, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

  "You scoundrel, how dare you deceive me, you..."

  Ruo Xi clenched her teeth and tightened her small fist, looking fierce, but in her heart, she was actually extremely delighted.

  At this moment, Chu Yan is showing off his skills without reservation in front of everyone. This moment he wants to be the focus of all eyes, today is just the starting point for his rise!

  PS: The second update is delivered, a bit late, haha!