Twenty-five, The Majesty of Taiji

  Just as Shi Yong was about to take a step, he heard Shi Ba's unique deep voice: "Dao Zhang is indeed brilliant, Shi Ba admires." The voice revealed a sincere and genuine admiration.

  Shi Yong glanced over and saw that Shi Ba had restored his original image of a robust man with scars, except that the beast skin on his shoulders was gone, and there were sword marks all over his body. Even the long hair behind his head was gone, leaving only a small tuft like a rabbit's tail. At this moment, he was speaking to Xun Daozi with his hands clasped together in a sincere expression, even the ferocious scars on his face seemed somewhat softened, showing that he had truly submitted.

  It's actually normal, this is just a small dwelling place of the Wu tribe's Hou Tu clan, these Wu tribe residents have never seen 'Shang Qing Jian Jue' and other divine techniques, naturally they are intimidated, and still dare to be arrogant in front of the strong who possess such divine techniques. As for Xun Daozi's earlier move, it was misunderstood by Shi Ba as intentional, leaving himself with just enough room to maneuver, allowing him to suffer some minor injuries that didn't cause real harm, a slight punishment for underestimating himself. This train of thought in his mind scared Shi Ba himself, and he couldn't help but admire such a masterful person.

  At this moment, Xun Daozi was far from the enlightenment of a high-ranking cultivator. The sword just now made him realize the power of the "Upper Clear Sword Manual", and at the same time, he gained some new insights. The sword just now unintentionally matched the sword intent of the "Upper Clear Sword Manual" of Tongtian, making Xun Daozi easily use his sword moves and emit sword energy, making him understand why he couldn't emit sword energy even though his moves were correct when practicing normally. After this battle, he will master the "Upper Clear Sword Manual" faster. However, if used in actual combat at this time, he still can't control the release of his moves at will. Such a powerful sword manual requires further practice to truly master it as soon as possible.

  Xun Daozi pondered in his heart while also paying attention to the situation on the scene. At this moment, hearing Shi Bao's words, he was also somewhat pleased and bowed his head saying: "Earlier, I lost my hand, I have offended you, please don't take it to heart."

  Shi Ba hastily clasped his fists and said: "The Taoist priest is indeed wise, it would be better if he didn't bother to enlighten us." His tone was sincere.

  At this time, Shi Yong also arrived at the scene and came to Xun Daozi's front. Hearing the conversation between the two, he laughed loudly: "Dao Chang's skills are excellent, we have all seen it, I hope Dao Chang won't blame us for our mistakes, and please point out our shallow skills."

  The people around heard Shi Yong's words and looked at Xun Daozi with hopeful faces for a moment.

  Xun Daozi hastily said: "Tribe leader, you're overpraising me. I'm really not worthy of it. I'm not the brilliant person you all say I am. I just roughly understand some shallow and simple techniques, which aren't worth mentioning. To mutually sharpen and exchange skills to improve together is my wish as well. I also hope that everyone won't hold back, and will offer guidance, for which I would be especially grateful." Xun Daozi indeed had the intention of sparring with these witch tribe members, hoping to use this opportunity to hone himself. This was a rare chance to practice with others, so how could he not make good use of it?

  Everyone who heard Xun Daozi's words was enlightened, and from his words, it can be seen that he is willing to communicate with people like himself. This is not to say that one can ask for his guidance, but if one were to receive guidance from such a high-minded scholar, the gain would be immense.

  Shi Yong was somewhat distracted, this is a rare good opportunity! It further stirred up his desire to fight with Xun Daozi.

  Shi Yong immediately took a step forward, bowed his fist to Xun Daozi and said: "I want to ask for advice from the Taoist priest, I hope the Taoist priest will not be stingy with his teachings." After finishing speaking, a pair of big eyes shone brightly and stared straight at Xun Daozi, with an excited and hopeful expression.

  Xun Daozi didn't expect his words to provoke Shi Yong. As for Shi Yong's strength, Xun Daozi still had some apprehension and didn't know if he could handle it. The "Upper Clear Sword Manual" he couldn't fully grasp yet, and just now he almost caused irreparable consequences. This was an unjustified and unprovoked situation; if he wasn't careful and hurt him, that would be bad. But since his words were already out, he couldn't take them back, and it wouldn't go over well if he didn't respond. Thinking of this, Xun Daozi decided to agree first and then talk later. So he bowed his head towards Shi Yong and said: "Since Tribe Leader Shi has invited me, I hope you will show mercy."

  Shi Yong burst out laughing and said: "Master Dao, there's no need to be overly modest. I really do hope Master Dao will not hesitate to teach me." After finishing speaking, he immediately took the lead.

  Shi Ba saw this and turned around to exit the scene, joining the crowd in excitedly staring at the two people in the arena.

  Xun Daozi saw that things had come to this, and not fighting back was no longer an option. It seemed that a battle was inevitable. However, the "Upper Clear Sword Technique" could not be used. What to do? It seemed that he could only try his own "Taiji Fist". Thinking of this, he slowly assumed a Taiji stance, his eyes slightly open, and immersed himself in the realm of Taiji.

  Shi Yong stood in the middle of the arena, adopting a stance. Xun Daozi also assumed a stance, but Shi Yong couldn't understand it no matter how hard he looked. At first glance, Xun's stance seemed relaxed and casual, but upon closer inspection, it was as if everything was connected, emitting an inexplicable aura that made Shi feel suffocated, as if he was being strangled. His heart was already racing with fear, and he could feel the pressure on his body growing heavier by the second.

  Shi Yong felt that if he didn't make a move, he would be crushed by this inexplicable pressure and lose all his strength. However, the quietly standing Xun Daozi obviously wouldn't launch an attack first.

  Shi Yong was somewhat entangled, he was the chief of a small tribe of the Wu clan and also the first brave warrior in the tribe, but now he was so stifled, completely suppressed by a young Taoist priest who couldn't see through his depth.

  Shi Yong didn't wait, if he waited, he would be afraid that even the courage to fight back would disappear, a warrior of the Wu tribe couldn't appear in such a situation.

  Shi Yong let out a loud roar, taking the lead in launching an attack, bringing with him a surging momentum that charged towards Xun Daozi. His moves were ferocious, his strength overwhelming, and he seemed to have the aura of being able to shatter even a great mountain if it stood before him. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived right in front of Xun Daozi.

  Xun Daozi was immersed in the realm of Taiji, extremely sensitive to his surroundings. Just as Shi Yong rushed forward and his massive fist struck towards him, under the influence of his internal energy, his body had already reacted instinctively, transforming the Taiji momentum into a Taiji boxing move - "Lan Que Wei" (Embracing Bird's Tail). He bowed his right leg to meet Shi Yong's incoming fist, with his right arm connecting with Shi Yong's massive fist. His left palm rested on the inner side of his right arm. In the instant when his arm and Shi Yong's fist connected, his arm rotated from outside to inside, dissipating Shi Yong's enormous power. As Shi Yong's strength slightly waned, Xun Daozi flipped both palms, taking advantage of the momentum to grab Shi Yong's wrist. With Shi Yong still charging forward, he pulled him to the left, and Shi Yong, unable to control his power, stumbled, his body tilting, his feet floating in mid-air. However, at this moment, Xun Daozi joined his two palms together, with his left palm pushing against the back of his right hand, striking Shi Yong's abdomen with a loud crash. The massive force sent Shi Yong's forward-leaning body arching backward, but just as he was about to fall, Xun Daozi caught him with both hands, pulling him back up. With his legs coiled and his waist rotating, he transmitted all his power into his arms, raising them high. In the instant when Shi Yong had no time to react, he fiercely slapped Shi Yong's abdomen, sending his massive body flying backward over ten feet away.

  All this happened in the blink of an eye, and most of the onlookers had not even seen clearly. Just as Shi Yong launched a fierce attack, he rushed to Xun Daozi's front, only to see Shi Yong fly backward and fall more than ten feet away. That was their clan leader, the invincible warrior in the clan, who was easily defeated like this, which was also unbelievable. The crowd looked at each other, seeing the look of astonishment in each other's eyes.

  At this time, Xun Daozi returned to that embracing Taiji posture and stood quietly.

  At this time, Shi Yong, who had fallen to the ground, got up and stood there in a daze. The intense pain in his abdomen made his face twitch from time to time. He knew that even if he was hit by those giant beasts, his body would not be injured at all. But being slapped twice made him feel like he had been hurt inside, and the pain was unbearable. How much power did he have? Even if he didn't transform into his true form, a full-force blow from him shouldn't be something an ordinary cultivator could easily withstand. Yet, that one blow of his clearly landed on the other's arm, so why did it feel like it had hit nothing but air? It was really strange.

  Shi Yong was still puzzled and had a hint of resentment in his heart, intending to fight again.

  Shi Yongqiang endured the severe abdominal pain, slightly moving around, and turned to look at Xun Daozi who was still standing in a strange posture more than ten feet away. A fierce battle intent rose up in his heart, and he let out a loud roar, like a thunderclap on a clear day. In an instant, he transformed into a giant over two meters tall, with a single horn growing from his head, two sharp fangs protruding from his massive mouth, a large waist, thick and powerful hind legs, feet like a gecko's, no tail, scales covering his body, a piece of beast skin wrapped around his waist, bony spines on his shoulders, palms like tiger claws, and a roar that shook the air.

  Shi Yong transformed into his true form, and in an instant, a massive aura burst forth from his body, causing the weaker witches around him to involuntarily retreat backward.

  Shi Yong let out another loud roar, his momentum surging. Xun Daozi remained unmoved, still standing quietly in the Taiji embracing posture, immersed in the realm of Taiji.

  Shi Yong let out a low growl, his legs stomping the ground as he leapt into the air. In mid-air, he flipped over, landing on his hands and feet, charging straight at Xun Daozi with incredible speed. His body transformed into a swift fire dragon, its massive pressure bearing down on Xun Daozi's motionless figure.

  Xun Daozi was immersed in the Taiji atmosphere, surrounded by mysterious tracks, and his body emitted a mysterious aura that made him seem somewhat illusory to the naked eye.

  Facing the enormous pressure brought by Shi Yong, Xun Daozi was completely unaware, and under the traction of his vital energy, his body naturally made an instinctive reaction. Facing Shi Yong's powerful blow that came out of thin air, he simply changed from embracing Taiji to a cross-hand stance, blocking Shi Yong's swift and fierce blow in mid-air. His feet sank into the stone surface more than a foot deep, and the flat stone surface was cracked with many cracks.

  Xun Daozi's feet twisted and kicked, his arms exerted force outward in a burst, a surge of power transmitted to Shi Yong's body, his suspended body involuntarily flying backward.

  Shi Yong quickly twisted his waist, did a backflip and landed on the ground, but also retreated two steps before stopping. Immediately afterwards, Shi Yong rushed forward again, launching a fierce attack at Xun Daozi like a stormy rain.

  Xun Daozi's hands moved in a blur, using Yun Shou to continuously dissolve Shi Yong's attacks. He was calm and composed, responding steadily, advancing and retreating with ease, shedding off Shi Yong's fierce and violent power.

  Suddenly, Shi Yong slammed out a fierce punch, bringing up a burst of violent wind pressure. Xun Daozi's eyes lit up, and he advanced instead of retreating, swinging his left arm to deflect the incoming fist, while his right arm pressed down on Shi Yong's deflected arm, forcing it downward. His recoiled left arm clenched into a fist and struck Shi Yong with the force of a massive hammer, the punching fist transforming into a gigantic hammer shadow that smashed into Shi Yong's body with incredible speed. All that could be heard was Shi Yong's muffled grunt as his enormous body flew backward once again.

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