Chapter 55: Struggling with Dao Techniques in Front of the Formation

  Just as the gray light was about to collide with the fierce sun thunder, the gray light suddenly burst open, and a huge black blind man three to five zhang high drilled out from inside. The black blind man gnashed his teeth and swallowed the fierce sun thunder in one mouthful.

  What kind of small monster can withstand the thunder and fire there? Even with the help of magic, this blind man is just struggling in vain. Suddenly, a muffled sound was heard, and the black blind man who had just swallowed the fierce sun thunder did not even have time to let out a miserable cry, and was instantly blown into countless pieces scattered all over the ground.

  However, the black blind man swallowed the fierce sun thunder, and this old air master hastily cast his spells and ran back to his own camp, never daring to come out again to shout about the destruction of the magic treasure.

  The old man's dark blind spot was not yet healed, and the black-robed Qi practitioner's hands fluttered about, like a mischievous child chasing butterflies, randomly grabbing at the dozens of gray lights. This move made the old Qi practitioner who had escaped back to his own array gnash his teeth in extreme heartache.

  "You, the Qi-refining warriors of the Imperial Court, only know how to secretly attack ordinary generals? Today, I, Daoist Master, have arrived here again. I wonder who among you dares to come out and secretly attack." The black-robed Qi-refining warrior shouted loudly with a ferocious face: "Quickly send out a few people to fight against the Daoist Master! Don't let that trash from earlier come out, lest they lose their lives for nothing!"

  "Brat! Your milk teeth haven't even fallen out, yet you dare to spout such nonsense. I think it's better for your sect to focus on cultivating in seclusion for another three to five hundred years before coming out again." As soon as the black-robed man finished speaking, a Qi-refining warrior leapt out from the Great Qi Imperial Army camp.

  He saw that the Qi master was about thirty years old, wrapped in a pelt of an unknown beast, with a round face, whiskers and tusks, sitting on top of a cow demon over one zhang tall, holding two iron hammers in his hands, without armor, only carrying a thick shield on his back.

  "Hmph! You have the qualifications to say that I'm arrogant? Truly ignorant of the heavens and the earth." The black-robed cultivator coldly snorted, too lazy to bother with his opponent, and with a flick of both hands, released a fierce fire thunderbolt to blast him.

  The cultivator riding the cow demon wasn't afraid at all, and with a clash of his twin hammers, a deafening crash was heard, as if mountains were crumbling and the earth was splitting. The sound of the drums and thunder from the front lines of both armies was suppressed by more than half just from the collision of the twin hammers.

  A pair of hammers collided, and a streak of black light flew out from the double hammer and drilled into that red lightning fire. The fierce sun thunder was invaded by the black light and had no time to react, turning three or five circles in mid-air before suddenly disappearing without a trace. This move, however, greatly piqued the interest of the black-robed cultivator.

  "I didn't think you had such skills." The black-robed cultivator furrowed his brow and shouted loudly, "Hand over the techniques of this skill, and Master Dao will spare your life!" After speaking, he clapped his hands together, and dozens of fiery thunderbolts flew out from his hands, hovering around him and rotating, ready to attack the cultivator riding the cow demon at any moment.

  "Bully the weak, aren't you ashamed? If you have the ability, come down and let's fight with our weapons for 300 rounds. If you can defeat me, I'll listen to your orders from now on, until death." The face of the practicing Qi warrior riding the cow demon suddenly turned ugly.

  Sneaking a glance at his own camp, he saw no one coming to rescue him, and suddenly felt resentful: "Damn! You bunch of scoundrels told me that the opponent can only drop one thunder fire at a time, but today they dropped dozens of them all at once. How am I supposed to survive? Poor me, I had just saved up enough crystal stones to return to the mountain and plant a few acres of good land for retirement, but you deceived me and ruined my life." The cow-riding Qi-refining warrior secretly lamented in his heart, yet he refused to be killed by the opponent's thunder fire, which is why he spoke out these words.

  "Bullying the weak is Lord Tao's favorite pastime, and shame doesn't even exist for him. Come! Come! Come! If you're a real man, then compete with Lord Tao in martial arts, but using weapons would be laughable." The black-robed Qi Practitioner's mouth twitched involuntarily.

  His Taoist skills are well-versed and proficient, and his application of them is also quite impressive, making it difficult for others to find fault. However, when it comes to close combat, he hasn't mastered it yet. If he were to engage in a real fight with someone, even if he had the upper hand, he would still likely end up getting beaten into a pulp by his opponent. So why would he use his weaknesses to compare himself to others' strengths?

  "Get down here, you bird brain!" The cow-riding Qi warrior was also a bit of a dullard. He knew that close combat was just as important to Qi warriors as their techniques, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get the words out. As a result, he couldn't entice his opponent down to fight him hand-to-hand. In a fit of rage, he hurled the iron hammer in his hand at the black-robed Qi warrior hovering in mid-air.

  "Go! Don't come in front of Master Dao." The black-robed cultivator snapped his fingers, and three to five blazing thunderbolts shot out from beside him, striking the iron hammer with a series of explosions. Although the iron hammer was melted into molten iron by the intense heat, it also sent that incredibly heavy iron hammer flying down.

  "I'll come and compete with you in the way of martial arts, to see if your skills are fierce or my abilities are strong." Just as the practitioner on the cow below was about to retreat with a slippery foot, he suddenly heard that another practitioner had arrived to assist him from behind, and his heart immediately settled down.

  He turned his head to look, and saw that the Qi-refining cultivator who had jumped out of this formation was standing on a brick with both feet. The brick shone with golden light, dazzlingly bright. Unfortunately, the Qi-refining cultivator was also wrapped in a mass of golden light, so he couldn't see his face. Nevertheless, the cow-riding Qi-refining cultivator still bowed his head and paid his respects, as if to thank him for helping him get out of an awkward situation.

  "Boundless Heaven Venerable! Fellow Daoists, don't leave, they're competing in aerial martial arts up there, we can also compete with our weapons down here." Just as the Iron Hammer-wielding Cow Riding Qi Practitioner was about to return to his own camp, Wang Guang spurred his horse and arrived at the forefront of the two armies.

  The warhorse's ears and eyes were bewildered by the Taoist magic, and it was fortunate that the warhorse was not afraid of the demonic beast under its opponent and the collision sounds of the Taoist magic in the sky.

  "You think you can compete with me in martial arts? Are you out of your mind? I see that you're tall and imposing, but you don't have much muscle, and you don't even have a weapon. Hurry up and go find some armor and a weapon to bring back, or else you'll suffer at my hands." This cow-riding Qi Gong master was also an idiot. Instead of charging forward with his twin hammers to fight Wang Guang, he was actually advising Wang Guang to go back and get his weapons and armor before coming back to fight, which made him a rather interesting person.

  "Just you wait and see my skills." Wang Guang let out a strange, cackling laugh, opening his mouth to spew out red copper sand. This red copper sand moved according to his will, with thousands of grains swirling around, instantly transforming into a chain mace. However, this chain mace was several times stronger than the ones used by ordinary warriors.

  Not to mention the thick and thin chain, let's just talk about the two hammers at the ends of the chain. Each hammer is as big as a human head, with not only inverted hooks and copper thorns all over its surface, but also a copper cone protruding from it, over a foot long. As the chain swings, the two hammers spin around, emitting waves of malevolent energy that swirls around, whipping up gusts of wind, sending sand and rocks flying, truly ferocious beyond compare.

  "Good trick." The cow-riding Qi practitioner, seeing this, not only didn't show fear, but instead burst out laughing. He patted the cow's head, and the cow demon spat out white smoke, its four hooves flying as it lowered its head, aiming its horns at Wang Guang's warhorse, which let out a loud whinny as it charged forward.

  The two hammers swung in mid-air, like two shooting stars, and smashed towards Wang Guang's head.

  "Hahaha! You've come at the right time!" Wang Guang spurred his horse's belly, and the warhorse charged forward. Two hammer-like fists, as big as cow heads, swung out to meet Liuxing.

  The two armies in front of the formation only heard a loud "hong" sound, which completely suppressed the war drums and thunder in front of the two armies. Some soldiers in the front line only felt their heads buzzing, their bodies shaking several times, almost falling to the ground with a thud.

  It was just a collision, Wang Guang sat down on his war horse and let out a mournful cry, but before he could even make a sound, the impact scattered his brains, and with a thud, he fell to the ground and couldn't get up again.

  Wang Guang didn't panic, he shrugged his shoulders, and a hundred miles of flowing light flew out from the hundred treasures bag at his waist and fell to his feet, forming a red glow. This guy stepped on the red light and rode a cow to practice his energy, killing each other with a clang, which really attracted the attention of many soldiers.

  Only two people were seen fighting and killing each other in a frenzy: one iron hammer was like a meteor, hitting one after another, the wind was howling with every hit; the other chain hammer was strange, smashing left and right, the chain was buzzing loudly, this head knocked flying that head came to meet it, the dark wind was whistling ominously.

  The iron hammer has the assistance of a cow demon, and the cow demon spits out white smoke like a short spear, extending and retracting unpredictably to stab randomly. The chain hammer has the protection of precious light, and the precious light flashes and revolves in a mass of red light, either resisting or extending. When the white smoke collides with the red light, the white smoke scatters and the red light explodes; when the red light wraps around the white smoke, the two tumble and entwine inseparably.

  On one side, the demonic cow was frantically kicking its hooves wildly, while on the other side, the precious light was flashing and rotating rapidly. For a moment, Wang Guang and the cow-riding Qi practitioner were evenly matched, each unable to gain the upper hand over the other in terms of their weapons.

  "Wah! Wah! Wah!" The two men fought dozens of rounds without a winner, Wang Guang was getting addicted to it, but the cow-riding Qi Gong master was anxious in his heart.

  It turns out that this guy's iron hammer looks like it's being wielded with skill, one move more ruthless than the last, but his own people know his true nature! His iron hammer may look fierce when swung, but he only knows one set of hammer moves. If he can't defeat his opponent after using all 49 routes of his Seven-Seven Iron Hammer technique, he'll have no choice but to reuse that same trick again, and that will definitely put him at a disadvantage.

  His heart was anxious and his hands moved even faster. In a short while, seven or eight rounds had passed, but the cow-riding Qi practitioner's moves were exhausted without gaining victory, and he suddenly became anxious.

  He let out a loud roar, pouring all his energy into the iron hammer. The pair of iron hammers danced wildly, causing Wang Guang to become flustered and panicked. Just as Wang Guang thought his opponent was about to unleash a powerful move, deploying some kind of divine magic, the cow-riding Qi practitioner suddenly turned around and fled back to his own camp.

  "You wicked Taoist, wait a bit here, I'll go back to eat and drink some wine and dishes, rest for a moment and then come back to fight with you. At this time, however, he was so hungry that he couldn't bear it, and couldn't bring out his true skills." The cow-riding Qi-practicing warrior shouted loudly while turning his head to look behind him, worried that Wang Guang would catch up.