Shi Potian travels through Linghu Chong

Chapter 62: Is this how you Qi Sect use the Zixia magic skill?
"Boy, you don't think you can stop me like this, do you?"

Feng Qingyang looked at the vortex of true energy and was once again shocked by Shi Potian's unprecedented internal strength, but he sneered at Shi Potian's behavior.

His swordsmanship has reached the level of "no moves are better than moves", and every move is completely arbitrary and adaptable to the situation.

Apart from the use of sword light, this sword finger itself is extremely ordinary. It is only because it was him who stabbed it out, and it has endless subsequent changes, that it becomes unstoppable and undefendable.

It was simply a pipe dream for Shi Potian to want to deal with him by imitating his moves on the spot.

Feng Qingyang thought to himself: "If you can imitate my moves, can you also imitate my subsequent changes and my sword intent?" With a turn of his wrist, the ordinary stab instantly turned into something magical, and was stabbed out from bottom to top at an extremely clever and elusive angle.

Shi Potian didn't care about Feng Qingyang's words. He just insisted on his own idea. The moment Feng Qingyang changed his moves, he also changed his moves, using exactly the same movements and exactly the same diagonal moves.

puff!
Before the sword fingers touched each other, the sword light and the vortex of true energy had already collided.

Feng Qingyang's sword was extremely sharp and instantly broke through Shi Potian's Qi vortex.

However, Shi Potian's subsequent true energy surged over like the sea, covering the sky and the earth, and instead submerged the three-inch sword light and continuously dissipated it.

All I heard was a hissing sound, as if a red-hot iron was put into ice. The three-inch sword light shrank rapidly and its light dimmed.

The loss of true energy of both sides was more than ten to one.

However, Feng Qingyang knew very well how strong Shi Potian's internal strength was. Even with such a loss of true energy, he was still the one who suffered.

He changed his moves again without hesitation.

Shi Potian in front of him also made the same move. Not only were his moves exactly the same, even his elegant, free and unrestrained sword intent was exactly the same.

"How is this possible?!" Feng Qingyang opened his eyes wide, his heart full of disbelief.

Top swordsmanship masters can indeed imitate the opponent's moves and even the sword intent, but the prerequisite for such imitation is to first fully understand the opponent's sword intent. It is definitely not something that can be done by copying like Shi Potian.

He didn't know that the Arhat Subduing Demon Magic Skill that Shi Potian practiced allowed Shi Potian to put aside all worldly concerns and distractions at any time, raising his concentration to the extreme, and also allowing him to be in a state of "emptiness" and "nothingness".

Combined with the exponential growth of his five senses and six consciousnesses brought about by the Zixia magic art and his own terrifying talent and instinct, Shi Potian can perfectly replicate the movements and techniques he sees, as well as the martial arts will contained therein, like a mirror.

Even though Shi Potian himself didn't understand.

Feng Qingyang had never seen such a situation before. He changed his moves again. His sword skills instantly changed from being tricky to being simple and skillful, and his sword intent also changed from being casual and unrestrained to being upright.

Shi Potian didn't think so much at all. There was only Feng Qingyang in his eyes. He imitated Feng Qingyang's every move, and his sword techniques and sword intent also turned into the king's sword that was simple and elegant.

Feng Qingyang didn't believe in evil, and his sword skills and sword intentions kept changing.

But no matter how he changed, Shi Potian could perform it exactly the same, without any error.

In this case, the only option left for Feng Qingyang is to fight head-on.

But this is obviously a dead end.

With Shi Potian's true qi that was about to condense into a protective qi, he could at most make a bloody hole in Shi Potian's body, causing him to bleed a little and get injured.

If Shi Potian poked him with a finger, he would probably lose his life.

But dragging it on like this is not a solution.

His health was not good to begin with, and maintaining the three-inch sword light consumed a lot of internal energy. After just a few moments, he was already running out of strength.

Shi Potian did not blush or breathe heavily, his internal strength seemed to be endless, and he urged it unscrupulously.

Feng Qingyang was unwilling to admit defeat like this, and he quickly came up with an idea. When he changed his tactics again, he pretended to be exhausted, staggered, and left his vital parts of his chest completely exposed to Shi Potian.

Shi Potian rushed forward without hesitation. Feng Qingyang's eyes lit up, and he put his right hand together to form a sword finger, avoiding Shi Potian's sight. He was about to stab, but then he heard Shi Potian's anxious and worried voice: "Old man, are you okay? I...I...I'm sorry!"

Feng Qingyang paused as Shi Potian had already reached his side. He put his hand on the Shiquan acupoint on his back. Zixia true qi continuously poured into him, helping to nourish his body.

This kid...

Feng Qingyang secretly sighed. He knew how much this would consume his internal energy. He stopped Shi Potian and said, "That's enough. Although your internal energy is deep, it can't be used like this."

Shi Potian smiled and said, "Uncle, it's okay. I do this for Xiao Huang every day and I'm very skilled at it."

Feng Qingyang was shocked: "Do this every day? Who is Xiao Huang? Does Yue Buqun know?"

Although internal energy can be restored, it takes time. If the time spent on practicing internal skills is used to restore internal energy, it will naturally affect the improvement of one's own strength.

Shi Potian said: "Xiao Huang is the dog I raised, of course my master knows it."

Feng Qingyang: “???”

Feng Qingyang's eyes widened, and he could no longer maintain his calm demeanor. He asked in disbelief, "Is this how you Qi Sect members use the Purple Cloud Divine Art now?"

Shi Potian nodded.

This is how his master used Zixia Qi to help him regulate his body in the beginning.

Feng Qingyang muttered to himself, "It is said that it is difficult to change a person's nature, is Yue Buqun a special case? Did I misunderstand him?"

Feng Qingyang thought about how Shi Potian had used the Zixia magic to smell and find someone, and felt that he might have really misunderstood Yue Buqun.

How could such a person be so rigid!

This is simply too much!
It was so severe that even he, a Sword Sect disciple who had always been willful and unrestrained, could not accept it!

Shi Potian heard Feng Qingyang's whisper and quickly said, "Old man, my master is really a good man. I will tell him about your wish to enter the cave tomorrow. He will definitely agree..."

Feng Qingyang interrupted, "No need. I've been in this cave for so many years, and there's nothing good to go into. How did you manage to imitate my swordsmanship exactly?"

Shi Potian asked doubtfully: "I will do whatever you do, isn't that enough?"

Feng Qingyang: "..."

It's just pure imitation, but he can even imitate the sword intent. This kind of talent is beyond the description of terrifying!
This leaves absolutely no way out for sword practitioners in the world!
Feng Qingyang was somewhat glad that he was not active in the same era as Shi Potian, but he was also full of regrets.

When he was young, he had few rivals in swordsmanship. If he had an opponent like Shi Potian at that time, his attainments in swordsmanship would certainly be higher than they are now.

Likewise, he couldn't help but sigh secretly: "If this kid was born twenty years earlier, the sword energy battle would not have happened."

Feng Qingyang's personality seems to be very similar to Linghu Chong's, both are willful and unrestrained, but they are completely different in nature.

Linghu Chong is unwilling to take any responsibility and likes to drink to escape reality. When he can't escape, he just gives up.

Feng Qingyang takes responsibility extremely seriously, this is true for the Sword Sect, for Dugu Qiubai, and even more so for the Huashan Sect.

In the original time and space, he just saw Linghu Chong's defense being broken by the evil sect's moves that cracked the Huashan swordsmanship in the secret cave of Siguo Cliff, so he couldn't help but show up and take action, letting Linghu Chong know that the Huashan swordsmanship was not that weak. This is an obvious example.

Now seeing Shi Potian, a genius who was destined to lead the Huashan Sect to rise, Feng Qingyang could no longer suppress his love for his master and said, "Let's do it again."

Seeing Shi Potian using the Purple Cloud Divine Art again, he stared at him closely and quickly added: "Don't copy me this time. Collect some internal energy and use all the sword techniques you know. Let me see how far you can go."

(End of this chapter)