Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 400: Fist Fighting (Part 5)

(Note: Chapters 397 and 399 are incorrectly segmented when the chapters were uploaded. "In literature, there is no first place; in martial arts, there is no second. Martial artists love fame and are happy to pursue it... This is the original content of Chapter 397, continuing from the previous text 'Inside the vast hall, similar plots of provocation and revenge are unfolding one after another...', then it introduces Zhang Ruoning, the head of Mingfeng Academy, and Chen Yuxiang, the chief disciple, followed by the dialogue in Chapter 398.)

Adding to Chapter 397: "Oh, isn't this Zhong Yunxiu, the head of the Nine-Bend Academy? Participating in the fist-fighting competition? I heard that a disciple named Yang Wei from your Nine-Bend Academy recently ran away while practicing? Well, it makes sense; a branch academy that's lagging behind in rankings and might be disbanded soon, what's the point of staying there?"

A soft, feminine voice rang out, and a woman dressed in a yellow dress with long hair reaching her waist, dressed like a young married woman, led the way. There were no wrinkles on her face, only her overall appearance was slightly older, and her overall temperament was mature and alluring.

"Hmph, Zhang Ruoning, you're talking more and more nonsense these days." Zhong Yunxiu retorted without any politeness, "You're over forty years old, yet you still dress so flamboyantly. No wonder Brother Tian didn't like you back then."

"What? What did you say? Say it again if you dare!" Zhang Ruoning, the head of Mingfeng Academy, flew into a rage, jumping up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "You widowed, sallow-faced woman, if I hadn't married you, he wouldn't have died..."

Zhong Yunxiu and Zhang Ruoning were originally good friends, but they were also rivals in love when they were young. In the end, Zhong Yunxiu won.

Although their relationship is still going strong, they always end up arguing about it whenever they meet.

Zhong Han and Chen Yuxiang exchanged a glance, smiled helplessly, and quickly left with their respective disciples.

The two headmasters were unwilling to listen to the private affairs of their youth. Chen Yuxiang, similar to Zhong Han, was the chief senior sister of Mingfeng Academy. The two had interacted many times and were quite familiar with each other.

"I've heard about Yang Wei's matter too..." Chen Yuxiang, dressed in a white outfit, showed disgust. "I even went out to eat with this person before, and we got along quite well. I never expected her to be this kind of person."

Leaving the branch school to pursue better development is something that people usually don't say much about.

But to deliberately withdraw during a crucial moment like a boxing match is blatant betrayal.

Traitors, no matter where they are, will never be liked.

"This matter is over, let's not talk about it anymore," Zhong Han said helplessly.

Adding to Chapter 399: "Han Yi had an idea. He was a highly methodical person; whether it would actually work was another matter, but he needed a solution to feel at ease. Frankly, it was a kind of psychological issue, seemingly stemming from an excessive pursuit of perfection, a form of obsessive-compulsive disorder."

"Oh right, I think there's something I need to do today..."

After finishing his daily cultivation, Han Yi looked up at the calm lake surface and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind.

It seems that Headmaster Zhong Yunxiu had previously instructed him that today was the day the boxing match would begin...

Thinking of this, Han Yi's expression changed.

He is a man of his word; if he promises someone something, he will definitely do it.

Originally, it shouldn't have been late, but who could have imagined that the poison pill Hu Ping brought was so potent that he couldn't withstand it and wasted some time.

"It probably hasn't started yet..." Han Yi thought uncertainly. He quickly got up and rushed off into the distance.

Inside the main hall of Jingtian Manor. "Be careful." Shen Qiuling took a step forward, her arms suddenly turning white, carrying wisps of white mist, like hail, and slammed hard into Ye Zhaozhao's face.

She possessed a true skill level of five and had her strength enhanced twice.

The first time she chose the burst speed of power, the second time she chose the degree of restriction.

After being strengthened twice, the Cold Yin Force, like a huge block of ice, froze, slowed down, and smashed through Ye Zhaozhao's protective force with unstoppable force.

If this hits hard, Ye Zhaozhao will either die or be seriously injured.

But Ye Zhaozhao remained calm, a smile playing on her lips as she raised her right arm and casually shielded herself from view.

Her strength coiled around her arms, like an invisible armor. This was the powerful characteristic of her strength that she had comprehended after reaching the fifth level of the Willow Dance True Skill—the Willow Armor.

Liu Kai can greatly enhance the protective effect of body-protecting force, possessing powerful counter-shock and defensive capabilities, and can elevate his own protective ability to the level of true mastery in a short period of time.

Bang! !

At this moment, Liu Kai unleashed his full power, his energy flowing and swirling around her. Shen Qiuling felt as if she had struck a piece of ironwood, unable to harm him at all.

The freezing effect attached to the Cold Yin Force has no effect on Liu Kai's special effects.

In addition, there was the powerful counterforce emanating from Ye Zhaozhao.

Shen Qiuling's expression changed, and she quickly distanced herself, bringing the two back to a face-to-face confrontation.

The two had been fighting for a while, evenly matched, with neither able to gain the upper hand.

After all, the two are evenly matched and it's a draw.

Every time Shen Qiuling found an opening in her opponent's defenses, the Willow Armor's properties were like an unbreakable tortoise shell—hard, disgusting, and with a recoil force. 'It's a pity. If I hadn't been injured before, if my foundation were intact, and if my strength were greater, I could have broken through the Willow Armor's properties…' she sighed inwardly.

Ye Zhaozhao also had sufficient defense, but not strong offense, so she couldn't do anything to Shen Qiuling.

"You're not bad..." she was about to say something polite.

However, while the two were having a great time fighting, the spectators below were getting impatient.

Yes, it's quite a sight to see two pretty girls fighting.

But even the most beautiful things lose their appeal after a while; it's like you punch me and I kick you.

"These two women, what are they going to do, drag it out like this?"

"Yeah, not even a scratch. It's not enough!"

"I'll go, I can do it too..." The surrounding disciples began to murmur louder.

"How about a draw in this round?" Zhong Han looked at Chen Yuxiang.

She and Chen Yuxiang were both the top disciples of their respective branches and the leaders of their respective hamlets.

The heads of various academies and other high-ranking officials sat in front and watched the battle.

“Not bad, let’s call it a draw. There’s no point in continuing…” Chen Yuxiang thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

“A draw? Senior Sister, I don’t think it’s necessary!” Suddenly, a male disciple from Mingfeng Academy stood up.

He was burly, imposing, and had sharp eyes. Compared to the others in Mingfeng Academy, he possessed a ruthless and resilient quality. It was like comparing a lion in the field to a little rabbit in a greenhouse.

"Senior Sister, I'll go and meet this Senior Sister Shen." He licked his lips, a hint of fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.

"This person...?!" Zhong Han looked at Chen Yuxiang in confusion. There seemed to be no information about this person in Mingfeng Academy's intelligence database.

"This is a new disciple accepted by the academy head, named Meng Ren..."

Before Chen Yuxiang could finish his introduction, Meng Ren strode straight toward the high platform.

Boom!

He jumped suddenly, causing the platform to tremble violently: "I am a disciple of Mingfeng Academy, and I have mastered the third level of True Skill. Meng Ren, Senior Sister, please enlighten me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he mustered his strength and punched Shen Qiuling.

Seeing this, Ye Zhaozhao had no choice but to stop and leave the scene.

Taking the initiative to step down is like her admitting defeat, but there's no other way; she can't exactly gang up on Shen Qiuling with Meng Ren.

but…....

A pang of pity flashed through her mind... pity for Shen Qiuling.

Meng Ren, that's a real monster...

Shen Qiuling glanced at the imposing force of Meng Ren's punch.

Speed ​​and strength, that is, the level of mastery of the third level of true skill.

I don't know what got into this guy that he dared to provoke him.

She smiled gently, slid forward and threw a hook punch, using her right hand to block while simultaneously slapping his shoulder with her left hand.

After all, it was just a fistfight. She had the advantage in cultivation level, and she couldn't very well bully someone weaker and seriously injure them. Getting them off the stage would be enough.

But to everyone's surprise, the moment her right palm made contact, her expression changed drastically.

A tremendous force suddenly surged from the opponent's fist. It wasn't just the force itself, but also carried an extremely powerful physical strength.

Caught off guard, she quickly turned around, withdrew her left hand, and tried to block the opponent's stance with both hands.

Thump!! It had no effect whatsoever. Like a rag doll, she was knocked back by Meng Renyi's punch.

Meng Ren was imposing, as if he didn't need to catch his breath at all, and kept throwing punch after punch.

The Dancing Willow True Skill of Mingfeng Academy was originally a set of true skills that focused on lightness and agility, and was mainly used to confuse and move around, and was a continuous exhaustion skill.

But in Meng Ren's hands, it was like a powerful and sweeping mountain-crushing fist technique, fierce and forceful, overwhelming people with its momentum.

At this point, he had a slight advantage, so he overwhelmed the opponent and tried his best to amplify this slight advantage.

Shen Qiuling, however, was overwhelmed and could only dodge. She simply couldn't believe it.

She possessed the fifth level of true skill cultivation, which was two levels higher than Meng Ren's.

But the result... was still a loss?!

Below the stage, Chen Yuxiang continued, "Meng Ren is a newly accepted disciple of the academy's head, who has been secretly training him. This person possesses immense talent and innate superhuman strength, and most importantly…."

"Senior Brother Meng?!"

Suddenly, a disciple exclaimed in surprise.

Zhong Han looked up.

Shen Qiuling finally couldn't hold back any longer, gathering power in her right palm and forcefully meeting Meng Renyi's punch.

Bang! ! !

Her face turned ashen, and a mouthful of blood welled up in her throat, which she forcefully suppressed.

The price of injury was the ability to create distance.