Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 401 Fist Fight (Part 6)

Shen Qiuling is experienced in combat and knows the importance of seizing the initiative and maintaining rhythm in battle.

If she keeps following the opponent's rhythm in this kind of back-and-forth fighting, it's obvious that after a few more rounds, her room to maneuver will be completely compressed.

Only by creating distance and overwhelming the opponent with lightning speed and power can the battle be ended quickly.

She took a deep breath, and layers of energy quickly spread and wrapped around her palms, causing wisps of white mist to rise into the air.

This is an air freezing phenomenon caused by a rapid drop in temperature.

"Secret Technique - Ice Blast!" she shouted in a low voice, her figure flashing.

The next instant, she appeared behind Meng Ren like lightning, slamming her palms hard into his back, striking his vital points. "That's it?!" Meng Ren laughed as if he had expected it. Without even turning his head, his muscles rapidly expanded, filling his blue short jacket completely.

On his exposed skin, continuous black lines spread rapidly, like tree roots growing and extending to all parts of his body.

boom!

Shen Qiuling struck out with her palm, but felt a powerful shockwave coming from her body.

'How is this possible?!' She was shocked.

Even though he had already broken through the person's protective energy, the toughness of the opponent's body was beyond imagination... it was like a tree.

The Icefall Technique, upon contact with the human body, causes local muscles to freeze rapidly, resulting in frostbite.

But it had no effect on this person.

"This?!" A hint of surprise flashed in Zhong Han's eyes. She had fought against Shen Qiuling's Ice Explosion Secret Technique before and knew its power.

Although it consumes a great deal of energy, its explosive power, speed, and strength are astonishing. Even she would be able to gain the upper hand in a head-on confrontation.

But Meng Ren didn't dodge or evade...

Chen Yuxiang continued in her ear, "Meng Ren, besides his extraordinary talent and innate superhuman strength, the most crucial thing is that he possesses the Ironwood Body, making his entire body incredibly hard and without any flaws, perfectly suited to the Willow Dance True Skill..."

As they were talking, the changes on the high platform were as swift as a rabbit leaping and a sparrow swooping.

"It's boring!"

In an instant, a hint of disappointment flashed in Meng Ren's eyes. He turned around abruptly and punched Shen Qiuling in the shoulder.

With a thud, he was knocked off the platform.

"Too weak. Does anyone else from the Nine-Bend Academy have anyone stronger?" Meng Ren looked down at the people from the Nine-Bend Academy without any politeness.

He was a martial arts fanatic by nature; otherwise, he wouldn't have rushed up to challenge an opponent whose cultivation level was several levels higher than his own.

As a result, all I encountered were these good-looking but useless people.

He has little practical combat ability; his attacks are weak and lack power; he hesitates when making moves; he has never actually seen blood.

The most ridiculous thing is that before using the secret technique, they will say its name, which looks impressive, but isn't that just stupid behavior?

Isn't this just blatantly telling others to be on their guard?

Those independent cultivators, even if they are just children, will sneak around and use their special moves to attack from behind when no one is paying attention.

Back then, he remembered that when he participated in the Demon Hunting Conference and carried out the encirclement and suppression of the Green-Clad Alliance members, those guys... were all extremely treacherous.

Hidden in the dense forest, dressed in green, living in a treehouse, they frequently release poison or use hidden weapons to injure people from behind, employing a variety of insidious methods.

If he hadn't possessed the Ironwood Body, he might not have been able to return.

If it were that lady from Jiuquyuan who went there, she probably wouldn't survive a day before being drugged, dragged away, and eaten.

"you?!!!"

After Shen Qiuling was knocked off the platform by Meng Ren, she was helped up by two disciples. Upon hearing this, she immediately flew into a rage.

She was able to cultivate to the fifth level of true skill, and her aptitude and talent were among the best of all the disciples, so naturally she also had her own pride.

She wasn't immune to defeat before, but when had she ever suffered such humiliation? Although she could tell the man opposite her was a straightforward, martial arts fanatic, to have him speak like this in front of so many academy leaders and high-ranking disciples…

How could she possibly stand it?

"Senior sister, you rest first, I'll take care of it." Guo An, with a solemn expression, stepped forward.

"No, I..." Shen Qiuling struggled, still wanting to go on stage to take revenge and tear Meng Ren's foul mouth to shreds.

"Alright, Qiuling, you take a rest. Let Guo Anqu go." Zhong Han had already left her seat and was standing at the front of the stage, her face serious.

“Okay…” Shen Qiuling reluctantly agreed.

"I am a disciple of the Nine-Bend Academy, Guo..." Guo An stepped onto the stage and was about to introduce himself.

"No need to say anything," Meng Ren interrupted, shrugging indifferently. "Anyway, you'll be lying down later, so it doesn't matter whether I say my name or not."

"What arrogance!" Guo An's face twitched, his anger already ignited by these words.

However, he remained calm and prepared to adopt a steady and methodical approach.

His strength level was similar to Shen Qiuling's, but the key point is that Shen Qiuling had already expended a lot of energy when she fought Ye Zhaozhao.

In addition, Shen Qiuling had been injured outside before and had some chronic illnesses, so her body was not suitable for long-term fighting. It was normal for her to make a mistake.

Meng Ren was only at the third level of true skill. Even if he had some physical talent, martial arts battles ultimately relied on the consumption of energy.

With his fifth level of true skill and his strength enhanced twice, the generation, storage, and depth of his strength must be greater than that of his opponent's third level of cultivation. As long as he steadily wears down his opponent, victory is assured.

Without further ado, the two began to fight.

As soon as they exchanged blows, Guo An understood why Shen Qiuling had been dodging and weaving, not daring to confront Meng Ren head-on.

After exchanging a few punches, he felt a dull ache, numbness, redness, and swelling in his forearm, as if he was about to reach his limit.

Meng Ren possessed immense strength, seemingly of the type with overwhelming power, yet with the enhancement of the Willow Dance True Skill, he was also incredibly fast.

What baffled him even more was that, after the force of the collision was neutralized, his fifth-level cultivation, which had been strengthened twice, seemed to have no effect on his opponent.

However, Meng Ren's strength carried a strange toxin that could penetrate the protective barrier, seep into the skin and muscles, and reach the core, restricting the body's movement.

"I told you that your Nine-Bend Academy is no good, but you didn't believe me. Why don't you just admit defeat? You're just spouting useless nonsense."

As the match progressed, Meng Ren grew impatient. He took the initiative to go on stage to find a stronger opponent to fight and hone his skills.

And that's it?!

These people, who all claimed to be experts, looked quite intimidating with their bulging blood and qi.

But it's completely useless. What's the use of just honing your internal strength? Without real combat experience and a strong physique, in reality, you're practically a weakling, only good at bullying those with weaker internal strength.

Thinking about this, he became increasingly frustrated. He had come here to become stronger, which was why he had agreed to join the Mingfeng Academy with that old woman.

"Damn it, I'm so annoyed. I've been putting up with you for ages." He growled and looked at Guo An.

boom! ! !

He raised his right fist, and his thick arm slammed down on him.

With power and speed like a cannonball, it also produced a dull whistling sonic boom in the air.

Guo An's expression changed drastically as a visible white shockwave rushed towards him like lightning.

"Secret Technique - Ice Barrier!" He crossed his hands, forming a cross shape, and layers of cold, yin energy, like mountains, overlapped to form a chilling, slowing zone.

His two enhancements of strength were both focused on strengthening his defensive capabilities. Therefore, the characteristics he grasped were similar to the principle of "defense against attack" and "attack within defense."

This means that when he activates the Ice Barrier Secret Technique, even one-tenth of his strength is enough to withstand several-tenths of the opponent's strength!