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"Your martial arts skills and fist techniques are quite outstanding. Under normal circumstances, I might be eager to teach you a thing or two. Unfortunately, the timing is not right now. Don't blame me for using my spiritual energy to bully you. If you don't want to die, get lost!"

Cao Poshi's words echoed, carrying an inexplicable sense of grandeur that made everyone's eardrums ache. His imposing manner suggested that he was about to unleash a world-shaking move.

But the next moment, goosebumps suddenly rose on Tang Ping's left arm. Accompanied by a slight vibration in the air, a dark blue claw with sharp nails silently reached out.

This move was not only incredibly fast, but also silent. Ling Chong wouldn't have had time to react, and Yuan Ji could react directly, but he still couldn't keep up with Cao Poshi's speed. Only Tang Ping reacted quickly and swiftly, even recognizing the move the opponent used immediately.

Dragon-shaped Fist and Claw Technique in Shaolin Kung Fu!

"Sizzle!"

With the sound of leather being torn, Cao Poshi ripped Tang Ping's sleeve off with a single claw.

sleeve!?

Cao Poshi sensed something was wrong and was about to back away when the sleeve he had torn off seemed to come alive, rolling up and wrapping around his wrist. Tang Ping's left hand, touching the sleeve, reached up to his arm and twisted it.

"A snake hides within a tortoise! ​​The Black Tortoise devours the body!"

Cao Poshi instantly recognized the move Tang Ping used; it was a move from Wudang boxing specifically designed to counter the Dragon Form Claw Technique. He was greatly alarmed, because it meant that his opponent had seen through his move.

He had clearly been using Eagle Claw Kung Fu from Xingyi Quan before, and his sudden change of moves was intended to mislead people's judgment, but he was still recognized.

How did the opponent distinguish between the two techniques, both being claw techniques, in an instant?

Shocked as he was, Cao Poshi possessed the spiritual power "Perfect and Wishful Thinking," and his mind remained in a state of perfection, unshaken by emotions. Immediately, his arm muscles trembled violently, and instead of retreating, he advanced, his arm seemingly transforming into a great dragon, about to take flight.

Cao Poshi's move "Azure Dragon Rising from Water" was by no means the correct response, and it was even restrained by Tang Ping's "Black Tortoise Devouring the Body". However, the restraint relationship in boxing is only relative. Just as water restrains fire in the Five Elements, as long as the fire is strong enough, it can still burn water into steam.

Shaolin and Wudang, the pillars of Mount Tai and the Big Dipper.

This claim has been taken as gospel by many, who believe it has existed since ancient times. However, it only became popular in modern times because of martial arts novels. In fact, there was not much enmity between the two families in history, and Zhang Sanfeng was not a disciple of Shaolin Temple at all.

However, martial artists who practice boxing value their reputation the most. If many people in the martial arts world talk about it, even falsehoods become truths. Even if it's just to save face, they must take their opponents seriously. Otherwise, if they lose a move in a fight and people say that Shaolin lost to Wudang, or Wudang lost to Shaolin, they'll probably be scolded to death by their elders when they get back.

Therefore, both Shaolin and Wudang practitioners would study their opponent's boxing techniques and martial arts to find weaknesses and develop ways to counter them.

With the blessing of the Buddhist world, Cao Poshi's physical fitness has greatly improved. He intends to rely on his numerical advantage to forcefully break through Tang Ping's strangulation, and then, from his superior position, unleash an unavoidable Shaolin Mountain-Suppressing Fist, which will completely crush Tang Ping, or at least severely injure him if he doesn't kill him.

However, a phantom image of Lingge suddenly appeared behind Tangping, and a golden lotus flower appeared out of thin air, with swastikas flashing on each petal, radiating a holy and gentle light.

As a realm, the Buddhist world lacks the ability to distinguish friend from foe. Any item with Buddhist attributes can be enhanced. The golden Buddhist flower absorbs Buddhist energy and transforms into a lotus platform, further enhancing its effect and making the soup screen even more majestic and solemn.

With the blessing of the spirit and the help of the environment, Tang Ping's power also increased significantly. Although the increase was not as great as Cao Poshi's, it clearly narrowed the gap between the two and brought the opponent back to the realm of skill competition.

The left hand coiled like a giant python, pressing down on the Azure Dragon again, preventing it from gaining momentum.

"You're also a Buddhist spiritual master!"

Cao Poshi almost cursed out loud, "What kind of Buddhist spiritualist are you using Wudang Tai Chi? Is that appropriate? Do you really think Buddhism is Taoism?!"

However, the arrow was already on the bowstring and had to be released. Since things had come to this point, he had no time to change his tactics and could only continue with the original strategy of using the Mountain-Suppressing Fist.

Shaolin Zhenshanquan is divided into ten routines, hence it is also known as Shaolin Ten Routes Zhenshanquan. It includes Gongliquan, Yingmenzhang, Tanglianshou, Sanqing Zhuge, Xiaowuzhang, Dipantui, Qixingjia, Baguazhang, Dasimen, and Maifuquan. The routines are compact, simple and unadorned, with each move focused on practicality and emphasizing hardness in practice.

Cao Poshi stomped his foot to unleash his full power, and with a palm strike, it was as if a heaven-turning seal had fallen on his head. The veins on his arm bulged, as hard as steel, perfectly embodying the idea that "hitting a fist has the force to pierce through a mountain cave, and stepping down has the intention to take root in the ground."

However, Tang Ping's right hand wrapped around the opponent's arm, and the two hands worked together to resist. His spine was like a spring, and his body shrank down. It looked as if he was unable to win the contest and was being bent by his opponent, but in reality, it was just the force of gravity that deflected the force.

With a loud bang, Tang Ping's feet sank three inches into the ground, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ground beneath him, deflecting all of Cao Poshi's palm force back to the earth.

The tortoise represents defense, the snake represents offense; the tortoise represents stillness, the snake represents initiative.

Tang Ping's body bent down like a turtle retracting its head, using its thick shell to block the opponent's impact. Then, it rebounded strongly, its hands intertwining like two giant pythons rolling around, tightly gripping the opponent's arm.

Cao Poshi tried to back down, but there was no way to escape. Tang Ping's ten fingers transformed into claws, the tips digging directly into the flesh, like snake fangs biting the arm.

Cao Poshi felt a sharp pain and knew that he had failed in one move, misjudged the type of his opponent's spirit, and was now in danger. Without hesitation, he immediately roared with the sound of tigers and leopards, his spiritual power exploded and his blood and qi surged, his essence and qi acted at the same time. His eye sockets almost burst open, and his hair stood on end with each hair sticking up like needles, just like the legendary "hair standing on end in anger".

Immediately, he stomped his foot again to gain momentum, his body shook, and hidden energy erupted from various acupoints in his arms, dense and sharp, like a rain of pear blossom needles in a martial arts novel. At the same time, his muscles trembled violently, simulating a bouncing spear, about to throw Tang Ping away.

With just this one move, Tang Ping confirmed that the opponent had indeed reached the realm of Transformation Force, and had been immersed in this realm for a long time, mastering the power of perfect balance, and could unleash hidden force while simultaneously striking out peak manifest force.

However, Cao Poshi still made the wrong choice. If he had placed his bet on the Spirit Grid and entered into a deep Spirit Grid resonance, he could have unleashed his spiritual power to forcefully attack Tang Ping. Tang Ping would have been helpless, after all, the difference in cultivation level was there, and there was no technique that could make up for it.

However, Cao Poshi was too confident in his martial arts, believing that no one in the world could surpass him in this aspect. In fact, his confidence in martial arts was even stronger than that in Lingge. After all, third-grade spiritual energy users were extremely rare, with only a few dozen in the country alone, while he had never encountered a master of the Transformation Realm. He considered himself unparalleled in the world.

Tang Ping was the one who "came from the sky." He used the Tai Chi listening technique to anticipate Cao Poshi's intentions and predicted all of his opponent's power patterns based on his muscle reactions. He opened the acupoints in his arms, absorbed the opponent's surging hidden power into his body, sat on his hips with his dantian, and sank his feet, directing all of it to the ground. At the same time, his body also trembled with the shaking of the opponent's arms. At first glance, it seemed as if he and Cao Poshi had become one, achieving resonance and completely dissipating the vibrational force.

Seeing that his killing move had been neutralized, Cao Poshi sensed something was wrong and launched a flying knee kick.

Unfortunately, he was still a step too slow. Tang Ping raised his leg to kick and defend, while simultaneously using his hands to exert force, twisting, tearing and pulling!

The two men's legs collided with a loud bang, and they were both forced back. Cao Poshi felt a sharp pain in his right arm. When he looked up, he found that his right hand had been torn off at the shoulder. Blood splattered everywhere, muscles were exposed, and bones were protruding.

Tang Ping casually tossed Cao Poshi's right arm away as if throwing away trash, then pressed his advantage, giving his opponent no chance to breathe. With a stomp of his foot, he unleashed a punch like an arrow.

If Cao Poshi's injuries were to an ordinary person, he would not be able to continue fighting, and would die from excessive blood loss if he was not rushed to the hospital for treatment. However, he simply shook his right shoulder, and the muscles at the wound moved, which stopped the bleeding.

However, knowing he was in danger, he abandoned his airs as a third-level psychic and decisively entered a state of deep spiritual resonance. His body began to twist and deform, his skin developed bronze scales, his back joints grew out of control and tore his clothes, fleshy wings burst out from his spine, his fingernails turned into half-foot-long hooks, and even his hair turned into crimson gold feathers.

Cao Poshi blocked Tang Ping's attack with his horizontal arm and was about to use the momentum to retreat and create distance before flying into the air. However, after Tang Ping threw a punch, his forward momentum did not diminish at all. He stuck close to his opponent, throwing punch after punch, pressing Cao Poshi down so that he could not fly at all.

Tang Ping was using the classic Tai Chi move "Bending the Bow to Shoot the Tiger" at this moment, combined with the Tai Chi Five Fists Method. It was truly unparalleled in its power and ferocity. Unless one had trained their entire spine to the highest level of combining softness and strength, it would be impossible to execute. Not only did he execute it, but he also had a long and steady breath. With each punch, his entire spine arched forward, and he lunged forward, not allowing his opponent to create distance.

He seemed to have transformed into a top archer, using his spine as a bow and his arms and fists as arrows, each punch like shooting an arrow from either side.

Cao Poshi, unable to withstand the attack with his single arm, was forced to retreat step by step, his blood churning. However, he remained calm, for behind him lay the Yuan River. Once he reached the water's surface, his opponent would be unable to pursue him, allowing him to easily take to the air.

This idea turned into unbelievable fear when he saw Tang Ping chasing after him relentlessly while walking on the water.

"Water-repelling supernatural power! Lotus blossoms at every step! What kind of supernatural power do you possess?"

Cao Poshi was understandably shocked, as Tang Ping seemed to possess the lightness skill of martial arts, stepping on the river surface to continue rushing forward. With each step, water splashed up and burst forth, transforming into lotus flower shapes that scattered in all directions.

From a third-person perspective, it truly is a magnificent sight, with lotus blossoms appearing at every step.

As a master of internal energy transformation, Cao Poshi also possessed the supernatural ability to walk on water and traverse rivers. However, he could only keep the water above his knees and could not walk on the surface of the river like Tang Ping. Furthermore, he could not fight while walking on water, as the force rebounding from the water would cause him to lose his balance and be unable to maintain the precise exertion of force with his feet, causing him to sink directly to the bottom of the water.

Tang Ping remained silent, only relentlessly attacking, the air crackling with the sound of metal clashing against stone wherever his fists passed.

At this moment, he had used all his skills to the fullest and had no energy left to speak.

The two sides advanced and retreated, still fiercely clashing. Golden waves of energy spread like a tsunami, shaking the river water into the air, where it condensed into a huge water curtain, which was then instantly evaporated into a white mist by the high temperature.

With his enhanced physical abilities after the resonance of the spirit, and his calm and composed mindset, Cao Poshi managed to barely withstand Tang Ping's fierce attack. However, he could only defend and retreat, unable to counterattack. Both sides were holding their breath, waiting to see who would give up first.

At this moment, a sudden burst of spiritual pressure erupted from the side. It was because Ling Chong, after receiving the blessing of the Buddhist world, had made his golden body Dharma form even more powerful. He wielded the Vajra Pestle with earth-shattering power and smashed it towards the golden rooster.

The golden rooster raised its head and crowed, emitting a golden beam of light that collided with the Vajra Pestle. The energy released caused the surface of the Yuan River to sink several feet in an instant.

Ling Chong chanted mantras rapidly, and the Buddha's light surged around his Dharma image. Ancient Sanskrit characters appeared on the Vajra Pestle. With a deafening roar, the Vajra Pestle shattered the pillar of light and smashed the golden rooster's head with a single blow!

The golden rooster shattered with a thud, its golden feathers raining down on the Yuan River. Ling Chong did not stop for a moment, and then used his golden body to attack Changde City. The city walls collapsed under the powerful force, and the jade stone engraved with runes turned into dust. The entire city swayed precariously in the golden light.

Cao Poshi caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye and felt extremely anxious. Even though his perfect and content state of mind prevented him from panicking, he couldn't help but be distracted by it.

Seizing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Tang Ping suddenly surged forward, his body radiating Buddhist light. He slowly extended his palms, revealing the "Great Compassion Palm of Tathagata," a spiritual martial art he had only recently learned.

Two golden palm prints, imbued with compassion and majesty, blasted through the air. Cao Poshi sensed the danger and tried to dodge, but it was too late. He could only hastily gather his spiritual power and manipulate the water to form a continuously extending wall of water in front of him.

The golden palm print crashed into the wall of water, shattering and crushing everything in its path, before striking Cao Poshi amidst the splashing water, unleashing a burst of brilliant energy.

Cao Poshi was severely injured again. The powerful palm strike caused him to cough up blood, and his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string. However, he did not give up. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he broke free from Tang Ping's entanglement, flapped his wings, and transformed into a streak of light, rushing into the crumbling city of Changde.

On the other side, Sophia panicked when she saw her leader fleeing back to the city. Already at a disadvantage, she had no will to fight and wanted to retreat back to the city as well. However, Zhao Yeman held her tightly, not giving her any chance to escape.

Left with no other choice, Sophia had to take a desperate gamble and secretly summoned the Ghost Spider in an attempt to parasitize and control Zhao Yeman.

Chapter 231 Their Own Battles

To ensure the plan's success, Sophia Adam entered a state of spiritual resonance, her golden hair flowing freely. With a wave of her hand, nine crimson pillars of flame shot into the sky, sweeping towards Zhao Yeman like nine fire dragons.

The surface of the flame pillar was covered with eerie purple flame runes. Wherever it passed, the air twisted into vortexes, and the river water was instantly evaporated by the high temperature, sending up plumes of white smoke.

Zhao Yeman touched the ground with her toes, and a layer of frost suddenly appeared around her. She shook her longsword, and ice-type spiritual magic spread along the blade as if it were alive, condensing ice crystals that shimmered with cold light on the surface of the blade. The sword edge drew a silver arc, and the sword energy, which was wrapped with bone-chilling coldness, collided with the flames, bursting out with a "hissing" sound, and a large amount of white mist rose up.

Sophia intentionally drew her opponent's attention to create an opportunity for her surprise attack, so she relentlessly unleashed her spiritual power. She chanted ancient incantations and her ten fingers flew into hand seals. In an instant, the sky seemed to be set ablaze, and a rain of fire poured down, scorching the ground red. The water vapor of the Yuan River evaporated wildly under the fire rain.

Zhao Yeman's sword flashed with a cold light, and she activated her ice-type spiritual technique at full power. A layer of crystal-clear ice shield condensed around her. The rain of fire smashed against the ice shield, producing a dense burst of cracking sounds. The surface of the ice was scorched by the flames and sizzled, managing to block the attack.

Although Zhao Yeman appeared to be on the defensive, if the fight continued at this intensity, her opponent would soon run out of spiritual energy, so she was happy to wear her down and maintain the stalemate.

Sophia naturally understood this as well, and she had secretly summoned a ghost spider, looking for an opportunity to get close to Zhao Yeman.

“Vos, tenebrae, et vos, flammae! Coniungite in me, et infernum adducite! (You shadows, you flames! Become one with me and bring hell!)”

Sofia raised her hands high and recited Latin rapidly, and flames condensed in her palms into a giant fire lotus.

The fire lotus burst into bloom, and twelve fiery chains, burning like magma, descended from its heart. The chains were covered with mysterious runes and coiled out with a scorching aura.

"What kind of gibberish is that!"

Zhao Yeman's grades were not bad, but she had only studied English and Japanese. Seeing the opponent's imposing presence, she dared not be careless. She first activated her ice-type spiritual technique, wiping the sword with her fingers to coat it with a layer of crystal-clear ice. Then she used the Xuanji Zhou Tian Sword Technique. As the ice sword was swung, sword energy shot out, each one carrying a bone-chilling coldness.

The fiery chains collided with the ice sword, and the collision of high temperature and extreme cold burst forth with dazzling light. The icy sword energy severed the chains and shattered the fire lotus, but the fire lotus then erupted, scattering sparks with scorching heat.

Zhao Yeman was prepared. Her sword spun in a perfect circle, carrying a deflecting force that deflected all the incoming sparks.

Just then, an invisible ghost spider quietly crawled to Zhao Yeman's feet, leaped with all eight legs, grabbed her trouser leg, and then quickly moved upwards.

The ghost spider has no weight and you won't feel anything when it hangs on your clothes. However, it gives you a chilling feeling when you get close to it. But Zhao Yeman is in the midst of a scorching sea of ​​fire, so she doesn't feel cold at all—this is precisely why Sophia has been using fire-based magic.

In the blink of an eye, the ghost spider crawled to Zhao Yeman's collar and tried to bite her fair neck.

"what!"

Zhao Yeman immediately felt a strange force enter her body and couldn't help but scream. She hurriedly shook her body and neck to fling the ghost spider away.

"It's no use, you're already my puppet!"

Seeing that her sneak attack had succeeded, Sophia smiled smugly, her hands quickly forming hand seals as she chanted, "Subditus mihi sis, serva mea! (Submit to me, my servant!)"

Zhao Yeman shuddered, her sword slipped from her hand and fell to the ground. Clutching her neck with one hand, she knelt on one knee in pain. As her opponent increased his spiritual power, a spiderweb-like mark appeared on her neck, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After a short while, Zhao Yeman stopped trembling, regained her composure, stood up expressionlessly, her eyes vacant, as if she had become a puppet.

Sophia breathed a sigh of relief; she had finally emerged victorious. But now was not the time to celebrate, because the other two female psionicists had already broken through the obstruction of the mad plants and stormed into Changde City. Whether for the sake of this mission or to avoid the two more powerful male psionicists, she had to retreat back into the city.

"Let's go, I can't wait to see you put on a good show of killing each other."

At Sophia's instruction, Zhao Yeman picked up the sword from the ground and then followed Sophia quickly toward Changde City.

But as she passed by Sophia, she suddenly flashed, turning like an arrow released from a bow, her longsword carrying a chilling aura, aimed straight for Sophia's throat.

Sofia's smile froze on her face. She never expected that the other party could break free of control. In her haste, she could only summon a wall of fire to try to stop them.

However, Zhao Yeman's sword strike was a pre-emptive strike, far surpassing Sophia's hasty response. The ice sword cut through the wall of fire with unstoppable force, and the icy aura protected her from the remaining scorching power. Then, without giving her opponent another chance to react, she flipped her wrist and the longsword precisely pierced through her chest.

The biting cold surged wildly into Sophia's body through the sword, instantly covering her skin with frost. She collapsed to the ground, powerless to resist.

"Why? Why were you able to break free from control... No, you didn't break free from control. My parasitic technique is still working, but why are you unaffected?"

If the parasitic technique is broken, Sophia, as the caster, will definitely sense it and be on guard. She will not allow Zhao Yeman to easily launch a sneak attack. The reason she is complacent is because she clearly senses that the parasitic technique is still in effect.

"Because you have taken hostages, my actions at this moment are considered acts of chivalry."

Zhao Yeman didn't explain much, but stepped forward and knocked Sophia unconscious with a single palm strike.

Her psionic ability "Chivalry" has the effect of "being unaffected by fear and maintaining a undisturbed mind when performing acts of chivalry."

In the terminology of a card game, it means being unaffected by the opponent's effects, rather than invalidating the opponent's effects.

Sophia's parasitism technique was successful, but it had no effect on Zhao Yeman.

"Hmph, those film critics always say my acting is mediocre, but what's wrong with my acting! Compared to those guys who only know how to show off in front of the camera, I've been tested in real life. If you can't fool people, you'll die. That's what a real actor is!"

After grumbling for a moment, Zhao Yeman turned her head and saw Ling Chong's golden body destroying the city. She immediately grabbed the unconscious Sophia and went over.

……

Within the city of Changde, bricks and stones flew everywhere, and smoke filled the air.

A man with a high nose and deep-set eyes, possessing distinctly Western features, stood atop a broken city wall. A cold smile curled beneath his high nose bridge, and mysterious runes flowed through the treasure bowl in his hand.

"Eastern warriors, feel the wrath of Olympus!" he roared, channeling his spiritual power and chanting the Latin incantation, "Daemonia ex inferis, appare! (The devil appears from hell!)"

In an instant, the void twisted, and accompanied by several deafening roars, a huge Cerberus crawled out of the treasure basin. Its three ferocious heads spewed foul breath, and its serpentine tail lashed wildly in the air as it pounced towards Yuan Ji.

Yuan Ji showed a hint of doubt. Although she couldn't understand the incantation, judging from the fluctuations of spiritual energy, the other party should be using illusion magic. However, her intuition told her that the monster in front of her was real.

While dodging, she tentatively thrust out a halberd, its tip carrying a sharp gust of wind, aiming straight for the throat of the wolf's head in the middle.

A hard, tactile sensation returned; Cerberus's fur was as hard as armor forged from fine steel. The halberd pierced heavily, leaving only a white mark.

Taking advantage of the moment, the wolf on the right lunged at her, but Yuan Ji dodged to the side and swept her halberd across, striking the wolf's jaw and knocking it back. At that moment, the wolf on the left spat out foul-smelling venom. She tiptoed and flipped through the air, barely managing to avoid it.