NCCnovel Chapter 101 Sorry, I was too nervous and hit too hard.
Chapter 101 Sorry, I was too nervous and hit too hard.
Chapter 101 Sorry, I was too nervous and hit too hard.
Suddenly, a talisman appeared in Feng Qingjun's hand, brimming with terrifying energy.
A sword light, powerful enough to reach the third tier, was slowly forming.
Although not fully activated,
That sword light was enough to make one's heart tremble.
Even with their exceptional talents, Qi Wuba and Qi Yourong felt a sense of impending death.
At the eye of the storm, Feng Qingjun's long hair danced wildly as he shouted sharply:
"Qi Wuba! Qi Yourong! Don't push your luck! If I go all out today, this sword talisman will take at least one of you!"
Qi Wuba landed on a treetop, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.
Above, the purple flying sword also hovered in the air, not falling.
In fact, the Qi siblings also naturally possessed third-tier life-saving items.
However, the real decisive battle in the secret realm has not yet arrived, and using it now would be a loss rather than a gain.
Finally, Qi Wuba let out a cold snort, his face contorted with rage:
"It's just a third-tier sword talisman, I don't believe you can kill me."
Today I'll take this talisman of yours head-on. As long as I don't die, I'll take you with me.
"To suffer one injury and eliminate a treacherous and cunning villain of your caliber—it's worth it!"
The next moment, Qi Wuba became incredibly ferocious, his muscles bulging like a dragon, and suddenly a burst of brilliant starlight erupted from his body as he charged into the storm like a meteorite.
"Second Brother, no!"
Qi Yourong gasped in shock.
She gritted her teeth, biting her tongue until it bled, spitting out a mouthful of blood, which, carrying half of her magical power, landed directly on the purple flying sword in mid-air.
Instantly, the purple light on the flying sword intensified, and its aura surged, rising from near-third-tier to almost third-tier.
In the air, Feng Qingjun's expression changed drastically.
"Qi Wuba, you fucking lunatic! Aren't you afraid of dying?!"
He was now in a dilemma—to make a move would consume a precious third-tier sword talisman, while to flee would allow him to be pursued by the Purple Cloud Sword.
Time seemed to stand still, and cold sweat trickled down his temples.
"Fine! Since you're going to go crazy, I'll play a big game with you! I don't care if you're royalty or a sect's prodigy, don't blame me if you die!"
His magical power poured out like a burst dam, and the golden patterns on the sword talisman suddenly lit up.
The dazzling golden light, like the rising sun, instantly illuminated the valley for miles around.
The rocks cast sharp shadows under the bright light, and the vegetation was edged with gold.
The golden light rapidly contracted, condensing into a three-foot-long golden sword.
The sword gleamed with a chilling sharpness, and the surrounding air crackled and popped as it could not withstand the pressure.
"cut!"
The golden sword shot out, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.
Qi Wuba neither dodged nor evaded, but simply turned his back, his entire body erupting in flames, and actually took the sword strike head-on with his bare body.
"boom--"
The golden sword light and the crimson flames collided fiercely, unleashing a deafening roar.
Qi Wuba's clothes instantly vaporized, revealing his golden, shimmering bones.
Wherever the sword passed, flesh and blood ripped apart, and three golden ribs snapped in an instant, with blood splattering like rain.
But in the end, he managed to block the sword, despite being severely injured.
Of course, this is also because Feng Qingjun did not unleash the full power of the golden sword on Qi Wuba.
After cutting Qi Wuba away
He held back half his power, and with the golden sword, he faced the wind and slashed directly at the purple light.
"clang--"
A purple and gold light intertwined, causing the entire world to tremble. The shockwave snapped all the trees within a hundred feet in half.
The purple sword light dissipated, and the flying sword wailed as it shot back.
The golden sword had also dimmed considerably, retaining only one or two tenths of its power.
Feng Qingjun's sinister gaze swept over Qi Yourong, but he ultimately chose not to continue activating the Golden Sword Talisman.
He knew that as one of the eight great prodigies, the other party must possess a third-tier defensive technique.
At this moment, the sword talisman only has one or two tenths of its power left. If it is used rashly, it will not only be difficult to achieve anything, but it will also make a deadly enemy of this Purple Cloud Sword Master.
Now that he has seriously injured Qi Wuba, this is troublesome enough.
He put away the golden sword talisman, which now only had one or two tenths of its power.
He was cursing and swearing:
"Your stupid brother is courting death, so don't blame me."
Since he's not dead, let's drop this matter!
After I've used this ultimate move today, the greatest opportunities in the subsequent secret realms are no longer relevant to me.
I admit defeat, you've outsmarted me!
After saying that, the azure light re-condensed, and although it was not as fast as before, it still carried Feng Qingjun away quickly.
Before leaving, he glared fiercely at Long Xitian. He remembered what had happened today.
From mid-air, Qi Yourong landed and urgently checked on her brother Qi Wuba's injuries.
At this moment, Qi Wuba lay on his back, the hideous wound on his back so deep that the bone was visible, and the broken parts of the three golden ribs shimmered with a faint light.
But the fighting spirit in his eyes hadn't faded; instead, he grinned broadly.
"Hahaha, I knew Feng Qingjun was the weakest of the eight of us. His strongest sword strike was nothing special! Cough cough—"
"Brother, stop talking and stop spitting out blood. Quickly take this pill."
Qi Yourong looked worried, took out a top-grade healing pill, and fed it to Qi Wuba.
The Dragon Assault Team here, along with many other hidden elite cultivators from various sects,
At this moment, everyone was shocked. Was this the true strength of the Eight Great Prodigies?
Their trump card actually possessed a true core-level attack, and what terrified them even more was...
Even with such a terrifying attack, they still failed to kill another prodigy!
Chen Yi was even more terrified. If he and Qin Chengcheng had launched a sneak attack first, pushing their opponent to the brink, even if he could have taken the sword strike head-on like Qi Wuba, he would have been seriously injured.
He didn't have a sister feeding him top-quality healing medicine.
Later, when he was no longer able to keep Feng Qingjun, the Qi siblings would inevitably take advantage of the situation.
In this way, it becomes like making wedding clothes for someone else.
At the same time, he also gained a thorough understanding of the true eight great talents.
"The eight prodigies are indeed very strong. I am still far behind them, so it is not advisable to provoke them too much for the time being."
of course,
Right now, there's a dog that's fallen into the water, and we still have to beat it.
In the distance, the Crimson Flame Sparrow had already chased after the streak of blue light that Feng Qingjun had fled.
Chen Yi then secretly transmitted his voice to Qin Chengcheng.
The two of them quietly withdrew from the battlefield, one after the other, and took a detour into the mountains to pursue the enemy.
Chen Yi and Qin Chengcheng concealed their presence and moved quickly through the dense forest.
The Crimson Flame Sparrow transformed into an inconspicuous red shadow, always leading the way a hundred feet ahead.
While maintaining a steady pace, Chen Yi carefully considered the possibilities of fighting against the several prodigies in his mind.
Feng Qingjun, Qi Yourong, and Qi Wuba, these three of the eight great prodigies, are all extraordinary.
First of all, he definitely can't win against Feng Qingjun. That elusive wind escape technique is something he can't currently achieve even without using a third-tier escape talisman.
Although Chen Yi's Vajra Step combined with Willow Step could unleash a speed close to the third tier in a short time, it was ultimately limited by ground movement, while his opponent could change position in the air at will.
Chen Yi wasn't afraid of a direct confrontation, since even when the opponent used his ultimate weapon, the third-tier golden sword talisman, it didn't completely defeat Qi Wuba.
Chen Yi had secretly assessed Qi Wuba's body refinement skills, finding them to be roughly equivalent to his own physical strength.
The opponent uses fire-attribute techniques, but possesses fully developed golden bones and corresponding combat skills.
Although Chen Yi himself was almost not yet fully formed in the Golden Bone technique, his cultivation method had been strengthened and improved many times, especially after combining the Thick Earth Technique and the Azure Willow Jade Body Technique. His body refinement strength was now a small level higher than that of other cultivators of the same rank.
Therefore, although he is still some distance from achieving the Great Perfection of Golden Bones, his overall bone refinement strength should be similar to that of Qi Wuba.
Of course, Qi Wuba is a true practitioner of both physical and magical cultivation, and his magical power has reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage. In addition, with his royal background, he must possess a third-tier life-saving trump card.
If it really comes down to a life-or-death battle, Chen Yi will only be able to take the beating.
As for Qi Yourong, Chen Yi only remembered her baby face and voluptuous figure. In this battle, she only used one sword strike, easily reaching the attack strength of a near-third-tier opponent. He hadn't seen her true trump card, so Chen Yi couldn't give a proper evaluation.
However, body cultivators are at a natural disadvantage against sword cultivators, and no body cultivator is willing to fight a flying sword head-on.
Maintaining reverence for the eight prodigies, Chen Yi once again recognized his own shortcomings.
"We still need to keep a lower profile."
As for the likes of Long Xitian and Zhao Jingwu, he was much more at ease, whether to fight or flee, he did as he pleased.
Chen Yi and Qin Chengcheng traversed the mountains and forests, chasing after him for over ten miles.
Chen Yi suddenly raised his hand and transmitted his voice through divine sense:
"Fairy, the Spirit Flame Sparrow has sent word that Feng Qingjun has disappeared in the valley ahead."
He sensed the vague location transmitted by his spirit pet and secretly estimated the distance.
Qin Chengcheng's divine sense is stronger; her perception range exceeds that of Feng Qingjun, allowing her to anticipate the enemy's moves.
Chengcheng nodded slightly, closed his eyes and concentrated for a moment before opening them:
"There is a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy three miles away. The spiritual energy is ethereal and dynamic, like the aura of Feng Qingjun."
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her divine sense spread out like water, taking in every rustle of wind and grass within a radius of several miles.
The two slowed their pace in tacit agreement and stopped three miles from the valley.
Chen Yi noticed that Qin Chengcheng took out more than ten exquisite array plates and array flags from his storage bag, each of which shimmered with a lustrous spiritual light.
With a light tap of her fingertips, these array-setting devices silently disappeared into the surrounding environment.
"The third-tier trapping formation will take some time to set up."
Qin Chengcheng explained telepathically while continuing to work with his hands.
Chen Yi watched as she embedded spirit stones into the array's core, and the flowing spiritual energy formed complex array patterns.
After the last flag was properly placed, Qin Chengcheng breathed a sigh of relief: "That's enough."
She turned to look at Chen Yi, a hint of certainty flashing in her eyes, "This is a third-order trapping formation. This time, we'll trap him inside the formation and then beat him with a trap."
Chen Yi nodded, and the two concealed their auras, disappearing into the valley like two shadows.
Feng Qingjun sat cross-legged among the branches of a hundred-foot-tall ancient tree, surrounded by a faint blue spiritual light.
He closed his eyes and regulated his breathing, and the magical power within his body slowly recovered like a gentle stream.
The branches and leaves of this thousand-year-old tree rustled in the breeze, almost completely obscuring its shape and movement.
His technique for concealing his presence was extremely powerful, almost reaching the third-tier standard.
But today he was there to heal his wounds, cultivate, and restore his magical power, a stark contrast to yesterday when he hid deep within, waiting for a fatal blow.
Whenever one uses magical power to communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, a trace of magical power fluctuation will inevitably be revealed.
Furthermore, Qin Chengcheng's third-level divine sense is superior to his; yesterday it was unintentional, but today it's a deliberate pursuit.
It's not difficult to find his hiding place.
Just as Feng Qingjun had entered seclusion to meditate and begin cultivating to heal his injuries.
Suddenly, a faint melody drifted into my ears.
Feng Qingjun suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils contracting sharply—he saw that the surroundings had been enveloped in a transparent light curtain.
The music transformed into tangible spiritual blades, attacking from all directions.
His expression changed as he sensed that the sonic attack came from one of the two who had ambushed him yesterday. He angrily shouted:
"You bitch! How dare you set up an ambush while I was healing!"
Feng Qingjun felt that he had been having bad luck these past two days. First, he was ambushed and surrounded by the Qi siblings, and forced to use his life-saving third-tier sword talisman.
Before they had gone very far, they were caught up by two small insects.
Qin Chengcheng didn't answer, but only focused on increasing her magical output.
Her body was filled with spiritual energy, which, with the support of the array, transformed each sound wave into a fierce attack.
Amplified by the formation, these attacks approached the power of the third tier, tearing Feng Qingjun's protective azure light to shreds.
Feng Qingjun tried to activate the Wind Escape Technique, but found that no matter how he moved, he was blocked by the array's light barrier.
Under the continuous sonic attacks, the azure light gradually became riddled with holes.
Without any choice,
Feng Qingjun suddenly straightened up in the formation, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.
The remaining azure spiritual light around him fluctuated violently, and he pulled out a silver talisman from his storage bag with his right hand.
Twisted spatial ripples flowed across the surface of the talisman, causing subtle ripples in the surrounding air.
"You really think I'm easy to bully?"
I am one of the Eight Great Prodigies. Even if I'm down on my luck, it's not up to you, a wretched woman from the Miaoyin Pavilion, to take advantage of me.
If you don't stop now, don't blame me for being ruthless!
Qin Chengcheng's fingers, which were controlling the array plate outside the array, paused slightly, and a clear, cold voice came:
"A third-tier formation-breaking talisman? You actually possess such a treasure?"
Her gaze swept over the talisman that was being activated, its intricate array patterns lighting up one by one.
It must be said that Feng Qingjun's master, being a third-tier talisman master, left him with a lot of life-saving trump cards.
There were already three of these third-tier talismans that he had taken out.
However, Qin Chengcheng showed no mercy, and she snorted coldly:
"Third-tier talismans, each worth thousands of spirit stones or more. If you have plenty of money, go ahead and use them. I want to see how many talismans you have!"
Her hands moved non-stop, and the third-tier array continued its attack.
"I've got the worst luck ever! You wretched woman from Miaoyin Pavilion, just you wait! I'm leaving today, but when I come back, I'll definitely take your dog's life!"
Feng Qingjun's expression hardened, and once again, he showed immense heartache as he activated the array-breaking talisman.
The formation-breaking talisman suddenly burst forth with a dazzling silver light, shooting straight toward the edge of the formation.
Wherever the silver light passed, the array patterns twisted and broke, and the attack of the zither music immediately became chaotic and disordered.
A gap about ten feet wide was forcibly torn open at the edge of the formation. Feng Qingjun seized the opportunity and activated all the remaining magic power in his body.
The azure light barely coalesced into a form, enveloping him as he shot toward the gap.
however,
In that very instant.
At the exit, a bald, muscular man suddenly appeared and charged straight at the blue light.
Feng Qingjun's pupils contracted sharply as he instantly recognized the body cultivator who had failed to ambush him yesterday.
His eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he shouted sharply:
"court death!
You nameless thief dare to block my Green Wind Escape with your physical body?
Do you really think any strongman is like that brute Qi Wuba?
Get out!
Otherwise, I'll take your life first!
Seeing that Chen Yi remained unmoved, Feng Qingjun no longer held back, unleashing his magical power and charging forward with incredible speed:
"Female cultivators of the Myriad Sounds Pavilion, don't blame me for being ruthless. I'll kill your attendant warrior first."
I'll give you a good dressing down later!
Feng Qingjun's face hardened, and the blue light around his body surged again, preparing to smash the bald strongman in front of him to death and then escape.
On the periphery, Qin Chengcheng merely sneered upon hearing this. Chen Yi was hiding his true strength; even she wasn't confident she could kill him with a single blow.
Now that he dares to stand in the gap and block the way, it means you simply don't have the ability to kill him.
If he had sensed danger, he would have disappeared long ago.
really,
next moment,
"boom--"
The moment the two forces collided, a piercing cracking sound erupted from the blue light cluster.
A blinding flash of lightning suddenly erupted from Chen Yi's left wrist, and a golden crystal of lightning and fire exploded with a deafening roar.
The golden and red intertwined energy flowed into the wind escape through the force of the Iron Mountain Lean, and the blue light ball shattered inch by inch like fragile glass.
Feng Qingjun felt as if he had been struck by lightning in the chest, and his protective magic power instantly collapsed.
He was sent flying backward, his back slamming heavily into an ancient tree that would take ten people to encircle.
With a "crack," spiderweb-like cracks burst open on the surface of the tree trunk, and blood gushed from his mouth, splattering a glaring scarlet red onto the bark.
He barely opened his eyes, looked at Chen Yi, and his face showed an expression of extreme disbelief:
"Me, your, mom!"
"Another master of the Golden Bone technique!"
"And he's a level above that brute Qi Wuba."
"Where did all these abnormal body cultivators come from?"
"Is gold bone free?"
Feng Qingjun broke down.
As the smoke and dust cleared, Chen Yi slowly straightened up.
His right side was enveloped in a dazzling golden light, with more than ten tri-colored spirit orbs flowing beneath his skin, and more than ten thunderfire golden crystals flickering between his meridians.
Each of these golden gems contains incredibly powerful energy.
And this powerful golden energy was only for Chen Yi's defensive purposes.
What truly blasted away Qingfeng Escape was the condensed Thunderfire Golden Crystal stored in the bone of his left wrist.
The golden crystal exploded, its golden radiance enhanced by terrifying lightning and fire power, possessing immense destructive and penetrating force.
This burst of power, in terms of both physical defense and attack alone, surpassed Qi Wuba's previous attack.
It almost instantly dealt a severe blow to Feng Qingjun.
Chen Yi, standing on the outer edge of the formation, was somewhat dissatisfied with his actions and muttered to himself:
"Sorry, it was my first time facing one of the eight greatest prodigies, I was too nervous and attacked too hard."
"By the way, your Wind Release technique is a bit fragile, wasting one of my Thunderfire Gold Crystals. I should have known better than to use my ultimate."
This was Chen Yi's first direct confrontation with one of the eight greatest prodigies, and even with Qi Wuba as a comparison, he felt somewhat confident in his own strength.
But tension is unavoidable.
His consistent fighting philosophy has always been to avoid fighting unless absolutely necessary, but once he decides to fight, he will naturally go all out.
Moreover, the person standing before him was none other than the renowned Feng Qingjun.
Therefore, he used 80-90% of his strength in this first attack, almost missing the third-level divine sense needle.
After Chen Yi unleashed the five-in-one Thunderfire Golden Crystal he had just condensed,
They realized they had overestimated the opponent's defensive capabilities. The Azure Wind Escape technique's defensive power was at most at the peak of the second tier, only enough to bully ordinary Great Completion Copper Bone cultivators or those who had just entered the Golden Bone realm.
It was utterly inadequate against the Thunderfire Golden Crystal, which possessed power approaching the peak of the quasi-third tier.
Therefore, with just this one move, Feng Qingjun was sent flying backward, coughing up blood, and his injuries were quite severe.
Chen Yi also concluded that the Azure Wind Escape technique was only fast; in terms of pure energy convergence, it was not outstanding.
Feng Qingjun struggled to climb down from the tree trunk.
Hearing Chen Yi muttering to himself again, he almost spat out another mouthful of blood.
"What do you mean 'too nervous'? What do you mean 'I should have known better than to use my ultimate move'? Is that even human language?!"
He finally managed to create a hole by using a third-tier array-breaking talisman, but the bald man blocked it again.
Moreover, the bald man unleashed a powerful attack that shattered his Azure Wind Escape technique and caused him considerable injury.
The bald man even felt he had overexerted himself and wasted a precious opportunity to attack.
Where the hell did this bald guy come from?!
Outside the formation, Qin Chengcheng couldn't help but smile as she listened to Chen Yi's mutterings.
She really wanted to ask, "Are you regretting using too much force right now?"
Feng Qingjun no longer wanted to deal with these two people; he wanted to leave as soon as possible.
He's really unlucky today!
Just as Feng Qingjun managed to gather his wind magic again and tried to leave, Qin Chengcheng's overwhelming sonic attack arrived.
Left with no other choice, he had to summon another near-third-tier defensive talisman, but it shattered after only a few breaths under the barrage of attacks.
Despite feeling that his opponent was not strong, Chen Yi still did not venture deep into the formation to engage Feng Qingjun in a direct battle.
He has two Thunderfire Gold Crystals in total, and he has already used one. The remaining one can only be considered a strategic threat.
Chen Yi estimated that even if Feng Qingjun took out two more Thunderfire Golden Crystals, he might not be able to kill him, as Feng Qingjun possessed countless life-saving talismans.
Instead of waiting for Qin Chengcheng to use formations and magic to deplete the opponent's reserves, let's have Qin Chengcheng do so.
Anyway, Chen Yi is blocking the way outside; if he dares to come out, we'll beat him back.
In this way, he and Qin Chengcheng could lock themselves up and beat the dog, unafraid that it would either become desperate and fight back, or that it would bite them.
The best results are achieved through these methods.
Then, Feng Qingjun, dressed in green robes, had just activated one of his protective talismans when it was shattered shortly afterward.
The protective Azure Escape technique, barely erected, was quickly shattered by attacks.
Feng Qingjun darted and jumped around the big tree, making a very disheveled escape.
"stop--"
"Stop! I admit defeat!"
Feng Qingjun suddenly roared and completely admitted defeat.
Qin Chengcheng bombarded him relentlessly for a long time, and she had exhausted more than half of her magical power.
However, Feng Qingjun was still able to hold on; he had already used up five near-third-tier defensive talismans.
This shows how difficult it is to kill.
When he called for a stop, Qin Chengcheng ignored him and continued playing the piano, releasing sonic attacks.
next moment,
But then Feng Qingjun jumped out and roared:
"If you don't stop, I'll take you all down with me!"
He took out three Tier 3 barrier-breaking talismans with his left hand, and a Tier 3 golden sword arrow and a Tier 3 wind escape talisman with his right hand.
Those five third-tier talismans each emitted terrifying magical power fluctuations, causing Qin Chengcheng to pause in surprise.
She consciously slowed down her movements.
"Five more Tier 3 talismans?"
Qin Chengcheng gasped.
Who exactly is this Feng Qingjun? Does he think third-tier talismans are free?
"Gentlemen, what are your names, fairy of Miaoyin Pavilion and fellow cultivator of body cultivation?"
"Stop fighting, let's talk this out!"
Although he used several third-tier talismans as a strategic deterrent in the morning, his attitude softened.
No more shouting things like "stinky woman" or "nameless petty thief."
(End of this chapter)