Chapter 9 Trouble Comes Knocking? Overcome It with Force
Chapter 9 Trouble Comes Knocking? Overcome It with Force
When Li Xian stepped out of the courtyard gate, the commotion next door was already quite clear.
Five people stood in the courtyard. The young man in the lead was about fifteen or sixteen years old. He was tall and slender, wearing the robe of an inner disciple of the Spirit Ruins Sect. A green wooden seal hung at his waist, and his aura was between the Sea of Bitterness and the Spring of Life.
Behind him were four people, two in the middle stage of the Bitter Sea realm and two in the late stage, each with an unfriendly aura.
Pang Bo stood in front of Ye Fan, his arms bulging, saying nothing, but his muscles were taut.
Ye Fan leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his face expressionless.
"What happened?"
Li Xian walked over and glanced at the group.
The boy looked at Li Xian, his gaze lingering on him for a moment before shifting away—the Bitter Sea Realm, a mortal body, not worth looking at.
"The Immortal Seedlings' Herbal Elixir, four bottles per person. How many did you receive this month?" The young man didn't answer Li Xian's question, but continued to look at Pang Bo, his tone indifferent. "The Spirit Ruins have rules: the training trips of newly initiated disciples are uniformly arranged by the inner disciples. This year's trials are approaching, and supplies are needed. You are Immortal Seedlings, so you should 'voluntarily' hand over two bottles."
"Which eye of yours saw it as voluntary?"
Pang Bo has a very loud voice.
The boy ignored him, stretched out his hand, palm facing up.
"Hand it over. If you don't, that's fine too. Starting today, I will collect your monthly allowance of Herbal Elixir on your behalf. This has been the way things have been for hundreds of years in Lingxu Cave Heaven."
Pang Bo glanced back at Ye Fan, but Ye Fan didn't move.
Li Xian understood.
"A classic 'newbie protection fee' dungeon; you get a reward after completing it."
"Are you Han Feiyu?" Li Xian asked.
Han Feiyu finally looked at him properly: "You are not worthy to call me by my name."
"I'm asking you a question."
Han Feiyu narrowed his eyes.
A disciple in the late stage of the Bitter Sea realm stepped forward from behind him, and the chain divine pattern was activated from the Bitter Sea, transforming into chains that attacked Li Xian, flashing with bronze light.
"A complete novice like you, daring to speak to Senior Brother Han like that? Watch your mouth!"
He hadn't finished speaking.
Li Xian leaned forward and pushed off with his feet.
Everyone only saw a shadow dart out.
The next moment, Li Xian's right hand had firmly grasped the bronze chain.
These are divine runes condensed from the Sea of Bitterness, usable as a 'weapon'. Normally, they could easily crush rocks and mud, but now they've been seized by Li Xian and are unable to move.
He did not activate the divine power within the Sea of Bitterness.
It's not that we can't, it's that we don't need to.
Physical strength is sufficient to deal with the Bitter Sea Realm.
The body, tempered by the flesh and blood of a divine crocodile, cleansed by the remnants of the elixir of immortality, and soaked in the divine spring of the ancient forbidden land—after the superposition of these three creations, is no longer the hardness that a mortal body should have.
Li Xian tightened his five fingers, and a surge of power suddenly erupted from his palm.
"Snap!"
The bronze chain was broken in two.
The fragments clattered to the ground, and the disciple from the Sea of Bitterness stood there, stunned and incredulous.
Li Xian shook her hand and looked at Han Feiyu.
"continue?"
The courtyard was silent for two seconds.
Han Feiyu's pupils contracted again and again.
The Bitter Sea Realm—Breaking apart a vessel infused with divine power with bare hands?
This explosive power and reaction speed are nothing like that of a novice who has only been practicing for a month.
"That's interesting."
Han Feiyu tilted his head slightly.
Behind him, another late-stage disciple of the Bitter Sea realm flashed out.
This time, instead of using divine runes, he used a secret technique, striking out with both palms. Divine power transformed into two cyan energy blades, carrying a murderous intent, aimed directly at Li Xian's face.
Li Xian didn't retreat, but took half a step to the left.
The air blade grazed his right ear, a near miss.
At the same time, Li Xian stepped forward with his right foot, lowering his center of gravity to an extremely low position, and slid into his opponent's blind spot, almost touching the ground.
Sanda's close-quarters grappling techniques.
Earthly martial arts are not blessed with divine power, but there is one thing that cultivators do not practice—human biomechanics.
Li Xian grabbed his opponent's right wrist with his left hand, passed his right arm under his armpit, and used his shoulder and waist to strike, generating force with the lever.
The disciple in the late stage of the Bitter Sea felt dizzy and was lifted off the ground, his head hitting the bluestone ground.
"Bang!"
He landed on the back of his head, his eyes rolled back, and he passed out.
A body weighing 120 pounds, when subjected to precise angles and torques, is more lethal than any magical technique.
Pang Bo was speechless with astonishment.
Ye Fan's gaze darkened as he memorized Li Xian's footwork and body movements.
'This isn't how cultivators fight,' Ye Fan thought. 'This is a completely different system.'
The arrogance on Han Feiyu's face finally disappeared.
He raised his hand, and the emerald green wooden seal at his waist flew out and hovered in mid-air.
The wooden seal swelled to the size of a millstone, its patterns radiating a brilliant spiritual light, and an overwhelming pressure far surpassing that of the Life Spring Realm swept across the land.
"Azure Wood Seal, a Divine Bridge-level magical artifact."
Han Feiyu's clothes fluttered even without wind. "Your fancy moves are nothing compared to this treasure."
The wooden stamp is pressed down.
Li Xian looked up at the giant green seal that had been magnified more than ten times.
"A divine bridge-level magical artifact, if you rely on your physical body to withstand it, would require at least a mortal body and a Dao Palace-level physique—it's not worth it."
He took three steps back, his body churning with bitterness, and concentrated all his divine power into his legs.
It's not about engaging, it's about evading.
The green wooden seal crashed to the ground, creating a three-foot-deep crater, with rubble flying everywhere.
Half a breath before the seal landed, Li Xian had already flashed to Han Feiyu's side.
He brought his right hand together to form a knife-like palm, and following the airflow from the green wood seal, he slashed at Han Feiyu.
"court death!"
Han Feiyu sneered, and three chains of divine runes appeared simultaneously, one binding and one twisting, locking onto Li Xian's arms and throat respectively.
The divine runes of the two disciples behind him also activated simultaneously—
Five chains, arranged in three directions, wove together a net of light that enveloped Li Xian.
A very standard encirclement formation.
Li Xian took a wrong step, lowering himself by half a foot, and squeezed through the gaps in the chain net, sliding along the ground to Han Feiyu's side.
This is Bajiquan, a traditional martial art practiced on Earth for hundreds of years. It originated from several styles of freehand boxing techniques practiced by cultivators in the Dragon Transformation Realm.
The previous versions were mastered by Li Xian and transformed into a secret cultivation technique. He progressed from the Sendai level Bajiquan to the King level Bajiquan, Saint Fist, Saint King Fist, Quasi-Emperor Fist, and finally merged the Sun Emperor Fist and the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist to create his exclusive Emperor Fist: the Immortal Shaking Fist, which is said to be invincible against immortals.
Similarly, the Fengxian Seal, which combines Taiji Sanshou with the Taiyin Emperor Seal and the Immortal Ancient Treasure Technique, was used to fight against the Undying Emperor in the Primordial Era.
However, those were all game versions, built up by accumulating stats. But this brand new version... the fusion is too smooth, far surpassing ordinary Dao Palace fist techniques. Bodhi Calamity Ashes has made great contributions.
"Power Fist!"
Strike with the shoulder and hip, engaging the whole body, delivering power at close range for explosive force.
"Bang!"
Han Feiyu was sent flying, crashing through the side wall of the wooden house and rolling three zhang away, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
His chain-like divine runes shattered the moment they touched Li Xian, not from divine power, but from pure physical impact.
The divine runes of the Bitter Sea Realm are used to counter divine power of the same level.
Facing physical violence that exceeds the limits of suffering is like trying to stop a truck with a fishing net.
The three disciples were stunned.
"What are you still standing there for?"
The voice came from behind.
They turned around sharply and found that Li Xian was already standing behind the disciple at the very back.
I don't know when he went there, or even saw where he moved.
A powerful punch, characterized by its wide, sweeping movements.
Top, hug, single, lift, carry, entwine.
He used only three of the six moves.
All three fell to the ground; none of them remained standing.
It took less than four breaths.
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