Chapter 59: Transforming Palms into Swords

  Everyone stared at the shiny black wooden sign, and they were all stunned.

  Li Dongkui's expression was indescribable, his mouth agape as if it could swallow an egg: "You... are you really a disciple of the Zhengxuan Sect?"

  "Guaranteed genuine!" Xia Chen smiled faintly and shook the wooden sign in his hand before putting it away into his storage space.

  Li Dongkui felt a wave of dizziness and almost fell backwards, but Li Yatong and Li Qitong quickly supported him.

  Li Dongkui calmed himself, then slowly knelt down on one knee: "I am Li Dongkui, the master of the Li family from Fenglin City, reporting to you, Xia Chen, a senior disciple of the Zhengxuan Sect! Thank you for saving my life!"

  His tone was extremely respectful, and he had completely understood that Xia Chen's extraordinary abilities were the reason for entering the Li family. Obviously, this was a test by the adults to see if the Li family was worthy of their help!

  It's okay, I seem to be still polite to adults... Thinking of this, Li Donggui felt a chill on his forehead.

  "Xiao Chenzi, how can you make my father kneel down to you!" Li Qitong shouted in discontent.

  "Shut up!" Li Dongkui scolded his precious daughter for the first time, "What's with this 'Little Dust'? You're the one who called her that! She's an inner disciple of the Zhengxuan Sect, far superior to me in status and power. You two sisters should hurry up and kneel down to pay your respects!"

  "Dad, I..." Li Qitong's face turned bright red as she looked at Xia Chen in a daze.

  Li Yatong slowly knelt down, her heart suddenly calm: "Yatong greets Lord Xia Chen, I didn't know your identity before and have been rude to you many times, please punish me."

  "Li family head, Ya Tong, you can all get up now." Xia Chen smiled, "No need to be so polite, no need to apologize. Your Li family is originally an affiliated family of my Zhengxuan Sect, and I get along well with Qi Tong. Emotionally and rationally, I should help you."

  Li Dongkui and Li Yatong heard him speak warmly, both felt a warmth in their hearts, stood up.

  Xia Chen turned around, facing Yang Haiming whose face had become extremely ugly, and said calmly: "Now you know I'm not talking nonsense? The identity token of the Zhengxuan Sect is one-of-a-kind, impossible to be replicated, and no one dares to replicate it. You, a mere postnatal sixth-order loose cultivator on the verge of death, dare to attack and intimidate an affiliated family of the Zhengxuan Sect? And even dare to threaten me? Do you believe that I can wipe out your entire Yang family, leaving not even a dog behind?"

  Yang Haiming's eyes flashed with deep fear, and suddenly a fierce killing intent arose. He thought that even if you are a disciple of the Zhengxuan sect, you are just one person. I will kill you, and the Zhengxuan sect will not know.

  "What about the Zhengxuan Sect disciples? I've spent my whole life cultivating, if I was afraid of wolves in front and tigers behind, I wouldn't have made it to today. Xia Chen, today is the day you die, come on and die for me!"

  Before his words had fallen, he had swiftly and mercilessly closed in on him, with an iron palm as sharp as a knife's edge, fiercely chopping down towards Xia Chen's face.

  With a whooshing sound, amidst the howling wind, there was only the sound of a sharp blade tearing through the air.

  Everyone only felt a flash before their eyes, and it seemed that Yang Haiming's palm had turned into a small sun, bursting out with unparalleled intense light, and they couldn't help but be greatly shocked.

  Xia Chen let out a loud roar, and the powerful true energy of the Five-Peak Pagoda instantly filled his entire body, striking out with a fist without any hesitation.

  "Arrogant little brat! I'll chop off your palm with one strike!" Yang Haiming was overjoyed to see that he didn't dodge or yield, but instead chose to engage in a fierce battle.

  Bang! The two fists and palms intersected, and a metallic ringing sound was immediately emitted. A burst of dazzling sparks exploded out.

  "This is terrible!" Li Dongkui was shocked and pale, "Shaxin is only a fifth-rank cultivator of the later heavens, if he were to fight head-on, he would be no match for this old man at all."

  As soon as the words fell, Xia Chen's body swayed slightly, and then it was as if nothing had happened.

  Yang Haiming took three steps back in a row, his face flushed red, and his eyes were shocked to the extreme: "Impossible! You're just a postnatal fifth-order, how can you be so strong?"

  Xia Chen raised his fist, and at the intersection of his palm, there was a deep white mark. Yang Haiming's palm knife was much more powerful than a real blade, if he hadn't cultivated the Great Golden Body and had extremely strong internal energy, this one blow would have cut off his fist.

  What kind of kung fu is this, turning palms into knives? It's much more powerful than ordinary acquired kung fu. Xia Chen was also shocked, but he could feel that Yang Haiming's knife energy wasn't too strong, obviously he hadn't mastered this set of kung fu yet.

  Of course, it's not that strong, but relatively speaking. Even if it were other later-stage Six-Peak experts, they would probably find it difficult to withstand this kind of fierce attack, let alone later-stage Five-Peak experts.

  Li Dongkui and his daughter stared at each other in surprise, their faces filled with joy and astonishment. They had not expected Xia Chen to be so formidable. No wonder he had always been calm and composed, it turned out that he had an ace up his sleeve all along.

  "I am a master of the profound and mysterious arts, how could you, a rustic country bumpkin, possibly imagine?!" Xia Chen sneered, "Yang Haiming, you want to kill me? Today, you will undoubtedly die!"

  He was like a phantom, and in the blink of an eye he appeared in front of Yang Haiming. With a flash of his fists, his left and right fists struck out one after another, transforming into five fist shadows that crashed towards Yang Haiming like waves.

  After advancing to the fifth stage of Tianwu, Xia Chen can punch out five fist shadows.

  Yang Haiming felt like he was suffocating, and as someone who had seen a lot, he naturally recognized this basic acquired skill. However, being able to produce a fifth-level fist shadow with a cultivation below the fifth level of acquired skills was unprecedented.

  In the blink of an eye, Yang Haiming could no longer see Lian Xiaochen's face, and all that surrounded him were countless fist shadows. Those fist shadows were extremely clear, just like real fists, without any difference. If ordinary people saw this, they would probably be stunned and think it was a magical skill.

  However, Yang Haiming, being a master who has already stepped into the seventh stage of the post-heavenly realm, naturally wouldn't back down. With a tiger's roar, his two large hands grasped and clashed with Xia Chen's fist shadow.

  His palm sometimes turned into a claw shape, sometimes into a palm law, and sometimes used a fist, but no matter what shape he transformed into, it always carried a bright color with a sharp edge, just like a knife attached to his body, which could change shape at will.

  Bang! Crash! Boom!

  The air was filled with the intense sound of explosions, and every time a fist or sword clashed, it would burst into sparks that were clearly visible even in broad daylight.

  The two of them moved extremely fast, their movements were so rapid that they made Li Ya Tong and her sister's eyes spin after just a short while, and they couldn't keep up with the rhythm anymore.

  Li Dongkui and Yang Zhen were a bit stronger, but after the time of burning incense, they could only see two shadows fighting endlessly, and even didn't know who was in the upper hand.

  Li Dongkui sighed inwardly, thinking that it was no wonder he was an inner disciple of the Zhengxuan Sect. At such a young age, he already had such astonishing skills. His two daughters were also exceptionally talented, but compared to Xia Chen, they couldn't even come close.

  He didn't know that he had also overestimated the Orthodox Sect. Xia Chen was a monster who couldn't be measured by ordinary standards.

  Yang Haiming was getting more and more shocked as he fought, he had already used all his strength, but when facing Xia Chen, he was gradually at a disadvantage. The opponent's attack was fierce beyond imagination, and the power was also incredibly strong. Although it was indeed a later-stage fifth-order cultivation, this kind of later-stage fifth-order cultivation was several times stronger than ordinary later-stage fifth-order cultivators!

  If ordinary post-heaven fivefold is a normal person, then Xia Chen is a giant, enough to break the limit of the boundary, and challenge beyond his level.

  Moreover, after fighting for half a day, Xia Chen showed no signs of exhaustion, which proved that this young man's true energy was vast and far surpassed others of the same realm, possibly even surpassing his own Half-Step Later Heaven Seventh Order!

  How could he lose to Xia Chen? Impossible! Yang Haiming's anger burned, he had cultivated for nearly seventy years, his true energy was unparalleled, and he had coincidentally cultivated a magical technique in an encounter, if only considering the power of attack, even ordinary later-stage Seventh Heaven wouldn't be afraid, let alone this later-stage Fifth Heaven youth?

  His eyes shot out cold light, Yang Haiming also struck out true fire, let out a loud roar, his whole body's true energy fiercely burst and exploded, following his hands that didn't stop crossing each other, under the sunlight's illumination, countless sharp blades appeared around him.

  The blade's edge emitted a dazzling light, growing brighter and brighter until it was impossible to keep one's eyes open.

  He made a big hand gesture, grabbing towards Xia Chen. Along with the terrifying screeching sound that shattered the air, countless fist shadows were being crushed into powder, sparks flew out, and numerous knife edges shot out simultaneously, like fireworks.

  In the blink of an eye, five of the seven shadow fists were broken, revealing Xia Chen's resolute face behind them.

  "You've had enough of showing off, now give me your head!" Yang Haiming bellowed, once again slashing his palm like a knife and making a powerful horizontal cut at Xia Chen's throat.

  This palm came silently and swiftly, without any warning, although it was a flesh palm, but in Xia Chen's eyes, it suddenly reflected a sharp blade.

  Xia Chen's face turned grave, and he hastily retreated. However, the faster he retreated, the quicker Yang Haiming's palm knife moved, and the brighter its blade shone, almost rivaling the brilliance of the sun and moon.

  "Dad! Will something happen to Xia Chen?" Everyone was watching with utmost tension, Li Ya Tong clenched her fist tightly, feeling anxious and couldn't help but ask.

  "It should be fine......" Lee Dong-kyu said ambiguously.

  "Nothing will happen to Little Dust!" Li Qiu Tong said firmly. The little girl had never lost confidence in Xia Chen.

  "See where you can retreat to, die for me!" Yang Haiming sneered, his palm knife suddenly thrust out, and the blade edge unexpectedly lengthened in an instant, as if a sharp dagger had emerged from Yang Haiming's palm, instantly reaching Xiaocheng's throat.

  Everyone involuntarily let out a cry of surprise!

  Xia Chen's eyes flashed, and he suddenly stretched out his palms, tightly clamping down on Yang Haiming's blade!

  Fierce sparks burst out dramatically from his palms, Yang Haiming's face was ferocious, all the true energy in his body poured into his palms, his sleeves puffed up like balloons, and the knife edge stubbornly and tenaciously moved towards Xia Chen's throat.

  Just another inch and it would have pierced through Xia Chen's throat!

  At this critical moment, Xia Chen suddenly let out a loud shout, his entire body tensed up, as if bursting forth with a faint light, the Great Golden Body's technique fully activated.

  The knife suddenly stopped!

  Yang Haiming's eyes showed an incredulous expression!

  "Shatter!" Xia Chen bellowed.

  Bang!

  The dazzling blade edge instantly turned into fragments all over the sky, and countless auras whizzed out in all directions.

  Xia Chen and Yang Haiming froze for less than a breath before rapidly retreating backward in the midst of a fiercely bursting radiance.