Chapter Sixty: Tendency

  "Oh... I don't know him!"

  Li Chen shrugged and his eyes under his messy hair scanned for any gap that he could escape through.

  He's not stupid, although his cultivation has made great progress, it doesn't mean he'll become complacent. The other side is obviously three Quasi-Dao realm warriors, and they're all figures with numbers in the sect. With his newly broken-through cultivation, although he's not afraid, he won't stay here to be surrounded and beaten by them either.

  The most important thing is that the pure yang true energy in the body is not the most refined true energy, but just a converted true energy, which has just broken through and has not yet fully mastered its use.

  In comparison, speaking sincerely, it's just that his true energy attack power has become stronger after the breakthrough.

  "You have guts, no wonder you dare to hurt your own sister!"

  This tall and majestic man was none other than Qián Chāi Huá's elder brother, Qián Chāi Yì, the fifth-ranked elite disciple of Xuán Yún Sect.

  At the age of nineteen, he was already a mid-term True Body cultivator, with a slash wave knife in his hand and a high-level skill from the Xuan stage, "Breaking Wave Technique", which made him unbeatable. Not to mention challenging those above his level, but even among those at the same level, there were few who could match him.

  "Hit your sister? Or... hit you, sister!"

  Li Chen's eyes narrowed slightly as his mind quickly flashed back to the conversation he had with Zhang Chulang on the day of their battle, which he had inquired about from Pang Wenshan.

  At this moment, knowing that the other party's backer had come to the door, he cursed and scolded in his mouth, taking advantage of the three people's momentary distraction, Yun Feng stepped out instantly and flashed to the side.

  "Where is he going?"

  After so much effort to find Li Chen, the three of them would not let him get away like this.

  A black ink-colored long knife, a dazzling silver treasure sword, and a dark red soft whip suddenly came from three directions.

  Suddenly, he had already used his true energy to infuse the sword with spiritual energy.

  "Storm Break!"

  A fierce punch was thrown out, and Li Chen used his pure Yang True Qi to defend against the enemy for the first time. The originally gathered gray airflow was instantly dyed golden red by the true qi.

  Ding Dong!

  The long sword was swept away, the soft whip was burst open, and the power on that long knife came like a wave, surging forward, pressing down incessantly.

  "Awesome, mid-stage of the Real Realm!"

  With just this one move, Li Chen had a feeling of facing Li Kunfeng, and he didn't dare to slack off. The fist sleeve on his right hand suddenly burst out with a golden red true energy.

  Wow!

  Fists and blades clashed, sparks flying everywhere as the two flew back.

  "Triple Slash!"

  Qiu Qianyi wielded his sword with a loud whoosh, and the long sword in his hand suddenly transformed into a series of light shadows. Upon closer inspection, each shadow had three overlapping layers.

  Buzzing, the sharp blade cut through the air with a dull explosion, flying towards Licheng like a startled rainbow, and the killing intent inside was even more chilling.

  On both sides were Li Yueqing and Zhang Chulang attacking, if he retreated, he would definitely suffer an even more fierce counterattack. In an instant, Li Chen gritted his teeth and made a decision.

  "Open it for me!"

  Helpless, Li Chen forcibly twisted his body, his hands continuously waving in front of his chest, and with all his might, he struck out a violent gust of wind.

  The dark grey fist was shrouded in a golden red aura, making its peak appear much duller, adding a hint of solemnity.

  "This is... Fist Style!"

  Just as Kiyomori was about to make a fatal slash, he suddenly felt his body sink, as if something was pressing down on him. His knife technique abruptly stopped for a moment, and half of the gathered momentum dissipated.

  Boom!

  A sharp blade edge, as if chopping onto a hard object, the light and shadow dispersed piece by piece, was brutally shattered by Li Chen's iron fist.

  Whoosh!

  Squeak!

  Lei Peng's sharp iron claws, which had been waiting outside the periphery, stretched out and pounced on Zhang Chulang's back. If this claw were to land, not to mention that Zhang Chulang was only a early-stage True Essence realm warrior, even if he were a mid-stage warrior, he would be grasped to the point of nearly breaking his bones.

  After all, Leipeng is a top-level demon beast of the first rank, and it is also the son of the fourth-rank Thunder Eagle. It has a natural talent that is several times stronger than ordinary demon beasts.

  Feeling a chill behind him, Zhang Chulang turned around without thinking and swung his sword upwards, but Lei Peng had already anticipated the attack and flew high into the air.

  On the other side, the little monkey, although only a first-class late-stage demon beast, may look at its body that is only about a foot tall, but it was born with divine power, and suddenly grabbed a huge boulder and smashed it towards Li Yueqing.

  Just about to rush out and intercept, a strong gust of wind came from behind, had no choice but to dodge and avoid.

  When the two came to their senses, they saw that Li Chen had borrowed Qiu Qianyi's knife and flew out with a forceful slash, flipping several times in mid-air before leaping into the forest, flashing and disappearing from sight.

  "No need to chase him, he has already broken through to the Calcination Realm. With the sect's rules in place, it's not easy to harm him with his hands tied!"

  Qiu Qianyi stretched out his hand to stop the two who were about to chase, and said in a cold voice. In fact, he knew in his heart that looking at the opponent's movement, it was impossible to catch up with them in this dense forest.

  "Damn it, let this kid run away again!"

  Zhang Chulang stamped his foot fiercely, his face full of unwillingness.

  "Qiu Shixiong, you just mentioned the fist style, our ancestor also said it before, but he didn't want to say it clearly, can you enlighten your sister?"

  Li Yuqing put away her long sword and walked to Qiu Qianni's side, pressing herself against his robust body, saying softly.

  Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulang also perked up his ears and looked curious.

  "Hey!"

  Qiu Qianyi's smile was not quite a smile, and his hand brushed against her waist without leaving any marks, earning him a white eye. Only then did he solemnly say: "I also heard Shifu mention that the realm of martial arts comprehension is divided into three levels. The first level is called 'shi', which is what we call 'aura' or 'atmosphere', but it's not exactly the same as aura, rather a kind of spiritual application."

  That little guy was only at the early stage of Zhenyuan Realm when he fought against me, but he could bring me a kind of inexplicable pressure, I guess it's just aura!

  "What benefits does one gain from understanding momentum?"

  Li Yue's beautiful eyes moved slightly as she asked in pursuit.

  "Having grasped the momentum, one can absorb more of the heavenly and earthly primordial energy during cultivation. It can be said that... as long as one's innate talent is not too poor, at least they can cultivate to the Solid Yuan Realm. But looking at that young lad, who is only fifteen years old, yet has already reached the Refining Truth Realm, it's likely... this life will have a great master!"

  Qiu Qianyi took a deep breath, his face showing signs of struggle, as if hesitating over some decision.

  "What? That... isn't Lichun..."

  Li Yuqing's small mouth was wide open in shock, Zhang Chulang exclaimed, and this news shocked him so much that he even forgot to be jealous.

  "Hmph, no need to be afraid. Looking at his appearance, it's clear he still doesn't know that he has already reached the threshold of fist intent, and hasn't revealed too much yet. The sect may not even know about him. Without a genius who has grown up, there is no need to be afraid!"

  Qiu Qianyi's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he made up his mind.

  "But..."

  Li Yuqing's mind flashed back to Li Kunfeng's instructions, those serious and earnest reminders, and now she realized that she had misunderstood.

  It's not about letting Li Zhen invite Li Chen to celebrate his birthday at the Li's house, but rather a sincere invitation for Li Chen to come over as a guest.

  This time three people came together, obviously again framing Li Chen into a dead end.

  "Qiu Shixiong is right, didn't Li Chen agree to go to the Li family's birthday celebration? At that time, it will be his death date!"

  Zhang Chulung took a deep breath and said coldly.