Chapter Seventeen: Half-Step Xiao Yuan Man

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  On the hundred-zhang battle stage, Xiao Yi stood holding his spear, its broken tip dark and ancient, unadorned yet exuding a sharp aura. As Mu Xue walked down from the stage, the momentum around him grew stronger. Facing such a powerful opponent, his spirit and willpower were more concentrated than ever before. Relying on the keen eyesight tempered through life-and-death battles in the future, his own cultivation was not superior to that of his opponent.

  The boundaries of his future body, with the improvement of his cultivation, are gradually being imprinted into his physical and spiritual body. His grasp on power has reached its peak after repeated deaths.

  "I was wrong," Shi Hu Qian said in a deep voice, "It's not that he fell short, but rather that he is constantly searching for any weaknesses to grasp, without sufficient life and death struggles and courage, it can't be done."

  "The mighty Elephant's Fist is not as simple as one might imagine." Qianyuan Qianfu took a deep breath, "It's just a pity..."

  Qianyuan's Thousand Husband Long wanted to speak but stopped, while Shitou's Thousand Husband Long was calm and composed. The Half-Step Blood Refining Small Round Fullness was truly astonishing. For a young generation to reach such a state in the lower blood department was frightening to hear. Now it seems that neither Tuoba Feng nor Shui Qianliu, or even Shi Taoyi, can be his opponent. As for Xiao Yi, although he is not ordinary and has defeated Mu Xue, who is ranked first among the four, the gap in their cultivation is too great. The Half-Step Blood Refining Small Round Fullness, although only half a step, has already touched that level of realm, and its grasp of power has risen to another level.

  The bright moon is high in the sky.

  The entire Bloodstone tribe was shrouded in a layer of clarity, and outside the mountain walls, more and more Bloodstone people gathered. The Battle of the Great Masters had reached this point, and no one wanted to miss such a duel.

  In the distance, mountains rose in layers. Looking at this vast and ancient land, Xiao Yi suddenly felt a sense of unreality. Just a year ago, he was still living in the era of advanced technology, with skyscrapers standing shoulder to shoulder, elevated highways, subway entrances, satellites twinkling outside the atmosphere, and missiles that could traverse several continents.

  Now everything has changed, only the broken spear in his hand tells him that iron is still cold.

  Rumble!

  The hundred-meter battle platform was shaking, the water thousand flow battle had reached a frenzied state, the wild wind leg had almost evolved to its extreme, every leg sweep out, like a wild wind passing through, the great second-rate soldier's trick displayed an astonishing power, that volcanic tribe woman did not retreat, she swung out one palm after another, the shattered gold palm was fierce and pressing down on layer upon layer of leg shadows.

  Both of them unleashed their true strength, with palms and legs intersecting, each strike producing a thunderous sound, without any fancy moves, this was a battle to subdue the opponent with pure power.

  In the brief span of a few breaths, the two exchanged over a hundred moves, with the two at the center forming a fierce and majestic wave of air that radiated outwards for ten zhang in all directions. The air was shattered, and every blast of energy shot out fiercely without any reserve, causing even a Wusang-level figure to change color.

  In the end, both of them turned pale and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, falling to the ground, no longer having any strength to fight back, yet neither was able to overpower the other.

  One side of the war table.

  Shi Taiyi's sword was like a fierce flame, shining brightly under the moonlight. The nine-foot-long blue sword energy cut through the air, making a hissing sound. This was the Flame Sword Technique, Shi Taiyi's momentum was like wildfire spreading, and he walked amidst the flames, with scorching blade energy constantly erupting. However, the Fire Mountain Tribe man remained unmoved, his white iron sword curved like a crescent moon, leaving behind trails of full-moon-shaped scars, the blue sword energy icy and sharp.

  Clang! Clang! Clang!

  The blades clashed, spewing out large sparks, each the size of a thumb, falling onto the battlefield, where even the thick black iron showed signs of melting, with thumb-sized pits being scorched into it.

  "This is your sword, nothing more!"

  Shi Taiyi's clear cry, the purple copper knife shook once, the knife light grew even more intense, and in the end it seemed to have truly transformed into a blazing sun. Under the illumination of the Blazing Sun Knife Qi, every strand of sunlight was infused with knife qi, and as the radiant rain fell, within a range of tens of meters, the air was completely pulverized.

  This is a terrible sword technique, the Flame Sword Technique has reached the realm of great perfection, the sword is like a fierce sun, and it can even make the sword energy temporarily leave the body, which is enough to cause astonishing damage.

  The white iron knife trembled, and in the hands of that volcanic man, it transformed into a full moon silver plate. The threads of knife energy were cold and sharp, and seemed to have a hint of detachment from the body. The two men were separated by several zhang, with several zhang of space between them. The knife energy collided, causing the air to twist to its limits. Human figures flickered, already becoming indistinct.

  Taobao Feng's body in front, that young man from the Huo Shan tribe was getting closer and closer. He glanced at Shi Taiyi with a nod: "Relying on the second-rate military tactics of Da Cheng to reach this point, you have already shown the embryonic form of the power of refining blood and small circles. So, where is your arrow? Is this your archery?"

  Being stared at by the young man from the Huo tribe, Tuoba Feng only felt that his entire spiritual world was about to burn up, and the pressure of the spirit was too great. His aura was suppressed in his body, and the opponent's spiritual will seemed to have reached the end of the ordinary realm, just one step away from reaching the peak state. Even half a foot had already stepped into it, and the spiritual will was in a period of transformation.

  This is extremely terrifying, a young generation, not exceeding thirty years old, reaching such a level at this age, has already faintly exceeded the category of Blood Refining Great Completion. From his body, Tuoba Feng faintly sensed a hint of aura similar to that of Shi Hu Qianfu, belonging to the Small Round Fulfillment of Blood Refining.

  His heart skipped a beat, Tuoba Feng drew his bow again, but his opponent vanished in an instant before his eyes.

  No good!

  Tuoba Feng's heart skipped a beat, and the next moment, his opponent appeared in front of him. A palm pressed down on his crimson copper bow, and in an instant, Tuoba Feng felt as if a great mountain had fallen onto his bow. A surge of unstoppable force transmitted over, shaking his fingers numb and his muscles limp.

  His opponent's strength seemed to permeate every inch of his skin, containing a unique rhythm that shook his blood and scattered his vital energy the moment they made contact.

  On the stone pedestal.

  Qianyuan's face sank slightly, and he clearly saw that the young man from the Huoyan tribe had a power that was not much different from that of Lianxue Xiaoyuan. Lianxue Xiaoyuan, unlike Lianxue Dayuan, did not require the unity of body, qi, and spirit, but could still merge the body and qi, allowing the qi to flow through the 108 heavenly veins, reaching every corner of the body, even escaping the body to attack the enemy.

  What is referred to as the "Heavenly Vessel of Qi" is the source of humanity's power. When all 108 Heavenly Channels are filled with martial energy, forming a complete circuit, one can sense this new realm, the foundation of humanity's martial energy.

  At this moment, the young man of the Volcanic Clan had already penetrated all 108 Heavenly Veins and only needed to spend some time sensing the Zhou Tian Qi Hai to condense it. Qian Yuan didn't expect that his opponent wasn't someone who had recently reached such a realm. Not only were all 108 Heavenly Veins fully penetrated, but his battle energy and physical body had also begun to merge.

  Tuoba Feng's body was trembling, his strength was waning, and his will was about to sink into slumber. In the boundless spiritual world, there were flames everywhere, and the raging inferno had become the only existence.

  Pfft!

  After counting his breath, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, loosened his grip on the red copper bow, and was struck by lightning, flying straight down to the battlefield, smashing onto the ground.

  His mind was in a daze for a long time before Tuoba Feng came to. His younger brother, Tuoba Han, had a worried look in his eyes. Tuoba Feng looked ahead and saw that the red copper bow was buried in the dust three meters away. On the bow, there was a clear handprint, which was deeply embedded in the bow body.

  Taking a deep breath, Tuoba Feng stood up, silently picking up the crimson copper bow. The aura on his body was once again restrained. Tuoba Han looked at him, but couldn't see anything in his eyes, as if nothing had happened.

  On the battlefield.

  Shi Tai's body was like a dragon and snake, his momentum like a sea of fire. His knife became more and more fierce, the nine-foot knife aura almost solidified, shining with a bright blue light, like a blazing sun. The clear moon was slowly suppressed, until finally only one wheel of fierce sun remained in the sky. The Fire Mountain tribe man retreated step by step, blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth. Finally, he sat down cross-legged, his spirit weakened, and the white iron knife in his hand snapped into two pieces with a "ka" sound.

  Yu Shuai's momentum did not diminish, Shi Taixu's body was like a swimming dragon, the knife's momentum was continuous and unbroken, like a fierce sun in the sky, pressing down on the last young man of the Huoshan tribe.

  This is the Flame Blade Technique of Dacheng, and at this moment, a rolling thunder sound was transmitted from Shi Taoyi's body. The purple bronze knife in his hand had a violent surge of knife energy, from nine feet to nine feet one inch, nine feet two inches, all the way to nine feet three inches before it stopped. In an instant, Shi Taoyi actually connected three heavenly veins in a row, and his breath suddenly surged up a notch, so that his spirit and will were even more condensed, and he took another solid step forward in the ordinary higher realm.

  Facing this sword, the young man of the Volcanic Tribe's eyes did not move, and from within his body, a thunderous sound like a tidal wave suddenly rose up. A shocking surge of vital energy began to ascend, and around him, the air started to distort. The originally somewhat dull aura suddenly surged several times over in an instant, becoming a heart-pounding fluctuation.

  Rumble!

  He punched Shi Taiyi with a loud bang, and the rolling gas and blood were like thunder, the battle energy was turbulent, the deep blue battle energy did not float out of his body, as if it burst out from every inch of his muscles, merging into every inch of flesh and blood.

  Then, from his fist, a deep blue aura shot out, like a dragon emerging from the sea, swallowing the sun and moon. It fiercely engulfed the flame-like knife light, tearing apart its sharp edge without any hindrance. Favorite book friends remember to collect it, welcome to discuss in the review area.