The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 217 The Double Superposition State of the Magnetic Ring
Black and white true energy, spreading like lightning
Golden Qi, swift as the wind.
Two streams of true energy of different natures collided fiercely in the middle of the black rope.

Boom!

The energy explodes and is as dull as thunder.

The black rope was like a disturbed dragon snake. Amid the rattling sound of the rings colliding, it twisted and shook violently, winding like the waves.

Xu Xingchen snorted coldly, lowered his waist and sat on the horse, and output three streams of true energy in succession, rushing forward like a tide, spreading at a rapid speed and with astonishing momentum.

The monk robe on Dujie's body seemed to be blown by the wind, swelling and flying. He also quickly output three streams of true energy and stepped forward without giving in.

In this head-on battle, if he retreats even a little, he will be doomed, so he has to fight!
boom!
boom!
boom!
There were three consecutive explosions of energy, like three thunders striking out of nowhere, and the location where the two streams of true energy collided was getting closer and closer to the tribulation each time.

The long black rope pulled by the two men's hands was shaking like a dragon or snake, leaving a wave-like afterimage.

This black iron chain must have some rare material added to it, otherwise, it would have broken into several pieces after being pulled and tossed by the two people.

"come on!"

Xu Xingchen was getting excited about the fight. With a long roar, the black rope rose up suddenly. Dujie on the other end could no longer hold his body steady. His feet left the ground in an instant and he flew into the sky. His short and skinny body flew up and down like a broken leaf in the wind and was dragged over involuntarily.

"Amitabha!"

Although Du Jie was shocked, he was not panicked. He chanted the Buddha's name, which shook the void. Suddenly, golden aura flowed from his body, outlining twisted and winding Sanskrit characters in the air around him. There were a total of eighteen.
The next moment, eighteen golden Sanskrit characters were as agile as butterflies, flying and circling forward, and quickly attached themselves to the black rope that Dujie was holding tightly. Then, they spread along the black rope like flowing water, and soon covered the entire black rope.

These things happened suddenly and it takes a long time to describe them, but all the changes were completed in the blink of an eye.

It can be seen that Dujie's control over his own martial arts divine appearance has reached an astonishing level.

When the eighteen Sanskrit characters spread across the entire black rope, Dujie's figure had only been pulled half the distance.

Dujie, who was in mid-air, shook the black rope in his hand again, and the eighteen Sanskrit characters shone brightly with golden light, quickly rendering the entire black rope into a golden color, which was more dazzling and sparkling than the golden color brought by the previous coverage of true energy.

At the same time, an unstoppable force suddenly erupted, and Xu Xingchen felt as if his hands were grabbing a slippery carp. With a whoosh, the black rope slipped out.

"Good strength!"

Xu Xingchen praised loudly and looked up at the sky.

Dujie, who was high in the sky, pulled the golden chain inlaid with the eighteen Sanskrit characters back to his side, and it spun and danced in the air, drawing one golden circle after another, covering Xu Xingchen on the ground.

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

As two more Buddhist chants were sounded, the two golden dragons that had been bound by the Yuan magnetic ring for a breath broke through their cages and were pulled into the sky by two short figures who also leaped high into the sky.

Golden Qi flowed from Du'e and Du'nan's bodies, quickly outlining golden Sanskrit characters in the air.
Thirty-six Sanskrit characters, like flying birds and golden butterflies, circled and danced and landed on the black ropes in the hands of the two people, spreading rapidly like flowing water.

The two of them also drew golden circles one after another with the golden iron chain, following the circle of tribulation, and covered Xu Xingchen on the ground.

At the same time, whether it was Xu Xingchen who was looking up on the ground, or the people around who were watching the battle, bursts of Zen chanting rang out in their hearts, as if countless monks in the Great Hall were solemnly chanting the magnificent scriptures together.

"King Kong! King Kong!"

"Subdue the demon! Subdue the demon!"

As a result, everyone naturally realized that this was the martial arts divine appearance of the three great monks Du'e, Dujie, and Du'nan, and also their magical skills.
Vajra Demon Subduing Circle!
In the sky, three thin figures, with their monk robes fluttering, were riding on golden circles of Vajra Subduing Demons and falling towards the white-robed figure on the ground.

Before the attack arrived, the mountain-like momentum had already firmly locked onto Xu Xingchen's body and limbs, imprisoning him in place and making it impossible for him to move.

Xu Xingchen stood on the ground, looking up at the three golden circles covering the sky, with a raging fighting spirit rising in his eyes.

Although his body was locked by three powerful thoughts descending from the sky and was suppressed by the mountain-like momentum, his hair was blown by the strong wind that rushed down first, and his clothes fluttered.
But he was like an unyielding fighter, a brave man who would never be defeated, with a faint smile on his face.
Two streams of light suddenly emerged from Xu Xingchen's body, and in the blink of an eye, a buzzing magnetic ring formed around him.
At the moment when the three golden rings in the sky completely fell down, two black and white wisdom tails of light emerged from the body, forming a second magnetic magic ring.

Rumble~~~!

Three Vajra Demon Subduing Circles fell to the ground, the square shook, and the bluestone floor within a radius of several feet exploded at the same time. Countless pieces of gravel and dust rose into the air, submerging the figures of the three old monks and Xu Xingchen.

In the rolling dust rising into the sky, there were black and white tails of light flickering and golden rings appearing and falling.

Boom boom boom boom.
The sound of energy exploding came one after another, each one louder than the last.

The powerful energy burst out and the wind was blowing wildly, stirring the rolling dust and smoke into even greater chaos, making it surge like a tide.

All the people watching the battle around were looking at the fierce battlefield with concern.

Everyone in the camps of the various martial arts sects in the Central Plains had a frown on their face, their hearts in their throats.

This battle has continued until now and has turned into a face-saving dispute between the righteous and evil forces.

If the three Shaolin monks won, they could still save some face; if they lost, they would not have to fight against the Ming Cult in the future, and would just retreat whenever they saw someone from the Ming Cult.
The people in the Ming Cult camp were also somewhat uneasy. Although they had great confidence in their leader, they were after all one against three, and these were three senior monks from the Shaolin Temple. Not only were their skills far superior to those of ordinary people, but they had also all comprehended the divine aspects of martial arts.
In their opinion, even if their leader's martial arts were unparalleled, he would probably be stretched to the limit against three such powerful opponents.

After retreating for a distance, Nun Miejue had to retreat for another distance. She watched the fierce battlefield not far away with cold eyes, feeling extremely heavy.

Only after seeing the profound heritage of Shaolin Temple with her own eyes did she realize how naive and ridiculous her original idea of leading the Emei Sect to surpass Shaolin and Wudang was.

Even though she has obtained the Nine Yin Scriptures now, the Shaolin Temple also has the 72 unique skills. After going through several dynasties, it is still the leading leader of the Central Plains martial arts world.

The Wudang Sect is led by Zhang Sanfeng, the most powerful person in the world. He is a living legend and a terrifying existence that suppressed an era.
She wants to surpass Shaolin Temple and Wudang Sect by relying on the Nine Yin Scriptures. She is simply dreaming!

In the dusty battlefield
Xu Xingchen was surrounded by two magnetic rings, which were intertwined at a 45-degree angle to each other, forming an unbreakable and strong barrier to resist attacks from all directions.

The three old monks waved long ropes and displayed their signature skill "Vajra Subduing Demon Circle", throwing golden rings at the opponent in the center.

Each golden ring is covered with eighteen golden Sanskrit characters that are constantly changing in shape.

Accompanied by the sound of Buddhist scriptures and Zen chanting, eighteen golden Sanskrit characters sometimes shone brightly and sometimes restrained their divine light. The three Vajra Demon Subduing Circles changed accordingly, sometimes shrinking, sometimes enlarging, sometimes flying horizontally, and sometimes splitting vertically, breaking through the heavy dust and slamming heavily onto Xu Xingchen's Yuan magnetic magic ring one after another.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The frequency of this collision is not high, but each collision will burst out a circle of extremely violent energy ripples, rushing straight three feet away.

The bluestone slabs on the ground were shattered into powder by the circles of energy ripples, and the soil underneath was shaken up into the air, adding to the rolling dust.

Xu Xingchen stood in the center, motionless, relying on the superposition state of the two magnetic rings to resist the repeated attacks of the three Vajra Demon Subduing Circles.

Although every time he was hit by the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle, the magnetic field around him would vibrate violently and affect the circulation of true Qi in his body, he did not move or fight back. He just stood there quietly, closing his eyes and enduring the attacks again and again.

The superposition state of the two magnetic rings is another achievement he made by integrating some of the essence of his own Yin-Yang Qigong, Qiankun Da Nuoyi mental method, Nine Yang Magic Art, and Star Absorbing Art.

Different from the miniature version of the Yuanci Magic Ring, it is a method of fighting the enemy used to absorb and exhale the enemy's true qi and move the enemy's weapons.

At this time, the Yuanci magic ring still maintains its original function of protecting and rebounding, and then under the superposition state of two Yuanci magic rings, it further optimizes the function of protecting and rebounding, making it more perfect and more powerful.

This perfection and power far exceeds the multiple of one plus one equals two, it is a multiple increase.

However, in the initial stage of creating a new martial art, some experiments are always needed to verify whether the idea is feasible and perfect.
Nowadays, the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle of the three old monks Du'e, Dujie and Dunan is the best object of verification.

Xu Xingchen stood there, motionless, relying on the double magnetic magic ring to resist the attacks of the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle time and time again.

The dual magnetic ring is like a piece of red-hot pig iron. Under the forging of the "iron hammers" of the three Vajra Demon-Subduing Circles, it removes impurities from its body time and time again, and makes tiny adjustments time and time again, allowing its own structure to become more complete and perfect with repeated hammering.

Xu Xingchen was enjoying the experiment and fine-tuning under heavy pressure, but he didn't know that his calm attitude made the three old monks who were besieging him gradually panic.
(End of this chapter)