The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 355, Parts 2, 3, and 4.
Xu Xingchen's movements were like the wind, like a dragon, and like a cloud.

He leaped and darted among the experts, moving with lightning speed. With each step, he had to change direction halfway through, otherwise, if he continued forward, he would be attacked by two or three people at the same time.

The same goes for everyone else!
The distance one moves should not be too far or too long, otherwise it will be easy for those around to notice the flaw.

They can only move quickly within a small area, and must be on guard against fierce attacks from all directions at all times; they must always be in a state where they can change their position in a timely manner; and they must always keep one hand in an attacking state and the other hand in a defensive state.

Xu Xingchen, Hong Qigong, Ouyang Feng, Huang Yaoshi, Qiu Qianren, Zhou Botong, and the Seven Masters of Quanzhen.
The thirteen figures moved so fast that they left afterimages. The sounds of their fists clashing and weapons clashing were as dense as rain pattering on banana leaves.

Thump thump thump thump thump thump.
Ding ding ding ding ding ding.
Ding ding ding ding ding ding.
*Clap clap clap clap clap clap*
During this chaotic battle, everyone raised their focus to the highest alert level, boosted their reactions to the most sensitive state, and maximized their attack speed.
But
After only a few dozen moves, someone was caught off guard and hit by a punch.

That unfortunate fellow was none other than the Iron Palm Water-Walking Man: Qiu Qianren.

He was hit by Zhou Botong's Empty Fist, and his dodging movements immediately became chaotic.

As a result, a chain reaction of subsequent attacks followed one after another.

On his left, Ouyang Feng struck him in the waist with a palm strike.

On his right, Hong Qigong slapped him on the shoulder.

Xu Xingchen's sword flashed, and a line of blood spurted from his chest.

Crackling!

Qiu Qianren was like a soccer ball being kicked around by everyone, staggering and swaying from side to side, before finally being kicked in the face by Huang Yaoshi.
Its short, stocky body resembled a giant windmill, spinning wildly as it slammed down onto the tiled roof below.

Boom!

The palace roof immediately burst open with a large hole, and countless fragments of tiles and bricks shot into the sky, flying everywhere and making a whooshing sound as they hit the air.

Looking again now, Qiu Qianren had already disappeared below the hole.

Boom~~~!

A faint, dull thud could be heard coming from inside.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

Crackling!

The people in the midst of the fierce battle quickly swung their fists, feet, and weapons, knocking away the flying brick and tile fragments one by one.

The fighting continued throughout this period.

Sometimes, even if it means giving up blocking the bricks and tiles and letting them hit you, you have to avoid other people's attacks or block their weapons.

Although the battle lasted only a short time, everyone already felt how difficult and dangerous this "chaotic battle" was!
We fought until we were dizzy and confused!
Having eyes and ears everywhere is no longer enough.

They rely entirely on keen perception and a highly alert mind to observe the ever-changing and complex battle situation from all sides.

They even began to feel that two arms and two legs were not enough.

The attacks coming from all directions were too numerous, too fast, and too fierce, sometimes leaving them unable to dodge or block them, and they could only try to use the thicker parts of their skin to withstand them.

By now, everyone had sustained some injuries, more or less.

But these people are all tough and resilient. Even if they take a few hits, they can endure it and use the opponent's attacks to adjust their bodies in time to avoid other attacks.

Qiu Qianren was the most unlucky.
Struck by the old rascal's empty fist, he endured the blow, but his reaction was slightly slow, and he was brutally beaten by the crowd.

He was knocked out of the battle!

But it's clear that Qiu Qianren won't give up this battle easily.

With a roar.

A powerful figure shot out from a hole in the palace roof with lightning speed, carrying a fierce and domineering aura as it crashed into the battle once again.

Having already unleashed the power of a breakthrough once, Qiu Qianren was even faster and stronger, unleashing a flurry of Iron Sand Palm strikes.

Thump thump thump thump thump thump.
Amidst the continuous, explosive sounds of energy.

Qiu Qianren was like a raging and domineering dragon, and he fought with everyone once with his palm strike.

After each person exchanged palm strikes with him, their bodies trembled, and they involuntarily staggered back a distance.

The martial arts skills of everyone present were no less than his.

As a result, he used his breakthrough power first, relying on his suddenly increased strength to overwhelm everyone.

However, he could only manage to force everyone to retreat; he couldn't expect to achieve anything more.

The people who were sent flying backwards were sent flying back the moment their feet landed on the tiles, and they clashed again.

This time.
The cracking and popping sounds of bones and muscles echoed from the bodies of everyone engaged in the fierce battle.

One after another, normal bodies rapidly grew and expanded, transforming into muscular and robust men.

Hong Qigong's body was thick and strong!
Ouyang Feng's shoulders and back were tall and broad!
Huang Yaoshi was tall and slender!
Zhou Botong's body became even rounder!

Xu Xingchen's entire body was covered in bulging muscles!

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen had all grown taller, though they remained slender, they now possessed an air of otherworldly refinement.

Everyone unleashed their power from breaking through their previous realms, making the chaotic battle even more dangerous.

Thump thump thump thump thump thump.
The sounds of explosive energy clashing were incessant. The gusts of wind from the clash of fists, feet, and weapons swirled and crashed in all directions.

Then, amidst the fierce clashes, it twisted and turned, transforming into gusts of wind that scattered out of the battle circle.

Crackling.

The roof tiles below were shattered in large pieces and were spreading rapidly in all directions.

soon
The chaotic crowd circled the palace beneath their feet.

Not a single intact tile remained on the entire roof!

Boom!

Another large hole appeared in the palace roof, sending countless fragments of tile flying in all directions.

This time, the person who was nowhere to be seen in the chaotic battle was none other than Zhou Botong.

Xu Xingchen's sword spun and danced, moving with lightning speed, constantly deflecting attacks from the jade bamboo staff on the left, the ghost-faced serpent staff on the right, the seven-star sword light in front, and the dark iron palm behind.
The sword light, like lightning, traced a zigzag path through the air, leaping and darting back and forth at incredible speed, so fast that only the sword light could be seen, not the person.

Even so, he was still being attacked so much that he was in a bit of a daze, unable to defend himself properly; if he wasn't careful, he would be attacked once or twice on his shoulders, back, and other places.

Fortunately, his Yuan Magnetic Ring is best at borrowing force, dissipating force, neutralizing force, and striking force.

All the offensive energy that landed on him was promptly redirected by him, transforming into the power to change his body and dodge, as well as the aid to attack others.

The others were also skilled in techniques of dissipating and neutralizing force, but none of them were as profound and mysterious as his Yuan Magnetic Ring.

Even so, he was still in a precarious situation at any moment, and could be knocked away by someone else at any time.

Zhou Botong was sent flying because of his arrogance!
He relied on the Qiankun Great Shift technique taught to him by Xu Xingchen to constantly draw in and shift the power of others, keeping himself in an invincible position.

However, he forgot one thing.

The people participating in this chaotic battle are all no weaker than him, and each of them has reached the highest level of martial arts, achieving harmony between yin and yang and a balance of strength and gentleness.

He needed to be careful in order to draw and redirect these people's attack; the effort and mental energy required in this process were also considerable.

At first, Zhou Botong was able to handle things with ease, but just one moment of carelessness and he was sent flying by the combined attack of the group.

His situation is no different from the saying "even a good swimmer can drown"!
Whoosh!
Zhou Botong's round body flew out through the hole in the roof.

exactly at this time
Ouyang Feng couldn't dodge in time and was sent flying by the others like a billiard ball, crashing right into Zhou Botong, who had just burst out of the hole in the roof.

Ouyang Feng reacted with lightning speed. While still in mid-air, he sensed someone behind him and immediately turned around to face Zhou Botong.

The staff flashed, and the fists struck in rapid succession!
In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged several blows.

Once their feet landed on the roof tiles, they used the momentum to bounce back and once again struggled against each other as they rushed back into the chaotic battleground.

Xu Xingchen brandished the Dragon-Slaying Sword, clashing with the seven sword lights of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, creating a series of clanging sounds.

Suddenly, his left hand pushed back, colliding with Hong Qigong's broad palm.

With the force coming from both the front and back, Xu Xingchen's body immediately spun into a blurry top, soaring into the sky and dodging Qiu Qianren's Iron Sand Palm that was pushing horizontally.

After a series of tumbles in the air, it landed right in front of Zhou Botong and Ouyang Feng, who had just returned.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

Bang bang bang bang!

The sword light clashed fiercely with the Ghost-Faced Serpent Staff, and the palms attacked Zhou Botong's Empty Fist.

Immediately afterwards, he stepped back to avoid Hong Qigong's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms and exchanged two blows with Qiu Qianren's Iron Sand Palm.

Bang bang!

The air exploded with a powerful roar, and a fierce wind swept through.

Xu Xingchen moved like the wind, transforming into the blade of a butcher, cutting into the Big Dipper Formation of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen with unparalleled smoothness.

The sword light leaped like lightning, as fast as a series of elusive and unpredictable phantoms, constantly clashing fiercely with the chilling sword light coming from all directions.

Xu Xingchen's Yuan Magnetic Ring is just as exquisite and profound as Wang Chongyang's Big Dipper Formation.

After the sword light of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen was touched by his Dragon-Slaying Sword, they all turned around and attacked their own people next to them.

Fortunately, the seven members of Quanzhen Sect shared their internal energy and were of one mind.

He immediately resolved this passive situation and changed the direction of his sword's trajectory.

Taking advantage of this gap, Xu Xingchen had already broken free from the Big Dipper Formation and met Huang Yaoshi.

Since everyone unleashed their power to break through their current realm, raising the level of danger in the battle to a whole new level, Huang Yaoshi has no time to play his long flute anymore.

He would sometimes use the Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm, sometimes the Orchid Finger Acupuncture Hand, sometimes the Whirlwind Sweeping Leaf Kick, and sometimes he would reach out and pinch a small piece of tile that flew towards him, flick his finger, and draw a thin, long line in the air with a sharp whistling sound.

Everyone is fighting with all their might!

Everyone's spirits were taut like a taut string!
No one dared to be careless.
Under these circumstances, Huang Yaoshi became the fourth person to be sent flying!

(End of this chapter)