The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 361 Qiu Qianren's Fourth Breakthrough
The full moon, like a wheel, cast its light like water, illuminating the imperial city where a quarter of the palace had collapsed.

What should have been the most prestigious, exquisite, and luxurious place in the world became dilapidated and ruined that night.

This is undeniably a great irony!

The city walls on all four sides were crowded with people, all of them peering into the fierce battle taking place inside the imperial city.

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen, having returned to their original state, withdrew from the battlefield and came to the city wall.

Everyone looked at him with admiration.

The seven of them didn't fight to the very end, but to have made it this far amidst the chaotic battle of those top experts is already an extraordinary feat!
The reputation of the Quanzhen School thus became even more deeply ingrained in people's minds.

In the midst of a fierce free-for-all battle.
With a childlike smile and a tall, chubby body, Zhou Botong swung his four round arms, moving across the battlefield like a whirlwind, fighting with great skill and his fists flying everywhere.

He performed two different moves simultaneously, blocking Ouyang Feng in front and Hong Qigong behind, while dodging Xu Xingchen's attacks with leaps and bounds, and engaging in fierce battles with Huang Yaoshi, who appeared and disappeared amidst the blooming peach blossoms.

Zhou Botong's Ambidextrous Fighting Technique, which led to his breakthrough three times, truly gave him two extra arms.

In this way, the attack range is wider, the moves are more sophisticated, and it is easier to deal with the siege in such a chaotic battle.

What's most terrifying is that this guy's Empty Fist was originally the most Yin and softest fist technique in the world. After learning the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, it became even more unpredictable and full of ingenious ideas.

Shifting and pulling, introducing and withdrawing, yin and yang transformation, and reversal of hardness and softness.
With a wave of his four arms, he weaves the surrounding attacks and violent, fierce energy like silk threads and stirs them up like flowing water.

This ensures that you will always be invincible!

Xu Xingchen's tall, black-and-white frame stood out prominently on the battlefield.

With a wave of his black left hand, a force as heavy as a mountain crashed down on the surrounding crowd.

Occasionally, it would land on the ground with a loud thud, leaving a handprint about ten feet in size!

With a wave of his white right hand, all the energy and techniques attacking him would involuntarily deviate from their intended direction.

Even the pebbles and stones on the ground would bounce up and float in mid-air.

He manipulates gravity with one hand and buoyancy with the other, so any attack that enters a radius of about ten feet around him will be deformed and distorted.

Not a single one will fall on him!
As the battle raged on, he swung his arms repeatedly, and black and white magnetic rings flew around like flying wheels, colliding in all directions and disrupting everyone's attacks.

Even Huang Yaoshi's Peach Blossom Illusion, Ouyang Feng's Green Poison, Zhou Botong's Four-Punch Strike, and Hong Qigong's Overbearing Dragon Subduing Technique all require careful handling.

Of course, if the black and white magnetic rings he launched absorbed more power than they could contain and did not bounce back in time, they would shatter into scattered black and white fireworks.

Or perhaps, martial arts like those of Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong, with their powerful and domineering palm strikes, could simply shatter those magnetic rings with their bare hands.

In comparison, Huang Yaoshi's attack power was a bit weaker; at most, he could only knock those magnetic rings away, but he couldn't destroy them.

However, the Yuan Magnetic Ring could not possibly strike Huang Yaoshi, who was switching between peach blossoms and his physical form.
Hong Qigong's entire body was covered in bulging muscles, making him look like a giant muscle man, which brought a strong psychological pressure to people.

The dragon image, composed of golden patterns, covers its back, chest, waist, shoulders, arms, and even cheeks.
Each dragon pattern seemed to empower him, making every strike he unleashed a thunderous dragon roar and a dragon form soar through the sky.

The golden dragon shadow meandered, swirled, and danced in the void.

Not only can it launch attacks on the enemy from all directions, but it can also avoid the enemy in front and attack the enemy behind; or it can go around to its own back and attack the person who wants to ambush it.

The dragon-shaped palm force of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms is unpredictable and unrestricted.

Turning freely in the air, it can be described as graceful!

It unleashes power the instant it touches the target, demonstrating remarkable strength!

Hong Qigong's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms were truly cultivated to the highest level of combining strength and gentleness.

It is both incredibly agile and terrifyingly ferocious!
No one dared to be careless or negligent when facing him.

With a palm strike, the surging green poisonous gas receded like a tide, but a few strands, stirred by the palm force, instead circled around from all directions and invaded Xu Xingchen's body.

This intrusion immediately triggered Xu Xingchen's body's self-defense system.

The internal organs throbbed rapidly, internal energy circulated at breakneck speed as it approached, and all the blood and qi in the body were mobilized, charging forward in a mighty torrent.

In the blink of an eye, those few wisps of invading poison gas were annihilated and then turned into a wisp of foul air, which was exhaled from his mouth.

The battle has raged on until now.
Xu Xingchen discovered a fact.

Since he broke through to the next realm four times, gaining a touch of spirituality into his internal energy, Ouyang Feng's poison gas no longer had any effect on his body.

Even after prolonged exposure, he would no longer experience the sluggishness he displayed during the battle at sea. Having truly reached the pinnacle of martial arts, having broken through to the fourth level, some external poisonous gas attacks would find it difficult to harm his physical body.

This is also the reason why Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Emperor Duan, and Wang Chongyang were able to fight Ouyang Feng without being at a disadvantage.

As for Qiu Qianren, who was previously sent flying, Xu Xingchen couldn't figure out what had happened.

Only during the fierce battle did two conjectures occasionally flash through my mind.

The first conjecture is that Qiu Qianren never actually reached the highest level of martial arts, which requires breaking through to the fourth realm.
The second hypothesis is that Qiu Qianren's martial arts skill ceiling was somewhat lower than theirs, which is why he was affected.
If the first guess is correct, then Qiu Qianren has been completely eliminated in this chaotic battle.

If it's the second guess, Qiu Qianren probably wouldn't be willing to withdraw just like that!
As expected, things unfolded as they did.
Xu Xingchen pushed aside the oncoming pink peach blossom turbulence with her white right hand, and her black right arm suddenly swung out, colliding fiercely with Hong Qigong's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

Bang!
A powerful burst of energy, about ten feet in diameter, rippled outwards.

exactly at this time
From inside the palace, where a hole had been breached in the wall, came a furious roar.

Then, a faint cracking or popping sound of bones and muscles could be heard.

A terrifying aura, like a caged tiger, lingered and hovered within the palace, which was extremely astonishing.

next moment.
A figure rushed out from inside; it was Qiu Qianren, who had returned to his original form.

At this time, Qiu Qianren was less than 1.6 meters tall, and his body, dressed in tattered trousers, was short and stout!
A head with only sparse hair around the edges and a completely bald top reflects the frosty moonlight cast by the bright moon in the night sky.

This is his normal form when he hasn't used his breakthrough power.

However, it is different from the normal shape!

His entire body was enveloped in a thin, faint glow, and eight jet-black, iron-like palm prints danced around him.

Each palm print is only the size of a normal palm, but the palm lines are clear and lifelike, as if they were real.

Qiu Qianren, who leaped out of the hole in the palace, was burning with rage. He raised his arm, and the eight pitch-black palm prints that were flying around him immediately rushed out.

Bang!
With a loud bang, a palm strike shattered a golden dragon shadow.

Bang!
A ripple spread out from the green poisonous gas, and Ouyang Feng, who was hidden in the green poisonous fog, was involuntarily pushed back several feet.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!
Zhou Botong's four chubby white fists collided with four black palms. Amidst the bursting shockwaves, Zhou Botong cried out, "Ouch, ouch, ouch!" and quickly retreated.

Xu Xingchen commanded the countless magnetic rings flying around, spinning from all directions towards the two black iron palms that were flying towards him.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding.
One after another, black and white magnetic rings collided with the iron palm, but they could not absorb its power, let alone neutralize or rebound it.

In Xu Xingchen's keen perception, his Yuan Magnetic Rings were like fragile glass objects, smashing against his steel-forged palm.

The result, naturally, was that amidst the crackling sound of shattering glass, it exploded into countless black and white streaks of wind flying through the sky.

Zhou Botong swung his four fists, which were swollen like steamed buns, and exclaimed in surprise, "You, Qiu Qianren, have actually broken through to the fourth realm and made the manifested things of your inner force real!"

Xu Xingchen, who had just managed to block Qiu Qianren's two dark iron palms after shattering twelve Yuan Magnetic Rings, somersaulted in mid-air and landed on the ground several feet away.

Hearing Zhou Botong's words, he couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart.

"Turning the illusory into the real?"

"The profound description perfectly matches the phenomenon I experienced when I broke through to a higher realm."

Xu Xingchen quickly realized what was going on.

Wang Chongyang, the senior brother of the Old Rascal, was the number one person in the world at that time. He spent a long time in the realm of breaking through to the fourth level, so he must have a very profound understanding of the power of breaking through to the fourth level.

Zhou Botong had never cultivated to the point of breaking through four realms before, so he naturally didn't have a deep understanding of it. Now that he had broken through, he immediately remembered what his senior brother had said.

On the battlefield.
With his chest stained with blood, Qiu Qianren, enraged, waved his arms repeatedly, directing the eight jet-black iron palms around him to fly in all directions, shooting out in all directions.

Although the eight palm prints were not large, their power was incredibly strong.

Whether it was Hong Qigong's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms or Ouyang Feng's Toad Stance, they were all forced to retreat repeatedly.

As Xu Xingchen dodged, he saw a pitch-black iron hand land on the ground, which trembled slightly before falling silent.

When the pitch-black iron hand flew back into the sky, the bluestone slab that had been struck only dented slightly.

Apart from that dented palm, there wasn't even a single crack anywhere else!
But when a strong gust of wind swept across it, a column of smoke and dust shot into the sky, as conspicuous as a fountain.

Looking again at the ground where the palm print was, there was now a dark pit of unknown depth.
(End of this chapter)