Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 300 Win
"!"

Chu Cangming, who had retreated ten feet, wiped the bloodstains from his forehead. His expression had long lost its previous composure. His eyes were fixed on the eighth-tier divine weapon, the Dragon Scale Armor, worn by Xu Yunfan.

"I see……"

Chu Cangming's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, completely losing his previous composure. He felt that Xu Yunfan in front of him was like a hedgehog covered in barbs, making him somewhat at a loss for how to deal with him.

His gaze swept over Xu Yunfan's neck and head, his eyes narrowing slightly, gradually becoming dangerous. His twisted fingers, under the pull of his muscles and the contraction of his energy, gradually returned to their original position.

Although he couldn't accept the high-intensity battles to come, he was no different from an ordinary person.

Chu Cangming suddenly took a deep breath, and pale golden mist seeped from his pores.

This is precisely the strange phenomenon of the ninth level of the "Twelve Strategies of the Golden Gate and Jade Lock".

His twisted knuckles made a popping sound like popping beans, moving like flowing water.

Bi Yuan, who was watching the battle, suddenly narrowed his eyes, his gaze becoming serious.

"Flowing Water Sword..."

"Zheng!"

The pale golden mist seeping from Chu Cangming's pores suddenly solidified, transforming into nine golden threads that wrapped around the longsword.

The sword trembled and emitted the sound of rushing rivers, and the originally fierce and unheroic sword momentum suddenly turned into a long and drawn-out one!

His fingers stretched out like serpents, and the longsword moved accordingly, leaving winding watermarks in the air.

These watermarks are not illusions, but the supreme realm of "condensing qi into form" in the Daoist secret martial art. Each watermark contains seven layers of sword energy.

As soon as Xu Yunfan's Crimson Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace touched the water, the dragon patterns on the mace seemed to sink into the mud, and the energy he exhaled was dissipated layer by layer.

laugh!
Chu Cangming flicked his wrist, and the sword suddenly split into three streams of sword energy.

One strike wraps around the body, another locks the feet, and the final strike goes straight for the brow – this is the killing move of the Flowing Water Sword Technique, "Triple Waves".

Bi Yuan, who was watching the game, had his fingertips twitching slightly unconsciously, his eyelids lowered, and his expression unreadable.

On the arena, Xu Yunfan retreated instantly, his dragon scale armor emitting a screeching sound, and fine beads of blood seeped from the gaps in the armor plates.

That seemingly gentle water-flowing sword energy was actually as heavy as a thousand pounds!
"Roar!!"

At the critical moment, the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger suddenly resounded from within Xu Yunfan's body.

The pure Yang Qi that had been condensed after the completion of the Pure Yang Qi Gong flowed through his limbs and bones like the blazing sun melting snow.

He actually took the initiative to shed the disguise of "Dragon and Tiger Hibernation Skill", and the aura of various schools' unique skills such as Yi Jing Marrow Cleansing Skill, Pure Yang True Qi, Nine Luminaries Swallowing Qi Technique, and San Jiao Nourishing Sword Technique erupted like a volcano.

The dragon patterns on the Crimson Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace came to life completely, and the temperature of the mace soared to a terrifying level, instantly vaporizing the snow within a three-zhang radius.

Xu Yunfan paused for a moment, then his gaze hardened instantly.

You can catch it yourself; if you can hide it, then hide it!

and……

When Chu Cangming's sword energy descended, Xu Yunfan did something that caused an uproar throughout the audience.

He abandoned defense and launched an offensive, hurling the Crimson Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace like a javelin at the point where the sword energy was most concentrated.

This seemingly suicidal act actually concealed a hidden agenda.

The hidden force of the "Nine Profound Dragon-Soaring Mace Technique" wrapped around the mace's tail erupted the moment it came into contact with the vortex, and the nine dragon-shaped energy energies tore cracks in the structure of the sword energy.

Xu Yunfan seized the opportunity to rush forward, meeting Chu Cangming's slightly surprised expression. Chu Cangming had no idea that Xu Yunfan would spot the weakness in his hidden energy at first glance.

Xu Yunfan, his hands clasped in a hammer shape, unleashed the most basic opening move of the Thousand-Pound Mountain-Shaking Hammer Technique, "Heavenly River Falls to Earth." *Thud!*

The simple, unadorned punch landed squarely on Chu Cangming's chest, producing a metallic clang.

As Xu Yunfan's finger bones trembled, the light of the Heavenly Silkworm Silver Armor was revealed beneath Chu Cangming's Taoist robe.

He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, but he wasn't surprised.

As the chief disciple of the Dao Sect's lineage, it is perfectly normal for Chu Cangming to be protected by divine weapons and armor.

However, the real killing move of this punch lies in the sword energy that has been nurtured for a long time by the "Three Burners Sword Nourishing Technique". Although the silver silk armor blocked most of it, a small part still penetrated into the internal organs through the undefended parts of the fist energy, and exploded into thirty-six small sword beams in Chu Cangming's body.

"puff!"

Amidst the spray of blood mist from Chu Cangming, as he staggered backward, he suddenly changed his move, his body shifting like a shadow, his longsword piercing straight into Xu Yunfan's back.

This "earth dragon somersault" was originally a hidden weapon technique, but now Chu Cangming used his natal sword to execute it, the sword speed so fast that it left afterimages in the air.

In the face of life and death, Xu Yunfan displayed an extremely terrifying fighting instinct.

Despite his surprise, he remained calm. With his qi and blood resonating, his golden marrow surged, and with a burst of power, he snatched the Crimson Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace from mid-air. The tendons in his neck were taut like a bowstring, and his swift legs perfectly achieved the wall-climbing effect, allowing him to complete a divine somersault in mid-air.

At the same time, Xu Yunfan, who was in mid-air, took advantage of the momentum of the flip and swung out his heavy mace.

The sparks from the second collision of the mace and sword scattered like iron flowers.

Surprisingly, the two were now evenly matched.

Just as Chu Cangming was about to gather his strength for another attack, Xu Yunfan suddenly let out a long roar.

At this moment, the complex techniques within his body achieved a delicate balance: the unity of body and mind achieved through the practice of the "Lin Zi Jue" (临字诀), the true qi of the "Chun Yang Yi Qi Gong" (纯阳一气功), the blood qi of the "Jiu Yao Tun Qi Shu" (九曜吞气术), and the golden marrow power of the Yi Jing Xi Sui Gong (易经洗髓功) all contributed to the resonant sound of his jade bones.

Xu Yunfan's Crimson Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace suddenly unleashed a mountain-shaking power. This move, which combined the Mountain-Crushing Style of the Thousand-Pound Mountain-Shaking Hammer Technique with the Dragon Head Raising Style of the Eight Desolate Dragon-Falling Mace Technique, completely broke the conventional scope of Daoist martial arts.

clang!
With the final clang, the longsword spun and flew ten zhang away, embedding itself deeply into the boundary marker of the martial arts arena on Xuanxiao Peak.

Chu Cangming staggered back seven steps before regaining his balance. Looking down, he saw that the protective mirror on his chest had shattered into a spiderweb pattern, and the scorch marks from the pure Yang energy emitted a pungent blue smoke.

This divine weapon and armor was actually damaged by this single blow.

Xu Yunfan's mace tip rested firmly on Chu Cangming's shoulder, the dragon patterns on the mace moving like living creatures, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.

"Senior Brother Chu, you flatter me."

Xu Yunfan's calm voice rang out on the arena.

The two exchanged no more than ten moves, but each move was executed with all their might, and they narrowly escaped death.

In the deathly silence, the sound of falling snow could be heard clearly.

Cui Yu's eyes widened in surprise.

Bi Yuan sat upright in the main seat, the hem of his Daoist robe fluttering even without wind. This Grandmaster of the Ninth Realm had unconsciously released his aura during the duel just now.

The disciples of the Thirty-Six Peaks fell silent. They finally understood why their sect leader had said that this young man could "inherit the legacy of the ancients and carry on the legacy of the sages."

Chu Cangming suddenly burst into laughter, the sound shaking the snow off the pine branches.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute: "Junior Brother's mace strike truly deserves the title 'All Laws Return to Their Flow'."

When Xu Yunfan returned the salute, he realized that his right arm was bent unnaturally. The recoil from the fusion technique had caused cracks in his arm bone, which was at the peak of the Marrow Cleansing stage.

Without changing his expression, his muscles slightly tensed, and then a 'pop' sound was heard as his bones instantly returned to their original positions.

(I'm so tired today, I'll try my best tomorrow, thank you everyone!)
(End of this chapter)