The Legend of the Condor Heroes: From Being Expelled from Peach Blossom Island

Chapter 482 The Last Dance

"I'm getting old and don't have much time, so I'm shamelessly taking the initiative."

"Of course, I'm full of energy and in the prime of my life, so I should let my senior have a few moves."

Fang Yu laughed in anger, but suddenly rushed in front of Wu Chengyu as if using a shrinking technique. This was the fifth level of the Qiankun Great Shift.

Using the Yongquan acupoint on the foot to unleash the explosive power generated by the clash of Yin and Yang, the speed of this single strike has already caught up with that of the original Guihua.

He used the move that was most suitable for close combat in Da Jiutian's hands: Heaven and Earth are indifferent, treating all moves equally before Heaven and Earth. He unleashed both palms at the same time, with complex and ever-changing moves that covered the sky and the earth in an instant.

Wu Chengyu used the Free and Easy Plum Blossom Hand, which consisted of three palm techniques and three grappling moves. He incorporated thousands of moves into his own style and also integrated his philosophy of "food from a hundred families".

Wu Chengyu had read far too many martial arts manuals. He had memorized every move back then, and now they had all become muscle memory. He could react to Fang Yu's attacks without thinking, using palms, fists, fingers, or claws.

He would occasionally bump shoulders or knees, and frequently strike with elbows or hips. Except for his head, almost every part of his body could launch an attack.

They might steal peaches or tease the groin, or suddenly imitate those three ghost generals, stumbling like they were drunk and doing a somersault in mid-air, yet somehow neutralizing Fang Yu's fierce attacks.

The two fighters had different styles. Fang Yu's lightness skill was also like a butterfly dancing around a beam, but it was faster than Fang Yaning's. He changed direction continuously while his figure was graceful.

Wu Chengyu used the Lingbo Weibu technique, which could originally make one move as gracefully as a startled dragon, as lithe as a swimming dragon, as light clouds veiling the moon, or as flowing wind swirling snow.

However, it was precisely because of his bizarre fighting style that it became strange and peculiar. After all, while using the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique), he would occasionally throw a groin kick, and even use the Thousand Year Kill technique. No matter how beautiful his footwork was, it was becoming more and more like a street brawl.

But the onlookers were all dazzled. Apart from Hong Qigong, everyone else was excited and secretly wondering how many moves they could withstand if they were in his shoes.

Or perhaps seeing Wu Chengyu act recklessly and with moves that lacked any semblance of a master, they would break out in a cold sweat and secretly resolve never to be enemies with Wu Chengyu again.

Only Hong Qigong, while appreciating the boy's fighting style, cursed him a few times, saying that the boy's fighting style was shameless and even dirtier than a beggar's moves.

However, he did not connect Wu Chengyu with the descendant of the Murong clan in his heart. The boy who used aphrodisiacs back then also had similar combat skills.

But it wasn't as sleazy, and it was clear that it was a forced combination of moves extracted from different martial arts, with the internal energy of each move barely connected.

Although Wu Chengyu's moves were also varied, he had a unique method that integrated the internal energy circulation of these moves together, making them flow smoothly like water, which was far superior to that of the descendant of the Murong family.

The battle between Tiandi Buren and Xiaoyao Zhemei Shou was incredibly fierce, with seemingly endless moves. However, Wu Chengyu's fighting style was too underhanded. Fang Yu was the leader of the sect, and no one would dare to use such a despicable fighting style against him. For a moment, Fang Yu was at a loss and fell into a disadvantageous position.

"Take this earth-shattering move!" Fang Yu had no choice but to switch to another move, which was also the most powerful move in Da Jiutian's hands.

"Then I'll use the Tianshan Six Yang Palms to test my skills against you. Take my Yangge Tianjun."

Both men unleashed their most powerful moves, exchanging three consecutive palm strikes, each channeling their life's inner strength. After three muffled thuds, they each retreated three steps.

In terms of internal strength alone, Wu Chengyu lost. He had practiced martial arts for more than ten years, but it was far inferior to Fang Yu's accumulation of internal strength over forty or fifty years.

So Wu Chengyu only felt his internal organs tremble, his breath become sluggish, and his throat taste slightly sweet, but his physical body was extraordinary, and he ultimately withstood it.

Fang Yu's situation was much worse. He also took three steps back and won in terms of internal strength, but Wu Chengyu's physical strength far exceeded Fang Yu's expectations.

He knew that Wu Chengyu was powerful when they fought before, but they only exchanged one move, which was a test of their understanding of Yin and Yang. Wu Chengyu did not use his full strength.

Now that his internal energy was insufficient, he had to make up for it with his physical strength. However, Fang Yu's body, which had been ill for a long time, was simply unable to withstand Wu Chengyu's divine power. If it weren't for the Rejuvenation Pill he had taken activating a medicinal effect at the critical moment, Fang Yu's body would probably have collapsed.

Wu Chengyu was catching his breath, while Fang Yu began coughing violently. After coughing up several mouthfuls of blood, he was finally able to speak again under the stimulation of the medicine.

"Your body is so thin, yet you possess such great strength. It's truly astonishing. Such a contrast will surely fool anyone who fights you in the future. Your moves are strange, and your body is even stranger."

Enough. With your unparalleled cultivation, strong bones, and immense strength, I doubt anyone at the same level can withstand your power. My body can no longer bear your immense strength.

Next, we'll practice our skills as we did in front of the Yellow Crane Tower, and finally, let me see the mysteries of the Yin-Yang principle.

He slowly walked to Wu Chengyu's side, about arm's length away, and slowly stretched out his hands, with half a foot of space between his palms, as if he were holding a ball, showing no power at all.

Wu Chengyu also had a solemn expression. Just like in front of the Yellow Crane Tower, he stretched out one palm and slowly moved forward. A cloud of energy began to gather in the area of ​​his palm until the palm was placed in Fang Yu's hands.

This time, the competition is about understanding the principles of Yin and Yang. Wu Chengyu still uses the Neither Yin nor Yang Cloud-Moving Hand. Clouds constantly form around his palm, trying to spread, but they are firmly suppressed within a small area by Fang Yu's hands.

Compared to their previous spectacular exchange of blows, the two of them now stood motionless, their palms not even touching, making it seem like child's play.

The onlookers exchanged bewildered glances. They all knew that Fang Yu and Wu Chengyu were fighting with all their might, but their cultivation and experience were insufficient to discern the truth of the matter.

Hong Qigong was also somewhat bewildered. He had enough knowledge, but after all, he was trained in external martial arts. The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms emphasized the control of various forces, and he didn't know much about the Yin-Yang principles of internal martial arts. At this moment, he was just watching a show.

This time, it was completely different from the previous probing at the Yellow Crane Tower. Wu Chengyu went all out, sensing the clash of Yin and Yang in his opponent. Fang Yu's Qiankun Great Shift was even more advanced, and the suppressive force of his palms against Wu Chengyu's Yin-Yang transformation was even stronger. This time, there was no more of the dull thud that made those around feel like vomiting blood, but a low pressure seemed to have formed within three zhang around Wu Chengyu and Fang Yu. Wild grass on the ground snapped, and some larger stones were gradually shattered into stone dust.

Within a foot of their three palms, the cloud formation created by the Cloud-Piercing Hand technique churned under immense pressure, gradually turning from white to black, with fleeting wisps of lightning appearing within the black clouds.

It was like a tiny cumulonimbus cloud, with lightning and thunder within it, yet it was being manipulated by three hands.

The two competed for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, both smiling at the same time. Last time, they simultaneously launched clouds into the sky and let them explode there, but this time it was a matter of life and death.

The rain clouds in their palms could no longer be suppressed. Wu Chengyu's hand instantly clenched into a fist, and Fang Yu's palms slammed together, trapping Wu Chengyu's fist.

At that moment, the cumulonimbus cloud expanded, growing countless times in size, completely engulfing Fang Yu and Wu Chengyu's bodies, accompanied by the sound of thunder.

The members of the Ming Cult and the Beggars' Sect opened their eyes wide, wanting to see through the clouds to see who was the victor between the two indistinct figures, but neither dared to make a move.

A few breaths later, the clouds dissipated, and Wu Chengyu's face turned pale. His body was not as upright as before, and he even coughed twice.

Fang Yu looked even more hunched over, and he had a smile on his face, but unfortunately, the smile was full of bitterness.

The leader of the Ming Cult bent down shakily and sat down directly on the grass.

"It seems I was wrong. The Yin-Yang transformation of the Xiaoyao Sect is indeed miraculous, but it cannot make up for the defects of the Qiankun Great Shift. They are fundamentally two different categories. Even if I don't die today, I won't live for more than two years. This path is ultimately a dead end."

He looked up at Wu Chengyu, and for a moment seemed to have aged decades, but his eyes were still very bright.

"This move was developed by you based on the Lesser Formless Skill and the Six Yang Palms of Tianshan, right? Inheriting the martial arts of your predecessors is nothing, but being able to innovate is remarkable. At your age, you have the potential to become a Xiantian in the future. Just for this point alone, I have lost completely."

However, besides these two martial arts, this palm strike seems to be mixed with other divine skills, which are somewhat similar to my Qiankun Great Shift. This should not be a martial art of the Xiaoyao Sect. Young Wu, you are truly blessed.

What's the name of that move you used?

"Neither Yin nor Yang, the Cloud-Piercing Hand".

"What a brilliant move! It's neither purely Yin nor purely Yang, but purely Yin. To be able to experience such a profound skill before I die, I can say I have no regrets."

However, remember this: my defeat today is not because the Great Shift of the Universe is inferior to your Free and Unfettered Sect's divine skill, but because I, this unworthy disciple, failed to master the Great Shift of the Universe. My Ming Cult will ultimately not be inferior to anyone.

As soon as Fang Yu finished speaking, his eyes slowly closed, followed by several muffled thuds from inside his body.

The power that both sides had been suppressing was ultimately forced into Fang Yu's body by Wu Chengyu. Now that it had taken effect, his internal organs and bones were shattered, and he was no longer alive.

Yang Xu slowly walked to Fang Yu's side. Even though he knew Fang Yu was dead, he couldn't help but place his hand on Fang Yu's chest. Then he took a deep breath, turned around and looked at Wu Chengyu with an extremely complicated expression.

"Young Master Wu's martial arts skills are indeed astonishing. I admire them."

Wu Chengyu took a short breath to catch his breath. He had genuinely suffered internal injuries from that move, and was actually struggling a bit at the moment.

"Perhaps I'm already too weak to fight. Why don't you give it a try, Master Yang? You might be able to defeat me?"

"I am not stupid. Even if Young Hero Wu is injured, Master Hong is more than capable of dealing with me."

With a prodigy like Young Hero Wu, how could I, Yang, dare to be so presumptuous in the future? I might as well return to my Bright Peak and become a local tyrant.”

As he spoke, Yang Xu picked up Fang Yu's body and turned to Hong Qigong.

"Chief Hong, according to my master's last wishes, let him be buried here on Phoenix Mountain."

My master was the grandson of Fang La. After the uprising failed, the Ming Cult fled to the Western Regions. But in truth, my master probably preferred to stay in the Central Plains.

"Our Ming Cult intends to find an auspicious burial site for our master here, so we will not keep you Beggars' Sect members to witness the ceremony. Please make yourselves at home."

Seeing that the rare and unparalleled master who had just fought with him had passed away so suddenly, Hong Qigong couldn't help but feel a little sad.

The Beggars' Sect has suffered heavy casualties and has even more to do. He clasped his hands in a fist salute to Fang Yu's corpse, led the Beggars' Sect disciples to collect the bodies and wounded, and then turned and left.

Wu Chengyu also went down the mountain with everyone, but he was really unwilling. He was determined to obtain the Great Shift of the Universe, and he might still have some dealings with the Ming Cult.

Thinking of this, Wu Chengyu suddenly looked at Hong Qigong: "Qigong, do me a favor. Fang Yu's daughter, Fang Yaning, has been kidnapped by Yang Xu's men. Their hiding place shouldn't be too far away. I'd like to trouble Chief Hong to send someone to check their movements for me."

"What? You've already killed the cult leader, and you still won't give up?"

"I'm really nothing special, I just want to have some fun. I hope the Ming Cult won't let me down."

(End of this chapter)