Immortality and Cultivation: I Have Too Many Talents

Chapter 343 Enemies Meet on a Narrow Road (Please Subscribe)

The audience below the stage erupted in uproar.

Aren't Shen Xuan of Hanyu Peak and Lei Yaoyang of Tianlei Peak enemies?
More than a decade ago, Shen Xuan made a bet with Lei Yaoyang that he would master the Thunder Escape Technique within a year.

They trampled on Lei Yaoyang and Tian Leifeng's dignity.

This time, they've matched up again?
Shen Xuan was equally speechless.

He absolutely wouldn't believe it if you said there was no shady dealing involved!
Among the more than two hundred Foundation Establishment stage disciples participating in the competition.

He just happened to be facing Lei Yaoyang.

How could such a coincidence happen!
Statistically speaking, there is only a one in ten chance.

But, that’s okay.

Last time, Lei Yaoyang's legs were broken by his senior sister Yun Chixin.

Ultimately, nothing beats the satisfaction of doing it yourself.

If he weren't afraid of being held accountable by the sect's rules, he would have already taught Lei Yaoyang a lesson.

At the very least, beat him half to death and destroy his Dao heart.

If we could instill a demon in him, that would be even better.

A gentleman takes his revenge, even after thirty years!

Shen Xuan smiled and happily flew onto the performance platform.

Across from him, Lei Yaoyang looked grave.

The expression in his eyes was quite complex.

Anger, jealousy, and a little fear.

The Shen Xuan before me was, thirty years ago, an eighty-year-old rogue cultivator who had reached the peak of Qi Refining.

In his eyes, they were ants among ants.

With a slight movement of a finger, he can be easily crushed.

Unexpectedly, only thirty years have passed.

Shen Xuan then became his greatest threat.

He deliberately set a trap, and the two made a bet, causing him to lose face completely.

Even his fellow disciples from the same lineage on Tianlei Peak were blaming him.

Later, Yun Chixin, the senior disciple of Xiaogufeng, took the opportunity to cause trouble.

Under the guise of exchanging martial arts techniques, they broke both his legs.

Although he had reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

Minor cuts and scrapes can be fully recovered with a few months of rest.

The pent-up frustration in his heart remained, making him feel suffocated and unable to breathe.

Shen Xuan stared intently at Lei Yaoyang.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face.

His eyes held a hint of mockery and disdain.

Even the ceremony of bowing was done hastily.

"Shen Xuan of Hanyu Peak greets Senior Brother Lei Yaoyang of Tianlei Peak."

"I've heard that Senior Brother Lei's thunder magic is profound, and he is Senior Uncle Tianlei's prized disciple. He was also selected as a seed for Core Formation in the sect and participated in the Dao-Demon War ahead of schedule."

"I am quite interested in thunder magic and have always wanted to ask Senior Brother Lei for guidance."

"Senior Brother Lei, please!"

Shen Xuan's words directly blocked Lei Yaoyang's retreat.

He is different from Fan Changqing from before.

He has already been included in the sect's list of Core Formation candidates.

If we choose to avoid battle, we will voluntarily admit defeat.

This is tantamount to smearing and disgracing Tianlei Zhenren.

Lei Yaoyang took a deep breath.

Try your best to control your excited emotions.

His eyes burned with fury as he glared at Shen Xuan.

Their eyes met, sparking countless ideas.

"Since Junior Brother Shen is so sincere in seeking guidance, I, Lei, will show you the true power of thunder!"

After speaking, Lei Yaoyang took a few steps back, his aura suddenly surged, and he summoned his natal magic weapon, the Thunder Sound Sword.

"What a sword!"

Shen Xuan's eyes lit up.

Made primarily from the third-tier Thunder Sound Divine Bamboo of Tianlei Peak, and infused with numerous precious natural treasures, it is of exceptional quality.

Although it is currently only a mid-grade lightning-attribute flying sword magic weapon, if nurtured properly, it has the potential to be upgraded to a spirit weapon in the future.

The Thunder Sound Sword shimmered with a deep blue light, filled with violent and wild thunder power.

With Lei Yaoyang's spiritual power, the Thunder Sound Sword grew to two zhang in length, and a heart-palpitating crackling sound resounded throughout the Dharma performance platform.

Shen Xuan smiled, composed and at ease.

He knew that Lei Yaoyang was gathering his strength, preparing to unleash a powerful move.

She spoke lightly, but in reality, she was extremely wary of him.

They show no mercy when they strike.

"Senior Brother Lei, don't rush, take your time."

Shen Xuan smiled and said, "I've long wanted to see your thunder magic!"

"Junior Brother Shen, I have offended you!"

Lei Yaoyang's face was ashen, his clothes fluttered, electric arcs crackled around his body, and his hair stood on end.

That was the manifestation of lightning spiritual power being used to its fullest extent.

He stared intently at Shen Xuan.

He pointed his fingers like a sword at Shen Xuan.

"disease!"

It was as if an invisible ray of light flashed by.

In Shen Xuan's sight, the Thunder Sound Sword suddenly emitted a sharp sword cry, its tip pointing directly at him.

Then, a bolt of lightning as thick as a child's arm erupted from the tip of the Thunder Sound Sword, its violent spiritual energy distorting space.

The next moment.

With lightning speed, carrying a violent and destructive aura, the power of thunder, like a long spear, pierced down towards Shen Xuan from high above.

Extremely fast!

It's incredibly powerful!

Shen Xuan's robes billowed backward.

To the astonishment of the audience...

Shen Xuan seemed to be intimidated by Lei Yaoyang's Thunder Sound Sword aura.

They stood frozen in place, making no move to resist.

Such terrifying lightning power struck Shen Xuan directly.

"Boom!"

A deafening clap of thunder instantly resounded throughout the entire square.

The disciples of the sect below the stage were all dumbfounded.

No one could have imagined it.

Shen Xuan, a renowned disciple of the sect and a favorite to win the championship, couldn't even withstand a single move from Lei Yaoyang.

He was struck by lightning on the spot.

"wrong!"

Someone cried out in surprise.

After the flash of lightning.

Shen Xuan's figure gradually came into view.

He still had a smile on his face.

He seemed completely unharmed.

Lei Yaoyang's full-force attack was enough to kill any mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator.

It seems to have no effect on Shen Xuan at all.

Lei Yaoyang was equally shocked.

What happened before his eyes was beyond his imagination.

Shen Xuan just stood there.

do nothing.

Even if I strike with all my might, I won't be able to hurt him at all.

How can it be!

Could it be that he used a lightning protection suit?
Lei Yaoyang knew that each disciple of Xiaogufeng possessed a unique lightning-proof protective garment.

It can completely isolate the damage from the power of thunder.

A glimmer of hope rose in Lei Yaoyang's heart.

He winked at his fellow disciples below the stage.

He moved his lips slightly, transmitting his voice. The person understood and shouted loudly.

"Reporting to the Master, Shen Xuan is using a lightning-proof protective garment, violating the competition rules!"

As soon as these words came out.

The audience suddenly realized what was going on.

They had long heard of Xiao Gufeng's secret recipe for the Thunder Spirit Pearl.

Besides the lightning-attracting array, there is also a lightning-proof protective garment.

It has a remarkable effect on protecting against lightning damage.

No wonder Shen Xuan wasn't afraid of Lei Yaoyang's lightning attacks!
"Shut up!"

"Master Chongxu roared angrily."

"Shen Xuan wasn't wearing any protective magical artifacts!"

Master Chongxu saw it very clearly.

Shen Xuan relied entirely on his physical body to withstand Lei Yaoyang's thunderous attacks.

There was complete silence below the Dharma performance platform.

No one dared to question what Master Chongxu had said.

The disciples from various sects below the stage looked at Shen Xuan with surprise and uncertainty.

If there is no protective spirit.

This means that Shen Xuan directly withstood Lei Yaoyang's lightning attack with his physical body.

How can this be?

What a monster this is!
Shen Xuan's smile widened.

"Senior Brother Lei, you don't need to be so polite."

"You can use a little more force."

"Shen can handle it."

Lei Yaoyang stared intently at Shen Xuan.

The anger in his eyes seemed ready to explode at any moment.

He couldn't figure it out.

Shen Xuan was immune to his lightning attacks.

At this point, he had no way out.

He gritted his teeth and silently activated a forbidden technique that was rarely used.

An even stronger surge of spiritual energy erupted from his body.

His aura surged to the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

This forbidden technique can raise one's cultivation level by one small realm in a short period of time.

Thunderous power increased by more than 50%.

But it cannot last.

It will also cause some damage to the Dao Foundation and the Spiritual Sea.

It was his trump card to save his life.

Across from him, Shen Xuan's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

Is Lei Yaoyang using a secret technique to squeeze out potential?
At this moment, he was not panicked.

The fully developed [Absolute Lightning Body] is sufficient to withstand most of the lightning damage from Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators.

Moreover, he himself practiced thunder magic.

Her control over the power of lightning spirit is even greater than Lei Yaoyang's.

The wind blows.

Lei Yaoyang unleashed his Thunder Sound Sword, its blade flashing with azure lightning, and thrust forward once more.

This time, however, it wasn't just the power of thunder.

It is the Thunder Sound Sword itself.

Lei Yaoyang's face turned bright red.

With all his might, he gripped the Thunder Sound Sword with both hands, becoming one with the sword, transforming into a bolt of lightning, and swiftly stabbed towards Shen Xuan.

Lei Yaoyang had exhausted all his wild and untamed power.

They held nothing back.

Even Master Chongxu, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but exclaim "Eh!"

Clearly, Lei Yaoyang's attack had even caught the attention of Master Chongxu.

however.

An even more surprising scene unfolded.

Shen Xuan remained motionless.

They did not use any defensive magic items.

The smile on his face remained unchanged.

He stretched out his right hand toward the Thunder Sound Sword.

Amidst the fluctuations of spiritual light, Shen Xuan slightly pinched his index and middle fingers together.

Amidst a series of thunderous explosions, Shen Xuan steadily held the powerful Thunder Sound Sword between his two fingers.

Shen Xuan remained motionless, as steady as Mount Tai.

Lei Yaoyang stood still, sword in hand, but could not advance an inch further.

A series of mournful cries echoed from the Thunder Sword.

Shen Xuan's gaze slowly swept over Lei Yaoyang.

His eyes still held a deep sense of disdain.

It's as if they're asking, "Is that all?"
"Noisy!"

Suddenly, Shen Xuan seemed to be disturbed by the sound of the sword's cry.

Apply force with two fingers.

There was a "pop" sound.

He snapped the mid-grade magic weapon, the Thunder Sound Sword, in half.

Then, in full view of everyone.

Shen Xuan tossed the tiny tip of the Thunder Sound Sword into his mouth and began to chew it.

They ate with a satisfying crunch.

Across from him, Lei Yaoyang coughed up blood.

His face turned ashen.

His natal magic weapon was severely damaged, and Lei Yaoyang's soul suffered a backlash, causing his cultivation level to become unstable.

When Shen Xuan chewed up and refined the tiny tip of the Thunder Sound Sword, Lei Yaoyang's cultivation level dropped directly from the fifth level of Foundation Establishment to the fourth level.

"Shen Xuansheng!"

Master Chongxu announced the results of the contest at the opportune moment.

The disciples of the Tianlei Peak lineage quickly stepped forward and helped Lei Yaoyang down from the stage.

The disciples from various sects watching from below the stage all gasped in astonishment.

As a favorite to win the championship and a direct disciple of two lineages, Shen Xuan's victory over Lei Yaoyang was expected by everyone.

However, the victory was so easy that it surprised everyone.

Despite Lei Yaoyang's best efforts, he was unable to inflict any harm on Shen Xuan.

This is completely unreasonable!
What's even weirder is.

Shen Xuan actually snapped Lei Yaoyang's mid-grade lightning-attribute flying sword magic weapon with his bare hands.

He even threw the most exquisite part of the sword tip into his mouth, chewed it up, and swallowed it.

What kind of Taoist practice is this?
They had never heard of such a thing!

Even Daoist Chongxu frowned slightly.

He could naturally tell that Shen Xuan was not using proper Taoist techniques.

It is pure physical strength.

Clearly, he has achieved success in body refinement.

He is proficient in water magic, ice magic, and lightning magic.

He also practiced a top-level body-refining technique.

It possesses physical strength far exceeding that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Such a prodigy, yet he failed the sect's test!
It's really a good deal for Master Hanyu.

As for the Lone Peak Master...

As everyone knows, she was merely a figurehead.

Master Chongxu felt a slight sense of emotion.

Ultimately, Shen Xuan was not a formation master and had no connection with him, the True Man Chongxu.

Shen Xuan's potential is limitless!
As expected of the sect leader's personally selected prospective Core Formation seed!

He looked at the Golden Elixir disciples in the preparatory group with some sympathy.

Next, these sect prodigies will all become Shen Xuan's background and stepping stones!

(End of this chapter)