Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 216 The Winner and Loser Decide at the Yue Wang Temple

Zong Yue led the way, while Ren Shaoyang followed slowly behind, taking one step at a time.

At that moment, tiny snowflakes began to slowly fall from the sky.

Ren Shaoyang looked relaxed as he walked to a plum tree, broke off a branch, and found plum blossoms about to bloom, which were very fragrant and pleasant.

Zong Yue chuckled from the side, "Mr. Ren seems to be in quite an interest."

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "My younger sister likes food, beautiful things, and sparkly things that she's never seen before. I'll bring this plum blossom to her later."

Zong Yue said, "It's truly enviable that Lady Ren has such a good brother as Mr. Ren."

"So, you mean, Vice Sect Master Zong thinks his elder brother is no good?" Ren Shaoyang chuckled softly, as if whispering in someone's ear, "does he think his elder brother is no good?" As he spoke, the wind and snow drew closer.

Zong Yue felt as if he had a thorn in his back or a fishbone stuck in his throat. He dared not stop walking for a while before he asked with a wry smile, "Why does Mr. Ren ask this?"

"Just asking," Ren Shaoyang said casually. "I'm just curious."

Zong Yue hesitated for a long time before slowly saying, "Sect Leader Li is very kind to me, but I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Oh~!" Ren Shaoyang chuckled, "You can't keep your heart locked up anymore."

Zong Yue's face darkened, but he didn't dare to bare his teeth at him, so he could only quickly lead him up the mountain.

Upon arriving at the Yue Wang Temple, Zong Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly, holding a plum blossom in one hand and the other behind his back, and slowly walked into the temple.

Li Ruohai watched Ren Shaoyang enter quietly, the chilly wind ruffling his thin white shirt, and smiled slightly.

Ren Shaoyang finally met the most amazing, most regrettable, and brilliant generation of spear heroes in Huang Yi's world, like a shooting star streaking across the sky.

Handsome!
He's so damn handsome!

Ren Shaoyang hadn't cursed in his mind like this in a long time; he was handsome and dashing.

Then Li Ruohai is a god descended to earth, perfect and flawless.

Whether it's appearance and temperament, or height and physique, it's as if the heavens themselves sculpted it.

At this moment, Ren Shaoyang couldn't help but think, "Pang Ban's talent and luck, and Li Ruohai's appearance and physique, are all favored by God."

"If Lang Fanyun were to say that he had to be blessed with good looks, happiness, and a good family, then he would be blessed with good looks."

Li Ruohai smiled slightly, which seemed to make the entire Yue Wang Temple inexplicably brighten up.

Even though Ren Shaoyang was a man, he was taken aback by the smile and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Then he cupped his hands and said, "Sect Leader Li."

"Brother Ren is here?" Li Ruohai's voice was cold and hard, yet full of masculine boldness. "This wind is so warm."

Ren Shaoyang was stunned. He looked at the white shirt that was fluttering in the wind, then at the howling wind outside, and asked, "Brother Li, what is the hidden meaning in your words?"

Li Ruohai smiled and said, "Cold and warm are both added to the physical body. If Brother Ren can transcend the senses given by the physical body and completely control them, then the cold wind will turn into a hot wind."

"good!"

Ren Shaoyang couldn't help but hold up the plum branch and laugh, "Controlling the physical body, whether it's perception, strength, or qi, you can do whatever you want, whether it's positive or negative yin or yang. Brother Li's path is exactly the same as mine."

"Oh?" Li Ruohai stood tall and imposing, asking in a low voice, "Brother Ren, you've also reached this point?"

Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly, casually picked a plum blossom petal, and slowly handed it to him.

Li Ruohai's expression turned solemn, and he stretched out his hands from behind his back to receive it.

Just as Li Ruohai's hands touched the plum petals.

"Buzz!"

The entire Yue Fei Temple seemed to tremble slightly, and the accumulated snow fell softly.

The two seemed to freeze in place as they handed each other flower petals, and it took a while before Ren Shaoyang and Li Ruohai slowly came to an end.

Looking at the mottled marks on his palm, Li Ruohai couldn't help but laugh heartily: "Using the mind as a boat to control the whole body?" He looked up at Ren Shaoyang, "Brother Ren, this petal actually contains dozens of kinds of Yin-Yang and Five Elements forces, which are varied yet so harmonious and unified."

He closed his eyes as if he had tasted delicious food or seen something beautiful, savoring the moment for a long time before finally saying wistfully, "How wonderful."

Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly and said slowly, "Neither empty nor form, it embodies the principle of all things and responds to all phenomena. The human body is like a subtle universe, and the heart is the core of the universe, its magnificence no less than that of the outer world." After he finished speaking, a "poof" sound was heard, and the plum petal in his hand shattered into dust.

Li Ruohai looked at the pollen drifting outside the door in the cold wind and smiled slightly: "Heaven and earth are the inn of all things; time is the passing guest of a hundred generations. And life is like a dream, how much joy can it hold?"

Ren Shaoyang walked to Li Ruohai's side, and the two stood side by side, looking up at the statue of Yue Fei. He said softly, "The world can be vast or small, and life can be long or short. In my eyes, the world changes, and nothing remains the same."

"Oh? The way of change?" Li Ruohai said, "Since all things change, how can one seek the 'unique'?"

Ren Shaoyang's gaze was intense as he pointed at the statue of Yue Fei: "The 'uniqueness' amidst change lies not in external things, but in the heart! Like Lord Yue, no matter how cold the wind and how urgent the twelve gold tablets were, his 'loyalty to the country' in his heart never wavered even slightly. The 'truth' reflected in this heart is the essence that remains unchanged amidst all changes!"

Li Ruohai looked up at the temple roof and at the empty nest left by the swallows on the beam. He sighed and said, "The inferior ones practice martial arts, while the superior ones unite with the Dao. Mr. Ren has cultivated his inner energy and his martial arts have reached a sublime level. No wonder he was able to escape unscathed from Pang Ban."

Ren Shaoyang, however, seemed not to hear anything. Instead, he casually picked up a stick of incense and respectfully placed it into the incense burner.

Seeing this, Li Ruohai casually picked up three incense sticks and said with a smile, "Lord Yue, I have never bowed to anyone in forty years, but today I will make an exception for you." He then raised the incense sticks above his head, bowed deeply, and placed them in the burner. After finishing offering the incense, Li Ruohai suddenly turned to Ren Shaoyang: "Brother Ren, I have no other desires in life but to reach the pinnacle of martial arts. I have always considered Pang Ban my ultimate opponent!"

Ren Shaoyang nodded and said, "I understand. There are only three kinds of weapons in this world: Pang Ban's fist, Lang Fanyun's sword, and Li Ruohai's spear."

Li Ruohai said, "But now, Brother Ren's sword is absolutely no less powerful than Pang Ban's fist and Lang Fanyun's sword!"

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "The Tao values ​​unity, and Buddhism is inseparable. When you reach the pinnacle of everything, you are all pretty much the same."

Li Ruohai stared at Ren Shaoyang, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, and said coldly, "I only ask to have a duel with Brother Ren to determine the gap between myself and Pang Ban, and to fulfill my lifelong wish!"

Ren Shaoyang paused for a moment, then sighed, "Aren't you afraid that I'll beat you so badly that your Dao heart will collapse?"

Li Ruohai laughed loudly and said, "I won't give you that chance!"

Ren Shaoyang shook his head and said, "Fine, it's better for someone as brilliant as you to die in my hands than in the hands of that inherently evil old ghost Pang."

Li Ruohai shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Brother Ren, you have a sharp tongue!"

Ren Shaoyang turned to look at the statue of Yue Fei again and said slowly, "It would be a good thing if we could face each other under the watchful eye of Lord Yue."

"It's just that it's cold and windy, so we can't demolish his old man's dwelling. Let's move him to an open space outside."

"it is good!"

Li Ruohai drew his spear and strode out the door.

Ren Shaoyang also walked out with his hands behind his back and stood opposite him.

Li Ruohai's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice, "Brother Ren, where is your sword?"

Ren Shaoyang slowly raised his hand and smiled, "Brother Li, I just remembered a very good ritual before a duel."

"Oh?" Li Ruohai asked with interest, "Please demonstrate!"

"Canglang!"

Ren Shaoyang's clothes and hair fluttered as a steel rod suddenly shot out from his right hand!
"How did this get out?" Zong Yue, who was standing at a distance, was startled and couldn't help but ask, looking at the iron rod in Ren Shaoyang's hand.

Ren Shaoyang gently stroked the iron rod and said with a smile, "The Divine Sword Capturing Dragon is the crown of all divine weapons in the world. Its blade can reach fourteen feet in length and weigh one hundred and forty catties. Its length and hardness can be adjusted at will. With it, I will roam the world and defeat all heroes. There is no one in the world who can stand against me."

As Li Ruohai listened to his introduction and looked at the clear blue iron rod, his eyes shone brightly, and he exclaimed in amazement, "Brother Ren, your weapon is almost identical to the flying swords in the legends of the Tang Dynasty!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed heartily, shook the iron cudgel, and a gust of wind and snow rose around him. He said with a smile, "Brother Li, what's the story behind the famous 'Twelve-Foot Red Spear'?"

"Yes!" Li Ruohai laughed loudly, holding his spear horizontally to his chest. "A twelve-foot-long red spear, weighing a hundred catties! Its entire body is crimson red, and the spearhead is made of meteorite iron from the North Sea. The blood grooves drink the wind like a ghost's howl! Ten steps from this spear, death is certain. With me wielding it, all heroes will be helpless!"

"please!"

Ren Shaoyang held the iron rod, pointing it diagonally at Li Ruohai, unmoved as a mountain.

A glint of light flashed in Li Ruohai's eyes, and he laughed loudly, "Good!" He then turned to the side.

Take a step and stomp on the ground.

With a loud boom, the force surged like a long river, rolling endlessly.

The thin snow on the ground suddenly rose up, and swept away along with the thousands of spear shadows that sounded like chirping birds!

This move is the ultimate technique of the world-renowned Wildfire Spear Technique.

"A hundred strikes against the prairie fire!"

Faced with a hail of gunfire, Ren Shaoyang chuckled.

Instead of retreating, he strode forward with an air of dominance and pride.

His gaze was piercing, and the iron rod drew an arc from top to bottom, surging above the shadow of the gun and the snow mist.

when!
Ren Shaoyang's true energy and blood surged, but with his roar, "Rise!" the "Great Vajra Divine Power" on the iron rod burst forth, and the spear shadow actually cracked open.

"Great technique!"

Li Ruohai suddenly put away his gun and took a step back.

With a "whoosh," Ren Shaoyang unleashed a burst of force, which grazed Zong Yue's head and chopped a pine tree ten feet away, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

With a loud "crash," the old pine tree collapsed, sending up a pile of snow.

Zong Yue looked blank, only to feel a cool sensation on the top of his head. When he reached out and touched it, he was startled and pulled out a bunch of loose hairs. He took a step back in surprise.

"Zong Yue, retreat ten feet away, or your life will be in danger."

Li Ruohai held his spear horizontally across his chest, looked at the iron cudgel in Ren Shaoyang's hand, and asked, "What a domineering Buddhist staff technique! I wonder what it's called?"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "I'll smash the entire world with this staff!"

"A good name!" Li Ruohai nodded approvingly, then swept his spear out. "Then let's try my 'Twenty Needles'!"

(End of this chapter)