Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 200 Talent and Luck, Life and Death are Predestined

"Huh, why are there more memories and experiences in my mind?"

Lu Wubing had only chased after them for about ten miles when he suddenly sensed something unusual in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He discovered that his footwork, which was originally a light and silent leap of seven zhang (approximately 33 meters) as he ran and chased after the enemy, had undergone a slight change.

It's not that there's a problem.

Instead, the distance he took with each step became longer, reaching approximately eight and a half zhang.

The reason lies in the fact that with each step, the five toes of the foot work together, and the energy bursts forth like fire.

Looking down, one could see faintly exploding crimson lotus flowers at one's feet, radiating a halo of light.

Lotus blossoms bloom beneath my feet, the blazing sun erupts, and my body transforms into a rainbow.

'This is actually the Ziyang Sect's most skilled and top-tier footwork, the [Rainbow Step].'

Lu Wubing was somewhat surprised.

He was certain that he had never learned this footwork technique. In fact, when he saw Gu Taihe, the fourth-generation elder of the Ziyang Sect, use this movement technique, he was quite envious.

He thought to himself that this footwork was definitely no less than the Tianxing Sect's "Fangcun Step," and its straight-line running speed was even 20-30% faster than the "Fangcun Step."

Of course, it's two or three tenths weaker than the free-flowing turns of the "square step".

In general, they are footwork and body techniques of the same level.

If Gu Taihe hadn't only reached the advanced stage of cultivation and hadn't perfected the [Rainbow Step], he would have had no chance of catching up with him.

It's not even fair to say that he killed that old man with his sword outside Mingyang City.

The question is, how did this footwork suddenly appear in my mind?
Moreover, it's as if they've practiced for decades, so familiar with it that it's ingrained in their very bones.
After taking ten steps forward, you'll still be at the Proficiency stage; take another ten steps, and you'll reach the Great Completion stage. With a little more practice, you'll soon reach the Perfection stage.

'Holy crap, Uncle-Master Bi went to great lengths! To ensure the mirror copy succeeds, he even used his own lightness technique as a cushion?'

Lu Wubing kept moving, taking a step that covered ten zhang. He felt his lightness skill and agility improve rapidly after the breakthrough, and a possibility began to surface in his mind.

After examining the "image" mark on the thin gold foil piece more closely, I finally understood what methods Bi Fenkong had used.

The so-called strongest talent for copying a target comes at a price; this inscription even follows the principle of "equivalent exchange."

Of course, perhaps Bi Fenkong's research and understanding of this "image" seal did not reach an extremely profound level; perhaps he only grasped some superficial aspects.

He either randomly steals and copies.

What secret techniques, martial arts skills, and talents you can obtain by touching your opponent depends entirely on luck.

Alternatively, one must take out the cultivation method one is practicing and copy and replace it.

Basically, it means I give you a skill or talent, and you receive a skill or talent in return.

What I offer is my strongest understanding and the most profound secret martial arts skills I possess; in return, I will receive your most profound talents, martial arts skills, secret techniques, and so on.

Once again, Lu Wubing sensed the rules contained within the Ten Directions Seal.

These imprints seem to have opened a back door in this world, acting according to the rules, completely beyond the realm of mortal comprehension.

Just as the sun and moon must rise in the east and set in the west, and great rivers must flow from west to east, only women can conceive and give birth...

Various rules make up a complete world.

The Ten Directions Seal represents some of the irreversible principles and truths.

Writing a single word is a skill in itself.

"Good heavens, Master Bi is willing to use his top-level lightness skill to exchange for copying. Just what amazing talent did he copy?"

Thinking about this, Lu Wubing felt both absurd and somewhat worried.

Even if we don't say that the destiny of "Heaven rewards diligence" is copied, it would be an extraordinary thing to copy one's own infinite vitality or sword-heart enlightenment.

Even if they didn't copy those cheat-like talents, but were just unlucky and copied their own Eight Dragon Swords or the Nine Ape Swords they had just acquired, it would still be a huge disaster.

With Bi Fenkong's solid foundation and his vast true qi cultivation at the Innate Yang Realm, wouldn't his combat power increase exponentially if he activated these top-tier divine skills and secret techniques?

If given just a little time to process it, it will probably grow into a formidable monster.

The first to suffer was their own sect, the Tianxing Sect.

It's estimated that the Bright Moon Sect won't be able to survive either.

It's right ahead; there's no way out.

When Lu Wubing had mastered the basics of the "Image" seal and was able to use it, his footwork became faster and faster...

Gradually, he was just one line away from breaking through to the peak of perfection.

Now, he can traverse more than twelve zhang in a single step, with lotus flowers blooming beneath his feet and rainbow light streaming down his body, leaving a long, crimson trail as he whistles past close to the ground.

Ordinary people couldn't even make out what it was; they could only see a faint, ethereal glimmer.

……

"Nephew Bi, has your injury improved at all? That kid is chasing faster and faster, as if he has seen the direction we escaped in his own eyes."

"Wait, how come his movement technique is so similar to the [Rainbow Step]?"

Ming Taichong, the fourth-generation elder of the Ziyang Sect, was so exhausted that he felt like he was going to vomit blood.

But his feet never stopped.

His body glowed red like blood, and he carried Bi Fenkong's heavy body as he rushed forward, traversing mountains and valleys.

Looking back, a streak of golden-red light shot towards them like a sharp arrow.

At this speed of pursuit, his prized [Rainbow Step] moved as slowly as a snail.

As he descended the mountain, he was filled with righteous indignation and anger, and now he felt an overwhelming sense of regret.

Gu Taihe, my junior brother, is dead, and Zhetian Shou, my nephew, is also dead... So what if they're dead? People die all the time.

We're just fellow disciples, not blood brothers. Even if we were blood brothers, we'd all go our separate ways if a real crisis came.

There's no need to risk your life.

"Raven rising from the fire..."

Ming Taichong sighed deeply, slammed his right palm heavily on his chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, and accelerated the circulation of his true energy once again.

His figure hurtled forward with a whoosh, he was risking his life.

"If we don't come up with a solution soon, I won't be able to hold on any longer. That kid looks so energetic, did you actually hurt him?"

Ming Taichong was already speaking recklessly.

He, who was usually quite careful about his attitude in front of the sect leader's nephew, completely revealed his true nature at this moment.

In fact, I don’t blame him.

Most people in the world are like this.

If you are strong, you will lead us to enjoy a life of luxury and have a bright future, so naturally we will follow you wholeheartedly.

When you don't seem that strong, and you're even suffering defeats from time to time... well, I'm sorry, you're on your own now.

"Hold on for three more breaths!"

Bi Fenkong said coldly, his aura still steady and his tone authoritative.

It seems that nothing in the world can stump him.

But inwardly, he was secretly groaning.

During their initial clash, because of his appreciation for talent, he harbored the idea of ​​replicating his opponent's monstrous talent and did not probe from a distance with his sword energy. Instead, he immediately unleashed his killing move.

He started by attacking the Void of Annihilation, intending to seize Lu Wubing's talent and then kill his opponent with a single palm strike.

This is certainly not the first time this has been done.

After each successful hefty crime, he would eliminate all traces of the perpetrators, leaving no future trouble.

Even the remaining clues either point to practitioners of the Frost Qi True Qi or practitioners of the Demonic Reincarnation Technique.

It has absolutely nothing to do with the Ziyang Sect.

Everyone knows that the most powerful and secret techniques of the Ziyang Sect are all based on the Yang-Yang path.

Conflicts are most undesirable in the practice of martial arts.

It is common knowledge in the martial arts world that those who practice Yang Yang techniques cannot use Yin Yin cold energy attacks.

Therefore, he has kept it extremely well hidden.

I think the same thing will happen this time.

Not only did they avenge their grievances, but they also advanced themselves to a higher level.

The results of it?
Although he tried to overestimate this rising star of the Heavenly Star Sect, he still underestimated him. He thought that the opponent could at most fight against and defeat someone at the Innate Void Realm.

But to everyone's surprise, the opponent not only stepped into the Yang Realm of sword intent, but also possessed a physique and mental will so strong that it almost made people doubt their own existence.

In terms of physique, he was considered to be both internally and externally strong, even stronger than steel. Yet, he was utterly defeated by that single sword strike.

Not only was his sword intent broken by the opponent's sword intent, and he was pierced through, but he also couldn't withstand the enormous force that was like a mountain collapsing... As a result, the sword intent circulated through his meridians, broke his bones and tendons, and almost ignited his heart.

At the last moment, the powerful true energy that combined the positive and negative energies to counterattack was like being thrown into the ocean.

Although they didn't encounter much resistance, they also didn't completely break the opponent's spirit and physique.

One palm strike for one finger strike.

One's own true energy strikes the opponent.

However, he was injured in his right arm and his heart meridian was also damaged. I don't know if he suffered a loss or gained an advantage.

Of course, as long as you can get your hands on the other party's unparalleled talent.

What is lost today can be recovered a thousandfold in the future.

The thought that his treasured image, which he had hidden deep inside his elbow, had been conveniently pried out and taken away by the other party filled him with such rage that he wanted to roar out loud.

"It's almost here, almost here! There's such talent in the world! [Heaven rewards diligence], what a wonderful phrase! Every time you practice, you'll be rewarded. There are no bottlenecks. As long as you persevere, you can break through to the Great Dao and enjoy immortality."

Having just circulated his true energy to heal his injuries to about 70-80% and forcibly expelled the sword intent and spiritual energy from his body, Bi Fenkong immediately began to carefully examine the memories in his sea of ​​consciousness.

When he understood the function of this innate destiny, he was almost speechless with astonishment.

A surge of joy welled up inside me, and a voice echoed in my mind.

"This strange talent means that practicing one sword technique is equivalent to others practicing hundreds or thousands of techniques. Every drop of sweat yields results, and one is always on the right path. Even a pig, if it had this talent, would become the most powerful pig in the world..."

Thinking back to when I was practicing this sect's divine skill, I was stuck at a bottleneck, feeling like I was dying from the pain.

Thinking back to his own predicament when he had finished learning the sect's techniques but made no further progress and could not find a way to break through, Bi Fenkong was moved to tears.

If I had such talent back then, even if I encountered the Eight Kings of the World or Ye Wushuang now, I could have slain them with my sword. Why would I have to rely on an ambitious prince and try to gain a few measly benefits?

He didn't even bother with the achievement of suppressing an entire nation with a single sword.

This is a super talent that points directly to immortality and eternal life.

"Put me down. Once your injury has healed, don't stop and keep running. Stop them for as long as you can."

Bi Fenkong's heart pounded wildly, his voice trembled slightly, he waved away Ming Taichong's help, leaped down, the crimson lotus bloomed and withered, and his figure darted forward at lightning speed.

At the same time, he drew his broadsword from his shoulder and thrust it into the void, demonstrating the Qingxia Sword Technique with each strike.

People assumed that Bi Fenkong's fundamental sword technique must be the Great Sun Blazing Sword, the strongest sword technique of the Ziyang Sect, but they didn't know that it was just something he showed to others.

His truly strongest sword technique is actually the Azure Cloud Sword.

【Azure sea and blue sky, with rosy clouds stretching for miles】.

With a thrust of his sword, Bi Fenkong's footwork quickened, and his sword strike intensified.

He couldn't help but let out a long howl.

The sound reverberated through the mountain peaks.

In the past, even after perfecting his footwork, he felt frustrated by not being able to make any further progress.

The frustratingly slow progress, like that of a tortoise, after reaching a certain level of mastery in swordsmanship, has now vanished.

He felt that with each step he took, he gained new insights into the Amazing Rainbow Step.

With each thrust of the sword, one's spirit becomes more focused, one's will more resilient, and the power of the sword light increases.

The rainbow light that was chasing after us.

He no longer cared about it.

Just for a short while.

If we escape this time, it will be the other side that dies.

No matter how talented or brilliant someone is, once they fall into my hands, I will squeeze them dry. In this world, who can stand against my sword?
"Just hold him off for half a quarter of an hour."

Bi Fenkong's footwork was even faster; with a whoosh, only his back could be seen.

Ming Taichong was speechless, wanting to curse but not knowing where to begin.

At this moment, he sensed the vigorous and boundless ambition of his junior disciple, the sect leader, and the soaring passion that seemed to reach the heavens.

Its aura was constantly growing stronger.

In his mind, he recalled his fellow disciples from the Ziyang Sect, as well as several outstanding junior disciples, all of whom died silently in the end.

And what about the rest of us?

However, with the help of the sect leader's nephew, he quietly achieved a breakthrough.

Those who follow the trend will prosper, those who oppose it will perish.

Bi Fenkong forged his own majesty through his bloody past.

Even though he was a senior disciple, Ming Taichong didn't dare to have any rebellious thoughts. He just muttered a few words to himself and didn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction.

……

The kitten's meows carried a hint of fear.

Lu Wubing, who was rushing towards him from afar, suddenly felt a pang of fear, as if something bad had already happened.

When you feel things are heading in the wrong direction, then the worst is yet to come.

Lu Wubing's face was dark and gloomy, his eyes seemed to be filled with ancient ice, and faint red light emanated from his body. His killing intent was almost tangible.

It has nothing to do with past grievances, nor is it a battle of wits anymore.

This time, it concerns my own life and death.

It also relates to the rise and fall of fortune.

"This Ten Directions Seal is truly too evil. It can even replicate my innate destiny ability, which I don't know which great god placed on me. It's simply outrageous!"

Some secrets can only grow and thrive when held by only one person, allowing them to ultimately emerge victorious.

If you are also controlled by others, then your life is in imminent danger.

"You're forcing me."

Lu Wubing, who had been pursuing at a leisurely pace, suddenly became enraged. The sword intent of the Yuanling Evil Sword in his mind burned like flames, and a blazing demonic flame appeared in his mind that seemed to want to incinerate the world and destroy everything.

His figure suddenly flashed and disappeared into the void.

Even Ming Taichong, the fourth-generation elder of the Ziyang Sect, was momentarily blinded and could not see where Lu Wubing, who was fifty feet away, had gone.

The thought had just flashed through my mind.

Before they even had a chance to realize something was wrong.

A flash of red light appeared before my eyes. In the void of the night, about three zhang away, a point of red light exploded, and the light flowed into my eyes.

"So fast."

Ming Taichong's first thought was that Lu Wubing's movement speed was too fast.

In the blink of an eye, the other party was in front of him from fifty feet away.

The second thought disappeared.

When he saw Lu Wubing's figure, saw the chilling killing intent in the other's eyes, and then saw the sword light...

The Crimson Raven Sword in his hand had just unfurled its fiery raven phantom when it burst open like a bubble.

At the same time, his white-haired head also exploded.

The look of astonishment that had just appeared on his face vanished in a cloud of blood mist.

Lu Wubing looked up and took a deep breath. Countless points of light flowed into his mind, and the violent Yuanling sword intent boiled over like oil being poured on a fire.

He stepped into thin air...

A fiery red lotus flower was created by stepping on the air; the lotus was as red as blood, and the figure transformed into a rainbow.

With a deafening roar.

The figure swiftly pounced on the tall man in black ahead.

"You stole my talent, so I'll take your life."

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(End of this chapter)