I forge immortality with spiritual treasures.

Chapter 144 Fighting
"good."

Ying Chan remained composed: "What advice do you have for me, fellow Daoist?"

"Then the only way to determine the winner is through a contest of magic."

The Taoist raised his sword finger, formed a hand seal in front of his chest, and said in a calm tone: "The eternal Dharma continues to spread."

Ying Chan had anticipated this, and upon hearing this, he calmly raised one palm, formed a hand seal, and replied, "Xuan Du Ying Chan."

This is a Taoist custom.

Since they exchanged names and surnames, it wasn't a life-or-death feud yet, but judging from their tone and expressions, they were clearly not on good terms.

A hint of disdain flashed in Yu Yang's eyes: "Xuandu Hengfa has been on good terms for generations."

"You've only been cultivating to the Profound Light realm for a few years? I'm not going to take advantage of you."

Yu Yang raised his chin slightly, his gaze sharp as lightning: "If I cannot defeat you within ten rounds, I will immediately withdraw."

"But if you are defeated, please know when to back down, lest word get out and I be accused of bullying younger generations."

Ying Chan smiled wryly, offering no rebuttal, and simply said, "Please."

"Humph."

Yu Yang snorted softly, then suddenly raised his hand and pointed, causing streaks of fire to condense and fly through the air, heading straight for Ying Chan.

These fire serpents blazed with intense flames, the source of which was unknown. As soon as they appeared, Ying Chan felt a wave of heat wash over him, enveloping him from all sides, as if he had been thrown into a furnace.

However, Ying Chan remained calm.

He was also proficient in fire magic and possessed the Taiyao True Fire, so naturally he would not be burned by this small amount of fire.

Seeing the fiery serpent approaching, he made a hand seal, drawing out a trace of icy energy from his magic aperture and circulating it briefly—

Immediately, Ying Chan exhaled, and a fierce, cold wind howled out, swirling and spreading in all directions, instantly tearing the fire snakes to shreds, and even extinguishing the flames completely with the cold air.

"Water method?"

Yu Yang frowned slightly.

He had previously seen Ying Chan riding a cloud of fire, and that the fire energy was vast and pure, so he guessed that Ying Chan was a fire-based cultivator and thus concluded that he had come for the fire vein spirit plant.

Unexpectedly, in the very first exchange, Ying Chanxian countered him with his water magic.

Yu Yang's mind raced, but his actions were swift. After summoning the fire serpent, he flicked his wrist, and a fine steel ring appeared in his hand.

While Ying Chan was casting a spell to counter, he threw the steel ring, which transformed into a streak of silver light and flew out, trapping Ying Chan inside its ring.

Upon seeing this, Yu Yang's lips curled up slightly, as if the victory was already assured.

However, when Ying Chan extinguished the fire snake and saw the silver light ring coming, he merely raised an eyebrow and suddenly flicked his finger, unleashing a powerful sword aura.

Clang——!
With a loud crash, like a golden mountain colliding with a jade pillar, the silver light was instantly cleaved in two. Ying Chan leisurely urged his fiery cloud and escaped from within.

Yu Yang's gaze immediately sharpened.

Although he spoke disdainfully of Ying Chan, he did not loosen his grip in the slightest when he attacked.

If we say that we should break through his fire serpent spell, we could say that we have the advantage of the water-fire restraint. However, that attack just now should not be underestimated.

His steel ring was forged from the essence of five metals. Ordinary cultivators trapped inside would find it difficult to escape, let alone struggle.

Ying Chan cut it in two with a single sword stroke...

Yu Yang feared that even his 'Day Origin Golden Bell' wouldn't be able to withstand several strikes from the sword energy before it was exhausted.

Yu Yang was unaware that as Ying Chan's cultivation level increased, his 'Mysterious Image Power' also significantly enhanced his spells.

If he were to fully concentrate his Gengjin Yuanfu sword energy and unleash it now, it might not be inferior to the advantage of a high-grade magic weapon flying sword.

However, although Yu Yang was arrogant, he wasn't stupid. He realized that dealing with Ying Chan wasn't as simple as he had thought, and immediately prepared to cast a spell to launch another attack. In a battle between Xuan Guang cultivators, taking the initiative was equivalent to gaining the upper hand.

At this moment, Yu Yang had no time to consider the ten-round agreement. He only wanted to gain the upper hand and unleash a fierce offensive to suppress Ying Chan and find a chance to win.

But Ying Chan wasn't the type to greet you when you came.

Having withstood two rounds of attacks from Yu Yang, Ying Chan laughed and said, "It would be impolite not to retaliate! Fellow Daoist, please also receive one of my sword strikes."

Before he finished speaking, sword energy burst forth again, gathering into a sword beam over ten feet long, which slashed down at Yu Yang!

"Such sword energy can be unleashed continuously without any training?"

Yu Yang's eyelids twitched, and he raised his hand to lift it from above. A point of shimmering golden light rose up and transformed into a golden bell.

As soon as the golden bell appeared, it emitted rays of light, like daylight, protecting Yu Yang in layers.

The majestic sword energy pierced through, as if tearing silk and shredded cloth, and in a short while it sliced ​​through more than a dozen layers of bright light, but its momentum gradually slowed down, and it finally stopped just over halfway through.

But the next moment, Ying Chan attacked with another sword.

Fortunately, Yu Yang was prepared. He knew that the energy of the 'Daytime Golden Bell' was limited. Unless it was urgent, he could not let his opponent waste it. He immediately made a hand seal and released his magic weapon, which turned into a golden fire wheel to meet Ying Chan's sword energy.

This person does indeed have some tricks up his sleeve.

Although Ying Chan's Gengjin Yuanfu sword energy was powerful, it was ultimately formed from magical power, and its consumption would undoubtedly be greater when it fought against Yu Yang.

However, if he were to use a flying sword instead, his Golden Water Flying Sword would not be sharp enough to contend with Yu Yang's magical weapon.

The two exchanged blows for several rounds.

Yu Yang caught his breath, seemingly having forgotten what he had just said, and thought to himself, "My Crimson Fire Golden Essence Wheel is a top-grade magic weapon. This person can't withstand it; I can win!"

Ying Chan, however, still remembered the ten-round agreement and silently calculated in his mind: "Six, seven... eight."

He flicked his finger and slashed away the golden fire wheel of light with his sword, his eyes flashing slightly.

He hadn't expected his opponent to back down after ten rounds, but he was quite interested in giving it a try...

Can this arrogant Taoist be defeated in ten rounds?
Once Ying Chan made up his mind, he swiftly moved away from the golden fire wheel and fled to a high place.

Seeing this, Yu Yang became suspicious and dared not pursue rashly. He simply summoned back the Crimson Fire Golden Essence Wheel to protect his body and was about to speak.

However, one should fly high up, then immediately begin the incantation and practice.

Boom!

Above the Yingchan Heavenly Gate, a brilliant purple light rose, accompanied by thunderous roars, expanding and contracting continuously, its majestic power radiating outwards.

"Lefa?"

Yu Yang was initially surprised by the sheer number of spells Ying Chan was proficient in, but then he realized: "This person is actually the 'Master of Ten Thousand Spells'!"

The power of thunder magic is known to all.

Yu Yang immediately realized that by not pursuing the enemy, he had given Ying Chan the opportunity to refine his thunder technique.

But he had no time for regrets. He quickly pointed with his finger and urged the Crimson Fire Golden Essence Wheel to fly away.

However, Ying Chan's method of casting spells, though a long story, was actually completed in the blink of an eye, and he suddenly shouted, "Go!"

In an instant, a bolt of purple lightning shot out and struck the Crimson Fire Golden Essence Wheel.

This high-grade magic weapon came with great force, but was momentarily stunned by the attack. Fortunately, it seemed to have been undamaged.

Before it could regroup, a loud boom was heard, and another bolt of purple lightning struck down, shattering the golden light of the superior magic weapon and sending flames flying, revealing its true form.

Immediately following were continuous booming sounds, and as purple light flashed above Ying Chan's head, bolts of lightning followed one after another.

It felt like rain was falling!
(End of this chapter)