A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 204 A Sword Pierces the Clouds, Drawing Lightning

Xu Xiaorou's internal energy technique is called the Sacred Heart Technique, a martial art from the world of "Storm Riders".

Xu Fu, who used phoenix blood to refine elixirs and achieve immortality, spent a thousand years learning the exquisite skills of various martial arts schools before figuring out this pure, profound, and infinitely useful technique.

The problem is that Xu Fu himself in the world of Fengyun is a person who is arrogant but cowardly. The Sacred Heart Technique he created has many moves and long-lasting power, but it has no fixed style and no decisive killing move that gathers the mind and body, has a decisive spirit, and can deliver a decisive blow.

This means he can only bully those whose skills are far weaker than his own. Once he encounters a powerful enemy whose skills are close to his own, his ever-changing moves become nothing more than flashy and exaggerated displays. He probably doesn't even use 30% of his full power.

The so-called "Flying Waterfall Raging Tide" is a martial art created by the villain Zang Jingren, the culprit of all evil, from the world of "The Legend of Heaven and Earth".

This man's style and behavior were the complete opposite of Xu Fu's. He was strong, domineering, and full of heroic spirit, a veritable war god who had been bathed in blood.

He was born with a pure yang body. If he had cultivated martial arts with yang attributes, he would have been exceptionally gifted and could have made rapid progress. However, because he disliked his parents, brothers, and true identity, he was unwilling to cultivate martial arts similar to his elder brother.

The Hidden Mirror Man had the audacity to defy his own constitution and cultivate the Pure Yin Technique. The clash between the Pure Yin Technique he painstakingly acquired and his innate constitution was naturally extremely dangerous.

In the process of achieving his goals, he experienced countless near-death experiences. The stronger the opponent, the stronger he became. The more difficult and painful the situation, the more it inspired his fighting spirit.

When he successfully changed his innate physique to the way he wanted, on that day, beneath the deep pool where clouds and moonlight shone and mist lingered, he struck with a palm, causing a thousand-foot waterfall to surge upwards.

The icy waterfall plunged backward, transforming into a raging torrent.

The waterfall gets its name from this raging torrent.

During the creation process, the fighting spirit and madness that came from Zang Jingren, which was enough to defy fate, was gradually engraved into this set of palm techniques.

Tonight, Xu Xiaorou unleashed the vibrant and boundless power of the Sacred Heart Technique, urging the raging torrent of the waterfall to the ground. With a single palm strike, tons of obstacles in front of her were swept up by the chilling aura.

Whether it was originally the ceiling, the wall, or the water tank on the rooftop, it was all pulled up and gathered by this power, turning into a giant hand covered with mottled blue light, which was then slapped out.

Irving had no time to dodge and was pinned down by the giant hand, falling like a fly down onto the street in front of the building's main entrance.

Behind Xu Xiaorou were still many half-collapsed walls and a crooked rooftop concrete layer, but in front of her, the clutter in her field of vision was swept away, and there was no longer any obstruction between the vast sky and her eyes.

Her dark blue hat was nowhere to be seen. After glancing up at the sky, she took a deep breath and jumped off the edge of the dilapidated building.

The buildings, both near and far, are rapidly growing taller, while the shops and houses on the ground are becoming increasingly three-dimensional and clear.

As she fell, her silver-gray hair was lifted by the airflow, swaying like a cluster of seaweed. This smooth, beautiful hair, which was not very noticeable when it was lying behind her, was now exposed, revealing an astonishing amount of hair. As it fluttered, the volume of the hair was almost equal to Xu Xiaorou's height.

"Damn it, damn it, damn that foreigner! That hat was a birthday present from Chunhua, and the hair tie Master gave me, and you've ruined them all..."

The girl, descending rapidly, bit her delicate, seashell-like teeth and uttered inappropriate words that no one else could hear, her lips barely moving.

"I'm going to chop your blond hair into charcoal!"

boom!!!

The giant hand crashed onto the street, shattering into pieces from the violent impact. Freed from the restraint of pure Yin energy, it reverted to a jumble of concrete blocks. Some smaller pieces at the edges rolled far away with a rumble, smashing the security doors of shops.

The shockwave rippled outwards, shattering the glass windows of some nearby shops and knocking the bolts off their signs, causing them to hang askew.

A fire hydrant less than 100 meters away shattered with a bang, and white jets of water gushed out of the pipe.

When Xu Xiaorou landed on the pile of concrete, frost instantly covered an area with a radius of 100 meters. The water jets spraying from the fire hydrants froze in mid-air, like a straight ice tree.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Irving broke through the concrete and ice covering him, stood up straight, and slapped Xu Xiaorou from behind.

Xu Xiaorou raised her right arm to block the blow aimed at her head, and her left hand lashed out backward like a crocodile's tail.

Because of the height difference, her palm strike will land a short distance above Irving's left knee. Whether it's a knee dislocation or damage to the major artery, it will directly affect the body's mobility.

Even if one's vitality is so strong that it can recover in a second, such a flaw cannot be ignored.

Owen kicked forward with his right foot, shattering the ice. The concrete block that served as Xu Xiaorou's foothold rolled and shifted, causing Xu Xiaorou's palm strike to miss its mark.

With a spring in her waist, her thick hair billowed from the inertia, and she spun into the air as the concrete rolled, her palm descending from above.

After losing her hat, the girl looked several years younger, almost like a minor. At that moment, it seemed as if she had shifted all her weight onto her hand with its delicate, rosy nails and slender, white knuckles.

No, it's not just a matter of center of gravity, but a more fundamental attribute like quality, or something more abstract like spirit, will, or energy.

In short, when she struck out with that palm, every other part of her body seemed to become ethereal and unpredictable, but her palm alone gathered divine light and remained calm and still, like an ancient mirror that imprisoned many gods, ghosts and beasts.

The raging torrent of waterfalls... a torrent that destroys the realm!

Irving tried to dodge the palm strike, but even though he felt he had retreated a great distance, he still saw the palm maintain its original rhythm and slap towards his forehead.

He had no choice but to block, and the moment he did, he was shaken to his core. He felt as if a monstrous wave, capable of destroying everything above the horizon, was being released from that calm, mirror-like palm.

The violent impact forced Irving to retreat step by step, but he had retreated less than ten meters when his left foot suddenly stopped and his right foot drew an arc outward.

What a perfect arc this is! So perfect that it makes one feel that this arc trajectory should not be so short or so small.

So once this arc was drawn, it began to expand spontaneously.

As it expanded, it fled to the right, away from Irving.

When it was still at Irving's feet, the radius of the arc was only about 0.5 meters.

When "it" escaped five meters to the right, the arc had expanded five times and deeply dented the ground. When "it" escaped twenty meters away, the arc had expanded twenty times and the depth exceeded the height of an average adult.

When "it" had escaped for nearly thirty meters, it suddenly made a loud noise and finally stopped moving. The deep, arc-shaped trench was filled with frost, and there was a faint flash of electricity between the ice blocks.

From an observer's perspective, it looked like Irving's right foot drew an arc, leaving the ground beneath him completely undamaged, while thirty meters away, a sudden rumble and sinking occurred, forming a ditch.

With this unexpected turn of events, the continuous force of impact emanating from Xu Xiaorou's palm suddenly weakened.

Owen's arms went limp, and he wrapped them around Xu Xiaorou's wrists, pulling her back to the ground. His arms were like pythons, twisting and biting forward.

But with each joint rotation and the forward tearing arc of the fingers, a strange sense of completeness is maintained.

As Owen pursued forward, his joints formed perfect arcs of all sizes, one after another, freely and unrestrainedly twisting towards Xu Xiaorou's retreating figure.

Original fighting technique, Little Celestial Orbit Twin Snakes Killing Each Other!

In the system of Jewish Tantric martial arts, the serpent, with its demonic allure, tempted the original man, Adam, causing him to fall from the state of oneness with God. Therefore, for mortals to ascend back to the state of the original man, Adam, the most important step is to subdue the serpent, which symbolizes the devil.

If someone could observe the full movement of Irving's muscles and breath right now, they would find that at this moment, from Irving's feet to the sides of his back, and then to his arms and hands.

It's like two devilish serpents that are constantly fighting each other, yet simultaneously facing outwards, opposing yet united.

Irving, who dances with two snakes, is a "primitive man" who returns to the world without relying on piety, self-cultivation, or faith to atone for his sins, but solely on his genes and fighting skills.

"It's less like martial arts and more like dance..."

Although Xu Xiaorou disliked the person opposite her intensely, she couldn't deny the incredibly rich beauty of this fighting technique. Its seamless integration of offense and defense, and its flawless appearance, ignited her competitive spirit.

After retreating a distance, the girl suddenly bent over, her arms flashing with lightning, and plunged them into the ground, lifting up a large section of the road.

Irving braced his flexible arms against the road surface in an arc, then pushed off with his calves, his shoes slid forward, and the road surface, large enough to build a small house, was deflected by the force of the impact, allowing him to fall back precisely.

The road surface had just collapsed when Xu Xiaorou's figure spiraled into the sky, and along the trajectory of her body, streaks of tangible, azure sword energy burst forth.

Sacred Heart Technique, Thousand Blades Piercing the Clouds!

When Irving dealt with those sword energies, he flicked his finger at one of them, and it even made a sound like striking a real metal blade.

These scattered sword energies were no trouble for him; Xu Xiaorou's sword strike was not aimed at him either.

As Xu Xiaorou raised her arms, the swirling, shooting azure sword light merged into an even larger sword aura, shooting straight into the clouds.

The weather forecast for tonight was no thunder or rain, and the thick clouds in the sky should not have contained any lightning. However, when the sword energy entered them, the clouds surged and became dark and turbulent in an instant. Dense bolts of lightning exploded in the clouds and, following the sword energy, all fell on Xu Xiaorou.

The girl is very capable.

"Blazing Lightning!"

The figure in mid-air was no longer recognizable; it had completely transformed into a dazzling, blinding aggregate of lightning, drawing lightning sword energy down from the sky.

Irving looked excited, his arms spread apart like two snakes locked in a fierce battle, then turning into a pattern of heads and tails intertwined.

"The Great Celestial Orbit..."

Even a little girl has such fierce spirit, so Owen naturally refused to be outdone. However, just as he was about to test the ultimate move he had been conceiving and looking forward to for a long time, an unusual sign made his expression suddenly become somewhat subtle.

At the critical moment, the section of road that had just been lifted suddenly collapsed.

A bright red, gelatinous substance erupted explosively, looking like thousands of tons of jelly that had been secretly stored somewhere and suddenly blasted into the air from the ground.

But if it were jelly, it would never suddenly reveal a hardened, glossy texture after soaring into the air, and extend numerous branches and leaves irregularly in all directions, forming such a tall, bright red crystal tree.

Irving looked up and, through the crystal-clear tree trunk, saw a thunderous sword light flashing and roaring on the other side of the trunk, constantly growing brighter.

If this incredibly strange thing were to appear in a different setting, it would definitely become a spectacle in the entire city, attracting countless people to flock there to take photos and commemorate the occasion.

Unfortunately, this tree happened to emerge from the battlefield, and even more unfortunately, it grew too fast and, by sheer bad luck, blocked Xu Xiaorou's sword strike aimed at Owen.

Rumble!!!

Under the strike of the Thunder Sword Qi, the crystal tree, which had just hardened, shattered on the spot starting from the waist. After the hardened outer layer was completely pulverized, the soft, gelatinous inner layer also could not escape Xu Xiaorou's all-out attack and immediately vaporized.

The bright red gas rose slowly, like a giant mushroom.

Meanwhile, six miles away, in the first base discovered, the same crimson substance surged forth, forming a tall crystal tree just like the one here.

This tree was much luckier than its brother. After it took shape, it wasn't blasted into pieces in one blow, so it had the opportunity to show its subsequent changes.

Thick roots rose from the ground, breaking free from the concrete constraints of the road surface. They wriggled like pythons, or spread out to bind other houses, slowly moving the entire tree in one direction.

The tree isn't actually that tall. In a modern metropolis, with all the buildings obscuring it, you might not even be able to see it if you were standing on the street next to it.

However, those tree roots were thick, long, and powerful, with an astonishing size, and the sound of them moving was very obvious.

So much so that Guan Luoyang could hear the same sounds coming from at least three other locations on Golden-Winged Sparrow Island with just a little concentration. As for the more distant places, although he couldn't hear them, he could vaguely guess where they were.

"So, the promise of ripening in three days was just a smokescreen? No, if ripening early would cause such a commotion, then what's the point of this three-day promise?"

On the other side, Irving looked very unhappy.

"What exactly happened? How could the gene tree appear ahead of schedule?"

Inside a dilapidated base.

Shenwu Guiyi looked at the bright red crystal tree that had just broken through the top of the base and grown out, his expression filled with deep hatred, but then suddenly he became calm.

"Divine Warrior Maha, what a noisy arrival!"

(End of this chapter)