Fantasy: I can equip everything

If the pinnacle of Tianyin Temple martial arts is the silence of the greatest sound, then the highest level of Hunyuan Palm of Hunyuan Sect is the formlessness of the greatest form.

It is a unified whole, operating freely.

With a single palm strike, all internal energy was completely concentrated within it, without the slightest leakage, and naturally there was no earth-shattering phenomenon.

Without any movement, all the power was concentrated in it, making the palm strike it out terrifying.

Chen Chuang's palm strike directly consumed 20 points of internal energy, maximizing the power of the Hunyuan Palm.

An attack equivalent to three times one's own strength.

This palm strike was at the level of the mid-stage of the Gang Sha Realm.

"Cough cough cough! You...you actually..."

The monk Xisheng slowly rose, spitting out blood.

Her fair face lost all color and turned deathly pale, and her monk's robes were tattered and torn.

He never expected that Chen Chuang would be able to unleash such a powerful Hunyuan Palm technique.

"Didn't he only join your Hunyuan Sect not long ago?"

While Xing Hai was excited, he looked at Li Feiyu with a puzzled expression.

Li Feiyu opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Could it be that Chen Chuang has only had the Hunyuan Palm martial art for less than two days?

The Hunyuan Sect has a long history and has been operating in this Yuzhou area for many years.

However, no one has ever been able to cultivate the Hunyuan Palm martial art to a perfect state.

Because it's too difficult!

The internal energy within the body is controlled as if it were an arm, perfectly round and without leakage. Even the senior masters of their Hunyuan Sect could not achieve this.

However, Chen Chuang, after only a few days of obtaining the cultivation technique, had already cultivated it to the perfect level, achieving something that no one before him had ever done.

Li Feiyu felt a little numb.

He was once praised by his own elder for his exceptional talent, which was unparalleled in the world.

But in front of Chen Chuang, he seemed like an unenlightened child.

"Very well! Since you still have such tricks up your sleeve, then continue!"

hope Sheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a hint of madness in his eyes.

The previous composure was completely gone.

Anxious!

In the entire Yuzhou, he was the only one who had mastered his family's martial arts to the extreme.

Now, this young man who appeared out of nowhere has actually accomplished the same thing as him.

A murderous glint flashed in hope Sheng's eyes as his blood-stained fingertips touched the Jiao Wei Qin.

Originally, he thought it best to play it safe and defeat Chen Chuang, let him leave, and keep the secret of Yinling Mountain safe.

But now, he doesn't want Chen Chuang to leave here alive!

Ta-da!

The strings vibrated, and spring thunder rumbled.

hope Sheng's fingers continued to play, one piece after another.

The continuous, melodious piano music was like a piece played by a master.

The spring thunder, though pervasive, gradually grew heavier.

When hope Sheng stopped playing, his forehead covered in sweat, the thunderous aura around him had almost materialized.

go with!

He strained out one last time.

The lightning around him shot towards Chen Chuang like arrows released from a bow.

While martial arts at the pinnacle of mastery are undeniably powerful, they consume a great deal of internal energy.

With his cultivation level at the Gang Sha Realm, he could only play seven notes, which was already his limit.

Although Chen Chuang could also use martial arts at the perfect level, his skill level was ultimately limited.

How many more times can he unleash a Hunyuan Palm attack of that intensity?

Once? Twice? At most three times!

How can I withstand my own attack?

hope Sheng was full of confidence.

But the next moment, Chen Chuang's expression remained unchanged. He gently raised his hands and unleashed ten consecutive Hunyuan Palm strikes.

hope Sheng's mouth was slightly open, and he had only one thought in his mind.

It's a lie, it's definitely a lie!

He was just putting on an act; how could he possibly use it continuously...?

Tear!

The lightning net was torn apart!

The dense bolts of lightning shattered instantly, as if struck by a sledgehammer.

The remaining electric arc was attracted by the invisible palm print, outlining its shape.

One, two, three...ten!

Ten times!

hope Sheng suddenly felt at ease.

He opened his arms and quietly awaited death.

The power of a martial art at its peak was enough to make him vomit blood with a single palm strike.

Ten blows, and he wouldn't survive!

Fortunately, just as those palm prints were about to land on him, two figures suddenly appeared in front of him.

One on the left and one on the right, both emanating cultivation fluctuations of the late stage of the Gang Sha Realm.

A black knife and a finger strike collided with the palm print of the Hunyuan Palm, blocking Chen Chuang's attack.

At the same time, it saved Xisheng's life.

Rumble!

Amidst the roar, the qi scattered, and the aftershocks forced the onlookers to retreat.

A moment later, the noise subsided.

Hu Changfeng and Xu Liuyun stood in front of Monk Xisheng, exchanged a glance, and found that their eyes were filled with shock.

This young undercover agent is incredibly skilled.

"It seems against the rules for two senior figures to interfere in the duel, doesn't it?"

Chen Chuang's voice drifted over from afar.

Hu Changfeng gave an awkward smile and tried to salvage the situation, saying, "After all, it's just a friendly spar, so we should prioritize harmony and avoid any injuries or fatalities."

Chen Chuang looked at them quietly, then suddenly smiled and said, "What you say makes sense. So, according to the rules... shouldn't the distribution of the Spirit-Attracting Grass in Spirit-Attracting Mountain this time be decided by our Hunyuan Sect?"

"In that case, please withdraw your men from the Black Blade Sect. Our Hunyuan Sect will take care of the defense."

After hearing Chen Chuang's words, Hu Changfeng was speechless.

"this..."

After hesitating for a long time, he could only bite the bullet and say, "We still need to discuss it further, after all, the competition is..."

Chen Chuang interrupted him directly, saying, "Why aren't you using the rules as an excuse anymore?"

Hu Changfeng wanted to say something more, but then he heard a majestic voice coming from the sky.

"Do as he says. No matter how strong the Black Knife Sect is, they still have to follow the rules!"

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and, upon seeing the figure in the sky, immediately bowed in respect.

"Greetings, Commander Zhu!"