I am Jinshan Youxia

If a certain rate is maintained, the transformed body can fully support it, and even feels a bit like a massage.

He had previously wondered if he could pass on his skills to everyone in the world when he was teaching thousands of people in Suzhou. However, he later discovered that it was impossible because the nature of true qi was too loose. It would quickly dissipate in the air, and who knows where it went or what it turned into.

However, the new true energy that merges with the spring water of immortality will not dissipate easily, thus creating space for spreading martial arts throughout the world.

Or, to put it another way, spread true energy throughout the world, create a completely different and larger-scale Valley of Immortality, and let everyone soak in new true energy that is more powerful than the Spring of Immortality, nourishing their bodies. If someone knows the technique of absorbing power with the Northern Darkness Divine Art, they can also absorb this true energy to actively become stronger.

At that time, flying through the sky, moving mountains and filling seas, and achieving immortality will all be within reach.

Of course, this takes time. He certainly won't see it in the short term. It will take at least several decades before anyone can even get close to it. But everyone becoming a dragon is really right in front of us.

In the past, martial arts training required eating and drinking to replenish nutrition. If you didn't eat enough, you would train your internal abilities to the point of death. In the future, you can just eat the wind and drink the dew and absorb 'spiritual energy'.

A breakthrough in martial arts?

It's easy.

Zhang Chengyi wore an arrogant smile. He was so focused on the advancement of human martial arts that he completely failed to notice the birds and beasts below the mountain emerging from their nests and greedily drinking the rainwater.

Chapter 117 Sparring

After a day and a night, the Valley of Immortality and Longevity.

Zhang Chengyi landed in high spirits. Wu Yazi, Su Xinghe, Wang Yuyan, and a group of disciples were all waiting at the valley entrance. Upon seeing him land, Wu Yazi stepped forward and said, "Young friend, you've really caused quite a stir."

The rain wasn't heavy, but it continued for a whole day and night. It melted into the soil as soon as it hit the ground, and evaporated quickly when it touched your skin. Apart from being a little damp, there wasn't a single drop of water on the ground. It was truly miraculous.

After the rain, the air is filled with true qi in a gaseous state, with a content almost half that of normal air. With each breath, the body undergoes silent changes.

If you persevere, you never know what kind of person you'll become.

immortal?monster?

Wu Yazi didn't know, but he believed that the day when Zhang Chengyi described everyone as a dragon was probably not far off.

Such actions can be described as earth-shattering.

Zhang Chengyi grinned. Although he didn't expect anyone to be grateful to him for this, and all he wanted was a body to leave this world after breaking through the martial arts world, he still felt pretty good to have his actions known and admired.

"Oh, right, where is the Heavenly Child Granny?"

He glanced around and then remembered something: according to Wang Yuyan, the Heavenly Child Granny was also in the valley, but he had never seen her.

Wu Yazi sighed, "My senior sister achieved success in cultivating the Northern Darkness Yin-Yang Technique five years ago..."

Given Tianshan Tonglao's stubbornness and irritability, her inner demons were far stronger than her. Over the past five years, she had been lucid less than a hundred times, each time for less than an hour. That's why she had the idea of ​​passing on Lingjiu Palace to Wang Yuyan.

Even now, after the upheaval, he was only lucid for two or three hours yesterday, barely reaching the level he was at when he overcame his inner demons twenty years ago. If he continues to grind it out, it will probably take hundreds of years before he can completely emerge from this ordeal.

"I understand." Zhang Chengyi hadn't really taken it seriously; he'd just asked casually. Hearing the result, he asked, "How does it feel?"

"Thanks to my young friend, I have already overcome my inner demons." Wu Yazi's face showed an indescribable mix of joy and dejection. "From now on, I will no longer be trapped in this valley."

His decades of paralysis have made him more composed than others. He has achieved revenge, reunited with his two lovers, and found his daughter and granddaughter. Most of his regrets have been resolved. His biggest obsession is that he was unable to help Zhang Chengyi achieve a breakthrough in martial arts to repay his debt of gratitude.

That's why his inner demons kept repeating various speculations about the development of martial arts manuals.

Yesterday, the weather changed, and a torrential downpour occurred. Having guessed what the future would hold, he relied on his more than 30 years of experience to successfully break through the tribulation of the Heart Demon, transforming the Kunpeng into his own body. He also made predictions about the future of martial arts. However, in the absence of any worries, he felt somewhat bored.

He abandoned all his obsessions and desires at the conscious level, leaving only a sense of utter boredom.

Zhang Chengyi waved excitedly and said, "Come on, let's have a match."

Wu Yazi did not refuse, saying, "Let's go further away." With their strength, if they fought nearby, this rare Valley of Immortality would probably be destroyed.

Then, the two took off and flew away into the distance.

Su Xinghe and Wang Yuyan could only sigh in despair. Not everyone is qualified to use the lightness skill 'Dancing in the Sky Technique'. That kind of lightness skill that allows one to fly consumes too much true energy. Those of them who were once taught the skill couldn't fly in the past, and they certainly can't fly now.

After all, years of body training and refinement have consumed a considerable amount of internal energy. Being able to maintain half of it already shows that he has been quite diligent in his training. With such a small amount of true energy, he would probably fall to the ground in less than a quarter of an hour, and his speed would be even more difficult to increase, let alone keep up with those two god-like figures.

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A moment later, the Great Snow Mountain.

"Whoosh~" The cold wind howled and roared through the glacier crevasses, stirring up fine ice fragments and snow spray, looking down at the snow-covered mountain ridges, and breaking through the shadows into the sunlight.

The continuous drizzle from Dali to the Northwest, to the Central Plains and Jiangnan has not spared this snow-capped mountain, and the peaks, irrigated by the rain, have exposed large areas of black rock.

The two stood on the rocks, one on the left and one on the right, about ten meters apart.

"Young friend, I won't stand on ceremony."

Wu Yazi reached out and grasped, and an ice sword appeared in his hand. The Beiming Yin-Yang Technique inherited the characteristics of the Beiming Divine Qi, and its icy and hot attributes were also amplified, making it easy to turn the moisture in the air into ice. Since there was plenty of water vapor here, it was even easier.

"Cold as ice, frigid as iron, is that it?" Zhang Chengyi laughed and said something completely incomprehensible, then said in a serious tone:

"I am as firm as steel and as hard as iron, and people call me the Rapid-Fire Cannon. Come on, let's settle our differences and fight to the death."

This sentence contained two jokes, so how could Wu Yazi understand it? The fighting spirit he had painstakingly built up was melted away. He twirled his sword with a wry smile and said, "Young friend, be careful."

As the talented leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, he was not only proficient in martial arts, but also in weaponry. His sword dance with Li Qiushui is still regarded as a celestial sword dance by the Wuliang Sword Sect.

At the same level of martial arts skill, weapons are always better than bare hands. Facing Zhang Chengyi, he couldn't afford to hold back and had to go all out, so naturally he had to use his sword.

After Wu Yazi finished speaking, he stepped forward and shot out like an arrow, his long sword piercing the air at an extremely tricky angle.

"first--"

Zhang Chengyi's voice was drawn out in the thin air. His palms were crimson, radiating heat, and he reached out to grab the ice sword without hesitation.

"Hiss!" The ice, harder than steel, condensed by the Northern Darkness Yin-Yang Technique, instantly melted into boiling water.

Wu Yazi was caught off guard, and his opponent was even faster than him. Caught off guard, he was sent flying by a palm strike. Even with his true energy protecting him, the part of his palm that was struck was still charred black.

"The fact that being unarmed is weaker than wielding a weapon is only a matter between ordinary martial artists," Zhang Chengyi said belatedly.

Wu Yazi paused, realizing that he didn't have much experience in combat at this level. If one's hands could melt steel into iron, weapons would be useless unless they were divine weapons that could not be melted. Otherwise, what difference would there be between holding a weapon and being empty-handed?

Of course, even his ice sword would be melted, and it's likely that even the treasured swords of the Xiaoyao Sect that he once possessed would not be spared. How could the ancestors who forged swords in the past have imagined that an unparalleled master of all time could achieve such a feat?

"Secondly," Zhang Chengyi said with a pleased smile. He had accumulated a lot of high-level martial arts combat experience in other worlds.

"Do you think that with martial arts skills at our level, we still need to close the distance before attacking?"

As he spoke, he made a calyx shape with his hands in front of him, and then brought his hands back to his waist. A large amount of true energy surged and compressed into a rapidly rotating and intersecting sphere.

? !

Wu Yazi's pupils contracted as he watched the pillar of true energy being pushed out. He only had time to cross his arms in front of him, and his true energy connected with his acupoints, causing his body to suddenly swell up.

The Kunpeng has descended upon the world!

"boom!!!"

Chapter 118 Is a martial artist's battle not just a battle of true qi?

"what!"

Wu Yazi's muscles bulged, and the true energy of the Northern Darkness Yin-Yang Technique within his body vibrated rapidly, breaking free from the restraints of the true energy waves. He soared into the air, once again escaping the turning true energy waves, and hid in the clouds.

[After Kunpeng descended to earth, its physical abilities were actually slightly stronger than mine.]

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhang Chengyi's eyes. His true energy wave was an external release simulating the use of energy in other worlds, but its nature was different. The destructive power of the Everlasting Youth True Energy was relatively low, so it looked intimidating, but its actual effect was not the explosive and penetrating special energy wave like in Dragon Ball, but rather a flushing and true energy entering the body.

While maneuverability increases, direct damage is relatively low, relying entirely on large quantities to satisfy hunger. Especially for martial artists whose physical fitness has reached a certain level, direct damage is tolerable. It mainly changes the past internal strength competition from close combat to long-range combat.

After the opponent is infused with the true energy wave, it is easy to strike acupoints from a distance or to nimbly shatter the opponent's meridian system. The effect is somewhat similar to the assassination techniques of Fist of the North Star, with moderate destructive power but maximum lethality.

He watched as Wuyazi was hit, and he was already prepared to say that arrogant Japanese phrase, "You're already dead."

As it turned out, Wu Yazi simply used his muscles and true qi together to forcefully break free of the restraints and expel the Qi of Immortality from his body. This level of physique was even higher than his.

Unfortunately, as an unfinished martial art, Kunpeng Descent consumes a large amount of true energy, and its duration is comparable to that of Ultraman in the movie next door. Even if the output of internal energy can be increased in the state of Kunpeng Descent, given Wu Yazi's level of internal energy, he would probably run out of internal energy if it dragged on any longer.

Not everyone is a master of cheat codes, able to abuse their true energy without limit. Martial artists at this level cannot fight normally by simply relying on a slight advantage in physical attributes.

Just by flying, he could turn an opponent who had exhausted their internal energy into a complete muggle.

Wu Yazi couldn't possibly be unaware of this, yet he hesitated to retaliate.

"Whoosh!" Only the howling wind and rolling clouds remained on the snow-capped mountain.

Zhang Chengyi stood quietly on the rock, somewhat anticipating what kind of attack Wu Yazi would make next.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" From the clouds, countless ice-formed hidden weapons were thrown out in all sorts of fancy techniques.

"Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!"

The hidden weapons melted instantly upon contact with Zhang Chengyi's hands, proving utterly ineffective. He said impatiently, "Don't waste your true energy on such trivial tricks, you—"

Without a sound, a chill rose from his back, clearly a technique that could separate the air so as not to affect the sneak attack. He was not surprised but delighted. He turned around and struck out with his palm. In his haste, he should not have been able to exert his power to the fullest, but every part of his body was full of true energy, so even if he had to take the attack hastily, it would not have any effect.

"boom!"

After their palms collided, the force leaked out, and the black rocks underground exploded with a loud bang, along with the ice deep inside, which turned into countless fragments and powder. The two of them were sent flying backward.

"What kind of martial art is this?"

Zhang Chengyi stood in mid-air with a solemn expression. Almost half of his body had been out of control during the palm strike, and his status bar now displayed "Entangled by Inner Demons." Although he quickly regained control after being flushed out by a large amount of internal energy, he still felt a tingling, numb sensation of being out of control.

"Cough cough~" Wu Yazi looked much more miserable, his chest was full of blood, his forearm was bent irregularly, and he had also withdrawn from the state of Kunpeng descending to earth.

In a clash of true qi, he was far from being a match for him. Even with his superior physical attributes, his true qi was still far inferior. It was like an egg hitting a rock. Only his ability to deflect force was at its peak. An ordinary person would probably have been half-dead by a single blow.

He paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Young friend, I want to tell you that a martial artist's battle is not just a battle of true qi."

"You probably haven't overcome, or rather, you haven't experienced any inner demons at all."

Wu Yazi never made riddles, so he directly revealed the secret of his palm strike: "After overcoming the tribulation of inner demons, my body's instincts returned to my control, and I can then manipulate my opponent by touching their body with my body or true energy."

"Anyone who doesn't have as much control over their body's instincts as I do will be influenced and controlled by me."

As he spoke, his severed arm naturally rotated back to its original position, and his complexion quickly returned to normal. The effect of controlling his body's instincts was not just affecting others; it meant that every part of his body was his, and his control over his body was simply inhuman.

If an arm is broken, let the broken part heal itself; if there is excessive blood loss, the hematopoietic system will accelerate blood circulation; in the future, the degree of control over instincts will be higher, and even if a head is lost, it can survive and grow another one...

Holy crap, a sci-fi version of mental attacks?

Directly influencing and controlling a person's body—this kind of gameplay is just like that purple man in Marvel, awesome!

Zhang Chengyi initially felt incredibly powerful, but then he realized that he wasn't actually that powerful. His true energy could automatically protect his body, and other people's true energy couldn't even touch his body. They would directly enter the stage of competing in internal force from a distance, which he wasn't afraid of.

That's why Wuyazi was forced to come over and fight him.