100: C100 Seven Heavy Hits of Self-immolation

C100 Seven Heavy Hits of Self-immolation

A blood-red light flashed in the sky. Tong Dacheng saw Su Yuan's figure rising from the ground and rushing towards him with unstoppable momentum.

A dragon's roar could be faintly heard from the blood-red spear in his hand. Its power was so great that Tong Dacheng did not dare to underestimate it. Immediately, he put his hands together and an ice-blue shield appeared in front of him.

That was Tong Dacheng's natal Pill Artifact. He had already used all his strength to block Su Yuan's spear.

A distance of less than a hundred meters was merely an instant for Su Yuan. The blood colored spear violently stabbed onto the icy-blue shield, emitting a loud bang.

"Bang!"

An extremely powerful spiritual energy shockwave erupted between the two treasures, sending the other two disciples of the Northern Profound Sect who hadn't retreated in time flying away. A Spirit Gathering Level Seven was like an ant in this battle.

Fortunately, Su Yuan's attack wasn't aimed at them, so they didn't suffer much damage.

The power of the natal Pill Artifact that Tong Dacheng had carefully refined was extraordinary. With Su Yuan's current full power attack, it actually failed to break through the defense of this shield. However, before Tong Dacheng could feel happy about it, in the next moment, Su Yuan withdrew his long spear and thrust it out again.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth kept surging and rushed towards the long spear in Su Yuan's hand as if it had gone mad. This scene was so familiar that Tong Dacheng couldn't help but have a change of expression, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes.

Su Yuan also let out a soft shout at this moment.

"Seven Heavy Punches of Self-immolation's First Strike!"

He could feel the spiritual energy circulating in his body according to a certain rule. All the energy in his body was being channeled at this moment, leaving no room for improvement or retreat. It was indeed worthy of being called the 'Self-Immolation'.

The power of this strike was also not to be underestimated. It was actually more than half a level stronger than his all-out attack.

Tong Dacheng could only continue to use his natal Pill Artifact to block it, but this time, his performance was not as relaxed as before.

The long spear stabbed into the shield. The enormous force caused the ice-blue light on the surface of the shield to shrink by more than half. Tong Dacheng's face instantly turned pale. Clearly, he had suffered quite a bit of pressure.

However, this was not all the strength that Su Yuan could display at this moment. In the next moment, he retracted the long spear and thrust it out again.

"Second Seven Heavy Punches of Self-immolation Strike!"

An even larger scale amount of natural spiritual energy was gathered by Su Yuan and poured into the long spear in his hand. With the momentum of the spear, Su Yuan's current momentum had almost reached the peak of the first layer of Core Formation realm.

Tong Dacheng's expression changed dramatically. He poured all of his spiritual energy into the shield in front of him and used all of his strength to block the attack.

The shield emitted a dazzling ice-blue light, but it seemed somewhat powerless in front of the blood-red long spear. As soon as the two of them made contact, the ice-blue light was suppressed by the blood-red light. The long spear hit the surface of the shield, and a crisp cracking sound was heard.

Tong Dacheng's expression changed drastically. Before he could make the next move, he saw several clear cracks appear on the shield, and these cracks were still spreading under Su Yuan's power.

The next moment, Su Yuan retracted the blood red long spear in his hand and stabbed again!

"Seven Heavy Punches of Self-immolation's Third Strike!"

Rumble! Endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged like a hurricane, rushing into the spear without any regard for his own life. At this moment, Su Yuan's aura had already risen to the level of a second level Core Formation cultivator!

With a clear cracking sound, the blood red spear broke through the broken ice blue shield like a hot knife cutting through butter and pierced towards the back.

There, Tong Dacheng's face was extremely pale, and despair appeared in his eyes. However, he could only watch helplessly as the blood red spear approached.

At this critical moment, Su Yuan stopped what he was doing. The tip of the spear stopped about three inches away from Tong Dacheng, and did not move an inch forward.

When the disciples of the Northern Profound Sect saw this scene, their eyes widened. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly, as they were afraid that it would affect Su Yuan and cause his palm to tremble. Tong Dacheng would die on the spot.

This scene was firmly imprinted in everyone's eyes. Perhaps they wouldn't forget it many years later. After a long time, Su Yuan put away the blood-red spear and stared at Tong Dacheng without saying a word.

Tong Dacheng's facial expression kept changing. Finally, he let out a deep sigh, and his face was full of defeat.

"Seven Heavy Punches of Self-immolation... I never thought that you would learn the technique that our Northern Underworld Sect relied on to become famous. You even used a strength that far exceeds mine. Could it be that the disciples of the Taixuan Sect are really that much stronger than my Northern Underworld Sect?"1

He took out a wooden box from his Storage Bag and looked at it with reluctance, but he still handed it to Su Yuan.

"Take it. This is yours. This old man is convinced that I have lost this battle!"

Su Yuan quickly took it and opened the wooden box. It was the Heaven Mending Lotus.

Even though it had been plucked for such a long time, the spiritual energy contained on it was still abundant to the extreme. It was indeed worthy of being called a rare spiritual medicine!

He carefully put it away and said to Tong Dacheng in a serious manner.

"Sect Master Tong, don't worry. Only by giving this Heaven Mending Lotus to me can it display its greatest effect. After I make good use of it, I'll definitely bring you a Heaven Mending Pill!"

The Medicine Spirit Sacred Body allowed Su Yun to refine any medicinal herbs she consumed into the corresponding Pill. Therefore, when Su Yuan said this, he was full of confidence.

But Tong Dacheng did not believe his empty words. He only sneered slightly.

"The Heaven Mending Lotus has already been given to you. If the two of you have nothing else to do, please return!"

Seeing his stiff attitude, Su Yuan wanted to explain himself. However, Meng Lang raised his eyebrows and said rudely on the other side.

"You old man, you refused to listen to my senior brother's words. Now that you've lost and you're unwilling to accept it, do you still want to suffer? Let me tell you... "

"Shut up!"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Su Yuan's shout. Only now did Su Yuan deeply feel how domineering the members of Taixuan Sect were towards the people of the outer sect, but he couldn't be as proud as Meng Lang.

He gave Tong Dacheng a deep look and didn't say anything else. He turned around and flew away. Behind him, Meng Lang quickly followed.

Seeing Su Yuan getting angry, Meng Lang didn't dare to talk to Su Yuan anymore. Su Yuan even returned to the Taixuan Sect halfway. Meng Lang regretted it, but he could only go towards the stronghold.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Yuan finally forgot about that awkward feeling and began to count his gains this time.

After the battle with Tong Dacheng, the cultivation progress bar in the system was filled to about 20%. After breaking through to the Core Formation stage, it was clearly much harder to make progress than before.

In addition, the Seven Heavy Punches of Self-immolation had increased his offensive ability a step further. Combined with the blood red spear and the Thousand Tempering Hundred Refining Technique, even if Su Yuan fought with the second level Core Formation cultivator, he was confident that he would not be at a disadvantage!

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