All Techniques Unleashed (Continued)
"It couldn't be Zhu Zhitao. His Mad Dragon Myriad Forms Staff can only unleash three forms of intent, but just now I could sense seven forms."
"In our manor, there's someone who can wield the Mad Dragon Myriad Forms Staff in more than seven different forms..."
A name involuntarily popped into everyone's mind, but they subconsciously wanted to deny it. However, after denying it, they couldn't think of any other possibility, so they all turned their attention to Yun Yinmo, the only one who knew the truth.
"Yinmo, could it be that the person fighting in the Sword Pavilion was...?"
Yun Yinmo nodded and said, "It was my great-grandfather."
The crowd was slightly surprised, but no one questioned Yun Yinmo's words, because they all knew the Great Grandmaster's personality. He was not a nice guy, nor would he be arrogant enough to refuse to take action. If he encountered someone or something he didn't like, he would just slash at them with his One Sword. He was never too lazy to waste words, and it was common for him to fight with people.
Who is the one who fought against the Great Grandmaster?
Yun Yinmo felt that this question was more difficult to answer than the previous one, because if she told others, probably few people would believe her. But then she thought about it again, and the facts were right in front of her. Even if they didn't believe it, once they went up and took a look, they would have no choice but to believe it.
"He is Startling Rainbow Beyond the Heavens's disciple, and also... my classmate, Mad Ink Si Ming."
However, to Yun Yinmo's surprise, no one showed any shock upon hearing this; instead, they all said it was expected.
"So he's Startling Rainbow Beyond the Heavens's disciple. No wonder he caught my grandfather's attention; he must be an exceptionally talented young man."
"I heard that Master Yan is on our estate, and the estate master is receiving him. It seems that his disciple said some youthful and arrogant things while visiting the Sword Pavilion, which was overheard by Great Grandmaster who happened to be passing by, and he couldn't help but offer some 'guidance'."
"I'm saying, it's not a good idea to let the Great Grandmaster continue to 'guide' us. Great Grandmaster rarely stop when they make a move; if someone gets hurt... Master Yan is just a guest in our manor, and yet he's injured someone's disciple. That just doesn't make sense, does it?"
"But what can we do? When Great Grandmaster gets into a trance, he won't listen to anyone. Besides, with our cultivation level, we probably can't even get close, let alone stop him."
"At this moment, only Master Yan and Master Teng can stop a Great Grandmaster. What are you waiting for? Quickly invite the two of them over!"
Yun Yinmo realized that everyone had misunderstood, but she didn't know how to explain it. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have thought the same way. Telling the truth now would only be seen as a joke by everyone.
Just as Yun Yinmo was pondering how to answer, the earth suddenly shook violently and became restless. Everyone quickly used the Thousand-Jin Drop technique to stabilize themselves.
"What happened? Was there an earthquake?"
"No, it's Sword Pavilion!"
Everyone looked up and saw that the source of the tremor was indeed the Sword Pavilion. Although the Sword Pavilion itself was still stable, the ground nearby had cracked with spiderweb-like fissures, and the nearest wall had been torn apart and appeared to be on the verge of collapse.
"With this commotion, could it be that the Great Grandmaster is getting serious?"
"How could that be! Although Grandfather often accidentally injures people when he's 'giving pointers,' he's not so incapable of judging the severity of the situation. The person he's giving pointers to now is Master Yan's disciple, not Master Yan himself. How could he possibly be serious?"
"But now it's clear that you can't control your strength, causing the residual force to leak out. How do you explain this situation?"
"This..."
The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, unsure how to explain. With the cultivation of Great Grandmaster, one should be able to control the entire situation and prevent any leakage of energy, not allow the energy to affect the Sword Pavilion.
Just as Yun Yinmo was about to reveal the truth, two figures leaped out of the window on the top floor of the Sword Pavilion. They continued their fierce battle in mid-air. Si Ming raised his two golden hammers and slammed them down, but the old man blocked them with his own hammers formed from True Essence. However, under the impact of the three divine powers, even the old man, with his cultivation level, could not neutralize the force in mid-air. He was immediately smashed to the ground, creating a huge crater. The earth undulated in waves, and the residual force transformed into shockwaves that spread outwards. The onlookers could not withstand the impact and felt a tightness in their chests as they were all blasted away.
Swordsmanship, knife skills, spear skills, staff skills, halberd skills, whip skills... Si Ming tried eighteen different weapons, even an axe, but still couldn't reach the limits of the old man's martial arts. He changed his weapon, and the old man changed his weapon too; he changed his Cultivation Method, and the old man changed his martial arts too.
Since his debut, this was the first time Si Ming had encountered an opponent with a broader range of martial arts knowledge than himself. In the end, he switched to the Golden Hammer and used a set of Heavenly Wolf Hammer Technique from the Barbarian Continent, which gave him a slight advantage.
It's not that the old man didn't know how to use the copper hammer, but rather that this weapon is inherently better at offense than defense, and is especially suitable for using powerful and forceful moves, allowing Si Ming to fully utilize his strength advantage.
No matter how high the old man's cultivation level was, he was far from being able to contend with Si Ming in terms of strength. This was equivalent to attacking the Si Ming's attacks with his exquisite moves, he could not spare the energy to defend the Sword Pavilion. He realized that if the two continued to fight, the Sword Pavilion would be demolished in less than half a minute. Helpless, he could only withdraw from the Sword Pavilion first and give up the initiative.
Having finally gained the upper hand, Si Ming unleashed his full power, his attacks bursting forth like a flood breaking through a dam. Behind him, a phantom of a giant wolf howling in the sky appeared, each hammer blow carrying immense force, like a meteorite crashing into the earth, enough to make even Spirit Transformation Grandmaster retreat.
Although he was the one attacking and the old man was defending before, the old man actually had the upper hand. He was only forced to attack, like a cow with its nose ring pulled, forced to move forward. Now that he has finally seized the initiative, he naturally wants to press his advantage and expand his lead.
The onlookers were stunned. What they were witnessing was Si Ming, high above, relentlessly wielding his hammer at a speed beyond the naked eye, bombarding the earth with the force of a million missiles. The old man, whom they revered as a god and whom many considered the "number one expert in the world," was forced to defend himself below, showing no sign of retaliating.
Even if their cultivation level is insufficient to understand the true nature of the battle, it is already clear who has the upper hand and who is at a disadvantage.
"I... I might be under an illusion."
"Me too..."
However, the flying rubble and gravel reminded them that everything was real, especially since these rubble stones carried astonishing kinetic energy; a stone the size of a thumb could blast down the wall, and if they weren't careful, a single hit would cost them half their lives.
"Yinmo, you said before, who was the person who fought with Grandfather?"
The one asking the question was Yun Yinmo's thirteenth uncle, so she repeated her previous answer, "He is Startling Rainbow Beyond the Heavens's disciple, and also my classmate."
"... Could it be that he is the Daoist School Heavenly Lord, or the Confucian School Imperial Preceptor in disguise?"
"I have no idea."
The raging storm in the hearts of onlookers had nothing to do with the two people engaged in fierce combat. At this moment, the surrounding air currents, driven by the auras of the two, formed a fierce storm several meters in size and nearly three stories high, tearing everything apart with devastation. The sand and gravel on the ground spun rapidly, and after reaching a certain speed, its power was no less than that of a hidden weapon thrown by Spirit Transformation expert.
Between heaven and earth, the wind howled even more fiercely, making a "whooshing" sound, as if an unseen primordial beast was breathing down upon the world. Within a radius of ten miles, the grass and trees bowed their heads, and the big trees were like fully drawn bowstrings, bent into a large arc, emitting creaking sounds as if they would collapse and break at any moment.
"Boy, have you had enough? I've been holding back because you're a junior, don't push your luck."
The old man couldn't help but warn him, because he realized that Si Ming didn't seem to be planning to change his weapon and was going to use the hammer to smash him. He also didn't like the feeling of being constantly suppressed, or rather, he hadn't experienced this kind of humiliation in a long time.
However, no sooner had he finished speaking than the old man noticed that the force of the impact had increased by three points, which both surprised and angered him.
What surprised him was that this kid had actually held back, not using his full strength in the previous battle. What angered him was that even after he had spoken, this kid didn't give him any face at all, and even dared to take advantage of him. This was simply intolerable.
The old man was not one to remain indifferent, and he immediately launched a counterattack. His body trembled, and his powerful True Essence overflowed, condensing into four clones around his body. Each clone wielded two hammers and attacked Si Ming from four directions.
Even after switching from defense to offense, the old man did not lose face and still abided by the rules of the game that were set at the beginning. He used the same weapon as his opponent. Moreover, at this time, he only directed his clone to attack and did not take action himself, maintaining a leisurely demeanor.
Si Ming was outnumbered and immediately found himself at a disadvantage. Although the four clones of his opponent were only made of Primal Qi, they were not weak and could unleash 40-50% of the old man's abilities. He might not be afraid of one-on-one combat, but he would inevitably struggle against four, not to mention the main body was also watching him closely.