Facing It Head-On, Part 2

Early the next morning.

The Linghua Mountain.

As dawn breaks, gold blankets the sea of clouds.

Di Jiang, carrying a wine jar, looked at Zhang Rongfang, who was approaching again, and remained silent.

"Your brother came yesterday."

"Senior, I have no brothers. Yesterday was also me," Zhang Rongfang said with a cupped fist and a smile.

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Di Jiang is currently functioning normally; this time in the morning is when he is most alert throughout the day.

Even if he was mentally ill, looking at Zhang Rongfang across from him, who was calm and seemed as if nothing had happened, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Because anyone would need at least one or two months to recover from that injury yesterday, right?

But now...? "Your wound?" He looked at Zhang Rongfang's wound, which was completely empty.

"That injury is nothing serious. I actually wanted to come and ask for your guidance again last night, but I was worried about disturbing your rest, so I waited until today," Zhang Rongfang said sincerely.

He genuinely came here seeking to be abused.

Yesterday's battle completely woke him up.

His martial arts skills were indeed too poor. So this time, he went back and, after much reflection, began to study and improve his martial arts.

After a long period of arduous practice, he has now thoroughly mastered all three of the Internal Method of the Illusory Image Talisman Method.

However, most of the Illusory Image Talisman Method focus on strengthening and breaking through limits, with only a small portion explaining the martial arts of the Great Dao Sect.

Therefore, since Di Jiang said See Through the martial arts of the Great Dao Sect, wasn't he the best person to cultivate himself?

Zhang Rongfang understood this perfectly.

So he came again early in the morning, unable to wait any longer.

Di Jiang examined Zhang Rongfang's unharmed wounds.

The wound between his chest and abdomen was inflicted by a knife he stabbed yesterday.

Looking at the other person's sincere and earnest expression, he suddenly understood something.

"You're not suited to learn my Burning Passion Saber Art."

"Burning Passion Saber Art?" This was the first time Zhang Rongfang had heard of this martial art.

"No, senior misunderstands. I just wanted to see what flaws exist in the martial arts of my Great Dao Sect." He then realized that the other party had misunderstood and replied.

"I won't teach you," Di Jiang shook his head. "I have to take care of Jun Er, I don't have time for you."

"Senior, have you ever met your wife?" Zhang Rongfang asked suddenly after thinking for a moment.

"Of course I've seen it."

What is she like?

"You look a lot like me," Di Jiang replied confidently.

Zhang Rongfang was speechless.

"Everyone says we look like a perfect couple," Di Jiang said again.

"Indeed, Senior and Senior Jun Er have a very good relationship," Zhang Rongfang complimented.

"Yes, we are both willing to die for each other without hesitation! I love her just as she loves me." Di Jiang's eyes were hazy, and he was about to fall into a hallucination again.

"Don't worry, senior. Maybe if you stay a little longer, Senior Jun Er will arrive!" Zhang Rongfang quickly spoke up to help him calm down.

"Oh right! You're right! I'll hold on a little longer, just a little longer!" Di Jiang perked up, feeling that it made sense.

"Since we've got nothing better to do, senior, why don't we have a fight? It'll be a good way to stretch our muscles," Zhang Rongfang said with a smile.

"You're too weak. It would be more like Jin Yuyan instead," Di Jiang replied.

"..." Zhang Rongfang's smile froze for a moment. As expected of a big shot, he always compares himself to his Grandmaster Uncle.

"Actually, I didn't perform well yesterday, but today is different," he insisted.

"Hehe." Di Jiang was too lazy to waste words. He got up, kicked the wine jar, and threw it far away.

The wine vat, filled with liquor, landed steadily on a white protruding rock in the distance. The wine swirled in the open seal, but not a single drop spilled.

"Even if you can't beat them, you have to fight. You've got quite the temper I had when I was young. Come on."

His right arm slid down, and a snow-white straight knife landed in his hand.

The knife was spotless, twenty centimeters long, double-edged, and the handle had fine, jagged cracks that looked as if it had been pieced together.

Apart from that, there was nothing unusual about it; it was no different from any other high-quality straight knife outside.

From a distance, it looks like a Dagger.

"Oh, by the way, let me remind you," Di Jiang said.

"My blade is named Fate. It is Demonic Blade, and its sharpness far surpasses that of all other weapons. It ranks fifth on the World Divine Weapon Ranking."

"Demonic Blade? Why is it called Fate? Senior, is there a story behind this name?" Zhang Rongfang couldn't help but recall his weapon from Leaving Injury.

That name embodies his hopes for the future.

"Yes, because in this world, physical pain is not to be feared; only Fate can hurt people the most."

Di Jiang answered softly, raising his Demonic Blade.

"Let's get started. I need to finish this off quickly so I can go buy groceries for Jun Er."

Zhang Rongfang took a deep breath, and the Blood Lotus on his back rapidly unfolded, covering his entire body.

This time, he wasn't wearing a shirt, only stretchy leather shorts. His body grew rapidly, and the shadow he cast almost completely enveloped Di Jiang on the opposite side.

Whoosh! A wisp of air spread outwards from Zhang Rongfang.

His four-meter-tall frame already made him look like a small giant, overlooking Di Jiang.

"Senior, this is the Blood Lotus State of the Three Flowers Gather on Crown of My Daoist Sect! It is condensed from the First Essence Blood Flower the Immortal Path, and can enhance the power of the whole body. Please be careful!"

Zhang Rongfang's voice also became deep and heavy at this moment.

"It's alright, you can't hurt me," Di Jiang replied.

With a whoosh, he brandished his Demonic Blade and walked step by step toward them.

"However, I've never heard of this ' Three Flowers Gather on Crown before?"

"That's because the Daoist Sect of the past went down the wrong path." Zhang Rongfang opened his arms.

"And from now on, starting with me, everything will get back on track."

"Hehe."

Di Jiang chuckled softly.

One step at a time.

With a whoosh, he vanished from his original spot, circled around to the right, and reappeared beside Zhang Rongfang, slicing through him with a single stroke.

Boom! The ground suddenly exploded, splintering into a large pile of rubble.

Countless stones exploded outwards in a fan shape like bullets.

Zhang Rongfang ignored everything and slammed his fists into the ground with explosive force, as if they were real dynamite.

Pfft! Just as Zhang Rongfang was sensing and observing the location of Di Jiang...

A white straight knife suddenly pierced through the center of his chest.

The blade pierced through his back without any resistance, passing right through his entire body before flying out and being caught by Di Jiang, who was flashing by in mid-air.

"I've already told you. You're too weak, there's no point in fighting me."

He landed gently and turned to walk towards the stone house.

Neither the rubble from before nor Zhang Rongfang's senses could locate him.

"Thank you for your guidance." Zhang Rongfang knelt on one knee, his hand covering his wound.

His increased physical strength was utterly meaningless in the face of the opponent's Demonic Blade.

But it's okay, he'll come back. Because he just seemed to have barely caught a glimpse of Di Jiang's trajectory! Although he still couldn't stop it, it was a big improvement compared to last time when he couldn't sense anything at all.

Inside the stone house.

Di Jiang gently wiped the Fate Demonic Blade clean, applied oil, and then sheathed it.

He had no feeling about the exchange that had just taken place.

That battle was just like the one he faced many years ago when he confronted those so-called grandmasters.

Those guys who transformed themselves into something neither human nor ghost were nothing more than a single, fatal blow in his eyes.

Even Worship God is just a little more troublesome.

By mastering the trajectory of the Spirit Core, one can also achieve swift and instantaneous kills.

He picked up the cloth bag by the wall, preparing to go down the mountain to buy some vegetables.

Suddenly he stopped in his tracks.

"Wrong?"

Di Jiang frowned slightly.

"Something felt off just now!"

When he seriously injured that person yesterday, he only used 20% of his strength.

The Great Grandmaster is always in Final Style State.

However, unlike other Great Grandmaster, the Extreme Realm also brings another special state to people.

In their Reverse Time Society, they named this state liberation.

Liberation can be divided into temporary liberation and complete liberation.

This state was originally known because of the Heavenly Demon category in the Extreme Realm.

The Heavenly Demon are the most capricious and unpredictable, and also the type with the worst reputation.

The state of liberation became infamous for its numerous massacres and frequent use of the term.

Therefore, this powerful state is also known by outsiders as: the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Grand Art.

At this moment, Di Jiang recalled how he felt yesterday and compared it to today.

"Compared to yesterday, this guy's flesh feels firmer."

He became slightly puzzled.

"Maybe it's just my imagination. Oh well, I'll go buy groceries."

He withdrew his thoughts and didn't bother to think about it anymore.

***Ten days later, at the Linghua Mountain.

Zhang Rongfang stood on the mountaintop once again, looking at the familiar stone house.

At this moment, his field of vision clearly displayed the martial arts section of the Attribute Panel.

'Illusory Image Talisman Method - The Internal Method Fifth Realm'

His physical balance enhancement has reached the level of grade 14.

In reality, martial arts do not actually strengthen the body much.

It focuses more on coordinating efforts from all sides and reducing internal friction and conflict, which is equivalent to indirectly increasing the speed of exertion, etc.

In addition, it can also deepen one's comprehensive understanding of martial arts techniques and so on.

At least at this moment, Zhang Rongfang felt that after being tempered by the five Internal Method, he had now reached the pinnacle of Internal Method and was subtly different from his former self.

Especially regarding the martial arts and Talisman Art of the Great Dao Sect.

He could vaguely sense that the seven Talisman Art he had learned contained a unified force.

However, this momentum is not complete.

It's probably because he didn't learn all the Talisman Art.

"Senior, this junior has come again," he said loudly to the stone house.

"..." Di Jiang walked out of the stone house again and glanced at the wound on his chest.

There are no scars.

His knife was made of a special material, the same type of material used to make Statue.

It's still a demonic blade, used to suppress the spirit line of worshiping gods.

Even those with Worship God constitution will have their self-healing ability significantly weakened in the face of the Love Fate Blade.

But Di Jiang unconsciously frowned.

"The gap between us is too great; no matter how many times we try, it will be useless."

"Senior, whether it works or not, you'll know once you try it." Zhang Rongfang smiled slightly.

The two stopped wasting words.

A Demonic Blade slid out of his hand, and his entire body expanded rapidly, unfolding into Blood Lotus State.

Laugh!!

In an instant, Di Jiang disappeared again.

'It's here!!' Zhang Rongfang felt a chill run down his spine and quickly entered a state of full-force perception.

Everything around us seemed to slow down.

Fluttering leaves, rising dust, drifting clouds—everything was clearly visible to him.

Except for one.

Di Jiang!

Where?! Where? Where? Where?! Zhang Rongfang's eyes widened, and he darted left and right rapidly.

Suddenly, a beam of light arced out from behind him and reflected onto the surface of his eyeballs for a moment.

This moment is extremely fast, perhaps only one-hundredth of a second.

But for Zhang Rongfang at this moment, that was enough!

'Found it!!'

Behind you!!

Without the slightest hesitation.

Zhang Rongfang turned around and threw a punch!

Whoosh!

The two passed each other in an instant.

Whoosh! The ground in front of Zhang Rongfang was blown by the force of the punch, the dry grass tilted and fell, and a shallow mark was blown out of the dust and gravel on the ground.

At the same time, a bloodstain slowly appeared on his right arm.

That's the blade of the Love Fate Blade!

"I blocked it!!" Zhang Rongfang was drenched in sweat, but his expression was one of indescribable joy! Behind him, Di Jiang looked slightly bewildered.

He raised the knife and watched as a drop of Blood Pearl slowly slid down the pristine blade.

"Yes. You. You blocked it."

A mere Internal Method blocked Di Jiang's blade? In that instant, he was forced to change his move, retracting his original thrusting blade and blocking the punch coming at him.

Although it was only for a fleeting moment.

That's enough. In fact, he had already seen through the other party's martial arts skills when they first met; at most, it was only at the super -Super Grade.

Even if such trash has a strong physique, he wouldn't give him a second glance if it weren't for the instructions of that person in the guild.

But this is only the third time, and his martial arts skills have already reached the Internal Method. He has not Worship God.

Relying solely on his own talent, he was already able to barely keep up with his usual level. Such talent! Di Jiang's hand, gripping the hilt of the sword, loosened and tightened repeatedly.

He felt his hands were sweating.

Suddenly, he understood why the Society Master, who clearly didn't know this person at all, had specifically instructed everyone to find a way to win him over.

There was no shady dealings or inside story.

Simply because.

This guy is a monster!! Thank you.

Jian Shan Gen

Sleepy Little Orange Cat

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