One Step 5

The name "Human Immortal Temple Master" might have been unremarkable in the past, but ever since a subordinate sect Spirit General sent by the Western Sect was killed by him, no one has dared to disregard this title.

After all, that was Spirit General's instantaneous attack. The two were on high alert and naturally separated, vaguely facing Zhang Rongfang was rushing over from two different angles.

Two powerful auras simultaneously locked onto the approaching figure from two directions.

As the snow fell heavily, the three stood still, and Zhang Rongfang's last words slowly drifted out, echoing around them.

A cold wind blew, lifting the Blood-colored Daoist Robe Zhang Rongfang was wearing.

He glanced at the two of them and smiled again.

"If neither of you speaks, that means you agree."

"Does the Abbot truly intend to disregard the goodwill of my Gull Academy?" Chang Xueyi asked slowly and in a deep voice.

He came from the Academy, but he was Spirit Person being. Because he spent most of his time in Upper Capital Great Capital, he was not clear about the extent of the influence of the Human Immortal Temple.

But he knew that if he could kill a powerhouse at the Spirit General level, dealing with them probably wouldn't be too difficult.

Therefore, bringing up the background first might make the other party wary and prevent them from going all out.

"The Academy has always maintained neutrality, but now that it has suddenly arrived in my Wushan Prefecture without prior consultation," Zhang Rongfang said meaningfully. "It seems they don't take me Human Immortal Temple Master, seriously."

"Of course it's impossible!" Chang Xueyi replied. His expression remained unchanged, but in his mind he had already begun to search for a suitable terrain and opportunity to escape.

"Given the abbot's power, there are few in this world who would dare to ignore him. But I just think it's a bit of an exaggeration that such a small matter would attract the abbot's personal attention."

His words were a clear sign of weakness.

"Hey Chang Xueyi, have you wasted all your martial arts skills? They've already robbed you on the road, and you're still hoping they'll let you go? How foolish!"

The Demon Spear Shark Tiger, who was standing to the side, had already figured something out and stepped forward.

"If you and I join forces, we can even fight a Spirit General. If we can't win, we can just retreat. What's there to be afraid of?"

Clang! He took the demonic gun from his back, pulled it with both hands, and the gun barrel instantly lengthened, the tip of the blade gleaming in the snow.

"Human Immortal Temple Master? Let me see what makes you so bold as to call yourself an immortal?!"

Whoosh! In an instant, he vanished without a trace, just as he had concealed himself that night, as if he had disappeared entirely.

But suddenly, two pits collapsed silently into the snow beneath his feet.

That's the result of speed reaching a certain level.

Zhang Rongfang's eyes narrowed slightly at this speed, which reminded him of Di Jiang back then.

"But unfortunately, he's much slower than Senior Di Jiang."

When!!

He suddenly raised his hand to block the broad spear blade that came from his right.

In an instant, the sharp blade sliced through the skin of his forearm, penetrating deep into the muscle layer and pressing firmly against the bone.

Blood flowed slowly down the blade.

"What a sharp spear!" Zhang Rongfang exclaimed without changing his expression. "Truly worthy of being called Demon Weapon."

"You still have the mind to evaluate guns?!" Shark Tiger twisted his hands, and in an instant, the gun was drawn and raised.

Whoosh!

A beam of White Moon descended from above and shone Blooming in his hand.

This is the Breaking Limit Skill of his martial arts, the Moonlight Blade, which breaks through the limits of the Mottled Sparse Spirit Spear.

This shot may look beautiful, but it is actually extremely dangerous. It can concentrate all his explosive power in an instant, focusing all his strength into the sharp blade of the spear, and then slash down from above.

With his Innate God, coupled with the accumulation of martial arts skills to become Great Grandmaster, he unleashed his power.

Even a stone house can be cleaved open with a single spear thrust, creating a huge crack and collapsing it completely.

Using this tactic, he once carved a bloody path through the ranks of the Snow Rainbow Pavilion's elite troops who were besieging him.

He even broke through the Snow Rainbow Pavilion's army formation! And now, this mere Abbot of the Human Immortal Temple!? Judging from the strength of his body, which was injured after withstanding just one attack, he will definitely be seriously injured by this attack!

In an instant, the moon-blade-like spear, illuminated by moonlight, shone with a silvery-white radiance as it fell toward Zhang Rongfang.

Thud! The gun blade cleaved into Zhang Rongfang's left shoulder and got stuck between his shoulder bones.

"That's amazing!"

Zhang Rongfang clapped lightly, a smile on his face. It was as if the huge gash on his body was not his own doing.

"I thought my body had been tempered Thousand Refinements, but unfortunately it still can't withstand your full-force attack. What a pity."

He raised his hand, and his right palm suddenly moved like a gazelle leaping off a cliff, drawing a blurry curve without any pattern, and slapped forward.

Bang! This palm strike was completely unpredictable.

Although Shark Tiger had already determined the location with all its Enemy Anticipation.

But it was still just a little short.

He raised his hand to try to block it, but he was just a little short of stopping the blow.

Unfortunately, it was just a little bit short, which is the absolute difference between being in the middle and not being in the middle.

With a deafening roar, Shark Tiger's chest exploded, distorting the air like ripples on water, and he was sent flying backward, crashing into the vast sea of snow.

Just as Zhang Rongfang was about to continue the pursuit, he suddenly paused, turned to the side, and raised his hand.

Bang! Another loud noise.

A large, rough hand wearing a bronze-colored metal glove attempted to attack his left side, but he blocked it with one hand.

The two arms collided violently, and a faint sound like wood or stone colliding was heard between the flesh and blood.

Chang Xueyi's expression was solemn, and at this moment, the muscles all over his body rapidly expanded and enlarged.

Small, mouse-like muscles writhed and churned rapidly beneath his robe.

Even his face had completely transformed into a hideous mask covered in blood vessels and tree roots.

The instant he launched his sneak attack, he activated the Limit State of the martial arts he had practiced.

There are two Limit State of the Chasing Stars Sinking Skill.

The first Clear Stream Star enhances speed.

The second Turbid Stream Star enhances power.

The combination of the two results in a very strong dual-sided amplification.

Chang Xueyi, his full-force palm strike only caused Zhang Rongfang to sway slightly.

Most people might not know this, but Chang Xueyi, as a spiritual master from a Confucian background, was very clear about it.

Outsiders believe that Confucian Sect is only good at hallucinogenic martial arts, but in reality, few people know that Confucian Sect's power burst is the strongest of all martial arts.

The idea of persuading others with reason sounds like, "If you have a point, you can convince others."

The key issue isn't the logic, but rather that you need to get people willing to sit down and listen to you.

Because people can become angry out of embarrassment.

Not everyone will be convinced after understanding the reasoning; many people will resort to violence when they can't win an argument with you.

Therefore, the true core of the Confucian Sect lies first in illusion, and second in power.

Ideally, the problem should be solved using illusions, but if that doesn't work, then a second approach must be taken.

The power of the Confucian Sect, when unleashed, can often suppress even weaker Spirit General.

This is the most terrifying part.

And now, he couldn't even suppress the Human Immortal Temple Master before him. "Again!"

Chang Xueyi forcibly suppressed his unease without the slightest hesitation.

"Facing Solution: Literary Heart"

Suddenly his eyes fixed on something, then his pupils seemed to dilate and lose focus. His body also froze in place, ceasing his attack.

His sudden stop prompted Zhang Rongfang to unconsciously strike at his head.

This is like two sides in a tug-of-war; if one side suddenly withdraws, the other side will unconsciously exert force forward due to inertia.

At this moment, Zhang Rongfang, but what he didn't expect was that when he struck forward with his palm, Chang Xueyi on the other side tilted his head and accurately dodged it.

Swish, swish, swish!!

With three consecutive moves, all executed in an instant, Zhang Rongfang felt as if he had activated the Golden Toad Skill, greatly increasing his explosive power.

Logically speaking, such a sudden and powerful burst of energy should be faster and shouldn't be easily dodged before one has adapted to it.

But at this moment, Chang Xueyi managed to dodge all three of his moves.

That's not all.

In the snow, Zhang Rongfang unleashed a furious barrage of punches and kicks at his opponent.

But unlike before, his Enemy Anticipation failed!

Every move he made was perfectly dodged by his opponent.

No. 'It's not that it's ineffective; rather, his Enemy Anticipation has been greatly enhanced!'

Suddenly Zhang Rongfang realized what was happening.

Upon discovering this, he felt a surge of curiosity.

The Enemy Anticipation moves is generally very stable and rarely improves suddenly.

Unless, like in his last fight, he deliberately drags out the fight for a long time to adapt to his opponent's martial arts.

But now, they've only just begun to fight, and it's impossible for his opponent to adapt to his martial arts style of attack.

So how could this person predict his attack trajectory? While fighting him, Zhang Rongfang absorbed his opponent's martial arts as nourishment for his own Enemy Anticipation.

The more martial arts techniques and offensive and defensive methods he learns, the more beneficial it is to his martial arts experience and cultivation.

These two factors are the key to determining the degree of Enemy Anticipation.

With limited Attribute Points, it's crucial to use them to comprehensively increase health and acquire more Trait Talent. Using them to enhance the Enemy Anticipation and the Absolute Defense Circle would be a waste.

So he decided to squeeze as much wool as possible out of his opponent.

Just as he was pondering how to deal with it, Chang Xueyi suddenly flashed and split into three.

Then, the three were divided into six.

At the same time, six Chang Xueyi simultaneously struck him with their palms from different directions.

Breaking Limit Skill! The Heavenly Galaxy Movement!!

Chang Xueyi were unfocused, and the six human figures, some with palms, some with fists, some with fingers, and some with claws, all seemed to have the Enemy Anticipation.

All the moves perfectly avoided Zhang Rongfang's parrying arms. They all struck him.

Puff puff puff puff puff!

In an instant, Zhang Rongfang was struck six times in the chest and back!

The bronze-colored metal gloves bruised and pierced his flesh, causing it to collapse, fester, burst open, and penetrate.

The various injuries quickly turned his entire body blood red.

Soon all the attacks ended, and the two stood frozen in place.

"The outcome is decided." Chang Xueyi's eyes narrowed again, and he said coldly.

"Is this Confucian martial arts? It's really amazing." Zhang Rongfang raised his head and suddenly grinned.

Chang Xueyi was startled and hurriedly tried to back away, but was horrified to find that his arm was grabbed by the other party.

Suddenly, he somersaulted, and sharp blades shot out from the tips of his legs, slashing upwards with a circular arc of light, cutting towards Zhang Rongfang's abdomen and chest.

Breaking Limit Skill: Star Plucking!

Swoosh! The blade flashed, tracing a silver semicircle before abruptly stopping.

The blade was stuck in the flesh and blood, unable to move forward.

"Anything else?" Zhang Rongfang raised his hand, his injuries now seeming like an illusion, as if they had already healed at some point.

Even the bloodstains on his clothes seemed to come alive, wriggling back into his skin and restoring the red robe to its clean and neat state.

If it weren't for the blade still embedded in the center of his chest, Chang Xueyi would probably have doubted whether he had actually hurt the other party!