The old monk and I cast our spells at the same time, our palms striking toward each other in an instant.
Boom!
A powerful surge of energy erupted at once.
Ripples of protective energy spread out as electric arcs crackled and danced through the air.
Several Japanese monks standing nearby were sent flying to the ground on the spot.
The old Japanese monk facing my palm strike was also forced back again and again.
I had gained the upper hand.
His expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with terror.
Perhaps he had not expected someone as young as me to possess such cultivation.
At my age, with my level of cultivation, I could practically run wild through China's mystical sects.
On this Japanese island, cultivation like mine at this age was simply unbelievable.
"This brat is stronger than I expected!"
Although I did not understand him, I had no intention of wasting more words with him.
I formed another hand seal with my left hand and shouted in a low voice:
"Lightning Technique!"
Crack!
An electric arc exploded into being before me, flickering and dancing.
The arc then extended along my arm and directly onto Evil-Slaying Flowing Cloud.
The old monk visibly drew a sharp breath, staring at me in horror.
But I did not stop. The instant I unleashed the Lightning Technique, I pushed off the ground and charged straight at him.
"Die, old monk!"
As I spoke, I raised my sword and slashed down.
The old monk gripped his staff, hurriedly formed hand seals, and muttered several incomprehensible words. The energy around him clearly grew stronger.
"Sei nai!"
He roared as well.
Bang bang bang bang...
After more than a dozen consecutive exchanges, the old monk and I were evenly matched.
Though it appeared to be a draw,