"Boom!"
The instant the tiger's roar and dragon's cry rang out, two waves of sound collided, and a deafening blast erupted.
But Xu Taiping's Primordial Spirit cultivation was, after all, only at the fourth stage of the Spirit Refining Realm. The gold-shattering sound of his tiger's roar and dragon's cry was clearly no match for Zhu Ling's pipa music. After the deafening collision, several vortices stirred up by the pipa's notes still shot toward Xu Taiping.
Xu Taiping was not surprised in the slightest. He merely assumed the Fist Stance of the Great Sage Fist's Mountain-Bearing Form in silence.
He knew very well that the Tiger Roar, Dragon Roar, Gold-Shattering Art's distinctive strength lay not in its sonic attacks, but in its attacks on the Divine Soul.
"Bang!"
Almost the instant Xu Taiping assumed the Mountain-Bearing Form's Fist Stance, the four or five vortices stirred up by the sound waves slashed heavily into him.
Although the Mountain-Bearing Form's protective golden light blocked the blow for Xu Taiping, it shattered almost on impact.
Zhu Ling's cultivation was at least at greater mastery of the Heaven Gazing Realm. A full-force strike delivered with True Intent by an expert of her caliber was not so easily blocked.
"You have a few tricks."
In the distance, Zhu Ling gave Xu Taiping an approving glance, then curled her lips upward and said:
"But not enough."
As soon as she finished speaking, several Notes Beyond the Strings rang out in a rapid series of twangs, then turned into invisible vortices that slashed toward Xu Taiping.
"This strike should wound you, surely?"
Listening to the Notes Beyond the Strings, Zhu Ling gently plucked the pipa's strings, a look of pleasure appearing on her previously expressionless face.
As she saw it, Xu Taiping had no way to dodge