"Would you like to go first?"
Yi Taiqing glanced at Ying Xuanzi and Hong Wuji, her eyebrows slightly raised, a strange light flashing in her beautiful eyes. She wanted to see how strong this old tortoise Ying Xuanzi was now.
Although Hong Wuji not as good Ying Xuanzi, he can at least force him to use some of his methods.
"Good."
"Hahaha, come on!" Hong Wuji slammed down his teacup, shattering it. At that moment Xiang Yun casually pointed.
The broken teacup seemed to have been reversed by time; the fragments that were about to scatter began to return to their original state, quietly remaining in place.
"Time."
A hint of surprise flashed in Yi Taiqing and Ying Xuanzi's eyes; they had never seen such methods before.
All they knew about time was the Divine Tablet of Stillness, and that was stillness; this was reversal.
This kid's methods are getting more and more bizarre.
A look of amazement flashed in Ying Huanhuan's beautiful eyes. Now that she had put aside her prejudices and looked at Xiang Yun, she found that Xiang Yun was truly unpredictable.
It's not just a matter of strength; anyone can fight, but Xiang Yun's methods are versatile.
But Xiang Yun frowned slightly. He did use some time to reverse the time, but the consumption was too great.
This was comparable to his Heavenly Tyrant Fist, even though he was under the World Tree and returned in a single breath.
But this also shows that reversing time is not as simple as he imagined.
'Would it be even stronger if I could devour the Divine Tablet of Stillness?'
Xiang Yun pondered, wondering if the World Tree could find the trail of the Divine Tablet of Stillness through the aura of the Tablet of Stillness.
"Master, use less force."
Xiang Yun's mind raced, but he remained calm as he sipped his tea, saying that he would have to ask Ying Xuanzi later how he had managed to replicate the Tablet of Stillness.
Since Ying Xuanzi was able to replicate it, he must have seen the Divine Tablet of Stillness before.
"Hey-hey."
Hong Wuji thought about how he would soon be able to beat Ying Xuanzi up. Now that he had mastered the Heavenly Horn Heaven-Overturning Art, he realized just how terrifying this martial art was.
If Ying Xuanzi continues to view him with the same perspective as before, he will surely suffer.
Ying Xuanzi gave Hong Wuji a deep look. This guy wasn't normal; he was just all muscle, not brainless.
If you know you're going to lose, how could you be so excited?
Has Hong Wuji's strength improved significantly over the years?
That's quite possible.
After all, he had been stuck at this level for a long time, and Hong Wuji could naturally improve as long as he had the opportunity.
But now that things have come to this point, are you really going to keep dodging the question?
"Then please."
Ying Xuanzi stood up, waved his sleeves, took a step forward, his steps seemingly slow but actually fast, and disappeared from everyone's sight at an extremely fast speed, with Hong Wuji following closely behind.
Once the two of them had disappeared, Ying Huanhuan hold back any longer and blurted out, "How could you let your master fight with my father!"
"We definitely can't win. The Three-Sect Alliance is definitely centered around you anyway."
Ying Huanhuan walked over to Xiang Yun and chattered away. Xiang Yun coughed twice and said, "My shoulder is a little sore from the fight a few days ago."
"Oh."
Ying Huanhuan naturally started massaging Xiang Yun's shoulders, while Yi Taiqing raised an eyebrow slightly, thinking, "Goodness."
No wonder Ying Huanhuan was among those who studied the Great Desolation Scripture; Ying Xuanzi probably didn't know about Ying Huanhuan's behavior.
Did you think it was just Xiang Yun who was won over by Ying Huanhuan?
"Since I've said it, I'm naturally confident. Sect Master Ying is no match for my master now."
Xiang Yun reached for the teacup, took a sip, and then smiled.
The Heavenly Horn Heaven-Overturning Art was a simplified version of the Heavenly Horned Ant Precious Technique.
Even the most basic aspects of the Heavenly Horned Ant Precious Technique are rendered meaningless here, representing a significant advantage.
In addition, there was Hong Wuji's research into combat techniques and supernatural abilities.
Don't be fooled by how enthusiastically those disciples are doing.
When he saw the Dragon Clan blood aura emanating from Hong Wuji, he knew that Hong Wuji had probably also made some progress in a short period of time.
For those at their level, as long as they find a new system, their strength will increase exceptionally quickly.
I don't believe it.
Ying Huanhuan wrinkled her delicate nose.
"Pour the tea first, then we'll just wait and see."
Xiang Yun raised his chin in a gesture, Ying Huanhuan reluctantly went into the bamboo house, took out the teapot, and poured tea for Xiang Yun like a maid.
Not long after.
In no more than the time it takes to drink two cups of tea, the two figures reappeared.
The three people present looked over and could roughly guess the outcome from the expressions of the two.
Ying Xuanzi remained expressionless, only his brows furrowed slightly, while Hong Wuji laughed heartily, "Old man Ying, you'd better practice cooking more!"
"Looks like you haven't made any progress all these years!"
Ying Xuanzi frowned and said, "Your martial arts are not the martial arts of your Primordial Hall..."
"Well, this was deduced by Xiang Yun. There's nothing we can do about it; you just don't have such an outstanding disciple."
Hong Wuji chuckled, recalling their earlier exchange of blows.
Ying Xuanzi still harbored the same old feelings towards him and was indeed wary of his battle techniques and supernatural abilities.
But his greatest strength is still close combat!
Ignoring the old man's Great Sky Demon Cloud Sword, he used the Heavenly Horn Heaven-Overturning Art in conjunction with the Primordial Battle Body to shatter the old man's Great Sky Demon Cloud Sword.
Before you know it, he gets close, and you should know that his strength is even more terrifying once he gets close.
"It was simply a matter of not paying attention."
Although Ying Xuanzi said this, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes, mainly because of the martial arts technique that Hong Wuji used at the end.
That's too domineering. In his perception, Hong Wuji's power has increased at least tenfold.
What does this mean?!
For someone at their level, Heavenly Martial Arts is considered a standard martial art; it would be quite good if it could double their strength.
Moreover, one must possess extremely strong Heavenly Martial Arts and have a profound understanding of them.
But Hong Wuji's power could actually increase tenfold.
This barbarian's strength was terrifying, even if he were just a regular Peak Samsara Realm cultivator.
Unless they also follow the path of body-refining martial arts, who would dare to be punched by Hong Wuji?
otherwise.
Hong Wuji to claim himself as one of the Eight Great Super Sects; this guy isn't very bright, but he's got a lot of muscles!
It wasn't a life-or-death struggle in itself; if it were, that would be a different story.
There's no need to use all your cards.
A hint of surprise flashed in Yi Taiqing's beautiful eyes. Ying Xuanzi had actually lost, even if it was just a superficial exchange.
In her view, at least Ying Xuanzi had the upper hand.
According to Ying Xuanzi, Hong Wuji also possesses an extremely powerful martial art?
What martial arts could they possibly use to greatly improve their skills?
For them, it is precisely the extremely rare and precious Heaven and Earth Divine Objects that can enhance their strength.
Ying Xuanzi felt Yi Taiqing's gaze and chuckled, " Palace Master of Taiqing Palace can indeed sense it."
He then looked at Xiang Yun and exclaimed, "The younger generation is truly formidable!"
But soon, Ying Huanhuan, who was massaging Xiang Yun's shoulders, frowned and said, " Huanhuan, what are you doing?!"
He himself hasn't even enjoyed Huanhuan's massage, yet this guy has already enjoyed Ying Huanhuan's?
"Forehead."
Feeling her father's gaze, Ying Huanhuan awkwardly withdrew her hand, which had been unconsciously clenching. She had been a little surprised to see Ying Xuanzi lose.
He was even massaging Xiang Yun with his own hands.