Chapter 245
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Chapter 245: The Battle of Sword Cultivators (Part Two)
Wang Chen’s punch was imbued with the full force of his power.
The Perfected Level Vajra Fist, amplified by the Fourth Realm of Heavenly Dragon Vajra True Method, unleashed a devastating force that was beyond imagination.
Yet, the white-dressed woman endured Wang Chen’s punch, her body flickering with light as she managed to withstand the blow.
Undoubtedly, she carried life-preserving magical artifacts.
At this critical moment, she managed to resist Wang Chen’s destructive fist power!
Wang Chen was not taken aback by this turn of events.
Sword cultivators are known for their strong offense but weak defense; their best strategy for self-preservation, aside from counterattacking, is undoubtedly to rely on powerful equipment.
With sufficiently strong gear, even the most fragile can become as tough as a turtle!
He pressed on, delivering his second punch, followed by his third…
Wang Chen was acutely aware that his upper hand was due to the overconfidence of this Wufeng Mountain sword cultivator, who had given him the chance for Close Combat.
If they were to separate again, with his flying sword and swordsmanship inferior to hers, victory would be a distant dream.
Wang Chen deduced that this white-dressed woman must be a prodigy from Wufeng Mountain, akin to Xie Yao, one of the Seven Talents of Tianyun!
As Wang Chen’s fist struck the white-dressed woman for the third time, a cold shiver ran down his spine, and the hairs on his neck stood on end, signaling a profound sense of impending danger.
It was too late to employ Shortening the Earth; Wang Chen abruptly shifted his stance, moving half a foot to the left.
Swoosh!
A gleaming flying sword pierced through his protective armor, embedding itself into his back.
Even the impervious Heavenly Dragon Vajra Body couldn’t completely stop it!
As the blade sank three inches deep, Wang Chen tensed his back muscles, trapping the flying sword.
At the same time, he launched his fourth punch.
Bang!
The unsteady white-dressed woman staggered back once more, her face as pale as paper, her protective aura dimming, and the jade hairpin in her hairstyle shattering into pieces.
A trickle of crimson blood escaped from the corner of her mouth.
This pride of Wufeng Mountain was filled with dread, and for the first time, her eyes betrayed a look of terror.
Among her peers, she was considered a prodigy, her swordsmanship unparalleled among Qi Training cultivators, and she had once fought on par with a Purple Palace cultivator.
After acquiring a second-tier spirit sword, the white-dressed woman was even more confident, believing herself to be invincible beneath the Purple Palace.
Earlier, upon seeing the urgent Fireburst Talisman from her fellow disciple, she immediately set out to pursue Wang Chen without hesitation.
In her view, her strength would allow her to easily avenge her fallen comrade!
She never anticipated that Wang Chen, a Qi Training cultivator at the ninth level, could be so formidable and ferocious!
If it weren’t for the protective spirit tool bestowed upon her by her master, she might have already perished under Wang Chen’s fists.
Realizing that she might actually fall here, the white-dressed woman’s pride and arrogance crumbled away.
She clutched her storage bag and shouted fiercely, "Stop! My ancestral master is…"
The ancestral master of the white-dressed woman was none other than the renowned Golden Core true master, Miaoqing, from Wufeng Mountain!
However, before she could finish her words, a radiant golden energy shot through the air, instantly piercing her left chest.
Metal Finger Technique.
The Perfected Level Metal Finger Technique!
The white-dressed woman shuddered, staring in shock at her chest.
A three-inch-wide hole had already formed in the area where her heart resided, created by this energy.
Forget about Qi Training cultivators; even a Purple Palace master couldn’t withstand such a severe injury.
Despair showed clearly in her eyes!
After inflicting heavy damage with his Metal Finger Technique, Wang Chen reached backward and grabbed the flying sword stuck in his own back, pulling it out forcefully.
Holding the incredibly sharp blade, Wang Chen coughed up a mouthful of blood!
He staggered, nearly falling to the ground.
Although Wang Chen had taken the white-dressed woman’s sword head-on, the blade hadn’t penetrated deeply, but the sword energy still inflicted significant damage within his internal organs.
If it weren’t for his training in the invulnerable Vajra Body, other Qi Training cultivators would have already had their insides turned to mush by the sword energy.
At this moment, Wang Chen still had the strength to continue fighting!
However, when his gaze met that of the white-dressed woman, he instinctively abandoned any thought of delivering a finishing blow and used Shortening the Earth to quickly distance himself.
He noticed the look in the white-dressed woman’s eyes—a mixture of despair, pain, and intense rage.
Most importantly, the aura of magical power overflowing from within her was abnormal.
Bang!
The white-dressed woman, along with her magical equipment and storage bag, exploded into a massive cloud of blood mist.
The surrounding trees seemed to suffer from an unprecedented terrifying storm, instantly collapsing in destruction.
The force of the explosion was so immense that it caused even Wang Chen, who had flashed away a hundred steps, to feel dizzy!
Cough!
Wang Chen swayed, spitting out another mouthful of coagulated blood.
He took a deep glance at the spot where his opponent had exploded, then stored the flying sword in his storage bag.
That was the only trophy he had earned.
In the next moment, Wang Chen swallowed two Healing Pills and then quickly cast several Exorcism Talismans and Rebirth Talismans in succession.
He was not doing this out of a sense of abundance to give his opponent an afterlife; rather, doing so disturbed the Heavenly Merit technique, reducing the chance of being targeted by higher-level cultivators!
Though Wang Chen still didn’t know the true identity of the white-dressed woman, she was undoubtedly a true disciple of Wufeng Mountain.
Possibly even higher!
Earlier, she had tried to threaten Wang Chen by invoking her master’s name, implying that a Purple Palace master was unlikely; she must surely be a disciple of a Golden Core true master.
Wang Chen understood that he might have pierced a big hole into the sky of Wufeng Mountain!
Nevertheless, Wang Chen felt no regret.
If he had to do it all over again, he would strike her down without hesitation, showing her no mercy.
In battles among cultivators, there was no room for mercy; it was either you die or I live!
If Wang Chen wanted to survive, his opponent had to perish!
After casting the spell symbols, he immediately activated his energy to use Shadowless Divine Movement, swiftly disappearing into the vast forest.
After about the time it takes to burn an incense stick, a figure riding the wind and commanding thunder suddenly descended from the sky.
The newcomer was a distinguished middle-aged cultivator, holding a whisk, wearing cloud boots, and hovering three feet above the ground while forming hand seals with a grim expression.
His face was so dark it seemed capable of wringing out water.
“Yingxiu…”
His low whisper contained an unfathomable depth of sorrow and pain.
The middle-aged cultivator reached out to grasp a leaf.
His hand trembled slightly.
Blood droplets stained the surface of the leaf.
“Ah~”
A howl erupted, primal and wild, sending winds and thunder surging in all directions, as the surrounding trees faced yet another calamity!
At this moment, Wang Chen, having escaped over a hundred miles away, couldn’t help but look back.
He felt a dull pain in the wound on his back!
