Chapter 437
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Chapter 437: The First Fist (2)
"Which one of the Qiao family members is causing trouble?" a voice came from the sky.
It was Blood Lotus Sect’s Immortal Green Lotus coming and going.
However, she was clever this time. Even though she was the guide, she stayed far behind, as if afraid of being affected.
Leading this group of Nascent Soul cultivators was an old white-haired Daoist in a golden Daoist robe, named Immortal Golden Lotus.
"That one below." Immortal Green Lotus pointed.
Immortal Golden Lotus looked down.
However, a white-haired young man stood on the cracked earth, and a rushing flood of True strength poured out like substance, sweeping in all directions like raging waves.
The Thousand Soul Banner around wailed in the wind, torn apart in the violent pouring of True strength, destroyed, and the trapped souls scattered.
The flood of True strength spread outwards like a river, spreading towards all directions, every plant and tree in the entire mountain forest reflected in Qiao Mu’s mind.
"I found you."
Qiao Mu took a deep breath.
Facing Martial Saint in the wind.
He stood with clenched fists, demonstrating the first form learned during his five-thousand-year martial arts practice.
This was the starting form of Heyang City’s Qiao Family Long Life Fist.
"Ripple Stacking Wave Strength, a stack of waves."
Qiao Mu suddenly turned around and struck with the palm of his hand.
Then, like a vast wave sweeping through the mountains and forests, True strength surged out with this strike.
Boom!
The surging True strength wave instantly plowed a hole in the mountains and forests ahead, piercing through the middle, uprooting the grass and trees in its path, blowing them away in the violent gusts of wind, and then crushing them to pieces.
Martial Saint’s figure flashed by and disappeared.
He passed by Qiao Mu and landed on the ground more than ten meters in front of him.
A long, deep wound about half a meter long was cut open on his left arm, blood gushing out wildly, and the wound almost exposing the bone.
Martial Saint, the creator of Flesh Changing Skill, though not as skilled as Wu Qizheng in Shape Changing Skill, excelled in precise control and self-healing of flesh and blood. The wound could be seen quickly stopping the bleeding on its own and gradually healing…
"There’s something wrong with the amount of True strength." Martial Saint stood still, his expression stern, with a hint of praise in his tone as he nodded.
"Among all the martial artists who have been my enemies in Jiu Province for so many years, none have the profound power to compare with you."
Qiao Mu had no objections.
"Double Wave!"
The second powerful wave from Dao Zhen was coming.
As the Ripple Stacking Wave Strength surged like overlapping waves, five consecutive strikes were thrown, each wave higher than the last.
In the midst of the second savage wolf’s roar, Martial Saint’s standing ground was destroyed in the True strength huge waves, causing the earth to tremble, crack, and soil and stones to crumble.
Martial Saint’s figure then disappeared into the wind.
Meanwhile, the Immortal Golden Lotus above remained silent, as if suddenly losing its voice.
"Triple Wave!"
Qiao Mu once again unleashed a powerful True Strength Wave, the roaring waves becoming more astonishing.
At this moment, he stood at the center of the stormy sea vortex, where the massive waves, with each of his punches and palms, wildly surged out, destroying everything around him.
The Fivefold Wave, each strike more ferocious than the previous one, and the area covered by True Strength also increased.
Martial Saint’s Ex-Human Transformation was very fast, but as Qiao Mu’s power continued to increase, his space for dodging would inevitably decrease.
"Is this person a martial artist?" Immortal Golden Lotus slowly voiced her doubts, her brows furrowed.
This martial artist from the Qiao family was somewhat different from what he had imagined.
However, Immortal Green Lotus did not intend to let him off easily, purposely saying from behind:
"I ask Senior Brother Golden Lotus to make a decision for his junior sister and suppress this brute!"
"This—" Immortal Golden Lotus hesitated instantly.
"As elders of the sect, with the sect behind us, how can we retreat when even ordinary disciples do not retreat?!" Immortal Green Lotus continued.
"You…" Immortal Golden Lotus felt a bit embarrassed.
Immortal White Lotus chimed in from the side:
"I think… Senior Sister Green Lotus is right!"
"We have the sect behind us and there is no retreat."
"Moreover, the sect leader already knows about this matter, just hasn’t arrived yet."
"If the sect leader does not intervene, should we just sit back and watch this Qiao family member act recklessly?"
Immortal Green Lotus looked somewhat surprised at Immortal White Lotus.
The two had a good relationship, but for him to speak up for her at this moment truly surprised him…
"That… makes sense," Immortal Golden Lotus hesitated for a long time before nodding.
"As elders, we cannot just step back."
"If the Incense Fire Mine is destroyed, both our cultivation levels will regress. This is crucial to our foundational cultivation!"
Although saying so, it was naturally impossible for him to personally take action.
Not directly intervene, but disturb from afar, and find a way to use others to achieve the goal, it’s also possible.
Anyway, if the first attempt fails, he can always escape far away. By then, the sect leader cannot blame them for standing by and doing nothing…
"Fourfold Wave!"
In the roaring True Strength giant waves, Martial Saint’s figure was hit by the True Strength giant wave, his skin, muscles, and tendons were torn open, blood dripping.
And at this moment, Elder Golden Lotus also made a move.
A magical talisman gently floated above his hand, emitting a faint golden light.
As the second elder of the sect, Immortal Golden Lotus naturally had his own strengths to rely on.
This immobilization talisman was left by the former Soul Changing Taoist Lord of the sect, and it was considered one of the hidden powers of the Blood Lotus Sect…
Although it was wielded by a Nascent Soul later-stage cultivator like him, the talisman crafted by the Soul Changing Taoist Lord could not exert its full power, but it still had about seventy to eighty percent effectiveness.
This way, he could also gauge the depth of the Qiao family’s martial arts from a distance…
"Freeze!" A faint blue light enveloped and descended upon Qiao Mu from a far distance.
The roaring wave of True strength hesitated for a moment.
"Huh?" Qiao Mu trembled all over, and his vast True strength shuddered in response.
The faint clear light that enveloped him had dissipated in the blink of an eye.
But at that moment, the accumulated True strength surged out uncontrollably due to the brief delay… gradually dispersing.
In that instant.
Hiss!
Sharp explosive sounds approached, as Martial Saint’s figure turned into a blur and rushed forward, a faint cloud forming a trumpet-shaped sound burst around his waist.
"…Fivefold Wave!"
Although the brewing True strength hadn’t reached its peak due to a momentary delay, the Fivefold Wave still surged like an overwhelming force.
Vast True strength gathered like rivers flowing into the sea, crazily converging towards Qiao Mu’s fist.
As he thrust out a palm with unstoppable force, the dense True strength also rushed forward…
Boom!
In the midst of an explosion.
Qiao Mu and the fast-rushing Martial Saint stood side by side.
Martial Saint was covered in blood, with cuts and wounds all over his body. The bones of his left arm were sticking out from a gory wound, looking terrifying.
Qiao Mu looked even more terrifying than him.
There was a head-sized hole in his chest, pierced through from the front to the back.
"I see now." Qiao Mu looked down at the hole in his chest:
"I underestimated the Immortal Gate cultivator after all…"
He turned around to look at Martial Saint, then slowly approached him with his maimed body.
"Might makes right, survival of the fittest." He gazed at Martial Saint:
"You may do as you wish."
Martial Saint squinted his eyes, slightly moved.
Memories of meeting Qiao Zhong, a member of the Qiao family, in Nan Province several years ago, now struck him after more than two years had passed.
At that time, Qiao Zhong had asked:
"After consuming my Qiao family flesh and blood, can you slaughter immortals?"
Martial Saint’s lips curved slightly.
"For generations to come, with a family like this, it is right for them to die by my hand, along with me…"
He reached out his palm, which passed through the hollow space in Qiao Mu’s chest, embracing his lifeless body, then looked up at the sky and uttered slowly, "Defeat the immortals!"
