Chapter 1584
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Obviously, at this point, the mutual probing between the two sides had come to an end.
Feng Yi began to bring out his true skills.
Seeing Feng Yi charging forward with a murderous aura, Qing Shiyu no longer hesitated. She clenched her palm, and her spiritual energy surged.
“Sacred Seal!”
The Taoyuan Spirit Palm Seal Technique erupted.
With a single palm strike, the palm resembled a seal, and the seal resembled a palm, carrying an unstoppable momentum as it charged forward.
This Taoyuan Spirit Palm Seal Technique was extremely powerful, and its cultivation requirements were stringent. Only martial artists with spiritual energy several times more concentrated than that of ordinary people, like Qing Shiyu, could practice it!
The explosion of the fist and palm seal was thunderous.
Boom…
Inside the martial arena, the spiritual energy burst forth once again.
This time, Feng Yi looked murderous, with an unyielding and aggressive aura, showing no intention of retreating.
“Something’s different about this guy…” An Ningran, Fu Jinyao, Lin Yuzhu, and others, all looked on with great astonishment.
Not only was Feng Yi’s offensive even more fierce, but there seemed to be a kind of momentum in the air that was pressing down on Qing Shiyu.
“This is a unique martial intent!”
Ye Wushuang spoke up, “What Feng Yi has comprehended is probably the intent of the fist.”
Intent of the fist?
“Just as swordsmen have sword intent and knife-wielders have knife intent, this so-called ‘intent’ is a kind of advantage in the world that martial artists integrate with themselves. Sword intent is born from the closeness between the martial artist and the sword, and sword momentum subtly carries a bit of the power of the world within it.”
“Actually, sword intent and knife intent are both types of martial intent, but they are combined with spiritual weapons. The so-called intent of the fist, as with Feng Yi, who is proficient in physical techniques, must be based on fist and palm techniques. He doesn’t use spiritual weapons. Over time, if one has good enough talent, one will comprehend a kind of intent, becoming more proficient and thoroughly understanding the fist techniques. When performing the fist techniques, the power will be multiplied several times.”
In an instant.
The martial arena was filled with changing winds and clouds.
Whether it was his fist techniques or palm techniques, Feng Yi’s attacks saw a significant increase in speed and strength.
The eruption of spiritual energy was as mighty as surging rivers and overturning seas.
“Amazing, this must be the explosion of a unique martial intent. No wonder he is the son of Director Feng Li.”
“Do you think he ranks ninth because the Tianyuan Pavilion is showing favoritism? He has real talent!”
“You have to say, his fist techniques, I feel… they are so mysterious and hard to understand!”
“You, who lack insight, these top ten people on the Dongxu List, which one is not in the seventh change of the Dongxu realm? Each of them can kill ordinary people in the first tribulation of the Wangwo realm!”
In the various viewing platforms and pavilions in the valley, many sharp-eyed martial artists began to discuss.
A terrifying aura erupted, and inside the martial arena, everyone could only see Feng Yi and Qing Shiyu exchanging blows, their fist and palm forces colliding.
Boom!!!
Suddenly, a deep roar erupted.
The two figures separated upon contact.
At this moment, Feng Yi was slightly panting, his spiritual energy consumption was also great, and he had to swallow several pills to restore his spiritual energy and replenish his breath.
But Qing Shiyu, standing opposite him, remained vigilant, ready to strike at any moment, showing no signs of spiritual energy loss at all.
This woman!
To what extent has her spiritual energy accumulation reached?
Feeling his spiritual energy gradually restored, Feng Yi realized even more clearly.
Even with the help of pills to restore spiritual energy, he could not reach a perfect state. And with continuous consumption, he would eventually be the one to lose!
He couldn’t afford to delay any longer!
Thinking this in his heart, Feng Yi clenched his palm, and a surge of power welled up in his palm.
A terrifying aura burst forth.
At this moment, his left and right hands seemed to have a whistling wind swirling around them, lingering and not dispersing.
Hm?
The onlookers gradually sensed something was amiss.
Feng Yi’s left and right hands seemed to be… performing different spiritual techniques?
The left hand formed a palm.
The right hand formed a fist!
Using two techniques at once?
In fact, at the Dongxu level, it was not difficult to use two techniques at once, but the difficulty lay in the fact that doing so would divide one’s own power.
This was not a profitable move!
However, everyone could clearly sense from Feng Yi that his power was not divided in half. Instead, when he split one power into two, the two parts remained as strong as the original one.
This was simply amazing!
“Fusion of Fist and Palm!”
Ye Wushuang, watching this scene from the side of the martial arena, was taken aback.
Feng Yi was truly extraordinary.
“Qing Shiyu, if you can block this, then I will admit defeat in this battle!”
Seeing this, Qing Shiyu’s expression became solemn.
“Heavenly Yuan Palm!”
“Divine Yuan Fist!”
In an instant.
Feng Yi’s left and right hands burst with the energy of fist and palm. A rebellious fist intent and an unstoppable palm intent condensed into one.
The palm was like a sky, descending upon the earth.
The fist was like a mountain, charging forward.
This momentum stirred up the wind on the platform, creating a scene of collapsing heavens and splitting earth.
Seeing this, Qing Shiyu stepped forward, her hands quickly forming seals.
As her seals condensed, the spiritual energy within her body roared out like mountains and seas.
What?
Seeing Qing Shiyu at this moment, many people were stunned.
How could this woman still have such abundant spiritual energy stored at this point?
Was this even possible for someone at the Dongxu level?
“Taoyuan Spirit Palm Seal Technique.”
“Voidless Seal!”
Immediately, Qing Shiyu pushed her hands forward, and a nine-zhang tall, illusory and ethereal palm seal condensed, seemingly between reality and illusion, appearing and disappearing.
The illusory palm seal charged straight at the fist and palm that Feng Yi had condensed.
At this moment, Qing Shiyu also rushed towards the attacking Feng Yi.
