Yin!
Su Ming thrust his spear forward, and a dragon's roar resounded through the entire area.
That spear strike was actually just an ordinary spear strike, but when Su Ming executed it, he could turn something rotten into something miraculous. Its power was shocking, and it did not lose to any exquisite martial arts.
"What a sharp spear technique!"
Sensing the swiftness and sharpness of the Zhongping Spear, Xianyu Tong's eyes shined brightly.
He suddenly understood why the twenty something disciples could not stop Su Ming. His spear technique was truly unique. Facing such a powerful spear technique, even he did not dare to underestimate it.
"Tiger Subduing Palm Technique!"
When the tip of the spear was right in front of his face, Xianyu Tong stuck his folding fan into his collar and formed a palm shape. He pushed the tip of the spear away with one palm, then slid down the shaft of the spear with the other and struck Su Ming's chest.
"Not bad!"
When he saw the other party raise his palm to smack his chest, Su Ming's eyes sparkled. He took the opportunity to change the direction of his spear and lashed out with it. The shaft of the spear, which was two meters long, lashed at the back of the other party's hand.
"This kid is quite quick to adapt.”
Hearing the whistling sound of the spear being pulled, Xianyu Tong frowned slightly and hurriedly withdrew his palms.
This Tiger Subduing Palm Art could be considered a high-tier palm art among all the other palm arts of Mount Hua. The shadows of his palm flew about in all directions, and his movements were unpredictable. Xianyu Tong changed his moves continuously, hooking, flicking, tearing, collapsing, and spitting, but unfortunately, he was unable to hurt Su Ming.
"Xianyu Tong, is this all you have? To think that you're the sect master of the Huashan Sect."
After seven or eight moves, Su Ming lost interest.
The other party's Tiger Subduing Palm Art was actually just a few strokes. Its power was limited, and it was of no help to Su Ming's spear art.
"Are you complaining that you're dying too slowly? Alright, I'll fulfill your wish now!"
Xianyu Tong flew into a rage out of humiliation and suddenly shouted loudly,"Eagle Snake Life and Death Fight!"
"Eagle Snake Life and Death Fight!"
"Sect Master Xianyu used his ultimate move!"
He Taichong and his wife, who were standing outside the ring, widened their eyes at the same time. Their faces were filled with anticipation as they stared unblinkingly at Xianyu Tong.
"To be able to make this disciple of mine use his famous ultimate skill, this youth does have some skills.”
Hun Yuanzi sat cross-legged on the huge rock and basked in the sun. He had a smile on his face as he quietly watched Su Ming and Xianyu Tong's battle. From the beginning to the end, he had always been calm and composed.
"Are we going to use the Eagle Snake Life and Death Duel? This is interesting!"
A brilliant light shone in Su Ming's eyes. He was filled with anticipation for the upcoming battle.
Long before he came to Mount Hua, Su Ming had asked around and learned that Xianyu Tong's strongest skill was the Eagle Snake Battle to the Death. People said that this martial art was incredibly exquisite and might be of help to him.
"Brat, die!"
Xianyu Tong's face was slightly purple. His left hand formed a snake-shaped hand, taking the agility of a poisonous snake. The five fingers of his right hand opened up into an eagle's claw, displaying the agility of a goshawk.
Chi chi chi!
The snake-shaped hand and the Eagle Claw Art attacked Su Ming from the left and right, one in front and one behind, following a strange trajectory. The sounds of wind breaking rang out continuously, and they were incredibly sharp and ruthless.
"Hmm? His face turned purple? Is it the Violet Cloud Divine Art?"
Su Ming swung the Flying Dragon Spear with both hands. The spear's shadows protected his vital parts and separated it from the Snake-shaped Claw and Eagle Claw Art. He took a step back and deliberately adopted a defensive stance while secretly guessing the mysteries of his opponent's martial arts.
"You also know about the Violet Cloud Divine Art? At least you didn't live in vain."
Xianyu Tong, who was using the Eagle Snake Life and Death Struggle, had his palms transform into a myriad of forms. At one moment, he would turn into a venomous snake, and at the next moment, he would turn into an eagle. His attacks were like a violent storm, extremely fierce.
"The first of the Nine Arts of Mount Hua, the Violet Cloud Divine Art.”
He Taichong and his wife's eyes lit up. They thought that they had made the right decision to come to Mount Hua this time. They had even seen the Purple Cloud Divine Art. They were almost done with the foundation of the Huashan Sect.
"This is the Violet Cloud Divine Art! It's the Purple Cloud Divine Art!"
"The Violet Cloud Divine Art is the strongest internal art of our Huashan Sect!”
The Huashan disciples all over the mountain widened their eyes. They all dreamed that one day, they would be able to be like the sect master and use the Purple Cloud Divine Art as their internal energy. They would be able to activate the Eagle Snake Life and Death Fight and beat the intruders to a pulp. Then, their deaths would be worth it.
"Xianyu Tong, as far as I know, although the Violet Cloud Divine Art is very powerful, its progress is very slow. Only the founder of Mount Hua has cultivated it to perfection.”When Su Ming said that, he let out a cold harrumph and said,"You obviously haven't mastered it yet."
The more powerful a martial art was, the more difficult it was to achieve perfection.
In the entire history of the Huashan Sect, the only person who had cultivated the Violet Cloud Divine Art to perfection was the founder of the Huashan Sect.
"Even if I haven't mastered it, as long as I can suppress you, that's enough!”
Xianyu Tong was instantly enraged when Su Ming pointed out his vital points. His snake-shaped hands and eagle claws clawed downwards, and his hands turned completely purple. He had already activated Violet Cloud Divine Art to its limit.
"Suppress me? You're thinking too much."
Su Ming laughed coldly and shook his head. He said leisurely,"Alright, I've already figured out the Eagle Snake Life and Death Duel and the Violet Cloud Divine Art. There's no need to give in to you anymore.”
"What?"
"Give in to me?"
Xianyu Tong was stunned when he heard this, thinking in his heart how this was possible.
" Could it be that this young man has been hiding his strength all this time…?" Hunyuan Zi, who was lying on the boulder and basking in the sun, frowned slightly. A strange expression appeared on his calm face.
"This Su Ming is so shrewd!" He Taichong and his wife, who were silently watching the battle, felt a chill in their hearts.
Bang!
The Flying Dragon Spear suddenly became berserk, lashing out at Xianyu Tong's back, causing him to stagger.
This spear strike didn't use any internal energy, and was purely using physical strength to lash the enemy, so Xianyu Tong didn't suffer any internal injuries. But if he took off his clothes, he would discover that the skin on his back had already split open.
"Hiss…"
Xianyu Tong grimaced in pain, feeling a burning sensation on his back.
"Your Eagle Snake Life and Death Struggle and your Violet Cloud Divine Art are nothing much. They're far inferior to the Seven Wounds Fist.”Su Ming walked towards Xianyu Tong with his spear and said in disappointment,"Xianyu Tong, among the sect leaders of the six great sects, you're probably the weakest.”
This Xianyu was known as Master God-Diviner, and he was good at scheming and scheming.
Among the leaders of the six sects, if it was a one-on-one fight, he probably wouldn't even be able to defeat the fifth elder of the Kongtong Sect, let alone Guan Neng, the elder of the Kongtong Sect.
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