Chapter 27: Chapter 19: The Pinnacle_2

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Miao Fang and the others, upon hearing this, all had a shocked expression. They opened their mouths to speak, but the moment they caught Xu Yang’s eye, the words got stuck in their throats, and they were ultimately forced to swallow them down, bowing their heads and saying, “Yes!”

After speaking, they clasped their hands and withdrew outside the door.

With the people of Hundred Broken Mountains gone from the scene, only the various factions of the Martial World, the Sacred Fire Sect, and the imperial forces remained in the Hall of Righteous Gathering.

However, no one dared to make a move, and the atmosphere became even more tense; it was clear that no one wished to stick their neck out.

Xu Yang was unfazed. He turned and struck with the palm of his hand, not against the crowd but onto the chair behind him.

“Boom, boom, boom!”

Instantaneously, there was a loud crash as mechanisms were triggered and giant rocks fell from four directions, sealing the hall in the blink of an eye.

“This…!”

The crowd finally reacted, looking at Xu Yang and the Broken Dragon Stones that had sealed off the Hall of Righteous Gathering with a mix of shock and anger, unsure of what to do.

Xu Yang, however, remained at ease, “With no retreat, the only choice is battle for life or death. What are you waiting for, come on!”

“You…”

“Fine!!!”

Seeing Xu Yang resolve matters in such a decisive manner, leaving no room for retreat, the crowd also faced the reality.

Only to see the abbot of Shaolin, Fang Zheng, cast a glance, and someone in the crowd, understanding his intent, rose to his feet, “Then allow the junior to experience Heavenly King Li’s brilliant moves!”

Having said that, he leapt forward, like a dragon soaring through the skies, his palm bearing an unrivaled force, slamming directly towards Xu Yang.

Xu Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, lifting his hand to meet the palm.

“Boom!!!”

The palms collided, causing a thunderous boom. Tremendous True Qi poured out, creating a visible tidal wave surging in all directions, shaking everyone so forcefully that their Qi Blood boiled and their spirits were petrified.

“This is…”

“Descending Dragon Palm!”

The crowd was horrified, but before they could even utter a word, they saw a figure being sent flying back, landing on the ground, and retreating several steps, crushing the stone tiles along the way before barely steadying himself.

It was… “Guild Leader!”

“Chen Jixuan!”

Seeing the person who had taken the initiative, the crowd was even more astounded.

He was a middle-aged man, tall and burly, dressed in somewhat tattered clothes which did not conceal his imposing aura.

It was none other than Chen Jixuan, the Beggar’s Guild’s leader, who had recently shaken the Martial World with the rise of the Great Xing Beggar’s Guild!

This man had been the first to strike, testing the waters, but while Xu Yang stood unmoved upon the high platform, Chen was sent tumbling back, crushing the stone tiles and even spilling a trace of fresh blood from his mouth.

The difference in their strength was immediately clear!

“Beggar’s Guild?”

“Descending Dragon Palm?”

With a smile, Xu Yang shifted his gaze towards Kongjian amid the crowd, “The

Shaolin Great Rejuvenation Pill truly lives up to its name!”

This comment, abrupt as it was, seemed disconnected at first but everyone present, sharp as they were, quickly understood the implications, and their eyes widened in surprise as they looked at Kongjian and the others.

The Descending Dragon Palm of the Beggar’s Guild, renowned as the ultimate expression of yang power, had been lost for nearly a hundred years, only reemerging in the Martial World ten years ago with Chen Jixuan. It was assumed that the Beggar’s Guild had found a great leader for its resurgence, but who would have guessed that there was a connection with Shaolin?

It was no surprise, for such a mighty palm technique was easy to learn but hard to master. Without robust True Qi, it would be all form but no substance, nowhere near the power displayed by Chen Jixuan.

However, how old was Chen Jixuan, really? Even with extraordinary aptitude and talent, it would be impossible for him to cultivate such a profound reserve of True Qi.

Therefore, he must have received a powerful external boost, such as the treasured Great Rejuvenation Pill from a certain temple.

To take down Hundred Broken Mountains, those bald monks must have invested heavily!

The crowd mumbled in their hearts. Chen Jixuan, paying no attention to them, wiped the blood from his lips, steadied his internal injuries, and with a composed stance, said to Xu Yang, “Heavenly King Li’s skills are of divine creation; I am far from your equal. Nonetheless, for the sake of the Martial World’s common cause, even if I am to fall in battle, I, Chen, am prepared to fight to the end. Heavenly King, your turn!”

As he spoke, the air around him vibrated, and waves seemed to surge around him.

“This is…”

“Congealing Void into Reality!” “Qi Transforming Into Gang!” “He has reached such a realm!”

The crowd was startled upon seeing this.

It was said that when True Qi was refined to the extreme, it could transform Qi into Gang, making the formless form tangible. Even without using techniques like the Cutting Air Palm, one could injure an opponent from a distance, and when defending, it was as though wearing three layers of iron armor, impenetrable by a thousand arrows.

Such masters were exceptionally rare. In the past hundred years, the only two people who were definitely known to have reached this realm were the late supreme master of the Martial World, the master of Divine Sword Manor, Yi

Shan, and…

“Descending Dragon Palm?”

“Now witness mine!”

With a smile, Xu Yang extended his hand and launched a palm strike that shook the void, his True Qi manifesting visibly.

Suddenly…

“Roar!!!”

A dragon’s cry echoed, startling everyone. Before they realized what was happening, they saw a bright dragon silhouette emerge, carrying the momentum of collapsing mountains and surging seas, pouncing straight towards Chen Jixuan.

As the person involved, Chen Jixuan was even more astonished, his eyes nearly popping out in disbelief at the charging dragon silhouette.

What is this?

What is this!!!

A Descending Dragon Palm conjuring a real dragon?

Are you joking?

This palm technique has been around for hundreds of years, but never had it been known to produce such a phenomenon. Most masters could only embody the dragon with their robust Qi, unleashing a powerful blow. Even if they managed to realize Gang Qi, at best they could barely produce a tangible palm force.

A lifelike dragon that even roars? Do you think you’re some kind of deity?

What was happening now…

“Roar!!!”

Before his thoughts could settle and his shock subside, the resplendent dragon silhouette had already reached him, overbearing like a landslide, crashing down right in front of Chen Jixuan.

Overwhelmed by shock, Chen Jixuan had his True Qi surge out reflexively, pouring all his power out in an attempt to counter the monstrous palm force.

“Boom!”