The Zheng clansmen were all shaking in fear under Ma Taichongâs qi presence. Even the Zheng clanâs patriarch and veteran were looking pale, not daring to say a single word.
In this martial world, the difference between cultivation realms was like being separated by a wide canal.
Once at the Earth Realm, one would be able to utilize their qi force.
Qi pressure is the combination of qi presence and spiritual willpower. It has the pressure coming from both attributes.
It wasnât an exaggeration to say that under normal circumstances, even eight ninth level Origin Realm martial artists wouldnât be able to defeat a single Earth Realm martial artist. It wasnât because of insufficient ability, but battle intent. Under qi pressure, one would be considered competent if one can utilize 60% of his/her original strength.
But if there were more ninth level Origin Realm martial artists, then the situation might be different. With more numbers, the groupâs qi force would be stronger. A heaven Realm martial artist wouldnât dare use just their qi pressure to fight against a troop of a thousand soldiers.
âWhere is that little bastard.â
Ma Taichong questioned the Zheng clanâs patriarch and veteran.
âYou are already at such an old age. Why are you here spouting all this nonsense, instead of enjoying your time at home?â Li Fuchen slowly strolled out.
âLittle bastard, donât think you have a sharp mouth. I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your parents.â
Ma Taichong used his qi pressure to oppress Li Fuchen.
Against Ma Taichongâs qi pressure, Li Fuchen remained indifferent, âYou qi pressure is too weak. Just this level and you dare come here to put on this shameful display?â
Experiencing Ma Taichongâs qi pressure, Li Fuchen estimated his cultivation technique to be a yellow class peak-tier one.
Perhaps Ma Taichong was in the Azure Water Sect during his youth.
Obviously, when he was young, he was at most probably just an odd job disciple or an outer sect deacon apprentice. Which was why he didnât have the chance to get in touch with a mystic class, low-tier cultivation technique.
To get access to mystic class, low-tier cultivation techniques, one must either be an inner sect disciple, use large amount of contribution points to redeem, or join the Azure Water Army. In short, there werenât many options.
Ma Taichong expected he couldnât use qi pressure to oppress Li Fuchen, but instead wanted to test the opposition. Seeing that his qi pressure didnât work, he ignited his qi and made a move.
âOld dog, I too wanted to try out the power of my secret technique. I shall use you as a guinea pig!â
Fourteenth rank Scarlet Flame Mystic Technique revolving.
Second rank Mystical Dragon Secret Technique activated.
Boom!
Li Fuchenâs qi presence bursted through the roof and didnât look inferior to Ma Taichongâs. The quality of his qi presence seemed to be even better than Ma Taichongâs. It contained an indescribable imposing aura.
âWhat? He cultivated the Mystical Dragon Secret Technique to the second rank?â
The Zheng clanâs veteran was dumbstruck, his heart was shocked.
After cultivating the Mystical Dragon Secret Technique, oneâs qi presence would contain a special aura that is then able to increase oneâs qi force.
He has only reached the first rank of Mystical Dragon Secret Technique, thus the effect of the special aura is minute.
But in Li Fuchenâs qi presence the special aura is at least ten folds stronger than his own.
It was obvious that Li Fuchenâs Mystical Dragon Secret Technique was at the second rank.
âA generation prodigy!â
The Zheng clanâs veteran took a deep breath, trying to suppress the overwhelming dizziness.
Ma Taichongâs eyes shrank as he felt something unusual in his heart.
As matters stood, there is no point in regretting, taking down the opposition came first.
Drawing his sword, Ma Taichong used the Ardent Wind Sword Style on Li Fuchen.
âMeteor Fall.â Li Fuchen thrusted.
Boom!
In the front yard of the Zheng clanâs residence, a violent gale was stirred up, causing everyoneâs clothes to flutter in the wind.
âHe actually withstood my blade. Just what kind of monster is this little bastard?â Ma Taichongâs scalp went numb.
He who was a second level Earth Realm martial artist, shouldnât even have needed to make a move against a sixth level Origin Realm martial artist. A simple wave of his hand should have been enough to send his opponent flying.
âIndeed worthy to be a second level Earth Realm martial artist.â
Except for cultivation levels, Li Fuchen was much more superior in every other aspect than his opponent.
A yellow class, peak-tier cultivation technique of the highest rank would at best be equivalent to the seventh rank of a mystic class, mid-tier cultivation technique. Li Fuchen was seven ranks higher than his opponent.
In terms of physical strength, the opposition would at best be at 12,000 kg, but he had 35,000 kg.
As for sword arts, the opposition used a yellow class, peak-tier sword art, while he is using a mystic class, low-tier sword art that was at the trance stage with sword intent.
But even with so many advantages, they could only make up for Li Fuchenâs deficit in cultivation levels.
After all, the gap between the two of them was five whole levels. In between was even an obstacle from the Origin Realm to the Earth Realm.
Cling, clang!
The two figures intersected and their swords were clashing. Everything happened at an extreme speed where no one could see clearly.
âArdent Wind Dance!â
Suddenly, Ma Taichong twisted his long sword, a sword presence like a tornado then came hurling at Li Fuchen.
âLetâs see how you block this!â
After executing this blade, Ma Taichong gave a cold laugh.
He wasnât all brawn and knew that during a battle, one needed to rely on their advantages and avoid the disadvantages. Li Fuchen may have a strong ability but was unable to release qi; and that was Ma Taichongâs most prominent advantage.
âEven though I can release qi, it isnât as good as my opponentâs. I shouldnât waste my qi like that.â
Activating the second rank of the Mystical Dragon Secret Technique, Li Fuchen could already release qi, but he didnât want to use it.
Executing the Shadowless Leg, Li Fuchen became like a shadow and dodged the sword qi.
After dozens of exchanges, neither one of them could gain the advantage.
In the crowd of the Ma clansmen, Ma Qingyang was astonished.
âHow could it be like this? This isnât possible!â
He couldnât comprehend the world of a prodigy and could much less comprehend the world of a heaven defying prodigy
The battle was both intense and calm. Li Fuchen fell into a strange state of mind.
He felt as though something was being nurtured within his body.
As the battle grew even more intense, the feeling would also be intensified too.
âIs it the Mystical Dragon Secret Technique?â Soon enough, Li Fuchen found the root of the cause.
The Mystical Dragon Secret Technique was a battle type secret technique. Only during battle would one comprehend it easier, especially from the second rank to the third rank. One would need to experience hundreds of fights.
Separating his mind into two, Li Fuchen concentrated on both the fight with Ma Taichong and also submerging his consciousness into his body.
Hundreds of acupoints were sparkling within his body.
The Mystical Dragon Secret Technique was different from a cultivation technique, it didnât require the user to revolve it. It only required the acupoints to be activated in order for qi to flow through. Which would allow qi to automatically revolve and to naturally increase the cultivatorâs qi burst power.
But of course, doing so would increase the pace at which the user would expend their qi by two folds or even more.
âAs the dragon battles in the wild, its blood would paint the skies yellow.â
(Note: This is a saying that explains; when one is against an adversary, one would rather give up their life to complete the task)
Unknowingly, Li Fuchenâs heart came out with this very ancient saying.
âYou smart aleck, I donât know what secret technique you are using to increase your ability. But this secret technique is very qi exhausting. Letâs see how long you can endure.â
Ma Taichong didnât feel anxious anymore.
There wasnât a need to be anxious, what was most important was the end result.
âIs that so?â Li Fuchen smiled mysteriously.
He who had an extraordinary perception, used just one battle to comprehend the key points of the third rank to the Mystical Dragon Secret Technique.
Of course the time he spent previously also played a huge factor in it.
Hum!
Barely audible, an extremely imposing beast roar echoed.
âWhat is that sound?â Ma Taichong was startled.
âItâs the sound of your defeat.â
Li Fuchen laughed out loud, as a terrifying qi presence bursted into the sky. Shrouded by the qi presence, everyone thought they saw a giant dragon soaring. Their spirit was momentarily stunned and they didnât dare to move an inch.
âMystical Dragon Secret Technique, third rank?!â
The Zheng clanâs veteran mouth went wide and couldnât close back.
âTaste defeat!â
Li Fuchen felt as though his body was like a burning flame that was turning into molten lava flowing within.
With the Meteor Fall executed, a shooting star raced across mid-air.
The glare and speed made the entire front yard of the Zheng clanâs residence look frozen in time for an instant.