184: Chapter 184 Palm Technique: Rooted Strength, Two Consecutive Victories
Li Qing stood beside Jia Long, his pupils slightly constricted. Under the enhancement of [Micro-Perception], the strength of the five opponents was laid bare before his eyes.
First was Yi Huan. His Foundation was not bad, but his combat experience was practically non-existent. All his Martial Skills had been spoon-fed to him by family servants since childhood, not worth mentioning.
On the side of Young Master Chu, Yi Huan was casting glances at Li Qing from time to time. Just at this moment, Li Qing suddenly shifted his gaze, met his eyes, and even smiled.
Hiss!
Yi Huan's mind went blank in an instant, and his breathing almost stopped.
To him, Li Qing's smile was even more terrifying than the King of Hell!
Li Qing continued to look on. The only female Disciple in the duel, Junior Sister Fei Ying, had a Foundation that was standard and unremarkable, roughly on par with Senior Brother Shi Yuan, which was nothing special.
However, considering she came from the Flying Snake Lineage and, like the Wood Element, used a ranged weapon—a type of flying knife—
in that case, her threat level was greater than that of an ordinary Disciple, so it was no surprise that she had been invited by Young Master Chu.
Then there was Young Master Chu himself. His strength was formidable, and he was known as the 'Young Master Chu'; his strength could not be underestimated.
Finally, Li Qing looked at that person who, from beginning to end, had maintained an indifferent expression and whose aura was even more ordinary than that of Huang Jing: Liu Siyuan.
'He must have cultivated the Martial Dao Seed Flame. No wonder he dared to let Huang Jing be the first to make a Move.'
In Li Qing's eyes, Liu Siyuan's strength was far greater than both Huang Jing and Tang Hua.
Li Qing could also roughly guess the strategy of Young Master Chu's side.
The opposing side anticipated that Jia Long's side would arrange their fighters from weakest to strongest, so they had the second-strongest, Huang Jing, directly crush the first two or even the first three in a landslide victory!
'In their eyes, Jia Long's strength is second only to Tang Hua, so he should be ranked fourth. Thus, by having Yi Huan and Junior Sister Fei Ying follow Huang Jing, even if they cannot defeat Jia Long, they can greatly exhaust his strength. Finally, Young Master Chu can at least consume a portion of Tang Hua's power, and then Liu Siyuan will deliver the final blow.'
In other words, they were using Huang Jing, the top-tier horse, to take out the three bottom-tier horses in their eyes; having the middle three defeat Jia Long and exhaust part of Tang Hua's strength; and finally, having Liu Siyuan, the second top-tier horse, secure the victory again. This could be considered a guaranteed win.
On the arena, Ding Yishan faced Huang Jing directly, feeling a chill in his heart.
"Let me fight Huang Jing? How is that possible?!"
Suddenly, a small pebble appeared in the air between the two, and then it fell.
Thump!
The sound of the pebble hitting the ground rang out, and the duel began!
Swoosh!
Ignoring the tension and caution on Ding Yishan's face, Huang Jing stepped forward, appearing in front of Ding Yishan almost in an instant.
His Comprehension Ability in Martial Skills was excellent; otherwise, he would not have broken through to the Entry Level of the "Root-Entwining Palm". Before this, he had already achieved Major Achievement in both palm techniques and Footwork!
In order to eliminate as many of the opponent's personnel as possible, Huang Jing unleashed a lethal Move as soon as he struck!
Root-Entwining Palm, Roots Entwine and Strike Stone!
Aiming for a quick victory, Huang Jing did not give Ding Yishan the slightest chance. His Major Achievement Footwork moved with ease as he took a step to appear right before him.
Then, Huang Jing spread his legs, and his feet immediately took root on the ground as if they were tree roots, pressing against the surface of the arena. His figure was as steady as Mount Tai. He retracted his fists to his waist, then thrust his right fist out, transforming it into a palm strike!
In Ding Yishan's eyes, this was no mere flesh-and-blood palm; it was clearly a massive siege hammer made of heavy iron and ancient wood!
In the eyes of the onlookers, they only saw Huang Jing's Footwork shift from extreme motion to extreme stillness, and then, just as people usually practiced boxing, a plain and unremarkable palm strike was delivered.
Experts look at the techniques; which of the Disciples here was not an expert? From the perspective of an onlooker, they could immediately see that although Huang Jing's palm strike looked ordinary, there was not a single wasted movement in his strike. His footsteps were as steady as an old tree taking root, and his palm moved against the wind, emitting a sonic boom. It could truly be called a boulder breaking through the wind, without the slightest bit of hollowness.
It looked slow, but in reality, it was full of follow-through power. Everyone could anticipate that if Ding Yishan were lucky enough to dodge or block it, he would immediately face Huang Jing's ferocious offensive.
And facing this palm strike, Ding Yishan clearly did not have the capability to respond.
The signs of defeat were fully revealed!
Hum!
Just at the critical moment before Huang Jing succeeded, the whistling sound of his palm cutting through the air came to an abrupt stop, pausing right in front of Ding Yishan's forehead.
His palm, just by the force of the wind, had already caused Ding Yishan's forehead to turn slightly red; had it landed, he likely would not have survived.
At this moment, Huang Jing's entire body was locked by a massive aura, unable to Move a single inch.
Master Jinhe said indifferently, "Huang Jing wins."
Ding Yishan's legs went soft, and he collapsed to the ground in defeat.
He couldn't even withstand a single palm strike!
The lock on Huang Jing's body disappeared. He immediately bowed to Master Jinhe and then looked toward Jia Long's side.
Jia Long's expression darkened. Unfortunately, once the order was chosen, it could not be changed.
"Senior Brother Wang, go up."
Wang Shi leapt onto the arena and stood facing Huang Jing.
Huang Jing, as usual, clasped his hands in a salute, "Please offer your guidance."
Wang Shi returned the salute, and the two began to confront each other.
Soon, another small pebble fell.
Swoosh!
To everyone's surprise, this time it was Wang Shi who took the initiative to attack.
Wang Shi's eyes were firm. This time, entrusted by Jia Long and having received quite a few benefits, he had to put in some effort no matter what.
If they were evenly matched, he could still attack conservatively.
But now, there was no need for that!
Unlike Huang Jing who was empty-handed, he held a long staff and unleashed Move after Move of the "Yellow Peak Staff Technique". Every Move, whether poking, sweeping, or swinging, was aimed at Huang Jing's various blind spots.
Fortunately, although Wang Shi's Comprehension Ability was average, he had been cultivating in the sect for so many years, and his earlier Footwork had long since reached Major Achievement. In terms of speed alone, he could keep up with Huang Jing.
Thus, the two exchanged more than ten Moves.
Bang!
This time, Wang Shi poked his staff toward Huang Jing's chest, and Huang Jing blocked the tip of the staff with one palm.
Just as Wang Shi intended to withdraw the long staff and repeat the same trick, a massive force suddenly came from the tip of the staff, making him almost unable to hold onto it.
Root-Entwining Palm, Solidify Roots and Resist Waves!
Huang Jing's palm was like a tree trunk, and his five fingers were the tree roots. His fingertips turned slightly yellow, firmly gripping the long staff. His body leaned slightly backward, and the power transferred over by Wang Shi was completely transmitted to the ground.
Wang Shi was shocked; his long staff seemed to be embedded in Huang Jing's hand.
This was the Entry Level of the Core Formation-level Cultivation Technique, "Root-Entwining Palm"!
But his "Yellow Peak Staff Technique" had not broken through to the Entry Level, and thus he fell into a disadvantage!
Root-Entwining Palm, Entwine Roots and Counter-Lock!
Huang Jing's figure was as steady as Mount Tai. He immediately turned his palm, firmly grasping the long staff. Then, with a turn of his body, he circled around, and his other hand reached out to grab the long staff from the other side!
Seeing this, Wang Shi knew his weapon had been seized, so he hurriedly let go and retreated!
But it was too late!
The moment Wang Shi let go, the long staff was completely controlled by Huang Jing. His body rotated again, wielding the long staff in his hand, and he actually turned it around to deliver a poke with the staff toward Wang Shi!
Borrowing force to strike, without any hesitation!
Pfft!
Wang Shi could not dodge in time and was struck on the abdomen by the staff, the tip of which pierced more than half an inch deep.
A massive surge of power traveled along the staff into Wang Shi's body, causing secondary damage.
Pffft!
Wang Shi spat out a mouthful of blood and fell off the arena.
This time, Master Jinhe did not step in to save him, which showed that his life was not in danger.
Swoosh!
Jia Long jumped off the viewing platform, his hands moving like noodles, catching Wang Shi like a swing.
Second round, Huang Jing wins!