107: Chapter 107 Burning Everything

If one's martial arts attainment far exceeds the level of the Martial Skill displayed by an opponent, it is not strange to be able to comprehend the opponent's Martial Skill through observation.

Many elders within the Xiang Family could achieve this.

Even Xiang Tian himself, when facing most Yellow-grade Martial Arts or even profound-grade Martial Arts, only needed to exchange blows to quickly grasp their nuances and underlying principles.

With a little contemplation and thought, cultivating them to the Minor Achievement Realm in a short time was not a difficult task for him.

However, secret arts were vastly different from ordinary Martial Skills.

The cultivation of secret arts not only required comprehending extremely complex True Qi circulation paths, but also opening up special Meridians that were rarely used in daily life.

Take [Overlords Heavy Body] for example; only by cultivating Overlord Force to the Major Achievement Realm, and then using a unique Qi circulation pattern to initiate a Fusion with the Bloodline Power of the direct Xiang Family line, was there a possibility of entering the gateway.

Back then, even with elders from the clan personally guiding him step-by-step, it took Xiang Tian a full half-year to barely knock on the door of this secret art and laboriously condense an incomplete Overlord phantom.

At this moment, looking at the Overlord phantom displayed by Chen Moxuan, although the facial features were blurry, the limbs were complete and the Aura was robust.

It was at least at a proficient level.

In other words, Chen Moxuan had not only comprehended and mastered this secret of the Xiang Family during the moments he was fighting him.

He had even surpassed Xiang Tian's half-year of hard work right from the start!

Xiang Tian felt a tightness in his chest, as if blocked, and his blood surged endlessly within his body.

An indescribable sense of frustration welled up in his heart.

"It is precisely because of this that there is value in defeating you!"

Soon, a piercing Aura rose around Xiang Tian once again.

His pride as a martial arts Prodigy quickly suppressed the sense of frustration.

"Since the secret art has been broken, I will just condense it again!"

Xiang Tian gritted his teeth and circulated his True Qi again, attempting to activate [Overlords Heavy Body].

However, after the previous battle, most of the True Qi in his body had been consumed.

Forcibly displaying it now, the time he could maintain it was by no means as simple as continuing for the remaining five seconds.

Perhaps he could only hold on for three seconds, or even less, and the side effects would only be stronger.

But Xiang Tian disregarded all of this entirely; he swore to cross this high mountain before him.

"Right here, I will surpass my limits!"

Xiang Tian roared in his heart, and his bones and tendons let out crisp cracking sounds like popping beans.

His Body Refinement Method was at Perfection, and the Martial God Body he had forged was called [Limit Break].

The closer he was to his limit, the more powerful the strength he could erupt with.

And at this moment, a wondrous feeling suddenly descended upon Xiang Tian's soul.

In a trance, memories of his childhood surged like a tide.

At that time, his father had once told him the legend of the Xiang Family's Old Ancestor.

When the armies of the alien races besieged the Boundary River, the Old Ancestor, who had reached the Tongxuan Realm at only forty years old, could have crossed the river alone to escape, but chose to fight the enemy to the death until he fell from exhaustion.

The young Xiang Tian was full of confusion and couldn't help but ask: "The Old Ancestor clearly had a chance to survive, why didn't he escape? If he had lived, perhaps he could have become the strongest in the martial path later on, and the Xiang Family might have become the head of the five great families by now."

His father just smiled gently: "Tian'er, there are times when a Martial Artist cannot retreat. When you grow up, you will naturally understand."

...His father's words, Xiang Tian felt he had understood long ago.

With the strongest martial path as his goal, swearing to sweep through his peers with an invincible posture, some battles were destined to have no retreat from the very beginning.

It was just that now, he seemed to understand it more thoroughly.

After [Overlords Heavy Body] was finished, he would fall into a ten-minute period of True Qi stagnation.

During these ten minutes, he would be completely unable to use True Qi, but it would not affect the Martial Artist's own formidable Physical Body.

Even if he didn't defeat the opponent, by relying on his Physical Body to maneuver, he could at least find a glimmer of survival, wait for the ten-minute stagnation period to end, and make a comeback.

However, that was too tepid.

If he could not crush the opponent right now, all waiting and maneuvering would lose its meaning.

He only wanted to achieve victory right now!

As long as he defeated the opponent, let alone ten minutes of stagnation, what would ten years matter!

Why does the body still need to move? Even if it cannot move at all afterwards, it does not matter.

An Overlord does not need a retreat!

"Boom!"

The air waves surged, and two crimson phantoms emerged from the fire, suddenly reaching out from behind Xiang Tian.

The originally clear phantoms now radiated a soul-stirring charm.

The domineering Aura that looked down upon the world swept across all directions for a moment.

Zhong Haoran, who was watching from below, widened his eyes, his face full of unbelievable shock, and muttered to himself: "That guy Xiang Tian actually had an Epiphany and Breakthrough at this moment..."

Having competed with Xiang Tian for many years, Zhong Haoran naturally understood his old opponent's secret art.

Successfully condensing one Overlord phantom that possessed both form and spirit meant stepping into the Minor Achievement Realm, initially grasping the mysteries of this secret art.

And when two phantoms appeared at the same time, it marked the cultivator's Breakthrough to the Major Achievement Realm.

If one could go a step further and endow the two Overlord phantoms with a lively charm, making them as vivid as living things, the [Overlords Heavy Body] secret art could truly be considered to have reached Perfection.

At this point, the power of the secret art would undergo a qualitative change.

Not only could it comprehensively amplify the Martial Artist's strength, speed, and defense, but the phantoms could also detach from the main body and act independently.

During battle, the Martial Artist could use their mind in three ways simultaneously; the main body and the two phantoms would echo each other, with attack and defense coordination being seamless, and even the duration would be significantly extended.

To the opponent, this was tantamount to facing three powerful enemies of equal strength simultaneously, with offensives like a raging tide that were continuous and difficult to resist.

Xiang Tian's eyes were as red as burning flames, staring fixedly at Chen Moxuan in the distance who seemed to be focusing on familiarizing himself with the secret art, his Battle Intent surging around him.

"Come again!"

He shouted loudly and threw the long halberd in his hand down violently.

Since the start of the fight, Chen Moxuan had always been unarmed, clearly excelling in the path of close-quarters combat with fists and kicks.

Now, only by defeating the opponent head-on could the burning Battle Intent in Xiang Tian's heart be extinguished.

The moment the long halberd crashed into the ground, kicking up waves of snow, it was like the starting gun signaling the beginning of a race.

The next moment, Xiang Tian's figure had already appeared in front of Chen Moxuan, the fierce fist wind carrying the Overlord phantoms whistling toward him.

The two phantoms radiating robust Auras moved exactly the same as the main body, the three fists perfectly overlapping, wrapped in crimson-tinged black lightning.

Chen Moxuan quickly threw a punch to meet it, and although the golden phantom behind him followed in time, it failed to form a perfect combination attack with the main body due to a slight lag in speed.

The moment the two fists collided, crimson and golden light exploded.

A line of blood suddenly burst from the surface of Chen Moxuan's fist, and under the impact force, he retreated several steps in the Void Realm.

Watching the opponent's slightly staggering figure, Xiang Tian's heart sank suddenly.

Based on the perception of force from their previous exchanges, the strength he possessed now under the blessing of the Perfection-level secret art was definitely not something Chen Moxuan could withstand like this.

Even if Chen Moxuan also used [Overlords Heavy Body], that kind of semi-finished product only had very limited strength enhancement.

It could only mean that the opponent had not been using his full strength before.

"You were indeed holding back before!"

"But I wonder now, how much remaining strength do you still have?!"

Before the words faded, his figure had already rushed out like an arrow released from a bow, with the Overlord phantoms following closely behind, chasing after him again.

Xiang Tian's arms turned into afterimages, and fist shadows smashed down like meteors falling to the ground, covering the sky and earth.

The two Overlord phantoms behind him moved exactly the same as the main body, sometimes overlapping with Xiang Tian's figure to erupt with stacked heavy blows capable of splitting mountains and shattering stones, and sometimes launching surprise attacks from tricky angles, making it impossible to defend against.

The triple offensive wove into an airtight killing net, and even though Chen Moxuan drove [All-Things Calculation] with his Spiritual Sense to deduce the battle situation, he was struggling to cope under this storm-like offensive.

In the fierce battle, seizing a flaw in Chen Moxuan, a crimson fist shadow suddenly tore through the defensive line, scattering the golden phantom behind Chen Moxuan.

Chen Moxuan had no time to think, and in his haste, he crossed his arms to block, attempting to withstand Xiang Tian's full-power three-in-one heavy punch.

The crisp sound of bones shattering mixed with the sound of air explosions, and Chen Moxuan's figure retreated violently.

When he steadied his figure, Chen Moxuan's arms hung down powerlessly, the wrist bones and elbows twisted at strange angles.

Xiang Tian stared at this scene, knowing that the outcome had been decided at this moment.

A Martial Artist in the Tiangang Realm who cultivated the path of fists and kicks would have his combat power greatly reduced once he lost the use of his arms.

At this moment, as long as he launched another offensive, unless Chen Moxuan could quickly recover from his injuries, there was no possibility of him lasting even half a second under his fierce offensive.

But a Martial Artist of the Tiangang Realm was not an alien race; there was no such ability to instantly recover from such severe injuries.

Without a doubt, it was Xiang Tian's victory.