63: Top comprehension, only 800,000 pounds?
Jiang Chen's words startled the only remaining man.
“That’s right.”
“Why hasn't the Sect Master appeared for so long?”
“We clearly came together.”
“Our Senior Brothers and Junior Sisters were all killed, yet the Sect Master never made a move. What exactly is going on?”
Following his gaze, he looked up at the cliff face.
Sure enough.
An old man wearing a black iron vest leaped down from above.
With a loud thud.
As he landed, he kicked up a good amount of dust.
“Hehe, you can’t say that.”
“My Ba Shan Sect doesn't keep idlers. Only those who can survive are worth cultivating.”
Yan Yue chuckled.
Feeling a slight itch on his back, he used the iron pipe in his hand to scratch it.
“Young man, your talent is good. Are you willing to join my Ba Shan Sect?”
Yan Yue looked at Jiang Chen with a smile, not revealing any killing intent.
Instead, he invited Jiang Chen.
“Your talent is excellent, but mastering Body Tempering Qi is the key for a Body Cultivator.”
“Although my Ba Shan Sect’s Body Tempering method is not top-tier in the Great Lan Dynasty, as long as you Cultivate it to the Peak, you will certainly stand at the pinnacle of the Great Lan Dynasty.”
Yan Yue said, his tone filled with strong confidence.
“Sect… Sect Master?”
“He killed Junior Sister Xiaodie!”
The man's eyes widened, looking at his Sect Master in disbelief.
Yan Yue's eyes flashed with a glint of light upon hearing this.
Immediately, he swung the pipe in his hand, striking the man instantly.
Bang!
The man was directly sent flying, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.
He couldn't imagine that the Sect Master he revered would try to kill him.
Suddenly, the man recalled what the Sect Master had said earlier.
He wanted to silence everyone in Wu Mao Mountain.
Only then would the news not leak out.
If people knew that the Ba Shan Sect's Sect Master had done such a thing, then there would be no place for him in the entire Great Lan Dynasty, not to mention his reputation would be ruined, and he would certainly be pursued by the Great Lan Dynasty.
Only dead men can keep secrets.
Also.
The Sect Master had no intention of sharing the Body Tempering Qi in that Immortal Cave with them.
Swoosh!
The moment Yan Yue made his move, Jiang Chen also moved.
Clearly, Yan Yue's strength was far superior to these people. Although Yan Yue looked sixty or seventy years old, the Qi and blood flowing around his body were very vigorous.
Evidently, his Physical Body cultivation had already entered the Peak Xiantian Realm!
He possessed at least three hundred thousand catties of immense strength.
Coupled with the Body Tempering Qi he controlled, the stacking effects of his Martial Skills, and his rich combat experience.
Jiang Chen also needed to deal with him carefully.
Strike first to gain the upper hand.
Through the previous battles, Jiang Chen found that Body Cultivators, who were difficult for ordinary people to deal with, were actually easier for him to fight.
After all, the opponent's speed, reaction, and strength.
Were all inferior to his own.
If it were Spiritual Qi cultivation, then Jiang Chen would have to consider it carefully, as these Spiritual Qi with different attributes, sometimes combined with Martial Skills, could unleash extremely impressive power.
Since the opponent posed a threat, he would eliminate this threat first.
“Swoosh!”
Jiang Chen stepped with the Teng Snake Step.
The two were only ten zhang apart. As Jiang Chen moved, his figure was like a nimble snake leaving its hole, closing in on Yan Yue in the blink of an eye.
Yan Yue felt Jiang Chen make a move.
Immediately, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
“You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit.”
“I, this Venerable, considered your extraordinary talent and intended to Cultivate you.”
“Since you are determined to die, then I, this Venerable, will grant your wish!”
Yan Yue roared.
When dealing with Jiang Chen, he did not use the pipe in his hand.
Instead, he raised his hand and punched out, and immediately, Body Tempering Qi erupted with Yan Yue's fist, simultaneously driving the Qi and blood around Yan Yue's body, instantly exploding like a whirlwind.
Seeing this, Jiang Chen shifted his steps onto the mountain wall, dodging the opponent's attack.
Bang!
The thick mountain wall was blasted with a large hole by Yan Yue's punch, and there were also circles of fine lines, resembling those polished by strong winds.
Jiang Chen glanced at it.
He understood something in his heart: the opponent used his Physical Body to carry Body Tempering Qi, and when performing Martial Skills, he used this Body Tempering Qi to enhance his strength, drawing Qi and blood to form an attack.
This was the wondrous use of Body Tempering Qi.
Although the Martial Dao Saint Body granted Jiang Chen extremely high Comprehension Ability, some deduction processes required the consumption of Mental Energy.
Therefore, the stronger the Mental Energy, the faster the deduction speed.
Now Jiang Chen possessed the Divine Soul of a single cauldron's strength.
This allowed Jiang Chen to analyze and deduce his opponent's moves even during combat.
“Dodge?”
“Although your footwork is exquisite.”
“Can it be faster than my fist technique?”
“Especially in such a narrow environment!”
Yan Yue sneered.
He continuously unleashed his Martial Skill, Wind Fissure Fist!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
After three punches, Yan Yue's moves caught up to Jiang Chen's figure.
Yan Yue suddenly exerted force, and this Wind Fissure Fist attack was thirty percent stronger than before.
A gust of strong wind enveloped Jiang Chen.
Directly covering Jiang Chen.
The surrounding whirlwind continuously launched attacks formed by Body Tempering Qi, striking Jiang Chen's body.
Jiang Chen let out a low shout, mobilizing all his strength for defense.
His feet stood on the ground, but he was constantly pushed back, and finally, his feet dragged out two long marks on the ground.
“Not bad, although the power covers a wide range, each strike's force is only about two hundred thousand catties of strength.”
Jiang Chen's Physical Body had increased ten thousandfold.
Equivalent to breaking the limit nine times, he had already reached a state of an immaculate Physical Body.
Besides strength, the defensive effect was even stronger.
Even some weak points were far more formidable than an ordinary person's.
Even a relatively dense barrage of attacks landing on Jiang Chen did not cause him much harm.
The surrounding strong winds dispersed.
“Oh?”
Yan Yue looked at Jiang Chen, who had withstood his Wind Fissure Fist, and only two strands of his hair had fallen out. His face immediately showed a hint of shock.
“What?”
“No, you deliberately took this punch from me!”
Yan Yue suddenly realized.
Jiang Chen maintained a defensive posture with his arms crossed in front.
Now that the attack had dispersed, his gaze was fixed on Yan Yue.
In an instant, Yan Yue felt a bad premonition in his heart.
“This move, it should be like this, right?”
Jiang Chen stomped his foot fiercely.
As his right fist gathered power, the Qi and blood around his body boiled like hot water.
When the Qi and blood were wildly agitated, the Body Tempering Qi between heaven and earth also surged forth.
A whirlwind formed by the convergence of Body Tempering Qi and his own Qi and blood.
Condensed above his fist.
“Wh-what!”
Yan Yue saw Jiang Chen's movements.
In this instant, he was greatly shocked.
This Wind Fissure Fist was a Martial Skill of his Ba Shan Sect, not even recorded in the Great Lan Dynasty, and only Ba Shan Sect Disciples could Cultivate it.
Although it was only a Medium Grade Profound Rank Martial Skill.
The difficulty of Cultivation was not low; even a one-in-ten-thousand Martial Dao Prodigy would need several months to get started.
And Jiang Chen.
Just in these few exchanges with him.
He had actually performed the Wind Fissure Fist with such high proficiency.
“Bang!”
Yan Yue was enveloped by Jiang Chen's fist wind.
But because of the relatively long distance and the somewhat dispersed power, he was not killed by a single punch.
However, Yan Yue's figure was forced back several zhang.
His hair was blown disheveled.
Most noticeably, the black iron vest on his chest was already covered with deep marks, as if slashed by a blade.
Yan Yue protected his head with his arms.
At this moment, his arms were also covered with blade marks, but Yan Yue quickly mobilized Body Tempering Qi to heal his injuries.
“Cough cough…”
“What a pity, with your talent, if you were given two more years to grow.”
“This old man might not have been able to subdue you.”
Yan Yue said slowly, then pulled out a pin from his vest, and the entire vest fell apart with a clang, turning into a pile of iron pieces on the ground, surprisingly still a mortise and tenon structure.
“This old man has practiced martial arts for so many years.”
“I'm just one last breath away from stepping into the Spiritual Martial Realm.”
“Whoever blocks me, I will kill them.”
Yan Yue said, while also stepping forward, walking towards Jiang Chen.
His Aura grew stronger little by little, and countless Body Tempering Qi were released, coiling around his body.
“My Ba Shan ancestral Body Refining method allows my Physical Body cultivation to reach four hundred thousand catties.”
“Coupled with Body Tempering strength, my power can reach eight hundred thousand catties.”
“What will you use to block me!”
After Yan Yue finished speaking, the calmly surging Aura around him rapidly transformed into a monstrous wave, rushing towards Jiang Chen at this moment.
But Jiang Chen seemed to have heard something incredible.
“Oh? You Cultivate so hard, adding this and that.”
“Only eight hundred thousand catties?”
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