451: Chapter 95 Battle against Ding Shian

Seeing two hands emerge from the ground beneath his feet, Meng Li lifted his leg and took a step; he instantly vanished from the spot and reappeared several meters away.

Almost simultaneously, a bolt of blue-white lightning suddenly appeared and struck straight down.

Lightning Divine Movement!

Instantly, a pit was blasted into the ground. Ding Shanan revealed himself, yet he was uninjured because his entire body was covered in a layer of light film.

Evasion Light!

This technique, like the Golden Light Mantra, was a Daoist protective Spell. It wasn't as versatile as the Golden Light Mantra, focusing more on protection and survival.

After revealing himself, Ding Shanan retracted the Evasion Light and pressed his palms together like blades, gathering Qi to slash down at Meng Li from a distance.

Air-Splitting Palm!

This palm technique was considered a common, low-tier skill in The Realm of Extraordinary People.

But when Ding Shanan struck with this palm, its power was extremely startling. The mere wind from the palm pressed the flowers and grass along its path flat against the ground, unable to spring back. The palm force formed by the gathered Qi was as sharp as a blade, giving off an oppressive feeling as if it could truly split space apart.

Feeling the oppressive pressure coming from afar, Feng Zheng Hao's eyes behind his lenses were filled with solemnity.

His intuition told him that this palm strike could not be taken head-on, because he wouldn't be able to withstand it.

If he forced himself to take it, he would inevitably be injured.

This made Feng Zheng Hao unable to help but sigh with emotion.

A common Air-Splitting Palm could actually exert such terrifying power.

Ding Shanan truly lived up to being one of the two magnates!

Afterward, Feng Zheng Hao began to secretly mobilize the power within his body, preparing to intervene in the battle and rescue Meng Li if things looked bad.

Beside him, Lu Jin had already begun to circulate his Qi to draw talismans, having similar thoughts to Feng Zheng Hao.

Xu Si shared the same idea.

Xiao Zizai adjusted his glasses, a faint red light flickering in his eyes.

Ding Shanan's strength made him excited.

Wang Zhenqiu's eyes also shone with an extraordinary light; in his heart, he cheered that this trip had not been in vain!

Feng Sha Yan and Feng Xingtong's thoughts were very much in sync.

Is this the strength of the two magnates?

Strong, too strong!

Brother Meng/Meng Li is in danger!

Zhang Chulan unconsciously clenched his fists, imagining what he would do facing this palm strike, only to find he'd be helpless. He couldn't withstand this palm, and even dodging was a problem because the pressure was too strong—so strong he felt he couldn't Move.

Subconsciously, he glanced at Feng Baobao and found her looking calm. He couldn't help but ask, "Sister Baoer, can you take this palm strike?"

Feng Baobao shook her head. "This palm is fierce as hell. I'm not sure if I can take it, but I can run."

"How about it? Am I smart as hell?"

Zhang Chulan's expression stiffened, and he gave an unnatural smile before asking, "Then do you think Brother Meng can withstand it?"

Feng Baobao said, "Dunno, but he can definitely dodge it."

On the other side, Xia He clenched her palms, her eyes showing worry. Catching a glimpse of Chen Duo's indifferent face, she couldn't help but wonder, "How are you not worried about him at all?"

Chen Duo said faintly, "This can't hurt him, so why worry?"

Xia He: "??"

At that moment, Meng Li reacted to Ding Shanan's Air-Splitting Palm.

He didn't dodge, but instead struck back with an Air-Splitting Palm of his own.

However, this Air-Splitting Palm came from Peach Blossom Island.

In a flash, the two Air-Splitting Palm forces collided in mid-air, erupting with a sound like muffled thunder. The power contained within exploded, bursting into a terrifying wave of air like a strong wind that swept in all directions, uprooting the surrounding flowers and grass.

Subsequently, the aftershocks rushed toward the spectating Zhang Chulan, Feng Sha Yan, and the others.

Feng Zheng Hao and Lu Jin were surprised at first, then simultaneously stepped forward to block the front.

Then, one circulated Qi to draw a talisman while the other summoned an indistinct spirit body, acting together to block the aftershocks.

Once the aftershocks dissipated, they hurriedly looked toward Ding Shanan and Meng Li, only to see the two already competing in physical techniques.

The two sides went back and forth, their movements extremely fast.

Even with the eyesight of Lu Jin and Feng Zheng Hao, they had to concentrate fully to see the details clearly.

Xia He, Xu Si, Xiao Zizai, and Wang Zhenqiu were all somewhat unable to keep up.

Feng Sha Yan, Feng Xingtong, Zhang Chulan, and the others could only see two streaks of light—one gray-blue and one silver-white—constantly shifting and clashing. They couldn't see how they were fighting at all.

After a good while, Ding Shanan and Meng Li finally stopped and pulled apart.

"What kind of grappling method are you using?"

Ding Shanan asked with burning eyes while panting for breath.

He had studied the Hundred Schools of Thought Arts and was especially skilled in physical techniques. He was proficient in fist, palm, finger, claw, and leg techniques. He wouldn't dare say his skills were number one, but they were top-tier.

Even someone like Na Ruhu was slightly inferior to him in physical techniques and could only rely on a hardened physique to even the odds.

But just now, while competing in physical techniques with Meng Li, he actually felt a long-lost sense of pressure.

No matter what Move he used, Meng Li handled it with ease and could even counter it.

What surprised Ding Shanan most was that during this process, Meng Li didn't use the Hundred Schools of Thought Arts like he did, but instead used only one set of Martial Arts. This technique had many variations, but with his eyesight, it was easy to see they came from the same origin; all changes remained true to the source.

A single set of Martial Arts could actually deal with the Hundred Schools of Thought Arts; this sparked immense curiosity in Ding Shanan.

Meng Li, neither flushed nor out of breath, replied faintly, "Tianshan Broken Plum Hand."

Hearing this answer, Ding Shanan was stunned.

Tianshan Broken Plum Hand?

This name sounds a bit familiar.

In the viewing area, Zhang Chulan said in surprise, "Isn't that a martial art from a Wuxia novel?"

Xiao Zizai took over the conversation. "That's right, a martial art of the Xiaoyao Sect from the Wuxia novel 'demi-gods and semi-devils'. If I remember correctly, this technique is said to be all-encompassing. It can incorporate all sorts of Moves into it; the more Moves that are fused, the stronger the power."

"Brother Xiao, you read Wuxia novels too?" Zhang Chulan was a bit surprised.

Xiao Zizai adjusted his glasses. "I read some in the past."

Wang Zhenqiu smiled and said, "Brother Xiao knows Shaolin Monastery Martial Arts, and Shaolin is a titan of the Martial Forest in many Wuxia novels."

"Isn't it normal for him to read Wuxia novels?"

"True." Zhang Chulan smiled, then asked in confusion, "But isn't the Xiaoyao Sect fictional?"

"Now that Tianshan Broken Plum Hand has appeared, could it be that this School really exists?"

Saying this, he looked at Xu Si.

"Not sure," Xu Si replied, then looked toward Lu Jin and Feng Zheng Hao. "Old Lu, President Feng, have you two heard of it?"

Feng Zheng Hao shook his head. "No."

Lu Jin also shook his head. "Never heard of it. We'll know once we ask them after they finish fighting."

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Li and Ding Shanan stopped and separated again.

Ding Shanan was panting heavily.

Meng Li was calm and composed.

Seeing this, Ding Shanan inwardly called him a monster, while having already concluded that he would lose to Meng Li.

However, there wasn't the slightest bit of fear, dejection, resentment, or jealousy in his heart. Instead, he felt a surge of joy, excitement, and thrill.

Because if Meng Li was stronger than him, then besides Zhang Zhiwei, he had another goal to chase after.

For a Martial Arts fanatic with a pure mindset like Ding Shanan, he wasn't afraid of an opponent being stronger than him; he was only afraid of having no opponent. No opponent meant he had reached the end of his path to becoming stronger, or rather, the road ahead was cut off.

That was something he found hard to accept!

"Let's decide the winner in one Move," Ding Shanan proposed after adjusting his state.

"As you wish."

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