13. Cloud Hands Transform into Qi
After speaking, Yao Yuqian's round body gradually rose above the cauldron, his hands forming a hand seal in front of him, and he muttered incantations.
Tang Xi patted her chest and said, "That scared me to death! I thought it was an instant spell, but it turns out you have to chant an incantation."
Zhang Benyi had just escaped death from the administration building, and now he had run into Tang Xi, a mission master who only knew how to run away, and someone who was standing there dumbfounded, clutching an egg and collapsing, "Seriously, we're going to die!"
Tang Xi waved to Zhang Benyi with her back to him, and casually tossed him a wad of yellow paper. "Let's go first."
"You...you have a way? Be careful, her magic weapon is the Wu Ding. The fatter she is, the stronger her magic weapon becomes! It can store many attacks!"
Zhang Benyi took the yellow talisman and unfolded it, immediately activating the teleportation array. "Also, you must call me teacher!"
"Don't even think about running!"
Yao Yuqian stopped his incantation, swiftly swung his arm, and hurled something fiercely towards Zhang Benyi's direction.
The poisoned shuttle pierced Zhang Benyi's palm with pinpoint accuracy. Zhang Benyi screamed in pain, and the blood-stained talisman fell to the ground. "Do you have a grudge against me?"
Yao Yuqian ignored him and started making hand seals again.
She hadn't paid much attention to Zhang Benyi, but she happened to see two idiots running out with something conspicuous on their backs, so she decided to test the strength of the Wuqu Sword Qi on the two unlucky guys.
However, when his gaze fell upon the enormous monster egg, which was as tall as a person, Yao Yuqian changed his mind.
Demon Egg.
If I remember correctly, that was Lang Yuehua's task.
— Destroy.
If Lang Yuehua fails the mission again, she will lose her eligibility for promotion.
"We're classmates, is it really necessary to be so harsh?"
Tang Xi stood silently in front of Zhang Benyi, asking, "What's your purpose? Immortal coins? Elixirs? Magical artifacts?"
Yao Yuqian chuckled lightly, "I can hit whoever I want. You guys are flying around carrying such huge monster eggs, aren't you just trying to be sitting ducks?"
Monster egg?
Tang Xi was slightly startled, as if she sensed something, and glanced back at the still egg.
—Really?
Despite the pain, Zhang Benyi took out a pill from his storage ring and pressed it under his tongue.
The poison took effect very quickly; the numbness spread rapidly from the wound to half of his body, even numbing his tongue, making his speech somewhat slurred. "Yao Yuqian, how could you be an evil spirit master? Didn't you drop out of school and return to the human world?"
"The human world?"
A hint of melancholy flashed in Yao Yuqian's eyes. The hatred and madness on his face faded, and he suddenly calmed down a bit. "Zhang Benyi, I'm asking you, in all these years you've been in the secret realm, have you ever gone back?"
Zhang Benyi was stunned for a moment, "I've never been selected before... I'm not supposed to be chosen in the lottery."
"Oh, right, you're a good student who follows the rules, even for something as small as going home."
Yao Yuqian rolled his eyes, not wanting to say anything more. He tapped his chin with his index finger and glanced at him contemptuously. "I hate good students who blindly follow their teachers. I have nothing to say to you. Get up!"
At a command, the black cauldron floating in the air hummed, its mouth pointing directly at Tangxi and the two who seemed completely unprepared.
"Ahhh, what do we do!" Zhang Benyi cried, clutching the monster egg. "Tang Xihe, fly quickly!"
“She said this pot contains the sword energy that accompanied Beichen,” Tang Xihe pointed to the person in mid-air making hand seals and muttering to himself, “I want to try it.”
"Try it on, you little devil!"
As they spoke, the cauldron trembled violently, and its mouth shone brightly. The immense sword energy that had been absorbed not long ago, mixed with the chilling and murderous power of the Martial Song Divine Might, was compressed into an extremely unstable, wildly spinning silver-white sphere of light.
It’s over!
Holding the monster egg, Zhang Benyi felt his heart pound as he watched the ball of light about to burst from the cauldron. The last thought that filled his mind was how regrettable it was that he hadn't been able to complete the task assigned by Teacher Qin.
The ball of light, accompanied by a piercing shriek that seemed to tear through the air, burst forth and attacked, heading straight for Tang Xihe. In the blink of an eye, the dissipating sword energy carved deep ravines in its wake.
However, faced with this ferocious blow that could split mountains and shatter rocks, Tang Xihe showed no panic whatsoever. He didn't even take a step back. Instead, he quickly raised his hand, and a faint glimmer, like a deep, still stream, flashed in his usually gentle and even somewhat lazy dead fish eyes.
Just as the sword energy orb was about to reach him, he raised his hands to meet the trajectory of the incoming orb.
Compared to the rapidly approaching ball of light, Tang Xihe's movements were slow, so slow that it seemed as if time and air around him had become viscous. Yet, he completed his movements at just the right moment, neither dodging nor avoiding, but instead taking a half step forward, sinking his shoulders and lowering his dantian, and stretching out his arms to draw a smooth and perfect arc.
"Cloud Hands".
His right hand made contact with the violent sphere of sword energy first, followed by his left hand.
Instead of a sharp, resounding impact, a strange, muffled sound, like a thick quilt being slowly torn apart, was emitted. The sword energy, powerful enough to shatter gold and jade, crashed into the "circle" drawn in his palm, like a raging beast plunging into an endless stream. The unstoppable force was layered, absorbed, and guided away.
Tang Xihe's body sank slightly, and fine cracks quietly appeared on the ground beneath his feet. His expression remained unchanged, but in reality, he was exerting himself to the utmost, and his palms were bearing terrifying force.
【catch】
He moved slightly, yet it seemed as if he hadn't moved at all. The movement was extremely subtle, yet there was indeed a subtle change. His wrists, forearms, and even his entire body seemed to transform into flowing water, both gentle and inexhaustible. The two contradictory spiritual energies collided, and the surging spiritual energy ball of sword energy seemed to have a tendency to disperse outwards, but at the same time it was "stuck" even more firmly by his hands, and the violent rotation was forced to slow down.
Zhang Benyi's eyes widened slightly. He was closest, so he could see most clearly.
What the heck is this?
【change】
Immediately afterwards, Tang Xi shifted his center of gravity slightly, held the ball with both hands, and turned his waist. The sword energy, which had been temporarily tamed, drew a soft arc with his movement.
It's unclear what Tang Xihe did, but by twisting the direction, the destructive power contained in the light sphere was quickly dissolved by Tang Xihe. The straight forward charge direction was transformed into a vortex swirling around Tang Xihe. The "eye of the storm" centered on Tang Xihe was extremely still, and surrounding Tang Xihe were the scattered and chaotic Martial Star Sword Qi.
As he was nearly killed by the sword energy orb, it seemed to stimulate Zhang Benyi's vision to its limit. In less than an instant, his vision captured Tang Xi and every tiny movement.
In fact, the speed at which the light sphere was thrown was very fast, even faster than the machine gun of Wei Xue, the "talisman genius" of the freshman comprehensive test. Unfortunately, the light bursting from the sword sphere was too dazzling. Zhang Benyi was blinded and did not see Tang Xi and the entire movement of dissolving the sword energy. He couldn't help but blink, and the situation had already been reversed.
【hair】
The ball of light, spun around by Tang Xihe, had been drawn to her side. Its momentum had dissipated, and most of the sword energy it contained had dissipated, now within Tang Xihe's tolerance. Tang Xihe's eyes narrowed slightly, and the spiritual power she had been holding back suddenly burst forth from her palms. Her hands, seemingly gently circling the "ball of light," extended forward, and the remaining sword energy, carried by another surge of spiritual power, shot towards her—
"Here you go."
All the movements happened in the blink of an eye. Yao Yuqian was still grinning smugly, his teeth still clenched, but his eyes had already begun to show fear.
The silvery-white sword energy sphere rolled back at an even faster speed than it had come!
The ecstasy on Yao Yuqian's face hadn't faded before it was instantly replaced by shock and disbelief. She didn't have time to react at all; she hadn't even touched the teleportation talisman, and the incantation she was about to utter was only half a syllable.
"Bang!"
The dark cauldron let out a mournful cry, shattering along its purplish-black veins with a deafening roar.
The backlash from Yao Yuqian was like being struck head-on by an invisible giant hammer. His round body was visibly deformed and dented, and he spat out blood mixed with fragments of internal organs. His body flew backward and crashed heavily against the wall in the distance before sliding down softly.
Tang Xi was shocked and felt guilty. She looked at Zhang Benyi, somewhat at a loss, and asked, "Are the members of your student council physically weaker?"
Holding the egg, Zhang Benyi muttered unfocusedly, "Is this something a human can withstand? No, you didn't hit anyone, did you?"
Some men in black were drawn by the sound of the Wu Ding exploding, and many of them flew toward Tangxi and his location, but dared not get close.
He was her accomplice.
They seemed to be in shock, looking at each other in bewilderment. Perhaps intimidated by the scene before them, no one dared to step forward and cause trouble.
Zhang Benyi suddenly shook his head, waking from the silent stillness. The sword energy sphere that had almost killed him seemed like an illusion. Deep imprints remained on the ground, the arcs etched by the dissipated sword energy waves caused by the dissipation of force.
"This...this is Tai Chi?"
Zhang Benyi found his voice, "This is different from the old punch you just delivered from the sky. Where did you learn it?"
“Yes, Tai Chi is very ruthless in actual combat,” Tang Xi said, her back to him, motionless.
Zhang Benyi noticed something was wrong with her. "What's wrong?"
Tang Xihe's figure swayed slightly. "Zhang Benyi, help me up."
Zhang Benyi hurriedly hoisted the monster egg onto his back and laboriously reached Tang Xi's side, asking, "Are you coming or not?"
Tang Xi's face was full of embarrassment. "Do you still have any teleportation scrolls?"
As soon as Zhang Benyi touched the storage ring, his vision went black.
"Cough, cough..."
Yao Yuqian, lying beneath the rubble, coughed violently several times, blood spilling from his mouth. "You bitch! Help me up!"
The subordinate then stepped forward shakily, "Boss, Moon Wolf ordered the third and fourth teams to retreat, what about us?"
"What retreat! Our first and second teams will continue the assault!"
Yao Yuqian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, glared, and roared, "Whoever pays your monthly salary, you listen to them! Do I have to teach you this kind of thing? If Yuelang told you to die, would you die?"
"Yes, yes..."
Upon receiving the order, the men in black all turned towards Tangxi and the surrounding area.
Tangxi's throat tightened, and she asked softly, "How are you?"
"Half of your body is paralyzed, but you still have an antidote." Zhang Benyi's glasses, already shattered by the aftershocks of the sword energy, simply put them away and took out a new pair from his storage ring. "Do you think I, alone, have any chance of winning, commanding you alone?"
"Are you even human? You're treating me like a thousand troops?"
Despite complaining, Tang Xihe struck a pose, bending her knees slightly and making a fist with her right hand. A pale blue spiritual energy shone from her palm, gradually gathering in her hand to form the shape of a sword.
Zhang Benyi's eyes widened: "Condensing Qi into a sword!"
Zhang Benyi had compiled the final grades. This was a course in the Martial Arts Department, and he thought that only those brutes in the school would use Qi Condensation to create swords.
Where did Tangxi learn this? Was it a general education course?
Zhang Benyi had no time to think further. In short, he could hold out for a while, waiting for reinforcements. "Tangxi and..."
"If you're tired, step down. Don't try to steal my kills." A clear, cold voice rang out from high above.
Zhang Benyi and Tang Xi were both startled by the light, airy voice and instantly bristled. The voice was all too familiar; it was that guy again, always appearing silently.
A dark shadow descended like a light feather, its wide robes billowing in the breeze. Gui Fang Wu Di landed in front of Tang Xi, saying, "Look at the monster egg."
Tang Xi obediently retreated slowly to Zhang Benyi's side, took out her storage ring, and stuffed the pill into Zhang Benyi's mouth.
This tall, slender figure was renowned at the University of Magic, no less so than Bei Chen. Yao Yuqian recognized him, and his expression changed slightly.
"Ghost side?"
Gui Fang Wu Di remained silent, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and flew away, simultaneously opening his arms to reveal a pair of chilling white claws beneath his black robe.
Wow, so fast!
The men in black were shocked and immediately split up, one group protecting Yao Yuqian while the other group brandished their weapons and charged at Gui Fang.
However, before they could launch an attack, Gui Fang passed through them like a gust of wind, circled around, and at the same time, his ten fingers were slightly spread, his movements as elegant as if he were playing a zither in mid-air.
Light and shadow intertwined, and the fine threads on the skull's fingertips reflected a kaleidoscope of colors. There was no earth-shattering noise during this exchange, and it seemed the Ghost Fang hadn't done anything, yet the men in black all stopped moving.
call--
The silk threads swept past like a spring breeze brushing willows, and in the next second, the heads of the men in black fell to the ground one by one, spurting blood from the bowl-sized scars.
"Carrying a tortoise shell around all day is really an eyesore."
Gui Fang Wu Di was like a cruel demon born from blood, yet also like a light, fluttering butterfly. He raised his hand to gather the silk threads, turned around, and after seeing who he had saved, let out a soft exclamation.
"Oh, it's you guys? Sorry, Lao Zhang, I mistook you for that old bastard. Tang Xihe, what are you doing with him?"
Zhang Benyi chuckled twice. He and Gui Fang worked together as Qin Xiuluo's assistants, so he naturally knew who the "old bastard" Gui Fang was talking about was.
As soon as Gui Fang finished speaking, a powerful sword intent approached from afar, and Bei Chen's accomplice retorted instantly, "Who's like you? Always hiding behind a tattered black cloth, you shut-in."
As soon as Bei Chen landed, he turned to Tang Xi and the other two apologetically, "I fell into their trap by accident."
"Zhang Benyi has been poisoned." Tang Xihe stared intently at Yao Yuqian. "Be careful, she seems to have a lot of tricks up her sleeve."
Gui Fang Wu Di then looked at Yao Yuqian, revealing his skull claws, "Aren't you leaving yet? If your throat is slit, you won't be able to watch the 15-second ad to revive."
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