When Jiang Yuan broke through from the seventh to the eighth rank of the Divine Battle, the cooldown was cleared. He was worried about his bloodline separating, so he directly activated the eighth-rank Divine Battle to keep himself in a state of high excitement.
An eighth-tier divine battle with an additional 640 points of divine energy is an extremely terrifying figure. This is far more abundant in energy than the combined energy of a three-elemental spirit awakener. In an instant, this burst of energy caused Wei Ting, who had just re-engaged with Jiang Yuan, to suffer.
"The power of the Five Elements!"
The Five Elements Force, which resonates with the Five Elements Bloodline within the true essence of the fist technique, was unleashed. The fist, imbued with 640 points of divine energy and enhanced with double the attack power of Shadow Slaughter, clashed heavily with Wei Ting's fist.
Crack! Wei Ting's face instantly turned liver-colored; his right arm bone was broken—yes, Jiang Yuan had snapped it!
Although the strength-based system is also known for its physical prowess, it is far inferior to Jiang Yuan, who has tempered his body and opened the ninth level of ancient martial arts.
"Damn it, you bastard, you're targeting me!" Wei Ting cursed loudly. This guy had been fighting the two members of the Ji family for so long and they were evenly matched, but as soon as he made a move, he was bound to be unlucky. Isn't this targeting me?
Jiang Yuan felt his breathing become rapid. The pull of the Five Elements Bloodline on his divine energy was very strong and had begun to affect his strength. Therefore, he had to defeat these three people within this minute.
He originally intended to deal with Ji Zhe, who was a psionicist, but Wei Ting's profanity was too offensive. "You're right, today I'll target you!"
Another attack from the Five Elements Force struck, this time landing a fist on Wei Ting's face, causing his lips to crook and teeth to fly off.
Jiang Yuan, not one to back down, unleashed a barrage of Tai Chi techniques, revealing the true essence of boxing.
The six-harmony posture of inner and outer three harmonies, the seven-star posture of the head, shoulders, elbows, wrists, hips, knees and ankles, followed by the eight-trigram posture of Kan, Li, Zhen, Dui, Qian, Kun, Gen and Xun, then the nine-palace posture of the nine acupoints of the human body, and finally the eighteen-ball posture.
Jiang Yuan had a firm grasp on every bit of force in the Tai Chi manual, and every punch he threw gave him an explosive sense of pleasure, a feeling that he could never experience in ordinary combat.
Of course, all this pleasure comes at the cost of Wei Ting's suffering.
At this moment, Wei Ting could only describe his suffering as unbearable. He deeply felt the frustration of being the only one targeted in a group fight, and he had become a negative example.
"Quickly, save them!"
Ji Shuo panicked when he saw that Wei Ting was barely breathing. However, before he could finish speaking, Wei Ting, who had 537 points of strength, was knocked unconscious.
Jiang Yuan's fists were a bloody mess, but the Divine Wood Canon and his self-healing potential made any injury seem insignificant.
"Hang it up!" Jiang Yuan kicked Wei Ting in front of Liu Zhaodi.
Looking at Jiang Yuan at this moment, Liu Zhaodi felt as if she had returned to the night she first met him. He was just as mysterious and domineering as ever. He was like a king conquering all his enemies.
"If you have time to daydream, you can choose to help me!" Jiang Yuan's eyes were sharp, and as he gradually entered a state of high alert, he possessed fighting spirit but did not show any killing intent.
"Oh!" Liu Zhaodi, coming back to her senses, didn't dare to look up at Jiang Yuan, afraid that her little secret would be discovered.
"Who exactly are you?" Ji Zhe couldn't see through the person in front of him at all. He had fought many people in Nancheng, but there were very few who could suppress several ninth-level opponents.
Jiang Yuan didn't speak. In the last ten seconds of the divine battle, he unleashed a charged energy blast. The energy blast, containing nearly nine hundred points of divine energy, violently tore through the spiritual energy defense set up by Ji Zhe and then bombarded it in a wave of energy.
"Not dead!" Jiang Yuan grinned wickedly. "Luckily!"
The battle of gods has ended, but Jiang Yuan has opened the shackles of blood and flesh to their maximum extent. He intends to use ancient martial arts to defeat Ji Shuo, who is also an ancient martial artist.
At the same time, he must break through the third shackle!
On the night of the Bronze Gate, he had already touched the third shackle. Now, with just one help, he could unlock the Bone Shackles and complete the ultimate sublimation of the next three levels.
The Ninefold Shackles are known as the Nine Heavens of the Physical Body, while flesh, blood, and bones are the lower three levels of the mortal body. If all of them are unlocked, it means reaching the limit of the mortal body. This realm is the lifelong goal of all ancient martial artists, and Jiang Yuan is no exception.
Meanwhile, Liu Zhaodi had already made her move against Shen Qian.
Shen Qian had previously said that Liu Zhaodi was not as good as her, but when they actually fought, she was proven wrong, as Shen Qian had no chance to fight back.
Even though Shen Qian had offended Liu Zhaodi before, Liu Zhaodi didn't retaliate too much; she just beat her up and tied her up with vines.
After doing all this, she sat quietly not far from Jiang Yuan, ready to watch him fight, looking every bit like a pampered wife at home.
"You withdrew your energy?" Ji Shuo looked at Jiang Yuan in surprise. He could sense that the other party's power was rapidly decreasing, and that he was also intentionally or unintentionally emptying his spiritual energy.
"I don't think I need to use anything else to deal with you!" Jiang Yuan was very arrogant, but this arrogance was based on his battle record.
Ji Shuo's expression turned cold, but he did not refute, only saying, "You are strong, but you don't need to insult me like this!"
"No, I'm not insulting you!" Jiang Yuan raised his hand, and both the Divine Battle and Shadow Slaughter techniques vanished, replaced by a powerful surge of blood energy. "It is precisely out of respect for my opponent that I have chosen to fight you in the manner of an ancient martial artist!"
"You're a martial arts practitioner too!" Ji Shuo felt a tightness in his chest. The other party had already demonstrated powerful strength and used spiritual energy techniques like the Spirit Bomb, and now he was a martial arts practitioner. You're an all-rounder, but you can't play like this.
"Two shackles have been broken!" Jiang Yuan did not hide his strength, but instead told him frankly.
Ji Shuo raised an eyebrow and shook his head, saying, "It doesn't seem like it. Your physical body definitely has more than just two shackles!"
As they were talking, Ji Zhe, who had been hit by the Spirit Bomb, revealed himself in the aftershocks of the explosion. Jiang Yuan glanced at Liu Zhaodi, who obediently tied him up.
"Believe it or not!" Jiang Yuan shook his head as well.
"My name is Ji Shuo. I am a disciple of the Wenshan Dao Sect. Before the cataclysm, I had already broken the triple shackles. Now I am re-cultivating the Qingmu Canon. Please teach me!" Ji Shuo threw away his sword and clasped his hands in a proper manner towards Jiang Yuan.
"He's actually from the Seven Gates!" Liu Zhaodi sat back down on the vines, staring at Jiang Yuan like a lovesick girl, but she was still quite surprised when Ji Shuo introduced himself.
Jiang Yuan's expression hardened; Ji Shuo had indeed broken the triple shackles.
The lower three shackles are linked to the ninth level of spiritual awakening. Although there is a slight difference in the minor realm, they are still almost the same overall.
"Your shackles have been broken to a great extent, but in terms of ancient martial arts alone, you will hardly be able to defeat me!" Ji Shuo first tried to be polite, but then resorted to force. Since the other party dared to abandon his preferred power and choose to fight him with ancient martial arts, he didn't need to play any more tricks.
The nine shackles are not something that can be opened simply by opening them. The combat power of ancient martial arts is closely related to the degree to which the shackles are opened, and whether the shackles can be opened completely depends on the talent of the practitioner.
Jiang Yuan took a step forward, his internal energy and blood surging to their limit. The battle was the key to unlocking the third shackle.
"Whether we can win or not, we'll find out by trying!"
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