Chu Qinghe understood perfectly well what Meng Chixing meant by those words.
After a moment's thought, Chu Qinghe said, "Very well! Since Senior has such an interest, I shall also stretch my muscles and bones."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Qinghe took a step forward.
The seemingly casual movement, however, instantly teleported him to an open space twenty feet away just as his foot was about to land.
So fast was that even Meng Chixing, let alone Pang Ban and Zhao Min, could only vaguely catch a glimpse of Chu Qinghe's shadow.
Upon witnessing this scene, Pang Ban and Zhao Min's expressions changed slightly.
Even Meng Chixing's eyes became more serious.
After a few moments of contemplation, Meng Chixing suddenly stomped his right foot on the ground.
As a tremor followed and a cloud of dust billowed up, Meng Chixing charged toward Chu Qinghe with lightning speed and overwhelming force.
In the blink of an eye, he had halved the distance between himself and Chu Qinghe.
Just as Meng Chixing moved forward another three zhang, a sudden sense of alarm arose in his heart.
The next second, a sword aura nearly three feet long burst forth from the ground three zhang in front of Meng Chixing and shot towards him, heading straight for Meng Chixing's chest.
The sword energy burst forth so fast that by the time Meng Chixing reacted, it was already only a few feet away from him.
Furthermore, during the process, several strands of the power of heaven and earth were rapidly gathered and integrated into the sword energy.
In response, Meng Chixing's true essence circulated rapidly, and his spiritual power quickly spread from between his eyebrows.
At the same time, an invisible air barrier seemed to appear in front of this sword energy, causing it to stop.
But the next second, as the sword energy unleashed a chilling sword intent, the invisible barrier in the air was instantly shattered by this chilling sword intent.
On the other hand, this sword energy continued its relentless trajectory towards Meng Chixing.
Upon seeing this, Meng Chixing exclaimed "Eh!" and then raised his fist, gathering his true essence to unleash a sword aura at the sword energy in front of him.
As the fist pierced through the air, the purplish-black true essence flowed around and covered Meng Chixing's fist like water.
Enveloped by these true essences and the surrounding power of heaven and earth, Meng Chixing's fist became as clear and transparent as crystal, giving it a somewhat "ice crystal jade bone" feel.
The moment Meng Chixing's fist struck the sword energy, an energy storm immediately swept outwards.
The energy, sword intent, and even the fluctuations of the power of heaven and earth, mixed with the true essence that was dissipating at this moment, swept past Meng Chixing like a gentle breeze, but failed to disturb the slightest ripple in the sky above him.
But just then, as if he had sensed something, Meng Chixing suddenly exclaimed "Eh!"
At the same time, Meng Chixing suddenly felt a surge of energy emanating from his fist, one wave after another, like an endless tide.
Moreover, each layer of this energy is stronger than the last.
After the ninth layer of energy, the true essence covering Meng Chixing's fist was completely worn away, and the power of heaven and earth dispersed again, turning into something ownerless.
But the residual force from that fist struck instantly.
Faced with this, Meng Chixing had no choice but to take a step back, using his own true energy combined with the momentum of the retreat to dissipate the residual force from the previous sword strike.
Not only that, as he took that step back, Meng Chixing suddenly felt a slight stinging pain in his fist.
Based on his understanding of his own body, Meng Chixing was certain that there was a small wound about half an inch long on the middle finger of his fist.
"Sword intent?"
Feeling the pain from the fist, Meng Chixing narrowed his eyes slightly.
Having already suffered a hidden loss in their very first exchange, Meng Chixing looked at Chu Qinghe with none of the arrogance he had shown yesterday.
With a low shout in his heart, Meng Chixing unleashed a torrent of true energy from his entire body.
As the true essence flowed wildly, Meng Chixing took a bold step forward.
With that stomp, the ground beneath Meng Chixing's feet collapsed.
Before Meng Chixing could use the force of his step to move, two more sword energies condensed diagonally in the air. One was aimed directly at Meng Chixing's foot, while the other was aimed three inches above Meng Chixing's head.
The moment the two sword energies appeared was exactly when Meng Chixing had just leaped up using the force of that step.
"He actually predicted my next move?"
Seeing this, Meng Chixing's expression changed slightly, and as he leaped up, he quickly kicked out with his left foot.
With Meng Chixing's strength and cultivation, any move he makes should be incredibly fast.
Even a master like Pang Ban, who was at the early stage of the Celestial Realm, had difficulty capturing it.
But at this moment, Meng Chixing's kick became as slow as a snail climbing a tree. The sudden change in speed was so sudden that it was both unbelievable and driving people crazy with distress.
In Qu Feiyan and the others' perception, even though Meng Chixing had just kicked out, two violent tremors appeared two zhang in front of Meng Chixing.
Immediately afterwards, the energy dispersed in all directions.
Meng Chixing is still maintaining that slow kicking motion.
The scene looked particularly eerie.
However, just as Meng Chixing landed, almost as soon as he was about to move, three more soft, boneless sword energies instantly wrapped around him.
In Meng Chixing's eyes, the three simple sword energies contained a hundred variations.
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