Autumn Leaves smiled calmly, "Of course I'm here to spar with you. I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Upon hearing this, Wu Shashen's eyes burned with fervor, and he said loudly, "Alright, let's go to the mountains to spar."
Deep in the mountains.
A wisp of autumn wind slices through the fallen leaves.
Wu Shashen clenched his fists, his body surrounded by dazzling golden light, a manifestation of his martial arts golden body. He swung his fists to meet the sword light, and with a bang, the sword light was shattered.
Qiu Luoye stood on the top of an ancient tree, one hand behind his back and the other forming a sword finger. With a casual wave of his hand, he unleashed a terrifying sword light. Wu Shashen left an afterimage in place and instantly dodged the terrifying sword light.
brush!
Wu Shashen soared into the air and suddenly appeared in front of Qiu Luoye. His fist was like a blazing sun, causing the martial artist's blood to boil and scorching waves of energy to spread, one higher than the next.
Qiu Luoye remained calm. He flicked his sleeve, and a dense array of sword lights appeared before him. A chilling atmosphere enveloped the mountains and forests. In an instant, Wu Shashen was forced back dozens of feet. Even his protective golden light was torn apart by the sword light, leaving neat cuts on his black clothes and cracks in his martial arts golden body.
"That was awesome!"
Wu Shashen laughed heartily.
The commotion in the mountains attracted many powerful figures. Xiong Shan and Niu Mang stood on the hilltop looking out. Little Tuanzi appeared nearby, her brows furrowed slightly. "Old Wu, do you need any help?"
Wu Shashen clenched his fist, his eyes burning with fervor, and said, "No need, his opponent is me."
Autumn Leaves raised his hand, and the withered yellow leaves on the ground floated up, finally condensing into a golden longsword in his hand. With a flash, the autumn wind swept up the fallen leaves, transforming them into a domineering and dazzling golden dragon.
Wu Shashen adjusted his breathing, his feet firmly planted on the ground. Despite the strong wind blowing against his face, he remained as still as a mountain, slowly raising his arm and delivering what appeared to be an ordinary punch.
The golden dragon formed from autumn leaves was shattered by Wu Shashen's punch, and the broken autumn leaves resembled golden rain.
The powerful figures around him were shocked. Wu Shashen was just a martial artist, yet he possessed the divine power to shatter mountains.
Amidst a flurry of fallen leaves, Qiu Luoye appeared before Wu Shashen, sword in hand. With a single slash, Wu Shashen did not yield, but instead met the attack with a punch, his sleeve instantly ripped apart.
Sword energy crisscrossed, making even the mountain gods watching from afar feel their scalps tingle. Autumn Leaves unleashed over a hundred sword strikes in an extremely short time. Wu Killer God did not retreat an inch, using his bare body to withstand the blows, and in an instant, he was covered in wounds. The little dumpling shouted, "Enough!"
As Qiu Luoye withdrew his sword, the longsword formed from the fallen leaves dissipated in the wind. Wu Shashen, covered in wounds, sat down heavily on the ground. Despite his disheveled appearance, he wore a triumphant smile. "Master, you are still the best. You were indeed the strongest when Qiufeng returned."
"You've gotten stronger too!"
Fallen autumn leaves are clasped in a gesture of respect.
The little girl came closer and frowned, asking, "Old Wu, are you alright?"
"I'm fine."
Wu Shashen waved his hand.
The little dumpling stared at the fallen autumn leaves and said coldly, "Hey, you're really ruthless. You almost killed Old Wu last time. Do you want to kill Old Wu this time too?"
Wu Shashen hurriedly explained, "Great Protector, it was I who asked Master Qiu to go all out. Don't blame him. If you have to blame someone, blame my own weakness."
The little dumpling shook its head helplessly, "Wait here for me, I'll go find you some medicine."
Wu Shashen waved his hand, "Great Protector, I'm fine. Find me two jars of wine."
"Alright, I'll keep track of the expenses."
"no problem."
The little dumpling turned and left.
Wu Shashen sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. The spiritual matter in the world gathered towards him, like two golden dragons surging into his body.
Seeing this, Qiu Luoye murmured, "Those who breathe in the air attain divinity and longevity. What an amazing breathing technique."
Wu Shashen's wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, a recovery speed comparable to that of an ancient ferocious beast. Qiu Luoye nodded with a smile, "It is truly not easy to cultivate martial arts to the Nirvana Realm."
In just half an incense stick's time, Wu Shashen recovered to his peak, and his martial arts realm reached a new level, reaching the Nirvana Realm. He stood up, cupped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "Lord Qiu, thank you for helping me break through to the next realm. Let's continue our sparring!"
Autumn Leaves waved his hand, "You just broke through, and your aura is unstable. We can spar again later. If you want to beat me, you'll at least have to reach the Martial Saint realm."
"Hahaha, I hope that one day I can become a Martial Saint!" Wu Shashen never dared to dream of it before, but now he has thought about even higher realms, such as Martial Emperor, let alone Martial Saint. He even wants to glimpse the legendary Martial God realm.
"The wine is here!"
The little dumpling came back carrying two jars of wine.
Wu Shashen laughed heartily, "Lord Qiu, I'll take you to Lao Gao's place for drinks, it'll be more lively with more people."
"OK!"
The autumn leaves nodded cheerfully.
"I want to go too!"
"Great Protector, you absolutely have to be there for the drinks!"
Xiao Tuanzi and his friends brought wine to Lao Gao's house. Lao Gao's family had prepared a lot of snacks to go with the wine. Xiao Tuanzi and his friends usually liked to come here to drink and chat with Lao Gao.
night!
A knock came at the door.
The little dumpling ran to open the door, and Golden Horn was the first to dart inside to pick up food. Qin Luo had just finished his work at the Taoist temple, and he walked into the house, smiling as he asked, "Is there any more wine?"
Yes, yes, yes!
"Hey grandpa, my boss is here!"
The little dumpling beamed with joy.
Old Gao quickly brought Qin Luo a stool, and Wu Shashen and Qiu Luoye stood up at the same time to greet him.
After Qin Luo sat down, he picked up a bowl of wine, looked at Qiu Luoye, and said seriously, "Master, you have come from afar. I have not been a good host. I will punish myself with a bowl of wine first."
"Master Qin, that's not true."
Even the autumn leaves raise a glass and drink it all in one gulp.
Old Gao stood up. "Master Qin, please enjoy your drinks. I'll go heat up a couple more dishes."
"Old Gao, thank you for your help."
"No trouble at all, no trouble at all." Old Gao grinned from ear to ear; he actually enjoyed the lively atmosphere as well.
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