Chapter 138: The Battle of the Two Saints
Ruoyue, however, remained calm, a faint smile playing on her lips, and said to the two in a pleasant voice, "You two only praise that person for having entered the Saint realm, why are you so insecure about our Palace Master? You two are truly spineless!"
Hearing this, Dongxue angrily shouted, "Ruoyue, if anything happens to the Palace Master, the Heavenly Pole Palace will be destroyed. Do you understand?" As she spoke, her eyes widened in anger, and her face revealed a hint of rage.
"Don't worry!" Ruoyue said, turning around and glancing at the swirling clouds over the mountains. Her voice grew clearer and brighter. "Just watch and see. Our Palace Master is not one to be easily manipulated! Besides, we're all at the Saintly level. There's no harm in comparing our strengths!"
Dongxue froze, stunned, while Xia Han's eyes widened in anger as she excitedly demanded, "What?! You're saying the Palace Master's cultivation has already reached the Saint level?!" Her face was filled with excitement and disbelief.
Ruoyue nodded in agreement, crossed her arms, and said cheerfully, "Today's battle will be an unprecedented clash, so don't miss it!" As she spoke, she leaned against the scenic rock and looked out over the training ground.
In a short while, everyone retreated to the side, leaving only two extraordinary figures in the arena. Yu Linglong's hair was tied up in a high bun, with the white jade hairpin that Xiaoyao Lang had redeemed inserted diagonally. The rest of her black hair cascaded down to her waist, swaying gently in the wind along with the draped veil.
A mountain breeze swept by, causing her wide sleeves to billow and a long, white veil to drape over Yu Linglong, tightly binding her curvaceous figure in a way that was utterly alluring. Her hair and the veil tangled in the wind, when suddenly, a strand of hair at her temple was lifted by her inner energy, and a murderous aura swiftly spread. "What have you done to Murong Hanchan?" Yu Linglong asked in a high-pitched voice.
Shen Qianjueying raised his arm and exclaimed, "Oh! You're interested in her too!?"
Yu Linglong said in a deep voice, "I am only interested in you now." As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand and unleashed a powerful palm strike, forming a huge air wall that rushed straight towards Shen Qianjueying.
Seeing this, Shen Qian Jueying stepped into a bow stance, gathered his strength in his upper body, and neither dodged nor evaded, directly withstanding the power of Yu Linglong's palm strike. With a "whoosh," Shen Qian Jueying was forced back two steps, and immediately declared, "What powerful palm strike! My turn!"
Having said that, he circulated his hands, gathering all the surrounding profound energy. In an instant, lightning flashed across the clear sky, and dark clouds gathered. Shen Qianjueying's strength had condensed in the sky, forming a multicolored ball of energy that completely covered the clear sky. "Seven Sins Covered in Dust, Unconcerned with Life!" With a loud shout, an unparalleled move swept through the clouds, tearing down from the sky and heading straight for the entire Tianji Peak.
Upon seeing this, Ruoyue immediately exclaimed in admiration, "What terrifying palm force!"
Dongxue was also watching the battlefield closely. Seeing this scene, she whispered, "It seems that this person is holding back against us. If this move were to hit us, we would probably be reduced to ashes in an instant."
Xia Han said worriedly, "If the palace master can't withstand this move, the Heavenly Palace will definitely be destroyed by earthquakes and landslides."
Seeing this, Yu Linglong dared not be careless and immediately channeled her true energy into her body. The purple dragon soul within her sensed this and unleashed its aura, instantly transforming into a magnificent purple battle armor that made Yu Linglong appear heroic and cool in every way.
Yu Linglong lightly tapped her right foot, her toes tracing an arc on the ground as she proclaimed, "Sacred Lotus Protects the World!" Her gaze sharpened, and a massive lotus flower, formed from her inner energy, enveloped the entire Tianji Peak, surging upwards. Shen Qianjueying's energy ball, now like a wick, was about to be engulfed by the lotus.
The moment the two sacred moves clashed, a deafening roar shook the sky. In an instant, the vast sky was once again filled with blue sky and white clouds, and the powerful attacks dissipated in the air.
Xia Han raised his fist and exclaimed joyfully, "Palace Master is truly amazing!"
Ruoyue murmured, "This is the cultivation of a Saint! It's truly an eye-opener!"
Dongxue's eyes welled up with tears, and she choked out, "The Palace Master truly does not disappoint us!"
Seeing this, Shen Qianjueying thought to himself: She was able to block my move so easily, her inner strength is obviously above mine... Let's compare moves again.
With his mind made up, Shen Qianjueying's eyes narrowed, and he shouted loudly, "Truly not bad, take a few more of my moves!" He then used his feet to gain momentum, and in a flash, his palm wind had already reached Yu Linglong's front.
Yu Linglong sensed the approaching force and, before the palm strike even arrived, her figure had already flashed. With a "whoosh," Shen Qian Jueying's palm missed its mark, and she followed up with several butterfly steps, unleashing powerful palms and heavy punches in pursuit.
For a moment, the two figures moved like lightning, darting back and forth across the arena, locked in close combat and entangled with each other. "Crackling sounds," dozens of moves had passed in a short time, and when they stopped, their arms were restrained by each other.
The two exchanged a glance, neither speaking, yet each was unwilling to yield. Their hands were locked together, and their feet began to clash against each other again. A series of thuds echoed across the scene. The moment they stopped, their knees struck each other with force, shattering the bluestone floor beneath their feet. The force of the impact sent a gust of wind through the air, shattering the nearby mountain rocks into pieces.
Yu Linglong felt a pang of heartache at the sight. Every single mountain and rock formation had been carried a thousand miles by her master, Xuzhu, and now it was being destroyed in her hands—wasn't that a waste of her master's hard work? She immediately said crisply, "If we can't use our skills in this environment, why don't we go out and have a match?"
Shen Qianjueying smiled and said, "That suits me perfectly! Please teach me with your sword."
As soon as they finished speaking, they each withdrew. Shen Qianjueying clasped his hands together and then opened them, revealing a gleaming green sword. "Today, I will fight you to the bitter end!" With a swing of the green sword, a powerful gust of wind swept across the area.
Yu Linglong replied loudly, "Then so be it. Let's see how much skill you still have." As she spoke, she turned around, and her protective lotus blossomed magnificently, revealing a dazzling purple sword that seemed ready to be drawn. Yu Linglong leaped to her feet, the purple sword already in her hand, and the protective lotus vanished.
Upon seeing this, Shen Qianjueying leaped into the air, and the two beams of light intertwined and clashed in the air, resounding loudly in the clouds.
The people from Tianji Palace rushed to watch the light and shadow. Ruoyue said softly, "It seems that they are evenly matched. If they continue to fight like this, I'm afraid they won't be able to determine a winner even after a whole day."
Dongxue disagreed, saying, "I don't think so. Our Palace Mistress has always been kind-hearted and soft-hearted. No matter who she fights, she always holds back. I'm afraid she hasn't used her full strength yet."
Xia Han, hearing this with some worry, said, "The person before us is no ordinary person. I hope the Palace Master will put aside her compassionate heart and not be careless!" As she spoke, she prayed inwardly.
Ruoyue comforted everyone, saying, "In a battle between such masters, a single misstep could cost you your life. We must trust the Palace Master; she will have her own reasons."
Yu Linglong and the other woman fought in the air for a long time, and in the blink of an eye, they had reached the foot of Tianji Peak. The battle was prolonged and evenly matched, so Yu Linglong immediately stopped holding back, increasing her power by three parts, and simultaneously wielding her Six-Finger Clasp Technique with her sword.
Instantly, bursts of energy shot out from Yu Linglong's body, combined with her sword techniques, making it impossible for Shen Qianjueying to defend against them.
Shen Qian Jueying felt the pressure mounting. Such a bizarre move left him with no way to counter it, and he was gradually falling to the ground. "What kind of martial arts style is this?" Shen Qian Jueying asked while defending.
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