Chapter 423 - 423: Where is the Flaw_1
Chapter 423: Chapter 423: Where is the Flaw_1
Xu Fan said this, of course, not to boast.
Actually, even if Li Fuqiang went all out, he was confident in catching his moves.
However, this sparring was more about demonstrating superior martial skills, and Xu Fan himself had no desire for victory or defeat, so naturally, there was no need to show too much.
And with only thirty percent of his strength, it was impossible to test anything.
“This…”
Qian Zongsheng gasped in astonishment. Xu Fan really dared to make bold claims. He wanted to remind him that even thirty percent of one’s strength wasn’t something the current Xu Fan could easily handle.
Still, as a spectator, it was better to follow the rules—True gentlemen never comment on a game of chess while watching.
Seeing the anxious look on Qian Zongsheng’s face, Xiao Bai couldn’t help saying, “Boss, what’s wrong? Do you think it’s not appropriate?”
“Indeed. How could Xu Fan, a mere Grandmaster, stop the Martial King, Chief Steward Li?”
Qian Zongsheng shook his head, “Xu Fan wants to catch an attack with fifty percent of strength, I think he’s just asking for trouble. After all, even some ordinary Kings don’t have the ability to catch that.”
Upon hearing this, Xiao Bai’s eyes swiveled, consoling, “Boss, I think you’re worrying too much.”
“What do you mean by that?” Qian Zongsheng was startled.
Xiao Bai squinted, a gleam flashing from his eyes, “In my view, Protector Xu is not the type to be reckless for the sake of achievements. If he does this, he must be fully confident.”
“Heh heh… Don’t think too highly of him,” Qian Zongsheng wasn’t persuaded, but he nevertheless said, “However, I do look forward to him catching Chief Steward Li’s fifty percent power attack since he’s going to use a defensive technique.”
By then, the stage had been set.
“Nephew, since this is your request, let it be as you wish. I hope you won’t disappoint me.”
“However, I’d like to remind you, my Gangshi Tyrant is condensed from fire-attribute True Qi, most adept in attack. Its offensive power is domineering and its destructive force is astonishing. So even if it’s just a sixth-tier, its power is no less than that of a seventh-tier martial arts technique.”
“If you feel you can’t block it, just speak out and I will do my best to retract some of the force.”
Xu Fan nodded and said, “Alright, Uncle Li, I’ll keep that in mind.”
The reason Li Fuqiang elaborated so much was not to show off his strength, but purely because fire-attribute True Qi was difficult to control due to its wild power.
Of course, Xu Fan understood his intentions well, as such situations were not uncommon in the Cultivation World, where cultivators failed to control the rampaging energy within their bodies, leading to deviating from the path of cultivation, with the lightest consequence being a complete loss of cultivation and the worst being severed meridians and a loss of life.
In the Cultivation World, Li Fuqiang was considered only at the late stage of Qi training, just entering the threshold of cultivation, far from being able to completely control his fire-attribute True Qi.
If he rashly retracted his force, he might suffer from True Qi backlash, having to endure the consequences, which would naturally be quite unpleasant.
But Li Fuqiang still said so, and Xu Fan, not being obtuse, silently appreciated this concern in his heart.
Of course, since Xu Fan dared to ask the opponent to increase his power, he was naturally fully confident and wouldn’t let Li Fuqiang suffer from True Qi backlash.
Xu Fan’s expression became solemn, and he began to form hand seals, his hand movements changing so fast that ordinary martial artists couldn’t see clearly at all, only perceiving a blur filled with endless variations.
As the hand seals were formed, the Spiritual Energy within Xu Fan’s body, like an army heeding a command, mobilized instantly, circulating within his meridians and roaming through his entire body; his body temperature quickly rose.
The spectators watched, their expressions gradually changing…
Xu Fan’s body became like a lampshade with shining light inside and a bright fiery glow covering his exterior.
Moreover, the color of Xu Fan’s skin began to change, turning into a dark golden hue as if gilded, reminiscent of the Arhats in temples.
Not just his skin, but even his hair, eyebrows, and fingernails underwent the same transformation.
At that moment, Xu Fan seemed like a golden Arhat, with his golden radiance projecting outward, possessing an impressive aura.
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“Grunting!”
“This… no matter how you look at it… looks like a Shaolin Arhat?” Fei Ying couldn’t help but swallow his saliva, his eyes wide and dumbfounded.
“You’re wrong,” Qian Zongsheng’s eyes shone brightly as he analyzed, “Xu Fan’s appearance is caused by Protective Gang Qi, whereas a Shaolin Arhat is created through external practice. The two are fundamentally different, and naturally, their defensive capabilities are worlds apart.”
“Doesn’t that mean it’s even more formidable?” Fei Ying’s eyes flickered with admiration, clearly envious of it.
There’s no helping it, as the old saying goes, different strokes for different folks.
What Fei Ying liked was the feeling of fist-on-flesh combat, hence he was extremely obsessed with close-quarter fighting skills.
However, the highest-level martial arts technique he had learned to date was the Sky-Slaying Earth-Splitting Battle Method. Despite its imposing name, it was only a third-level technique, full of stance but with lukewarm power.
Especially after trading blows with the Black Blade Organization’s Executor Hailong, the latter was unscathed, while he had to lie in bed for several days. Had he not received meticulous medical care, he wouldn’t have recovered so quickly.
Thus, deep down, he had always aspired that one day, when he had enough Merit Points, he would exchange them for a Superior Martial Skill at the Flame Dragon Treasury as his first priority.
With that, facing Hailong again would lead to a completely different scenario.
Not to say he would win, but at least he wouldn’t be utterly defeated.
It made him feel like he wasn’t even a match for a single exchange, a genuine weakling.
Of course, aspirations are just aspirations, and he was still far from accumulating enough Merit Points.
This desire would have to remain in his heart for several more years.
If this was Fei Ying’s situation, what about his team leader, Xiao Bai?
On the river surface.
Xu Fan seemed to throw a punch at the air, clashing his fists against each other, producing a ringing sound like metal striking metal: clang, clang, clang!
Just by listening to the sound, one could tell his defense was on par with “Copper Skin Iron Bone”.
Li Fuqiang watched silently, quite astonished. He had been sensing the other’s condition using his breath.
In this moment, Xu Fan’s entire being seemed like a piece of solid iron ore, yet it operated like factory machinery, orderly and without a hint of chaos!
“Tsk…”
Li Fuqiang observed attentively and couldn’t help but click his tongue in admiration; he completely failed to find a single flaw, pressure point, or death point on Xu Fan!
This.
It defied common sense!
In the Ancient Martial World, there’s a widely accepted truth: there is no such thing as an impenetrable defense, flaws always exist, it’s just a matter of how many.
Hence, no matter how high one’s realm, how strong one’s power, or how profound and mystical one’s Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills, it’s impossible to avoid having flaws. The difference lies in the number of flaws.
But now, Li Fuqiang encountered this anomaly that went against common sense.
He indeed failed to find even the slightest flaw in Xu Fan.
As a dignified Martial King, Li Fuqiang’s presence was as deep as an abyss, his sensing and manipulation of breath as natural as he willed, achieving a profound understanding.
But at this moment, even though he could clearly sense the circulation path of True Qi within Xu Fan, he was at a complete loss.
Because he couldn’t discern anything good or bad about this path, naturally, he couldn’t find where Xu Fan’s weaknesses lay.
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