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Chapter 1413 - Chapter 1413 Chapter 693 Spirit Roaring Technique

Chapter 1413: Chapter 693: Spirit Roaring Technique (Two-in-One) _2 Chapter 1413: Chapter 693: Spirit Roaring Technique (Two-in-One) _2 The justice he acknowledges is the only justice, the right he acknowledges is the only right–beyond that, all is void!

For the second time, Tong Wuxie attempted to bypass Tang Luo to enter the Spirit Realm Gate. This time, he didn’t even bother to ask for passage, instead trying to sidestep the burly man blocking his way to directly enter the Spirit Realm Gate.

This restraint and concession disappointed the onlookers who stayed behind for the spectacle. They turned their heads, considering Tong Wuxie a disgrace to all grandmasters.

This outrage could be said to be not so much about anger, but rather about an unwilling acceptance, because they understood that there was nothing they could do. Both Tang Luo and Tong Wuxie were too strong, stronger than they could fathom.

It was precisely because they could not compete that they hoped the two titans would clash, preferably to a mutually damaging extent.

But under the current circumstances, with Cao Ziqi’s mediation and Tong Wuxie’s restraint, the two would definitely not fight.

Even though everyone had witnessed Tang Luo’s arrogance and defiance, to say that the man was a fool was something nobody was willing to believe.

And as long as one wasn’t a fool, they would definitely not aggressively pressure a grandmaster who had already shown forbearance and restraint.

No, not even a fool would do that–it would take someone both crazy and foolish.

Realizing the spectacle was not to be had, the audience prepared to leave their seats, only to then hear a familiar voice.

Such arrogance, such stupidity and… above everything else.

“Cao Ziqi, are you brain-damaged, or do you lack balls?”

Tang Luo, with arms crossed, mocked, “A disciple of the Beast Taming Sect, groveling to a grandmaster from Wuji Mansion. You’ve truly lost face for the Beast Taming Sect! No wonder you have no reputation to speak of; you don’t even compare to Cao Daochen, let alone Cao Changqing!”

Pointing to his own face, Tang Luo said earnestly, “Take a good look at my face–handsome with a touch of sincerity. Do I look like someone who jokes around? Rules are rules. I have already given you some leeway for the sake of our sects, but if you push your luck, don’t blame this young master for not being polite!”

“Madman, madman!”

Trembling with rage, Cao Ziqi pointed at Tang Luo and shouted, “You’re a complete lunatic, a damn fool!”

“Hmm?”

Tang Luo’s eyebrows raised in displeasure, “You dare to curse me? Have you forgotten how you groveled and begged desperately for your life in the depths of Longyuan? It seems your memory is quite poor; do you need me to help you recall that moment?”

To beat someone at their own game, to bring up something from Longyuan was the biggest stain in Cao Ziqi’s life.

Back then, he had resorted to flattery and submissiveness to survive, but that didn’t mean he could accept Tang Luo bringing it up and proclaiming it in front of everyone outside of Longyuan.

For a gentleman of the Cao Family, who had neither literary nor martial prowess, the only thing he could rely on to attract followers was his demeanor and reputation.

But with just a few words from Tang Luo, and the smirks of the surrounding crowd, Cao Ziqi knew that his public image in Longzhou was utterly ruined.

Even the Garrison Commander, who had three-parts decided to take Wang Xun’s side, showed a mix of shock and disdain after hearing Tang Luo’s words.

To care about honor and disdain life and death, which martial artist in the world would serve a master who clings to life in fear of death?

The political manipulation Cao Ziqi took pride in turned to naught because of a few words from Tang Luo.

This complete destruction of his life’s accomplishments drove the previously elegant and composed Cao Family’s son utterly mad.

“Destroy my future, you scoundrel, die!”

He whispered the true name of the Crimson Divine Armor. A pair of blazing phoenix wings unfolded behind him; with reddened eyes, Cao Ziqi concentrated his spell and transformed the Crimson Divine Wings into two fiery wheels, slicing towards Tang Luo’s head.

Activating the Undying Battle Body, his extraordinary ability, already as tough as bronze and iron, appeared even more divine after completing Spirit Qualification, facing a blow of the Divine Armor that surpassed Xuan-level Spirit Art.

Tang Luo remained unmoving, reaching out with his hands to grab at the fiery feathers, as if trying to forcibly seize them with brute strength, like two dark totems rising into the sky.

With two thuds, Tang Luo’s right arm, coiled with the Heavenly Dragon’s Shadow, and his left arm, coiled with the Mysterious Serpent Phantom, collided with the two fiery phoenix feathers. The downward slice of the Crimson Feathered Blades was blocked.

Someone actually blocked the attack of a Divine Artifact with their flesh!

But before the cries of astonishment could arise, the situation changed dramatically. The two flame feathers that had been caught broke from the giant’s hand blades, and the broken flame feathers exploded into two balls that shattered the phantom beast and the Heaven-gifted Divine Armor, the surge of Spiritual Power further prying open the giant’s arms.

Yet the blocked phoenix feathers remained just as potent, with the broken ends spraying phoenix flames that instantly melted the giant’s chest plate of the Heaven-gifted Divine Armor. However, they were blocked by the protection of the Heavenly Dragon from the Eight Treasure Kasaya, but the Divine Artifact lost its brilliance quickly due to the lack of Spiritual Power supplied by its master.

But this bought Tang Luo enough time. With a swing of the giant’s left arm, the Ghostly Cloud Lock shot out from a tricky angle and wrapped around Cao Ziqi’s waist as swift as lightning.

With a forward pull, the Cao Family’s young master disappeared from his spot as if teleported, reappearing in the path of the giant’s fully extended punch.

While the punch, powered by the perfect control of the flesh, the forces of both yin and yang, and enhanced by the strength of the Undying Battle Body, was mighty, it still wasn’t enough to shatter the Divine Armor.

But Tang Luo was absolutely certain that this punch could severely injure Cao Ziqi inside the Divine Armor and disperse all the pathways of Spiritual Power in his body.

To put it bluntly, it was a punch aimed to break all the meridians Cao Ziqi used to circulate his energy — leaving him powerless even with the Divine Armor still on.

The reason for striking so fiercely, displaying such madness, was of course not a spur-of-the-moment decision to cripple Cao Ziqi in front of everyone and thereby provoke the Lin Clan of Long Valley.

It was because he knew there were those who would never allow his act of violence to continue, and only thus could the script proceed smoothly.

The punch was like a dragon, especially one delivered by the giant’s right arm – that overwhelming dominance could only be experienced by those on the receiving end.

Facing such a punch, Cao Ziqi’s Sea of Consciousness went blank, unable to even control the Divine Armor, he could only watch the fist draw nearer and nearer.

“This is the end of me!”

With a wail, Cao Ziqi’s face was stricken with despair, feeling utterly hopeless, when he suddenly saw the incoming punch turning into a vortex, its direction shifting by ninety degrees.

Then there was a series of deafening roars, the fierce oscillation of Heavenly and Earthly Qi, turning the burst Primary Qi ferociously volatile.

Tang Luo had to release his hold on Cao Ziqi and transform both arms into vortexes to ward off this potentially fatal attack.

Unlike any previous Spirit Art, this attack by the Wuji Grandmaster wasn’t formed from a set sequence of Spirit Art patterns or blended conceptual shapes but was the most primal, the most brutal of methods.

Building a domain field with refined special Spiritual Power seeds, he destabilized the balance of Primary Qi within the domain, causing the most violent explosions. The more Spiritual Power and Primary Qi within this domain, the more intense the detonations.

At first, the reaction was barely more than ten thousand Spiritual Injuries, akin to the potency of a low-grade Xuan-level Spirit Art, but it quickly reached the power of a mid-grade Xuan-level Spirit Art and was climbing towards an even higher level.

Seeing the concentration of Heavenly and Earthly Qi around him rising higher and higher, Tang Luo understood that if he couldn’t destroy Tong Wuxie’s domain field, he would inevitably be defeated by the continuous and increasingly violent reactions of Primary Qi.

Because the reactions were too quick and intense, even if he absorbed them, he could only redirect them into the Void Stomach, unable to counter-attack as one might with a Spirit Art.

The Black Merchant’s unique skills, showcased once again, had no place in front of the Wuji Grandmaster.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom…

A series of precise detonations blasted the giant back relentlessly, but the shockwaves pushed Cao Ziqi out of Tang Luo’s attack range.

Only then did Tong Wuxie stop, teasingly speaking to the narrowly escaped Cao Ziqi, “It seems the Second Young Master doesn’t quite understand Tang Tianjiao very well.”

The narrowly escaped Cao Ziqi remained silent, only giving Tang Luo a venomous glance before beckoning to the Spirit Realm Gate with a wave of his hand, and a streak of golden light came to him.

Having taken back the Ghost King’s golden compass, Cao Ziqi lowered his head, gently turning the external scale. The array shifted instantaneously, enveloped by light, he vanished on the spot.

The humiliated Second Young Master of the Lin Clan didn’t say goodbye to anyone; using the array etched on the compass, he left Diancang Mountain.

Tong Wuxie chuckled and shook his head, then turned to Tang Luo, “Tang Tianjiao’s cultivation is indeed exceptional. There are few in the Fierce Realm who could emerge unscathed after three rounds of my ‘Spirit Roaring Technique.’ Such age, such fighting power, truly rare to come by.”

Dispelling the Undying Battle Body, Tang Luo re-entered Tong Wuxie’s domain with an even expression and said lightly, “Old man, don’t rush to boast. I was just not accustomed to it earlier. Thinking about it now, what ‘Spirit Roaring Technique’? It’s nothing but child’s play.”

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