Tyrant Sky Martial Soul
Chapter 207 Absolute Monster_1

Chapter 207: Chapter 207 Absolute Monster_1

The transcendental internal cultivation technique "Demon Fox Feather Clothing Technique" matched with the transcendental martial skill "Nine-tailed Cannon Fist."

Minɡ Tian’s fists swung out slowly, with a ball of scarlet light gathering in his hands, emanating a dangerous aura.

Master Baiyun also became tense; he dared not be careless anymore, for he could feel that Minɡ Tian’s punch could kill any martial artist below the early stages of the Eighth Layer Martial Veins.

Whether Ling Xiao would die or not, he wasn’t sure.

But he had to be cautious.

Just now, Ling Xiao had his arms torn, and he hadn’t even had the chance to react; he couldn’t afford to be like that again.

"Terrifying!"

Ling Xiao also felt that his current stage of God Prison King Fist was definitely not a match for the opponent’s Nine-tailed Cannon Fist.

What to do?

Of course, he had a way.

The Divine Dragon True Essence within his body was drawn out, merging into the God Prison King Fist, creating a bizarre spectacle.

Around the bovine embodiment of death, it seemed as though a Golden Dragon was entwined, and the aura of the God Prison King Fist surged dramatically.

"This isn’t right, the God Prison King Fist is only quasi-transcendent martial arts, but the power of this fist might not be inferior to transcendent martial arts. What’s going on?"

Zuo Leng narrowed his eyes, staring intently at Ling Xiao.

He had held Ling Xiao in contempt, but today’s battle changed his mind. Ling Xiao’s endless methods, even he might not be able to handle them.

Unless suppressed by cultivation level.

White Cloud Sect Leader was also shocked.

That Ling Xiao could enhance the power of the God Prison King Fist to this extent was beyond his expectations.

"Still not enough!"

Ling Xiao knew clearly, that just like this, he was still no match for Minɡ Tian.

At that moment, his whole body flickered with golden light as he executed the Heavenly Dragon Golden Body, a transcendent defensive martial art, no less than Minɡ Tian’s transcendent martial arts.

"He can still get stronger?"

Cold sweat broke out on Minɡ Tian’s forehead.

He knew very well that his combat strength under the early stages of the Eighth Layer Martial Veins had already been fully unleashed.

Yet why did it feel like he was being caught up to by his opponent?

"Boom——!"

Once again, the power of Ling Xiao’s God Prison King Fist increased, and in the dark cherry blossom forest, a Ghost Ship floated over, infusing the punch with an even more terrifying aura.

Finally, the two fists collided with each other.

The entire Martial Hall trembled, and except for the White Cloud Sect Leader and Zuo Leng, everyone else was terrified, their complexions changing drastically.

The horrifying power penetrated their bodies, eroding their true essence, forcing them to hastily sit cross-legged on the ground and use their energy to drive away the dreadful aura.

And this aura was merely the residual one from the collision of their fists.

Boom Boom Boom——

In the Martial Hall, even the specially reinforced ground was still quaking incessantly.

The entire Martial Hall shook along with it.

Crack!

Two figures separated.

Ling Xiao drifted backwards, landing steadily on the ground; although his clothes were a bit disheveled and torn, his body had not a single scratch.

The terror of the "Heavenly Dragon Golden Body" was indeed astonishing.

Combined with the defensive power of the "Nine Rotations Golden Body Technique" at its ninth rotation, he was able to avoid most of the damage Minɡ Tian had inflicted on him.

The rest of the damage was largely transferred to the ground under his feet.

In contrast, Minɡ Tian seemed a bit more embarrassed; not only were his clothes tattered, but there were also several wounds on his body.

Though the wounds appeared slight and faint, almost not harming Minɡ Tian at all,

he was, after all, injured.

"Thank you for going easy on me, Senior Brother!"

Ling Xiao cupped his fists in a salute.

"I didn’t hold back; you truly deserve pride!"

Ming Tian frowned slightly, then shook his head and said, "I lost, and the True Essence Pill is yours."

As he spoke, Ming Tian tossed a top-quality Zhenyuan Pill to Ling Xiao.

However, although he appeared to accept his defeat on the surface, he was still up to no good behind the scenes, wrapping the pill in his scorching True Essence. If one was not careful, they would certainly end up making a fool of themselves.

He didn’t expect to harm Ling Xiao; he just wanted to see Ling Xiao embarrass himself.

Unfortunately for him,

Ling Xiao did not even give him that chance. Protected by the Heavenly Dragon Golden Body, Ling Xiao completely absorbed the scorching True Essence in an instant.

For Ming Tian, this was truly adding insult to injury.

"Don’t get too proud of yourself. I suppressed my cultivation level today, so I couldn’t bring out the full power of my Transcendent Martial Arts, which gave you a slight advantage," said Ming Tian, unable to restrain himself after seeing that Ling Xiao did not suffer any loss.

"Of course, I understand that," replied Ling Xiao. He knew that although Ming Tian was speaking out of frustration, his words were true, not random blabber.

Outside the Martial Arts Hall, within the True Spirit Hall,

Master Baiyun, Lin Ze, and Wan Ben were sitting cross-legged.

At the moment the battle between Ling Xiao and Ming Tian ended-

Lin Ze said with a smile, "Master, you see, Ling Xiao’s potential is much stronger than you imagined; with merely the late-stage Seventh Layer Martial Master of Martial Pulse, he was able to defeat Ming Tian, who maintained the early-stage Eighth Layer Martial Master of Martial Pulse. His potential is probably stronger than Ming Tian’s!"

"Lin Ze, don’t boast too much. He was just lucky. If it weren’t for Ming Tian’s underestimation, he would have lost long ago," Wan Ben naturally didn’t want Lin Ze to gloat.

"This child is somewhat peculiar. I really misjudged him. However, he has already taken you as his teacher, Lin Ze, so he can no longer become my true disciple," said Master Baiyun, shaking his head with a deep frown.

He had really miscalculated this time.

He had not expected that Ling Xiao, this monster, would be so formidable.

"Master, I can expel him from my sect and let him take you as his master," Lin Ze said anxiously.

"No need to expel him from the sect, just have him change his allegiance," Master Baiyun stated indifferently.

"Alright, thank you, Master. I believe Ling Xiao will be more than happy to do so," Lin Ze said, very excited, although there was a slight sense of loss deep inside him. Such a prodigious talent was going to slip through his fingers.

But he was very clear in his heart that becoming a true disciple of Master Baiyun was definitely much better than following him.

"Ming Tian is going to blow a fuse," Master Baiyun suddenly said with a smile: "Actually, I should thank Ling Xiao. Ming Tian is quite talented, but he prefers to have fun in his cultivation and isn’t as diligent as Zuo Leng. Otherwise, he might have already reached the Ninth Layer Pinnacle Martial Artist by now."

"Next, you’ll see Ming Tian getting serious!"

Master Baiyun still highly favored Ming Tian more. Regardless of how outstanding Ling Xiao performed, since he was not his true disciple, nor the one he favored, his attitude was naturally different.

"Come on, all eleven of you, play with me. I need to vent!" exclaimed Ming Tian, truly livid.

After all, fighting with suppressed cultivation had prevented him from exerting himself freely, which was an incredibly frustrating feeling.

"All eleven at once?" Zuo Leng said with a smile: "Ming Tian, I understand you want to vent, but are you sure you want to do this?"

"Of course," Ming Tian affirmed, looking toward Ling Xiao as he spoke: "Don’t worry, I won’t target you. You’re free to come and attack!"

"You guys play with him. Of course, remember, the purpose of this fight is still to gain some insights," said the White Cloud Sect Leader with a smile.

Ming Tian was an Early-stage Martial Master of Ninth Layer Martial Pulse.

Among the others, the strongest was Zuo Leng, who had already reached the Eighth Layer Peak Martial Master.

Dai Yuling was an early-stage Eighth Layer Martial Master.

The rest were only Seventh Layer Martial Masters. Whether they could gain any insights from the fight depended on their individual fortunes.