Who Let Him Cultivate?!
Chapter 1120 - 1119: Soy Sword Techniques

"Fairy Eternity was fuming, saying 'I was talking about the Soy Sword Techniques!'" Her essence, qi, and spirit all seemed much improved.

Lu Yang chose to ignore Fairy Eternity, stretched lazily, and felt that this period of closed-door cultivation had lasted quite a while. He was mentally exhausted, but finally having created his own sword technique was still worth celebrating.

He just didn't know how much time had passed.

When he pushed open the door of his abode, he found Old Ma still playing Go with Dragon and Phoenix, Yun Mengmeng was still baking little biscuits, and Jin Caiwei was still studying the Recording Orb.

"I must have been in closed-door cultivation for a long time... right?"

There was no change outside the abode from before he started to after he finished, making Lu Yang doubt he had been in closed-door cultivation at all.

"Forget it, it's not important. I need to find Old Meng!"

Meng Jingzhou had shown off to him before; now it was time to show off in return.

Lu Yang grabbed a handful of freshly baked biscuits and happily went to find Old Meng.

Only his spiritual space was filled with Fairy Eternity muttering "Soy Sword Techniques," which was somewhat distracting for Lu Yang.

At the entrance to Meng Jingzhou's abode, Old Ma was balancing on two legs, walking upright, setting up a drying rack, and placing bundles of quality hay on it.

Although he could use True Fire to quickly dry the hay, that method produced hay with a slightly off taste, lacking the scent of nature, and couldn't compare to natural hay dried by the sun and moon.

"Is Old Meng still in closed-door cultivation?" Lu Yang saw the door to Meng Jingzhou's abode was tightly shut, with only Old Ma drying the hay. From a distance, it looked somewhat scary.

"Let me help you." Lu Yang brushed the biscuit crumbs from his hands and helped Old Ma set up the drying rack.

When Meng Jingzhou came out of closed-door cultivation, he found almost no place to stand at the entrance of his abode; it was all drying racks.

"Aha, finally out," said Lu Yang, swaying the Green Peak Sword, timing it perfectly just as he finished helping Old Ma with the hay.

"You came to find me proactively, so you must have created a technique too?" Meng Jingzhou didn't need Lu Yang to say anything, just by looking at Lu Yang's smug expression, he guessed the outcome.

"Just so happens my Supreme Fist Technique is also crafted to the second level—the Nine Earth Realm!"

Meng Jingzhou thought the Digital Immortal Skill of Immortal Jiuchong was really useful. He was able to find both the name of his fist technique and the name of the realm within it, and could just take it and use it directly.

"Let's fight!"

"Let's!"

The two, with good intentions, chose not to fight at the entrance of the abode to avoid damaging Old Ma's drying hay, and went to a place a little further away.

Meng Jingzhou took two deep breaths, his mind state calm and undisturbed, as he looked down on Lu Yang, appearing utterly confident.

"Supreme Fist alone stands above all!"

His fist turned golden again, rampaging in all directions. Even the geniuses of history were no match for him, and even Lu Yang felt the pressure.

Lu Yang turned the pressure into motivation, displaying sword skills that had never been seen before in the world. His Sword Qi was like a rainbow, dazzling and bright, indestructible. The sword light was interwoven, forming a terrifying net in heaven and earth, impenetrable, and it enveloped Meng Jingzhou.

"Good!" Meng Jingzhou's muscles bulked up, with beads of sweat the size of beans oozing out and rapidly evaporating into mist. His footsteps, of unknown origin, pressured with each step. His deadly fists became Fist Seals, and he clashed with Lu Yang's net in a do-or-die battle.

He swung his fists vigorously, shattering thousands of sword lights.

"What a powerful sword technique, what's this move called?"

Without thinking, Lu Yang blurted out, "Soy Sword Techniques!"

As soon as he said it, he realized something was amiss. Fairy Eternity had been whispering 'Soy Sword Techniques' in his ear since he left closed-door cultivation. Although he tried hard not to think about those four words, when someone asked, he would subconsciously respond in that way.

In his spiritual space, Fairy Eternity cheered; Little Yang really thought the name she picked was better.

As the historian, Qinghe diligently recorded everything.

According to the "Dou Book·Emperor Chronicles": When Emperor Lu Yang first created his sword technique, Emperor Dou bestowed the name 'Soy Sword Techniques.' The Emperor harbored doubts and did not dare to accept the decree at first. Over time, after deep contemplation of the Emperor's intent, he finally grasped the essence of the sword technique, which truly matched the bestowed name. He then realized the intention and changed his previous thoughts, honoring the decree and calling it Soy Sword Techniques.

"No, this move is called the Immortal Sword..."

"Great, the Soy Sword Techniques! Take this!" Meng Jingzhou didn't give Lu Yang a chance to explain, seizing the opportunity to push his fist technique to the Nine Layer Realms.

Sword light surged simultaneously, slashing towards Meng Jingzhou, creating chaos in heaven and earth. Meng Jingzhou swung his fists like rain, crushing the sword light with overwhelming force.

"Cough cough—" Facing the Nine Layer Realms Fist, Lu Yang obviously struggled, with his newly comprehended Immortal Sword Technique appearing somewhat immature compared to the well-hammered and refined Supreme Fist.

"Don't think you've won just yet. My Swordsmanship has a total of twelve styles. I've only used the first one so far!"

"Then use the next eleven Sword Skills if you can!"

"Then use the Fist of the nine realms if you can!"

The two glared at each other, the subsequent moves being bluffs just for show, impossible to come up with on the spot.

"Bring it on!"

Meng Jingzhou's eyes flashed like lightning, facing the overwhelming Swordsmanship with an unmoved expression, his every punch able to shatter the sword light, even blasting away the Green Peak Sword itself!

Terrifying fluctuations swept across heaven and earth like a tsunami, rushing in all directions.

The Immortal Sword Technique was too immature, and Lu Yang quickly found himself on the defensive, becoming the one who blocked!

Lu Yang calmly reflected on the flaws of the Immortal Sword Technique. The Immortal Sword Technique was a peerless Swordsmanship he had forged with all his Swordsmanship insights, but was this truly the best move he could comprehend?

No, that wasn't right, he shouldn't limit himself to Swordsmanship alone; he hadn't yet extrapolated his adept magic skills. This wasn't his best move yet.

With this realization, Lu Yang took a big leap back, aided by the force of Meng Jingzhou's fists, throwing the Green Peak Sword aside, opting instead to face Meng Jingzhou barehanded.

Meng Jingzhou laughed, "Old Lu, are you too confident in the strength of your body? Although your physique can rival that of the Body Integration Realm, it's still not on par with me!"

Facing Lu Yang, Meng Jingzhou didn't need to hold back. His Supreme Fist became even more ferocious.

As soon as they clashed, Meng Jingzhou noticed something unusual about Lu Yang. His body was wrapped in Sword Qi, stinging like needles upon impact.

You think this will fend off this young master?

Meng Jingzhou's golden fists shone even brighter, like they were cast from gold, surrounded by runes, capable of toppling mountains and splitting the seas!

Lu Yang's movements became increasingly strange, as if he was integrating Swordsmanship completely. Meng Jingzhou felt as if he was not battling Lu Yang but a sword.

"Not right!" Meng Jingzhou suddenly realized what Lu Yang was trying to do, but he was powerless to stop it.

"Green Peak Sword Imitation Fist!" Lu Yang executed the Imitation Fist, transforming into the likeness of the Green Peak Sword!

Although he could wield the Green Peak Sword as if it were an extension of his arm, after all, it was an external object and not truly a part of his body.

Now that Lu Yang had become the Green Peak Sword, he fully unleashed the entire power of the Immortal Sword Technique!

"Sword Being!" Meng Jingzhou came up with a name for the technique.

"Bullshit, this is called Body as Sword!" Lu Yang erupted in anger, charging at Meng Jingzhou with his head.

Confronted with Body as Sword Lu Yang, Meng Jingzhou felt immense pressure. This technique was indeed terrifying, the power of the Swordsmanship increased by a notch, forcing him back on the defensive once more.

Although the offensive and defensive roles switched, Meng Jingzhou was not flustered but instead reflected on where the problem lay. If Old Lu could temporarily enhance the power of his Swordsmanship, then there was no reason he couldn't do the same!

He had an inkling, a feeling that he hadn't fully unleashed the Supreme Fist's entire power.

Indeed, his Mind State wasn't quite at the level of Supreme, always falling short by a bit.

It was this very shortfall that made his Fist lack dominance.

Realizing this, Meng Jingzhou took a deep breath twice, his demeanor completely transforming, as if a deity had descended, regarding all beings as mere ants, uttering the forbidden words passed down from Ancient Times.

"I am born in accordance with heaven. Those who defy this Immortal shall be slain!"

Clang!

Suddenly, Meng Jingzhou's Fist burst forth with an indescribable dominance, repelling Lu Yang.

Meng Jingzhou's heart leaped with joy, for indeed, quoting from the "Immortal's Quotations" worked!

Reciting the Immortal's Quotations changed his entire aura!

Body as Sword Lu Yang once again clashed with Meng Jingzhou.

Not far away, Old Ma leaned against a tree, chewing on straw, watching the inhuman Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou uttering nonsensical phrases, thinking that their fighting methods were perhaps a little perverse?

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