Chu Xingchen's expression was indifferent, a faint blue light shimmering between his brows as he slashed forward with the flowing water-like sword.
At the moment of collision, Chu Xingchen overwhelmed Li Moze with absolute momentum.
Li Moze's reaction speed was fast, but his hasty defense couldn't compare to Chu Xingchen's premeditated strike.
Everything in Chu Xingchen's gaze was submerged by the water from this single slash.
Terrible power surged from every drop wantonly annihilating everything before it.
Just as the Shui Xin Jing said—water is the very source and essence of heaven and earth.
But the next moment, a brilliant white light pierced through the water constructed from pure spiritual energy power.
An extremely pure Daoist rhythm manifested. The long sword crossed all obstacles, and in a flash of light, Chu Xingchen was blasted away.
Li Moze stood in the air without pursuing, his spiritual energy surging around him. The Daoist rhythm of a Great Perfection cultivator was fully visible on him. He looked at the blasted-away Chu Xingchen with an inscrutable expression.
Although he had been somewhat unfairly defeated, defeat was defeat. Moreover, the illusion technique was extremely clever.
He had thought this was an evil cultivator of righteous and upright energy, but never expected it to be an illusion.
But... I held back at the end. How could this kid be sent flying so far?
The next moment, several stars in the sky suddenly brightened sharply, followed by a figure flashing through.
Li Moze reacted quickly. Glancing over, several barriers instantly formed while he backhanded with his sword to block.
Lü Xuan's fist wind stirred up brilliant light, like stars in his hand, shattering layer after layer of barriers.
Li Moze's expression turned slightly grave. The Daoist rhythm in the fist wind manifested; undoubtedly, this punch was held nothing back.
The next moment, just as Chu Xingchen had been blasted away, Li Moze was sent flying by Lü Xuan's punch.
Compared to Chu Xingchen being blasted away, Li Moze's figure slightly twisted as he re-established himself in the air.
But Lü Xuan hesitated not at all, pressing forward while several star-like lights suddenly flashed behind him. Another unrestrained punch smashed toward Li Moze.
Li Moze's spiritual energy surged around him as his sword transformed into a rainbow light to block ahead.
Lü Xuan's fist seemed to turn into stars, violent spiritual energy rolling as he said coldly:
"At your age, can't you accept defeat after losing? You can rely on your cultivation to slash him with a sword, but I'm supposed to act as if nothing happened? Then what's the point of being a sect leader! Take these two punches first!"
Li Moze's figure retreated as several rainbow lights behind him sealed off Lü Xuan, but they were shattered by Lü Xuan's two punches as he pursued relentlessly.
He explained quickly: "I already held back. The blast was just from slightly too much force; I didn't use spiritual energy penetration. He's unharmed."
Lü Xuan snorted coldly: "You stand still and let me punch you flying too. I bet he'll be unharmed as well!"
Li Moze's brow furrowed. As he raised a hand to block, he continued: "If you don't believe me, go check on that kid first. If he's injured, I'll gladly take your two punches. As the leader of the Xuanqing Tian Sect, I wouldn't do something like that."
Lü Xuan said nothing. He first smashed down with a punch, forcing Li Moze, who was purely on the defensive, to retreat several zhang before speaking: "Fine. If that kid has lost even a little bit of skin, don't bother explaining to me. Go explain to Bai Xuanling and see if she'll buy it."
Hearing this, Li Moze looked somewhat helpless but could only nod helplessly in agreement.
Seeing this, Lü Xuan retracted his fist first, his figure flashing toward where Chu Xingchen had been sent flying.
For a Great Perfection cultivator, this distance was just a breath away.
Lü Xuan and Li Moze's figures landed almost simultaneously, their gazes locking onto a small pit where Chu Xingchen seemed to have just struggled to his feet.
Chu Xingchen coughed lightly. Although Li Moze's sword had been spectacular, what landed on him was pure force.
But it had to be said, the brute force of a Great Perfection cultivator was somewhat exaggerated.
Although exaggerated, if Chu Xingchen had wanted, he probably wouldn't have been blasted so far; at most, he would have retreated a few steps.
But Chu Xingchen felt there was some pent-up frustration in Li Moze's sword.
After all was said and done, whoever moved first was in the wrong. Although Lü Xuan had always seemed quite reasonable in their interactions, Bai Xuanling having Lü Xuan come alone to accompany him represented that this seemingly reasonable-looking leader of the Tianyan Sect would never let him be at a disadvantage.
If he was going to be at a disadvantage, Bai Xuanling would definitely have come to oversee things herself.
Chu Xingchen panted heavily, his gaze looking somewhat pitifully at Lü Xuan, his expression as if wanting to speak but hesitating, then he coughed heavily again.
Lü Xuan's gaze turned cold toward Li Moze, as if questioning—what else do you have to say?
"Are you anywhere uncomfortable?" Li Moze stepped forward, asking, "Do you need me to take a look? If you're injured anywhere, the healing pills of the Xuanqing Tian Sect are second to none."
Lü Xuan snorted coldly: "The Tianyan Sect isn't so poor that we're after your healing pills. I've looked left and right; the one who needs healing pills is you."
Hearing Lü Xuan's barbed words, Li Moze was momentarily speechless. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by someone getting up.
Hearing this, Chu Xingchen covered his chest, standing up with difficulty before cupping his hands: "Thank you for your concern, Sect Leader Li. I'm fine, just some minor injuries. In the end, I was presumptuous and got carried away. Your techniques are truly divine, Leader Li. I accept my defeat willingly."
Hearing this, Li Moze's expression froze. The kid's words were polite, but they somehow sounded irritating to the ear.
Lü Xuan snorted coldly, placing a hand on Chu Xingchen's wrist. Without probing with his divine sense, he could still perceive the extent of the injuries quite simply.
Bounding around as if nothing was wrong—this little performance was all an act.
But Lü Xuan's brow immediately furrowed as his icy gaze fell upon Li Moze.
Meanwhile, Xu Jin and Yuyang Daozi had already begun displaying their divine techniques, each unleashing their own techniques relentlessly.
In the Water Veil arena, it was hard to see the two figures; all that could be seen were the various divine techniques striking each other.
The surrounding arena formation's light glowed intensely, and several Xuanqing Tian Sect members began to maintain the formation separately.
Just in case the two in the middle decided their victory or defeat before the end, the arena formation wouldn't be blasted away.
It also showed the outrageousness of the core disciples of the Eighteen Immortal Sects.
Yan Yun observed seriously, then suddenly turned his head. He saw his own master and Chu Xingchen walking over slowly.
His master's face showed a hint of resentment, while Chu Xingchen clutched his chest, looking as if he had suffered internal injuries.
Yan Yun was about to ask what was happening when he saw his master walk straight toward Bai Xuanling as if he had something important to discuss.
Chu Xingchen, clutching his chest, sat down in his own position beside him.
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