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Yet, as the battle unfolds, one cannot help but be startled to discover the depth of Su Mo’s mastery over the Ziyang Divine Palm, the Three Suns Burning Heart Palm, and the Great Opening Sun Dispersal Hand—his skill seems as though honed through decades of dedicated practice.
Beyond that, Su Mo’s Fist Technique, which emerges from time to time, proves to be the most troublesome.
With his profound Inner Strength, each punch converges into a relentless onslaught, leaving the opponent virtually no room to evade.
If it weren’t for relying on the [Infinite Ghost Body] from the Youquan Scripture to barely manage, the last vestiges of my Immortal True Qi would have already been completely shattered by Su Mo!
At this very moment, even as the Youquan Sect master.
Who has roamed Jianghu for decades, unchallenged.
I can only feel utter despair!
How… how should I continue this fight?
Lost in a trance, I suddenly see Su Mo swiftly retreat.
He leaps and lands on the roof eaves not far away.
“Hmm?”
The Youquan Sect master looks up sharply at Su Mo: “What are you doing?”
With doubt in his words, a sudden epiphany strikes his heart.
“I see, I see!
“Although Su Mo is highly skilled in martial arts, he is still young after all.
“Can such prowess really last?
“After all, it is my decades of arduous cultivation that has the upper hand, in addition to the various Secret Techniques within the Youquan Scripture.
“Even though my Immortal True Qi is damaged and on the verge of collapse.
“But after all, I have survived the most perilous encounter.
“This very moment is the perfect opportunity to slay him!!”
As thoughts rapidly flicker through his mind, he sees Su Mo smile slightly:
“The Youquan Scripture of the Sect Hierarch is indeed extraordinary.
“Having once seen the Fenxue, Blood Transformation, Blood Condensation three commands, joining forces to deploy the Xuehai Unlimited Scripture in the Xuanji Valley.
“Already opened my eyes to marvels, and today seeing the Sect Hierarch in action is even more mystical and wondrous, truly admirable!
“If it were up to me, I surely would love to witness more of the exquisite techniques within the Youquan Scripture.
“Alas, I currently have urgent matters at hand and cannot afford to waste too much time on the Sect Hierarch…”
“Boastful talk!!”
While spitting out blood, the Youquan Sect master coldly says:
“I’ve roamed the world for decades, now I really want to see what other capabilities you have!
“Oh, yes, they said in the Xuanji Valley that you executed the three commands with a single sword stroke. Do you now wish to combat me with your Swordsmanship?”
“Ha ha ha!”
Su Mo laughs heartily: “The Swordsmanship is not worth mentioning, and the Sect Hierarch has unfortunately no fate to witness it.
“Not long ago, I was taught by the Grandmaster the essence of the Ziyang Sect Martial Arts, and I have gained some insights into the Ziyang Divine Palm.
“I’ve been struggling to find someone to try it on, now it’s just perfect to invite the Sect Hierarch to judge…”
“The Ziyang Divine Palm?”
The Youquan Sect master suppresses the tumultuous blood energy and swallows it back into his stomach:
“It’s nothing but trivial play, how could it possibly trouble me?”
Losing the fight doesn’t mean losing the spirit; he, the great Youquan Sect master, even in true dread of Su Mo.
Was nearly beaten to death by Su Mo.
At this moment, could not admit it.
Moreover, just talking about the Ziyang Divine Palm, he has at least a dozen ways to break it.
Even if Su Mo’s Inner Strength is profound, to a degree unmatched in history, relying solely on this set of martial arts, to think of killing him, that’s delusional!
As for any other insights?
That is simply laughable.
If you say Su Mo has had some fortune to acquire such Inner Strength, that’s plausible.
But to say that at his young age, he could establish novelty in the field of Martial Arts, it’s completely absurd.
In fact, at his age, to be able to execute the Ziyang Divine Palm to such a degree of Mastery, is already commendable.
Thus, the Youquan Sect master simply assumes that Su Mo is at the end of his rope, trying to contend with him through words.
Yet, he can’t help but consider, is Su Mo just buying time!?
Thinking this, he plans to strike first, when he sees Su Mo smiling indifferently:
“Since that’s the case, please, Sect Hierarch…take care!”
Upon saying this, Su Mo’s feet erupt with a purple glow, and he is already in mid-air.
His movement technique is like Shadow Shifting, his Divine Skills profound.
The Youquan Sect master’s eyes narrow slightly: “Purple Qi Comes from the East, mere child’s play!”
No sooner has the voice fallen, then in mid-air, Su Mo’s hands cross and separate, and between the two palms, a surge of purple Qi fills the air.
Indeed, it is the Ziyang Divine Palm.
The Youquan Sect master wants to ridicule again, but feels a wave of heat rushing towards him.
Looking up, he sees the rich and extreme Pure Yang Inner Power enveloped in the purple Qi, making Su Mo like a purple sun amid the heavens and the earth.
With its illuminating radiance, the aura generated makes it almost impossible for the Youquan Sect master to make a move!
He just wants to curse!
This is the Ziyang Divine Palm?
Where is the time for complacency now?
The Youquan Scripture is swiftly activated, blood energy winding around his body.
Suddenly turning, a series of white Shadows fly out from his body.
They are numerous ghastly white masks, each with a different expression.
Earlier, when exchanging palms with Zhuo Dongming, he used these masks as his Assassins.
But now, in this critical moment, dozens of masks fly out.
Even the one on his face is flung away.
Revealing a visage marred with mottled bloodstains.
Dozens of masks, each harbouring tremendous Inner Strength, converge from dozens of directions towards Su Mo in mid-air.
However, before these dozens of masks can reach Su Mo, barely touching the winds of his palm,
They are already incinerated by the Pure Yang Inner Power.
The Inner Strength covered by them is like a castle in the sky, a moon reflected in the well.
Utterly meaningless.
But this was just a tactic to buy time.
The next moment, the blood color around the Youquan Sect master converges into a point, even the blood color on his face fades entirely.