NOVPUBDamn, capsized in a gutter!?
That was Wang Qi's first reaction.
The cultivator behind him was not a hastily trained early-stage Foundation Establishment practitioner, but rather a late-stage one, and among the Intermediate Skill Cultivators, he was considered elite, having mastered a bit of the true Martial Arts Fist Intent.
However, compared to Chen Feng's simulated 'Martial Arts Fist Intent,' this true Martial Arts Fist Intent was hardly impressive. Wang Qi's astonishment lasted only a moment. He then hunched his shoulders, sprang against the wall, dodged the combined attack of the crowd, and immediately turned around to strike with his palm, clashing with the late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator's punch!
"Boom!"
The Heavenly Entropy Technique, lacking full strength, couldn't unleash its power capable of persisting until the universe's thermal death, creating merely a wave of high temperatures instead. The ice flower dragon crumbled into spirals of steam upon contact with the high heat. Wang Qi was pressed against the wall by the opponent's fist strength, his spine nearly cracking, while the late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator hastily retreated to dissipate the mysterious mana.
It was at this moment that the triple-layered Cold River Net trapped the Kun Mountain Sword. Under the lead of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, five Foundation Establishment cultivators surrounded Wang Qi.
Wang Qi wasn't annoyed by the loss of his weapon, but instead tapped his finger thoughtfully on the wall, "A 'Convenient Plot Development Barrier,' cutting off Spirit Sense and Mana Power Intent, and then, this is a deserted alley... Revenge? Which one of you?"
The leading late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator sneered, "It doesn't matter who we are. What's important is that you remember, the Piaoyun Chen Clan is not to be trifled with."
"Piaoyun Chen Clan? Who's that?" Wang Qi asked earnestly, causing the morale of the ranting leader to deflate. Frustrated, the leader demanded, "Goddamn it, have you even forgotten what you did?"
"The day you met Chen Feng!" Zhen Chan reminded from within the ring.
Only then did Wang Qi vaguely recall that on that day, he had indeed helped two Outer Disciples from Tianling Ridge out of trouble, seemingly having beaten someone up. But in recent days, his life had been filled with significant events, such as joining Chen Feng's Empirical Department, the Godel Completeness Theorem, and the secrets of the stars. He felt that there was no need to remember such trivial matters, so he had simply forgotten about it.
Seeing Wang Qi's sudden realization, the leader trembled with rage, "You bastard... This is Divine Capital, not the Wanfa Sect, and certainly not the Immortal Alliance Main Temple! You are just an Outer Disciple of Wanfa Sect! Not of the Inner Sect! Not a True Inheritor! With your status, you don't have the ability to swagger under the feet of the Emperor!"
Wang Qi pointed to his nose, asking, "Are you sure? Even if I am an Outer Disciple of Wanfa Sect, that's still not something you hastily trained failures can compare with."
"Us failures? Heh." The leader laughed, "We have also beaten up Wanfa Sect cultivators before. What can you do without your swords? I've heard that last year, a True Inheritor of Wanfa Sect died at the hands of an Ancient Method Practitioner because he lost his sword—we'll give you a good beating, and you'll know what's up! Brothers, together now!"
However, they didn't notice the rare glint of ferocity in Wang Qi's eyes.
It was rare for a True Inheritor to fall, since below the Golden Core Stage, even in the eyes of the Immortal Alliance, one would hardly count as combat strength, and after the Primordial Spirit stage, the status of True Inheritor was automatically revoked. It seemed there had been one recent incident.
You bastard... daring to mock that incident in front of me...
If someone insulted Wang Qi, he would listen carefully, then decide whether to treat it as a joke based on the person's status and intelligence. But someone taking that matter as a joke...
The leader suddenly felt the Qi Fortune of the Wanfa Sect kid opposite him dissipate, and his body crazily flickered with black and white light.
Is he panicking and going all out?
The leader planned to mock Wang Qi's fighting spirit when he was beating him up. Just at that moment, Wang Qi's eyes became empty, and he stretched out his right hand toward the leader.
The Leader still kept a cautious eye on the Modern Cultivator, planning to use his fist to smash through and, if successful, to break the bastard's arm bone. Suddenly, though, the trace of Wang Qi's right hand vanished from his eyesight.
Wang Qi's right wrist, following the Impermanence Sky Changing Style, twisted twice and flipped over, extending against the Leader's arm in a fluid motion. This movement was illusory and substantial, making it impossible to predict the course of the palm strike through direct sensation. It wasn't until Wang Qi's hand reached the Leader's face that the Leader realized and pressed his hands down, attempting to use his stronger mana to snap Wang Qi's elbow.
But he was too late. Wang Qi's naturally curled palm suddenly turned into a 'Two Dragons Snatch the Pearl', digging at the Leader's eyes.
The Leader only felt a pain in his eyes, and then he could see nothing at all. Wang Qi's penetrating fingers had even damaged the retina, touching the soft nerves behind it.
"Ah! Ahhh! Ah!" The Leader let out a miserable cry, and the Martial Arts Fist Intent that had been as refined as a dragon suddenly became violent. Wang Qi even felt a faint smell of blood in the air around them.
But it was useless.
Different from Chen Feng's pseudo Martial Arts Fist Intent, which directly affected the soul and manipulated others' will using the soul, the true Martial Arts Fist Intent was really just an original Suggestion Technique.
The Leader forgot the task, forgot the distinction between friend and foe, forgot everything. Now, the only thought in his heart was to kill the opponent.
With his visual organs damaged, Spiritual Sense began to compensate, taking charge of the Leader's perception. For a Cultivator, Spiritual Sense is even more intuitive than vision, so destroying the eyeball doesn't have much practical significance in a fight. However, the Leader soon realized this was the beginning of his desperation.
Wang Qi's presence was scattered. After it affected the Spiritual Sense, it made the Leader "see" that Wang Qi stood everywhere around him, omnipresent.
Incorporating the Gauss Diffusion Formula into the flow of mana was not difficult for Wang Qi.
Desperate, the Leader forcefully punched forward. The Book of Geometry, which had already been fully opened, captured the trajectory of this punch, and with a slight dodge, Wang Qi avoided the Leader's furious strike. Wang Qi's right hand was still stuck in the Leader's eye socket, gripping it firmly. His body led his right hand. The Leader only felt severe pain in his eyes as he was involuntarily dragged by Wang Qi.
"Ahhhhh!"
The Leader let out a desperate beast-like howl, his body was covered with a layer of frost, and ice crystals splashed in an attempt to use Protective Gang Qi to repel Wang Qi. Wang Qi pressed down with his fingers, holding tight to the eye socket. The Leader, in pain, was led forward by Wang Qi.
The other four rapid-advancement Cultivators finally reacted and cursed as they charged toward Wang Qi. Wang Qi calmly closed his eyes. He felt the position of the Leader, the flow of True Qi, the positions of the other quickly established Foundational Cultivators all appeared in his heart, turning into pure geometric models.
Then, he took a step forward and met the enemy with his back. The Leader, now blind, couldn't help but swing out a punch because of the intense pain. Wang Qi pressed down with his right hand and his shoulder shrank. The Leader's clenched head scraped past his neck, and the Ice Dragon slipped out of his hand, hitting his own subordinate.
The Leader, guided by the tactile feedback, knew the position of Wang Qi's head and swung his fists. Wang Qi kicked off the wall, hanging upside down in the air, his fingers still pressing on the Leader's eye socket. The Leader involuntarily knelt on the ground, his punch also going awry, hitting two other subordinates squarely.
The Leader went crazy. He no longer held back and threw punches like a tempest. Wang Qi, however, was one step ahead, withdrawing his fingers and spinning a circle in mid-air, his left foot fiercely kicking the back of the Leader's head.
Then, the last subordinate collided with the Leader's frenzied fists.
————————————————————————
If you could... please give me a recommendation ticket...
