Chapter 66: New Martial Art

Facing Facing Cang Luo ignored the idle gossip and reproachful glares from the Xuantian Gate disciples, as well as the mocking expressions on the faces of the Kong Sheng Academy, directly recalled his beast companion Erha, then rose and walked toward Long Zhantian.

The beast companion Erha should not fight anymore; otherwise, such unrestrained consumption of Yuan power would inevitably arouse suspicion.

The martial contest has reached this stage; having offended the opponent terribly and even exposed the trump card Erha prematurely, Facing Facing Cang Luo did not want to end it just like that.

At the very least, he wanted to try whether he possessed the strength to fight someone at the peak of the Warrior Stage 9.

Just now, during the time he pretended to recover his Yuan power, Facing Facing Cang Luo suddenly thought of a new move that could slightly enhance the power of the Thunderous Palm, and he would use Long Zhantian to test its might.

"Didn't you want me to let you have three moves? I'll give you three moves; if I cannot injure you, then I will directly admit defeat."

This was what Facing Facing Cang Luo thought: getting three free hits, not hitting for free would be a waste; hit and then run.

On the opposite side, Long Zhantian, with a gloomy face, also guessed Facing Facing Cang Luo's thoughts.

"Hmph! A worthless trash who doesn't know death; you want to admit defeat after finishing three moves? Will I give you the chance?"

Long Zhantian decided that after Facing Facing Cang Luo finished his third move, he would absolutely not give him the chance to admit defeat, but would directly use thunderous means to beat him half to death!

At this moment, Facing Facing Cang Luo had already arrived less than two meters in front of Long Zhantian; looking at the opponent's height, which was a head taller than his own, and his burly physique, he couldn't help but sigh that the physical constitution of warriors on the Yuanwu Continent was several times stronger than people on Earth.

Facing Facing Cang Luo glanced around at the disciples of both schools; they were all fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys and girls, with the males generally over 1.7 meters tall and having robust figures.

Of course, there were exceptions, such as the fatty Wang Fuhai.

As for the females, each had fair skin and beauty, with balanced bodies; a few were even incredibly hot, with curves that made Facing Facing Cang Luo's heart itch.

"Girls, you are only in high school on Earth too, so why does every single one of you look like a model?"

"How can the male disciples possibly hold back?"

Facing Facing Cang Luo had long heard Li Zhanxing say that many female servant disciples in Xuantian Town were willing to sell their bodies for a little cultivation resource.

"Maybe I should find a chance to go check out Xuantian Town?"

"Now that I am an outer sect disciple with a Warrior Stage 7 cultivation, should I go and guide the junior sisters who haven't become warriors yet?"

"Perhaps they don't even know where the Lower Dantian is located."

"Junior sister, come on, lift your clothes, and senior brother will show you the location of the Lower Dantian..."

Shaking his head to end the fantasy, Facing Facing Cang Luo said calmly: "Senior Brother Long, we have had many misunderstandings today; I hope that after the martial contest ends, we can continue to drink wine and enjoy ourselves."

Long Zhantian looked down at Facing Facing Cang Luo and was simply too disdainful to speak.

Facing Facing Cang Luo took it lightly, smiling faintly: "Thank you, Senior Brother Long, for letting your junior brother have three moves; your junior brother is about to make a move!"

Long Zhantian sneered lightly, still not speaking, but secretly circulating his Yuan Wheel to gather Yuan power to protect his body.

Facing Facing Cang Luo frowned; due to being too close to Long Zhantian, he could almost feel the surging Yuan power within the opponent's body constantly boiling and expanding, with a faint sign of breaking out of the body.

At this moment, Facing Facing Cang Luo truly felt how overwhelmingly strong Long Zhantian was; at the peak of the Warrior Stage 9, only one step away from the Warrior General cultivation, the Yuan power within his body was about to condense into Gang Qi.

Warriors cultivate the body, their combat means are single, and they almost rely on close-quarters body combat to kill.

Warrior Generals can condense Yuan power into Gang Qi and fight using Gang Qi; the power increases significantly compared to direct fist and foot attacks, comparable to ordinary swords and blades.

Those with cultivation above Warrior General also mostly fight using Gang Qi; of course, the higher the cultivation, the stronger the Gang Qi, and the more varied its changes.

Warriors with Master cultivation can form a layer of body-protecting Gang Qi on their surface.

Warriors with Spirit cultivation can have Gang Qi leave the body to attack; from here on, martial arts undergo a qualitative change, and strength improves earth-shatteringly...

Just now, the green Gang Wind that Long Zhantian slashed out while holding the Grade Two Rune Long Sword was actually one of the application methods of Gang Qi by a Warrior Spirit cultivator, which could be called Sword Qi Slash.

Of course, the Sword Qi slashed out by the Green Gang Wind Array inscribed on the Grade Two Rune Long Sword is definitely not as strong as that of a Warrior Spirit cultivator.

Facing Facing Cang Luo took a deep breath, stepped forward two paces, slightly bent his waist and assumed a horse stance, then drove his Yuan Wheel to gather Thunder-attribute Yuan power and circulate the Thunderous Palm.

He shouted lightly: "First move!"

As soon as the words fell, Facing Facing Cang Luo struck out with a palm, slapping the spot just below Long Zhantian's chest.

However, this palm, besides producing a dull thud, caused no effective damage to Long Zhantian at all.

Long Zhantian stood motionless, still standing proudly, looking down at Facing Facing Cang Luo with disdain, and smiled faintly: "The first move is already over? Use more strength."

Now, Long Zhantian already felt that this martial contest was firmly in his pocket; Facing Facing Cang Luo's palm just now only made his chest feel a bit numb for an instant, but it was quickly dispersed by the body-protecting Yuan power.

Behind the two, the group from Kong Sheng Academy let out a series of light laughs, while the people from Xuantian Gate sighed; both sides clearly saw that Facing Facing Cang Luo was absolutely no match for Long Zhantian.

Facing Facing Cang Luo's expression remained cold, unaffected by external factors, and he once again gathered Thunder-attribute Yuan power to circulate the Thunderous Palm.

This time, the Thunder-attribute Yuan power he gathered was thirty percent more than before; in other words, the power was thirty percent stronger.

Facing Facing Cang Luo's Lower Dantian possessed three types of Yuan power: the Thunder-attribute Yuan power absorbed by the Thunder Qi Art, the Yang-attribute Yuan power absorbed by the Meiti Shengong, and the non-attribute Yuan power provided by the Satellite.

Among them, the Thunder-attribute Yuan power was the least, accounting for less than twenty percent of the total, because Facing Facing Cang Luo had rarely cultivated the Thunder Qi Art, a Yellow Grade Low-Grade mental technique.

At this moment, although there was still a little Thunder-attribute Yuan power, it could no longer charge the Thunderous Palm; this extra thirty percent of Thunder-attribute Yuan power was already the limit for charging the Thunderous Palm.

The maximum power of the Thunderous Palm stops here.

Who said the Thunderous Palm is just a Yellow Grade Low-Grade martial art?

After charging was complete, Facing Facing Cang Luo struck out with a palm again, still slapping Long Zhantian's chest; the momentum was magnificent, and the buzzing sound of electric shocks could be vaguely heard.

Long Zhantian let out a muffled groan, his expression changed slightly, and he shifted his left foot back half a step.

Obviously, Facing Facing Cang Luo's limit Thunderous Palm caused a little damage to him, but that was all; it did not break through his defense.

"It hurts a bit," Long Zhantian said with a light laugh as he patted his chest, then added with some confusion: "Your Yuan power recovered a bit too fast..."

Long Zhantian couldn't help but be confused; Facing Facing Cang Luo was only at the Warrior Stage 7, so logically, after summoning the beast companion once, his Yuan power should have been exhausted, leaving him unable to fight.

But now, he actually still had Yuan power to perform the Thunderous Palm, and the power was not bad.

Was it that the Yuan power recovery speed was fast?

Or was it that the Yuan power reserve was large?

Long Zhantian thought for a moment, combining the martial contest between Sima Ling and Facing Facing Cang Luo in the previous round where Facing Facing Cang Luo broke the True Yang Fist with strength; finally, he concluded that Facing Facing Cang Luo's Yuan power reserve was larger than that of an ordinary warrior.

Without thinking much further, he continued: "I've let you have two moves; there is still the last one."

Having said that, Long Zhantian secretly circulated the Spring and Autumn Palm Technique, preparing to counterattack immediately after Facing Facing Cang Luo finished his third move, to cripple him and not give the opponent a chance to admit defeat.

Facing Facing Cang Luo said nothing; although he felt a bit uneasy in his heart, his face remained calm; he turned his head to look at the people of Xuantian Gate, who still wore expressions of worry and reproach.

He glanced again at Xiang Xiang Yunjiao in the crowd; Xiang Xiang Yunjiao was the only person Facing Facing Cang Luo cared about on the Yuanwu Continent.

On the first day of his transmigration, he had impulsively teased her, then Chen Dahu provoked him, and Xiang Xiang Yunjiao had stepped forward to save him...

Facing Facing Cang Luo was a person who knew gratitude.

However, on the Yuanwu Continent where martial prowess reigned supreme, without strength, everything was empty talk.

Thinking of this, Facing Facing Cang Luo's gaze shifted from slightly lost to resolute, even somewhat ruthless.

Long Zhantian sensed the change in Facing Facing Cang Luo's aura, his heart stirred slightly, and he immediately shouted: "Strike quickly!"

Facing Facing Cang Luo turned around, still saying nothing, glanced lightly at Chen Dahu, and said in his heart: "Today, you, Long Zhantian, shall be the stepping stone for me, Facing Facing Cang Luo, on the path of the martial arts!"

Having spoken, Facing Facing Cang Luo suddenly activated Meiti Shengong; his blood instantly boiled, his skin began to heat up, and the burning blood and cells caused Facing Facing Cang Luo's strength to surge several times over in an instant.

In this moment, Facing Facing Cang Luo seemed divinely aided, capable of fighting a Warrior Stage 9!

After activating Meiti Shengong, Facing Facing Cang Luo once again channeled the Thunder-Running Palm.

Inside the Lower Dantian, the remaining lightning-attribute yuan power all gathered into his right palm; within the meridians, the lightning-attribute yuan power constantly emitted a sizzling sound, poised to strike.

Once the lightning-attribute yuan power had fully charged the Thunder-Running Palm, Facing Facing Cang Luo drove the Yuan Wheel again.

This time, Facing Facing Cang Luo used the Earth-Grade Upper-Rank mental art Meiti Shengong to drive the Yuan Wheel; seven milky-white gaseous Yuan Wheels spun violently within the Lower Dantian, frantically churning the yang-attribute yuan power absorbed by Meiti Shengong.

Next, the yang-attribute yuan power surged wildly into the right palm along the meridians, charging the Thunder-Running Palm.

At the same time, the neutral-attribute yuan power provided by the Satellite also began to surge wildly into the right palm, charging the Thunder-Running Palm.

The yuan power of three attributes fused intensely within the meridians of the right forearm and right palm, undergoing a qualitative transformation...

Under Facing Facing Cang Luo's internal vision, the three faint blue electric currents originally in the forearm, after fusing with the orange yang-attribute yuan power and the milky-white neutral-attribute yuan power, had turned faint purple.

The three faint purple electric currents crackled within the meridians, nearly bursting from the body, causing the fine hairs on the arm to stand on end...

Originally, yang-attribute yuan power could not charge the Thunder-Running Palm, a lightning-attribute martial technique.

Because apart from clashing with yin-attribute yuan power, yang-attribute yuan power had no clashing or generating relationship with any other attribute of yuan power, thus it could not charge the Thunder-Running Palm.

However, Facing Facing Cang Luo discovered that the neutral-attribute yuan power provided by the Satellite could actually fuse yang-attribute yuan power and lightning-attribute yuan power.

Regarding this discovery, Facing Facing Cang Luo did not know if it was good or bad, but he supposed it was good.

At the very least, it had created a brand-new Thunder-Running Palm.

No, it should no longer be called the Thunder-Running Palm now.

Facing Facing Cang Luo thought for a moment, then suddenly shouted: "Dragon-Slaying Palm!"

The moment the words fell, Facing Facing Cang Luo's right palm struck instantly; the Dragon-Slaying Palm, fused with yuan power of three attributes, broke through all obstacles, smashing onto Long Zhantian's chest with the force of a thunderous storm.

Boom!

A deafening roar erupted; the bones in Facing Facing Cang Luo's right forearm could not withstand the power of the Dragon-Slaying Palm and snapped instantly.

As for Long Zhantian, he had long been blasted away by the Dragon-Slaying Palm in utter shock, falling to the ground unable to rise, blood gushing wildly from his mouth.

Facing Facing Cang Luo grunted, felt excruciating pain in his right arm, immediately stopped channeling Meiti Shengong, began healing his wounds with infinite yuan power, then looked at the fallen Long Zhantian and roared: "Three moves have passed; Senior Brother Long, do you dare to fight again?!"

No one answered; the entire arena was silent!

After a while, two disciples from the Kong Sheng Academy ran out, quickly reaching Long Zhantian's side, and found him unable to speak due to his pain.

After a thorough check, one of them said in shock: "Senior Brother Murong, Senior Brother Long's chest bones are almost... all shattered!"

Hearing this, Murong Ye swiftly flashed to Long Zhantian's side, took a pill from his storage ring, stuffed it into his mouth, then channeled his energy to heal him.

At this moment, the members of the Profound Tianmen finally snapped out of their shock, looking at the fallen Long Zhantian, then at Facing Facing Cang Luo, whose right arm was clearly severely injured.

Some were discussing what martial technique Facing Facing Cang Luo's Dragon-Slaying Palm was just now, which had blasted away Long Zhantian, a Warrior Stage 9 peak cultivator, causing him to spew blood and shatter his chest bones with a single palm strike.

Xuan Qingqing came to Facing Facing Cang Luo's side, glanced at him in surprise, then grabbed his right arm; immediately her embroidered brows furrowed tightly, and she quickly took a bone-healing healing pill from her storage ring and made Facing Facing Cang Luo swallow it.

Facing Facing Cang Luo swallowed the pill in one gulp, endured the pain, and smiled: "Senior Sister, this junior has not failed his mission and has not brought shame to the Profound Tianmen!"