Chapter 73: Liu Tianxing, Gao Sheng

The Feng Lin Huo Shan group watched the martial arts match video, staring at the Immortal Sword in Long Zhantian's hand, silently cheering for him.

As fellow Huaxia people, they ought to have cheered for Cang Luo, yet now, quite a few hoped Cang Luo would lose.

These people were overcome with jealousy: jealous that Cang Luo had transmigrated, jealous that Cang Luo had become a Wu Shi, jealous that Cang Luo had earned millions of dollars merely by selling videos...

Jealousy makes people lose their reason and forget their faith!

If Cang Luo, who is in the Yuanwu Continent, knew that a group of Huaxia people he had never met wished for him to lose to Long Zhantian, what would he think?

At this moment, the video screen jumped again; Long Zhantian suddenly tossed aside the Immortal Sword, Cang Luo recalled his beast pet, the two exchanged a few words, and after speaking, Cang Luo walked toward Long Zhantian.

Just as everyone was confused about what they intended to do, Cang Luo suddenly struck with a palm, hitting Long Zhantian's chest; Long Zhantian did not dodge or evade, yet remained unharmed.

Everyone understood then: it turned out Long Zhantian intended to fulfill his initial promise, standing still and letting Cang Luo have three moves, giving Bai Bai three hits for free.

With this first move finished, Long Zhantian was completely fine, his expression calm and carefree; Cang Luo had been utterly defeated.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

This was the peak cultivation of Warrior Stage 9; standing still and letting a Warrior Stage 7 strike him, yet remaining completely unscathed.

Li Weiguo frowned and asked, "How many jin was that palm strike just now from Xiao Cang?"

Zhang Baojia and Leng Jian said nothing, but the secretary behind them replied, "According to the data provided by Cang Luo, when he was at Warrior Stage 4, his full-force strike could reach five hundred jin; now it is estimated to be eight hundred jin."

"Eight hundred jin!?"

Everyone sucked in a sharp breath; eight hundred jin of force striking Long Zhantian, yet he remained completely unharmed?

Just how strong was Long Zhantian?

Just how strong was the peak of Warrior Stage 9?

Just as everyone was shocked, Cang Luo struck out a second palm, which appeared significantly stronger than the first; Long Zhantian was struck and retreated slightly.

Zhang Baojia exclaimed in shock, "This time it must be a thousand jin, right? The peak boxer Tyson was probably just like this, but could Tyson withstand a thousand-jin punch without a scratch?"

Li Weiguo shook his head and said with immense solemnity, "The peak boxer Tyson could be called the strongest individual on Earth; such people are few and far between on the entire planet.

And the Yuanwu Continent, judging by the data provided by Cang Luo, has about ten million Wu Shi, where even the weakest Wu Shi can instantly kill the strongest boxer on Earth..."

The Wu Shi of the Yuanwu Continent are very powerful!

And very dangerous!

Li Weiguo no longer knew what to say, feeling only deep helplessness; facing such powerful enemies, how could Earth resist?

Use nuclear weapons to destroy each other?

Zhang Baojia took a deep breath and suddenly said, "Contact Cang Luo immediately, tell him to keep a low profile in the Yuanwu Continent, do not provoke conflicts with people from other worlds; his most important task now is to provide intelligence for Earth.

Why fight martial arts? What if he gets beaten to death?"

Speaking, he paused and added, "To use your young people's words: don't act cool; acting cool gets you struck by lightning!"

He said this specifically to certain staff members behind him.

These Feng Lin Huo Shan staff members behind him were all young talents of Huaxia, the future pillars of Huaxia; they were indeed very excellent, but they also had flaws.

They were simply too young; each had ambitions higher than the sky, were too impulsive, loved to show off, just like Cang Luo.

Having become Wu Shi only a few days ago, they already thought about dueling Wu Shi from other worlds? Did they really think they were the protagonists?

Zhang Baojia looked at Cang Luo in the video, who was preparing to strike the third palm; he let out a cold snort without changing his expression, and just as he wanted to say something else, his eyes suddenly widened.

In the video, Cang Luo struck out the third palm; Long Zhantian was violently blasted backward, fell to the ground spitting blood, and did not rise for a long time.

The fourth video ended here.

At this moment, the silence was terrifying; the Feng Lin Huo Shan group all looked utterly bewildered, as if they had witnessed something incredible.

After a long while, Li Weiguo shouted loudly, "Rewind!"

The video began to rewind, frame by frame.

Everyone watched it again and again; the more they watched, the stranger it seemed, the more shocked they became; Cang Luo's first two palms had been unable to do anything to Long Zhantian, so why did the third palm suddenly increase in power so drastically, blasting Long Zhantian away with a single strike?

Were the first two palms feigning weakness? Was the third palm his true strength?

Or was the third palm somehow special?

Li Weiguo asked in confusion, "How many jin was that palm strike?"

Zhang Baojia did not answer; he was currently thinking about a question.

He remembered Cang Luo had said not long ago that Wu Shi cultivators mainly focus on body tempering, absorbing Yuan Power to condense it, forming a Yuan Wheel, and strengthening the body.

The more Yuan Power one has, and the purer it is, the stronger the body becomes, and the greater the strength.

Because Wu Shi cannot condense Gang Qi, their combat methods are singular; it is a contest of the strength and quantity of Yuan Power; whoever has more substantial and purer Yuan Power is stronger.

That is to say, it is very difficult for a Wu Shi cultivator to challenge someone of a higher realm; practitioners of the same realm are evenly matched.

Those who can challenge a higher realm and defeat their opponent, aside from accidents, have only one possibility: the technique they cultivate is far superior to their opponent's, and significantly stronger.

For example, in the second video, Sima Ling was at Warrior Stage 7, while Fatty was at Warrior Stage 8; Sima Ling could challenge a higher realm and defeat Fatty because he cultivated the True Yang Fist, a Grade Earth Lower Martial Technique.

If one had not cultivated a high-level technique, one could not even break the defense.

Logically, Cang Luo's first two palms were just like that, unable to break Long Zhantian's defense, and indeed that was the case.

But how did the third palm break the defense?

Zhang Baojia thought and thought, concluding there was only one possibility: Cang Luo's third palm was a high-level Martial Technique, and not a low one, capable of instantly killing a peak Warrior Stage 9.

Suddenly, Zhang Baojian thought of something, and Li Weiguo beside him also thought of something at that moment.

The two exchanged a glance, and the next moment spoke in unison, "Meiti Shengong?!"

Not long ago, Cang Luo had sent some photos over, saying they were from a book stained with ink, and asked Feng Lin Huo Shan to help restore them.

For this request, Feng Lin Huo Shan would certainly help, but ultimately only restored seven pages; judging by the content, it recorded a technique named "Meiti Shengong," and it happened to be the content of the second layer.

Although these seven pages did not mention what grade the Meiti Shengong technique was, the words between the lines occasionally revealed that Meiti Shengong was by no means an ordinary technique.

Unfortunately, the photos they restored contained only the content of the second layer, lacking the most crucial content of the first layer.

Feng Lin Huo Shan was not foolish; judging by the degree to which the photos were stained with ink, the book "Meiti Shengong" must have been stained from the back to the front.

If the second layer can be restored, the first layer can certainly be restored too.

However, the photo Cang Luo sent over contained no content from the first layer.

This can only mean that Cang Luo did not send over the content of the first layer of Meiti Shengong.

He is hoarding it!

Why?

Is Meiti Shengong a technique of very high grade?

Highly likely!

At this moment, Zhang Baojia thought of a scene: a Wu Di expert possessed a top-grade heavenly technique, a paper-bound one, which accidentally fell onto an inkstone and was stained by ink.

So, he threw the technique away, or sold it.

Because the technique was stained by ink and could not be cultivated, even if someone saw it, they would not take it or buy it.

Yet, Cang Luo from Earth saw it; knowing Earth could restore it, he picked it up as a bargain and obtained it...

Thinking of this, Zhang Baojia exchanged another glance with Li Weiguo and said in a deep voice: "We must obtain Meiti Shengong!"

Li Weiguo nodded heavily, but then frowned and said: "Given Cang Luo's nature... it will be very difficult!"

Zhang Baojia raised an eyebrow, looked at Cang Luo in the video, and snorted: "Whether he gives it or not, he will give it; I will find a way."

Not only was China analyzing Cang Luo's video, but all factions in the World Conference WeChat group were analyzing the video frame by frame, trying to discover valuable information from it.

Of course, the main focus of analysis was the video of Cang Luo's duel with Long Zhantian; various countries were analyzing Cang Luo's strength, studying how he defeated Long Zhantian across levels, and studying what was up with Cang Luo's third palm strike.

Unfortunately, these countries did not know that Cang Luo had sent Meiti Shengong to Feng Lin Huo Shan, so they had no leads whatsoever.

Besides national-level factions analyzing Cang Luo's video, there were also some ambitious individuals keeping an eye on Cang Luo's duel video.

China, Magic City, Haicheng.

After watching Cang Luo's duel video in his private skyscraper, Liu Tianxing was deep in thought; after a long while, he stood up, went to the bookshelf, took out a magazine, opened it, and found seven sheets of A4 paper.

These seven sheets of A4 paper were none other than the content of the second layer of Meiti Shengong that Cang Luo had sent to Feng Lin Huo Shan requesting restoration, with quite a few notes Liu Tianxing had made himself on them.

He had studied at ancient martial arts sects like Shaolin and Wudang in his early years, so he had a certain understanding of acupoints and meridians, and could discern some principles from the content of the second layer of Meiti Shengong.

He discovered that many of the acupoints and meridians within had the effect of stimulating human potential, could forcibly secrete adrenaline, could temporarily boost physical strength, and provide immense power.

Liu Tianxing guessed that Cang Luo's third palm strike, which defeated Long Zhantian, was most likely the merit of Meiti Shengong.

Otherwise, why would he hide the content of the first layer?

After watching for a while, Liu Tianxing put away the A4 papers and made a decision: he must obtain the complete content of Meiti Shengong.

"How to obtain it?"

Liu Tianxing thought for a moment, took out his mobile phone, and called a number in his contacts list with the remark 'Gao Sheng'.

After the call connected, Liu Tianxing said calmly: "Ah Sheng, you've seen the video, right?"

"Yes, I was preparing to call you in a little while... wait, I have something to ask you..."

As he spoke, Gao Sheng's breathing on the phone suddenly became rapid and panting, as if he were doing some strenuous exercise; a woman's voice was faintly heard.

Liu Tianxing raised his sword-like eyebrows, wanted to say something, but in the end said nothing, and could only curse silently in his heart.

This kid is truly a pile driver; why is it that every time I call him, he's doing this? Doesn't he fear spies?

Liu Tianxing waited patiently for a while until Gao Sheng finished his business.

After a few minutes, Gao Sheng on the other end of the phone, panting heavily, said excitedly: "Tianxing, the Wu Shi from the other world are truly too powerful, too interesting.

Their strength and speed, I reckon, are at least ten times that of the elite warriors in the Feng Lin Huo Shan combat team, and moreover, this is just the lowest rank of Wu Shi.

Above them are Wu Jiang, Wu Shi... Wu Di, Wu Sheng.

There are also beast pets and immortal swords, no, they should be called rune weapons.

I must become a Wu Shi; by the way, when do you say the people from the other world will return to Earth?"

Liu Tianxing smiled and said: "You ask me, who should I ask?"

After speaking wordlessly, he added: "Ah Sheng, I heard from the President and others that Cang Luo sent a document to Feng Lin Huo Shan not long ago, seemingly some high-level technique from the other world; can you get it?"

"High-level technique?" Gao Sheng asked strangely, thought for a moment, and added: "You mean the reason that loser Cang Luo could defeat Long Zhantian across levels is because he cultivated a high-level technique?"

"Mm, I'm just guessing; didn't Cang Luo say in the group chat? Wu Shi cultivation focuses on forging the body, and the comparison is of the quantity and strength of Yuan Power, making it very difficult to defeat an opponent across levels.

Unless, the technique cultivated is higher grade than the opponent's." After Liu Tianxing finished speaking, more than ten seconds passed before a voice came from the other end of the phone.

Gao Sheng said somewhat helplessly: "Give me some time; Uncle Chen was recently demoted after being threatened by that loser Cang Luo; now, trying to get something from Feng Lin Huo Shan is a bit troublesome..."

Liu Tianxing nodded; the two chatted a few more words, and the call ended very quickly.

Putting away his phone, Liu Tianxing smiled slightly and muttered to himself: "After you get Meiti Shengong, you will discover why there is only the second layer?

Then, you will ask Cang Luo for the content of the first layer..."