Chapter 757: Longevity: My Steady Farming-Style Cultivation Chapter 757 — Dragon Contends Tiger Fights — Part Two!

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Zhao Lei looked at the Xuanlei Shield covered in cracks; though unwilling in his heart, he also knew he was absolutely no match for this person, so he gritted his teeth: "I admit defeat!"

As his words fell, he clutched his chest and walked off the arena in a sorry state.

Fenglong stood in the center of the arena, formally becoming the new Erzhu; he did not rest, but turned his head to look at those disciples below who were eager to try, the corner of his mouth hooking into an arrogant curve: "Since you all want to give it a try, then let's not waste time, you all come up together!"

"What does he want to do?"

"Could he want to fight many alone?"

"My heavens, isn't this too arrogant?"

As these words came out, the area below went quiet for an instant, then collectively erupted in an uproar.

Fenglong ignored the discussions below and continued: "All who want to challenge me, whether newly promoted or long waiting, can all come up.

It saves me from acting one by one, and saves delaying everyone's time."

One against many?

This is simply arrogance to the extreme!

You must know, those who have reached this step in the Grand Competition are all outstanding among Formal Disciples; even a single challenge requires going all out.

Yet Fenglong actually dares to let everyone come up together.

"You are too arrogant!"

An angry shout rang out, immediately followed by a figure leaping onto the Dueling Platform.

This person was likewise a Foundation Establishment Late Stage cultivator, skilled in thunder attribute Spiritual Arrays, named Sun Hao.

Fenglong said expressionlessly: "Oh?"

Sun Hao said coldly: "I will have a bout with you!"

Fenglong's tone carried a few parts of disdain: "I said all of you come up."

Sun Hao experienced this kind of thing for the first time, anger making his face flush red: "Don't just show off your tongue; my Nine Palaces Thunder Array is not comparable to that surnamed Zhao.

Today I will let you know, there are people beyond people, heavens beyond heavens."

Speaking, he decisively made a move.

On one hand rapidly forming hand seals, on the other taking out nine Thunder Talismans engraved with Array Patterns, waving his hand to scatter them around.

As the nine Thunder Talismans landed and took root, in an instant they collectively activated, purple Array Patterns weaving into a net, enveloping the entire Dueling Platform within.

"This is the Nine Palaces Thunder Array!"

"This array can both trap enemies and kill enemies!"

"Fenglong is in for bad luck, hehe~"

Seeing this, quite a few people below gloated.

Sun Hao gave a loud shout: "Lock Dragon!"

Instantly, countless bolts of lightning inside the array surged skyward, weaving into a dense lightning net, slashing toward Fenglong.

This Nine Palaces Thunder Array was refined by him spending years of painstaking effort; it had once trapped and killed a Great Demon.

Using it for dueling was somewhat overkill.

But if he didn't teach the person before him a lesson, it would truly be hard to vent the anger in his heart.

Fenglong stood in the array, feeling the violent thunder power all around, his face still without expression: "Somewhat interesting, but playing with thunder before me, you are not qualified enough."

Purple-gray lightning erupted around his body, forming a purple-gray lightning canopy, blocking all the slashing lightning.

Immediately after, his hands rapidly formed seals, a low shout from his mouth: "Thunder Prison!"

As his words fell, the purple-gray thunder power inside the array suddenly erupted, beginning to impact the Nine Palaces Thunder Array.

Bang bang bang!

Only a short while passed, the nine Thunder Talismans burst in succession, the purple Array Patterns collapsing.

Sun Hao suffered backlash, his body shuddering, violently spitting out a large mouthful of fresh blood.

His whole person fell straight down, fainting on the spot.

"What?"

"Senior Brother Sun actually lost?"

"Hiss!"

Seeing this scene, the faces of the crowd below changed greatly, quite a few people sucking in a cold breath.

Fenglong didn't even glance at the fallen Sun Hao, once more sweeping his gaze toward those below: "Don't delay time, all come up together!"

Below the arena was dead silent; the disciples who had been eager to try just now were all mute with fear at this moment.

Zhao Lei's strength they had all seen with their own eyes, yet he was easily crushed by Fenglong.

Sun Hao, skilled in thunder arrays, couldn't even break the other's defense.

Such strength had long since far surpassed Formal Disciples.

Even if Fenglong told them to all come up together, the crowd had no full confidence.

On the high platform to one side of the Dueling Platform, several Core Disciples and True Disciples were quietly watching the battle.

Among them, a black-robed youth was precisely Lei Yuan.

The current him was already Nascent Soul Mid-Stage.

The Black Thunder World-Ending Scripture he cultivated had reached Earth Layer 7, a unique case in the entire Longhu Immortal Sect.

Previously when Fenglong went on stage to challenge Zhao Lei, Lei Yuan had not paid it any mind, only taking him for an ignorant young man.

But upon seeing Fenglong easily shatter Zhao Lei's Purple Electric Raging Tide and break Sun Hao's Nine Palaces Thunder Array, a hint of solemnity gradually emerged in his eyes.

A Core Disciple beside Lei Yuan could not help but open his mouth: "This Fenglong's thunder power is so Jing Shui, so overbearing."

His Thunder Spirit Root seems even stronger than ours.

Moreover, having only entered the Door for a few years, he has already consecutively defeated Foundation Establishment Late Stage Zhao Lei and Sun Hao, even suppressing all Formal Disciples present."

Lei Yuan's gaze was sharp as a Saber: "His Thunder Spirit Root is most likely an extreme grade among mutations."

Even at such a distance, he could feel that Fenglong's thunder power had even a trace of suppressive effect on himself—this was too inconceivable.

A Core Disciple exclaimed in shock: "This kid's potential is boundless!"

Lei Yuan's gaze stared fixedly at Fenglong on stage; for some reason, a trace of crisis arose in his heart: "Try to La Ren him as much as possible; if he cannot become a friend, then..."

At the beginning of the Great Dao, life is endless.

Governing the lifespan of all things, determining one's own growth and withering, being reborn in destruction.

This is the Qing Emperor Longevity Art.

After handling the five Special Cultivation Zones, Xu Zhangqing began studying.

For him, because the Cultivation Methods, spells, and skills he cultivated were too many, he did not need particularly much time to get started.

What's more, this Qing Emperor Longevity Art is not difficult to learn.

It is divided into Nine Layers in total:

First Layer, Grass Seed Sprouting.

In seated meditation, comprehend the complete process of a seed from dormancy to breaking its shell.

Experience how that point of Innate Vitality is awakened, accumulated, and finally breaks through its shackles.

Second Layer, Withered Wood Meets Spring.

Third Layer, Forest of All Phenomena.

Fourth... Fifth... Sixth... Seventh... Eighth Layer...

Until the Ninth Layer, Ten Thousand Phenomena Longevity.

Integrating and penetrating through, realizing the true meaning that "all things contain vitality, all phenomena can be longevity," one's self will become a walking Life Law.

Now, the seed has already been planted; Xu Zhangqing observed with eyes, nose observed mouth, mouth observed heart, then sank his mind downward, carefully feeling it.

At first, it was nothing but pitch blackness and dead silence.

The seed's vitality was all curled up sleeping at the Core.

Xu Zhangqing was not in a hurry, only quietly watching, carefully feeling this extreme stillness.

This is the first step of Grass Seed Sprouting: experiencing the seed's dormant state, understanding the truth of vitality in hibernation.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt a wisp of warm spring breeze.

A trace of barely perceptible warmth quietly emerged from deep within the seed.

That warmth was extremely faint, like a spark in the night, fleeting.

Xu Zhangqing captured it, his heart stirring slightly: "This... is this Innate Vitality?"

He followed the warmth to trace its source, neither urging nor forcing, only comprehending, like a hen incubating eggs,

After an unknown amount of time, this cluster of vitality felt the gentle nourishment from the Wai Jie, no longer resisting as it had at first, gradually relaxing a little, and the warmth grew richer by a point!