Chapter 121: Wuxiang Huoshen Hammer

When is this technique used?

Only in life-or-death combat.

To lose six precious years over a mere Jipin storage bag?

That’s far too costly.

But by the time Elder Bingxuan shouted, it was already too late.

Because a drop of blood had already seeped from Xiao Xuan’s third eye.

Boom…

That drop of blood rolled in midair, spinning rapidly, then exploded with a bang into countless tiny droplets of blood.

At that moment, countless fire spiritual energies surged from Xiao Xuan’s body.

These fire spiritual energies coalesced before him into a massive hammer.

A long-handled divine hammer.

This hammer was not physical—it was merely a spiritual energy phantom.

Though only a phantom, once mixed with blood, it carried an inexplicable weight, wreathed in surging flames, like a divine hammer from the heavens.

“He Pingsheng… you will die!”

Xiao Xuan extended both hands and gripped the hammer’s long handle, then swung it hard.

The massive hammer carried his body flying ten zhang into the air, then slammed down onto He Pingsheng’s head.

Xiao Xuan roared: “Wuxiang Huoshen Hammer…”

This was another technique of the Bingji Sect.

Originally, it was not called Wuxiang Huoshen Hammer, but Bingji Sect’s 【Wuxiang Bingshen Hammer】.

But Xiao Xuan feared the ice-type hammer would be suppressed by He Pingsheng’s earth-type defensive barrier, so he channeled it through a fire-type cultivation method.

Thus, the Wuxiang Bingshen Hammer became the Wuxiang Huoshen Hammer.

“Open…”

Standing on the arena, He Pingsheng did not dare delay—he flooded his defensive barrier with earth-type magic power.

He pushed the Earth Armor Technique to its limit.

Blinding brightness.

He Pingsheng felt it—this strike’s power far exceeded Xiao Xuan’s previous attacks.

They said it increased by thirty percent.

But in He Pingsheng’s perception, it was far more than thirty percent.

It was likely fully fifty percent.

In that instant, the flaming hammer struck violently against the earth armor surrounding his body.

Crack…

The next moment, a sharp cracking sound echoed.

He Pingsheng looked down—the earth armor cracked open along the point of impact.

Then!

Crack… crack… crack crack…

Countless fissures spread like a spiderweb.

In a single breath, the earth armor formed by the technique shattered completely.

At this moment, He Pingsheng had no time to reform the Golden Shield.

What to do?

Only one option.

Run…

He Pingsheng twisted his head to dodge the fatal blow.

But the hammer was not only powerful—it was also swift.

He Pingsheng’s head escaped the killing strike, yet the hammer struck solidly against his shoulder.

Then…

A numbness spread from his shoulder.

Just as everyone expected his shoulder to be crushed into pulp, a loud metallic clang rang out.

Ding…

Then, all saw He Pingsheng stagger backward seven or eight steps.

The silk robe on his left shoulder had been burned to ash.

Yet on the exposed white skin beneath, not a single wound could be seen.

He Pingsheng touched his shoulder, then belatedly remembered: he was a body cultivator.

His 【Nine Poison Golden Body】 technique had reached Qi Refining tenth layer.

“How is this possible?” Xiao Xuan was stunned.

He had burned his essence and origin to gain this power, yet this kid still blocked it.

This strike had already drained three-tenths of his spiritual power.

He had used six-tenths of his total spiritual power.

Only four-tenths remained.

If he can’t even break through this fool’s defense, how can he win?

Xiao Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly.

On the stage, the red-robed Elder Bingxuan also sensed something was wrong.

If this continued, Xiao Xuan would surely lose.

Losing a Jipin storage bag didn’t matter—but the Bingji Sect couldn’t afford to lose face.

His disciple had a Void Spirit Root!

Countless people had high hopes for him!

“He Shixie…” Bingxuan had no choice but to step forward himself, though he knew it was humiliating—right now, he couldn’t care: “A match means back-and-forth exchanges!”

“If you only defend, and both end up tied, what then?”

“Only defending? That’s cheating!”

As he spoke, Bingxuan himself felt his face burn.

Who was cheating?

Using words to force the opponent to attack and disrupt the fight—isn’t that worse?

“Elder!” He Pingsheng kept his eyes on Xiao Xuan as he replied: “It’s not that I’m cheating—when I left, our sect elder told me not to counterattack!”

“Oh?” Bingxuan seized the opening, pressing quickly: “Why not let you counterattack?”

He Pingsheng said: “Our sect elder said your Bingji Sect is a major sect, while our Grand Void Gate is minor—if I hurt this senior brother, our Grand Void Gate couldn’t bear the consequences!”

“So he told me to be cautious in battle, not to easily injure Xiao Xuan!”

“So I dare not strike back!”

The moment he said it, several faces turned black.

Elder Chongyang’s face darkened as if he could sink into the ground: You brat—damn it, who told you to say that?

Are you trying to make me look like a coward? Making us seem afraid to fight?

Beside him, the Bingji Sect elders’ faces turned even blacker: What’s this supposed to mean? That he’s holding back for us?

“No need for this!” Elder Bingxuan swept his sleeve: “Fight as normal—don’t just defend, or others will say the Bingji Sect bullies the weak!”

Perfect—he now had an excuse to make He Pingsheng attack.

Only if he attacked would he leave openings for Xiao Xuan to exploit.

“Fine!”

He Pingsheng swiftly retreated ten zhang, then dismissed his external earth armor.

“Open!” He Pingsheng drew a deep breath, and a fire crow coalesced before him.

“Go…”

The fire crow shot toward Xiao Xuan, twenty zhang away.

“Child’s play!” Xiao Xuan laughed.

Now that you’ve dropped your shield, let’s see how you defend.

He slammed open the Huoshen Hammer again.

Then swung it hard, smashing the fire crow.

Clearly, He Pingsheng’s fire crow had not held.

After all, Xiao Xuan had activated his secret technique, while He Pingsheng had summoned only one crow.

After shattering the crow, Xiao Xuan leapt ten zhang in a single bound, rushing toward He Pingsheng.

“Now, let’s see how you defend!”

Landing with a jump of ten zhang, Xiao Xuan stomped hard on the ground, aiming to rebound and strike again.

But—boom—the floor tiles shattered.

A green vine erupted from the earth, instantly wrapping around Xiao Xuan’s leg.

And that wasn’t all.

Vines grew wildly, and seven poisonous thorns shot out from seven different directions, piercing Xiao Xuan’s legs, buttocks, arms, and other areas.

Venom spewed forth, and in an instant Xiao Xuan lost all combat ability, collapsing to the ground with a thud.

He Pingsheng waved his hand and dismissed the spell.

Done and dusted!

Clean and efficient.