Chapter 329: Weak Magic Power Is Just Weak Magic Power

After sticking the Meteor Talisman on, He Pingsheng did not hesitate further.

He took one step forward and arrived at the edge of the tide.

Wait!

One breath!

Two breaths!

Three breaths!

After ten breaths, the optimal moment arrived.

He Pingsheng directly lifted his foot and leapt into the sea of fire, where golden light flashed on his soles.

The shoes doubled his speed.

The talisman tripled his speed.

Three times?

Yes, exactly three times the speed…

He Pingsheng was overjoyed inside.

Previously, he had thought the speed bonuses from the shoes and talisman could not stack, but they had stacked effortlessly.

Tripling speed meant four times his original speed.

This speed had reached its extreme.

Boom…

He had no time to think further; his entire body shot forward like an arrow toward the fire dragon.

At the same time, his internal magic power surged, and the eleven seals on the Five Elements Poison-Repelling Jewel instantly unfolded.

The Five Elements' qi retreated.

Go…

Ten zhang!

Eight zhang!

Seven zhang!

Six zhang!

Five zhang!

This time, he finally reached five zhang before the tide's pull could take hold.

Yet, the moment he reached five zhang, the tide's suction slammed onto him, pushing him forward as if a thousand cavalry charges were behind him.

Immense pressure bore down on him, while the fire dragon drew ever closer.

Four zhang!

Three and a half zhang!

Three zhang!

He finally reached three zhang.

Boom…

Before He Pingsheng could take another step, the tide's force instantly reversed, blasting him outward with tremendous power.

Bang…

His body was flung backward.

He Pingsheng stumbled out of the fire sea once again.

Still not enough.

The rhythm and timing were still imperfect.

Yet this time, though the gale had blown him out, he snatched one of the 【Phoenix Feathers】 as he was ejected.

The Phoenix Feather glowed golden.

A scorching aura brushed against it.

Beneath the tide's swirling air currents, the light feather drifted slowly.

It looked extraordinarily beautiful.

Though He Pingsheng immediately stored the Phoenix Feather in his storage space, many cultivators had seen it.

"Heaven, another Phoenix Feather?"

"Did he get within ten zhang?"

"Has this guy approached the fire dragon?"

Swish…

Countless eyes turned toward He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng paid them no mind.

He sat cross-legged on a rock and began thinking again.

Timing!

Speed!

Direction!

Leveraging force!

All are indispensable!

To step into the fire dragon using the tide's ebb and flow, one must first use one's own strength to reach three zhang.

If one cannot, it is impossible to get any closer.

If one attempt fails, try again.

With gradual practice, the perfect timing will eventually come.

He Pingsheng first restored his spiritual power, then charged into the fire sea once more.

This time, he still aimed to surge forward before the tide receded.

Just like last time.

Ten zhang… nine zhang… eight zhang…

Soon, He Pingsheng reached five zhang again.

But the moment he arrived at five zhang and braced against the immense impact, the tide's suction behind him struck again.

Exactly like last time!

He reached three zhang, then was blasted out by the reversed tide.

Failed again.

But the benefit was, he pulled out another fire-element 【Phoenix Feather】 from near the fire dragon's three-zhang zone.

"Damn… another one?!"

"This guy is too strong!"

"Who is this?!"

"I've never seen him before!"

The crowd buzzed with chatter.

A young cultivator in dark green robes walked up to He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng did not know him, but he had heard the Ninth Imperial Prince mention this man was True Person Mingyu of the Heavenly Delusion Immortal Sect.

True Person Mingyu bowed to He Pingsheng and said: "May I ask, friend, did you enter within ten zhang of the fire dragon?"

Since the view was blocked, everyone could only guess.

He Pingsheng nodded: "Yes…"

True Person Mingyu said: "May I ask how you managed to enter within ten zhang? Could you share your method?"

His voice was quiet, but he infused it with magic power, making it carry far.

As soon as he spoke, nearly everyone in the square heard him.

He Pingsheng's pupils narrowed slightly, his expression darkening.

You could have asked quietly—why amplify your voice like that?

Playing games?

Deliberately drawing others to pressure me?

Yes, True Person Mingyu truly intended this.

He believed asking alone would make He Pingsheng unlikely to answer truthfully, so he deliberately made the question loud so all would hear.

Now everyone wanted to know.

If you refuse to answer, you offend everyone here.

So—will you speak or not?

He Pingsheng smiled: "Actually, there's no trick!"

"Just use the tide's ebb and flow, and rely on your own deep magic power—that's all!"

As he spoke, He Pingsheng also infused his magic power into the words, so all could hear.

But his answer was meaningless.

Everyone was no fool—everyone knew to use the tide's force.

Seriously—do you have to tell us that?

"Hehehe..." Master Mingyu sneered coldly. "Friend, you're joking. I've already summoned the tidal force several times, yet I couldn't enter it. It seems you haven't told the truth."

Many people were watching He Pingsheng.

Even the Thirteenth Imperial Prince and the Ninth Imperial Prince were watching!

He Pingsheng said, "Master Mingyu, do you only hear half of what people say?"

"I just said: rely on the back-and-forth force of the fire sea's tides, then add sufficient spiritual power—that's all!"

"Your inability to enter proves your spiritual power isn't strong enough!"

If you don't work hard, what does that have to do with me?

"You..." Mingyu's face turned pale with rage.

He, like the Thirteenth Imperial Prince, possessed a single Fire Spirit Root, and was the top Foundation Establishment prodigy of the Tianwang Immortal Sect.

Moreover, the Tianwang Immortal Sect was one of the Ten Major Sects of the Imperial Capital.

You mock me for weak spiritual power?

"Heh... heh... heh..." Mingyu trembled with fury. "If you won't tell, then don't. Why use such flimsy excuses?"

"There are countless Phoenix Feathers inside this Fire Dragon—do you intend to swallow them all yourself?"

Every word Mingyu spoke was an attempt to rally everyone against He Pingsheng.

Yet He Pingsheng remained calm. "If your spiritual power is weak, then admit it. Why say so much nonsense?"

"No matter how you spin it, your spiritual power is still weak!"

These words shattered Master Mingyu's composure completely.

"Fine... fine... fine..." Mingyu waved his hand, and a crimson flying sword shot forth, spinning above his head. "You claim your Fire-element spiritual power surpasses mine? Very well—let me test whether it is your spiritual power that is weak, or mine!"

"Your words' truth or falsehood will be revealed with one test!"