Yu Cangsheng being beaten like this is not strange at all.
Because every move of the old Taoist may appear ordinary, but in reality, it combines his physical prowess with Taoist techniques, reaching the pinnacle of perfection.
Every step he takes is the Seven Star Gang Step; every swing of the horsetail whisk is an embodint of Taoist skills.
The further one develops their physical body, the harder it becos, and every bit of progress requires trendous effort.
After all, not everyone can, like Run Sheng, forcibly open their inner gates and survive without collapsing or dying.
Therefore, once physical developnt reaches a certain level, external forces are borrowed to advance indirectly.
At that ti by the river, Li Zhiyuan had witnessed Uncle Qin's actions before entering the river.
Back then, Li Zhiyuan only felt surprised and mysterious, but now, looking back, he clearly understands that Uncle Qin also combined the Qin's蛟 Observation thod with his body, transforming his human form into a蛟 form.
However, despite Yu Cangsheng appearing unable to fight back, he too hides his own sches.
The old Taoist is strong, but the old Taoist is dead.
Yu Cangsheng seizes this opportunity, exchanging in-the-scene embarrassnt for the final desired result.
How could soone who has hidden here for so many years have weak scheming?
Yu Cangsheng begins his counterattack.
When the old Taoist prepares to throw him for the fourth ti, Yu Cangsheng lifts his head, spreads his body as much as possible, then contracts forcefully.
The white hairs of the horsetail whisk form a tug of war at this mont, and as the old Taoist intends to exert more force, Yu Cangsheng releases a simian howl from his throat.
A huge yellow ape phantom bursts from Yu Cangsheng's body, swiftly rushing along the white hairs to the old Taoist's front.
"Boom!"
The air waves roll, the white hairs snap, and the scene is stunning.
Yu Cangsheng floats down to the ground.
Yet when the morning mist dissipates, the anticipated scene of the old Taoist being devoured to bits does not appear.
The old Taoist lifts his left hand, pressing his forefinger against the brow of the yellow ape.
The phantom of the large ape is imposing, but before this frail old Taoist, it remains inadequate and is firmly subdued.
And as the old Taoist's forefinger continues to press down...
"Plop!"
The yellow ape kneels on the ground, struggling mightily, yet unable to reverse its decline.
Yu Cangsheng's eyes glaze into gray-white, a sound like thunder resonates within him, swiftly expanding a circle, then he places his left hand behind, and his right hand clenches into a fist.
With one swift step, he dashes to the old Taoist's front, his fist rapidly striking.
The old Taoist continues to suppress the yellow ape with one hand, while waving the horsetail whisk with the other.
Every heavy punch from Yu Cangsheng carries a sound of thunder, yet it dissipates with a re wave of the old Taoist's horsetail whisk.
But Yu Cangsheng persists, with one punch following the next, each punch building a layer, punch after punch stacking higher.
When his punches and the old Taoist's horsetail whisk both accelerate to a critical point, Yu Cangsheng's left hand hidden behind transforms into a bladetip, striking through, piercing the horsetail whisk, reaching the old Taoist's chest.
Yet this strike only halts reluctantly an inch before the old Taoist's chest.
The previously pierced horsetail whisk quickly coils around Yu Cangsheng's arm.
Yu Cangsheng's gaze turns grave; earlier, he had exerted all his strength, but the old Taoist remains unmoved.
Moreover, his charged strike has been unleashed, while the old Taoist's energy buildup is still unfinished.
His forefinger, as a blur, continuously pierces the brow of the yellow ape, while the horsetail whisk constantly disintegrates and reforms, binding Yu Cangsheng tighter.
Once a certain critical point is reached, the old Taoist flicks his fingertip, the yellow ape's phantom dims greatly, with many visible damages.
Yu Cangsheng's entire left arm also shatters into fragnts under the old Taoist's horsetail whisk.
One man and one ape are blasted away, landing on the ground, the yellow ape returning to Yu Cangsheng.
When separated, they were confident of victory; now, upon return, they are defeated remnants.
Yu Cangsheng struggles to stand, glancing at his vanished left arm before raising his head to look towards the tower's peak.
The half-faced man stands steady there, a smile at the corner of his lips.
But his undisclosed eyes reveal a slight fatigue.
He holds the old Taoist's bell in his mouth, naturally offering help in the old Taoist's actions, as it is he who compensates for the old Taoist's deficiencies.
If not for this, Yu Cangsheng would have succeeded earlier on.
Yu Cangsheng knows he needs allies now.
His gaze first rests on Yu Miaomiao.
Searching for fortune for the Yu Family, he believes Yu Miaomiao has an obligation to act, as she stands to gain the most in distributed fortune afterwards.
If Yu Miaomiao could genuinely control the woman in the black dress, the battle would already be altered; yet the truth is, Yu Miaomiao cannot even activate the muscle mory of the woman in the black dress.
Her joining the battle would only beco an additional burden.
Yu Cangsheng turns to look at Zhao Yi, who stands aloof as if uninvolved from start to finish, and he speaks:
"Help."
Zhao Yi gestures downwards, indicating simply that if they want action, they must open the next level to let Li out.
Yu Cangsheng: "If successful, the Jiujiang Zhao can receive a share of the fortune."
This statent thoroughly exposes Yu Cangsheng's inner intentions.
He deliberately keeps that youth stuck on the bottom level, preventing involvent in this matter.
Zhao Yi responds loudly: "Heh, my stomach doesn't agree with such hard biscuits."
This remark answers Yu Cangsheng, while also spurring Yu Miaomiao, occupying the body of the woman in the black dress.
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