Just after Xiong Ba was born, amidst the raging Saber Qi like a storm, he was furious at Nie Renwang for disrupting his plans. With a shout of anger, he firmly planted his legs in midair, bizarrely spinning his body to a halt.
Wind Strong Grass!
His palms swiftly moved, sotis transforming into fists and sotis into palms across his chest, accompanied by the Primordial Spirit Wave as his brow swiftly condensed and expanded a twisted Qi vortex.
Three Points Return to Essence Energy!
Boom boom boom——
The massive saber Qi clashed onto Xiong Ba, but it was quickly separated by the Qi Wall ford by the swiftly spread Three Points Return to Essence Energy from his palms.
Nie Renwang’s expression suddenly darkened, as the saber light moved again. The saber Qi crisscrossed, and his figure transford into multiple images, ready to attack again like a towering wave.
However, just as his movent technique was initiated, Xiong Ba seized the opportunity in defensive stance and suddenly rged his palms to attack.
A cluster of twisted Three Points Return to Essence Energy light waves shot rapidly towards one of Nie Renwang’s figures.
This figure was indeed the true self.
Unprepared, Nie Renwang was a mont late in intercepting the saber Qi, explosively exerting his full strength, suddenly splitting the Three Points Return to Essence Energy Light Wave.
Unexpectedly, at the mont the Three Points Return to Essence Energy Light Wave was cleaved, it instantly transford into three spectra, shooting forth in fists, palms, and legs, as if three peerless experts attacked simultaneously.
"Not good!!"
Nie Renwang showed a look of surprise, caught off guard at the mont old force was gone and new force yet to arise, unable to evade the oncoming attack.
At this instant, a sudden pulling force ca from his waist.
Before he could react to the situation, Nie Renwang’s figure was already pulled back.
A towering white silhouette faced the three twisted attacking fists, palms, and legs Qi. With chest hollowed and back expanded, shoulders lowered and elbows dropped, forming a Tai Chi circle with both hands.
Instantly, as the three Qi forces reached the circle, they seed trapped, spinning within, forming a Yin Yang Tai Chi shape.
Xiong Ba was surprised at the mont of landing, discovering Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu had broken free from bindings, while Yang Zhen and Xu Hong were tangled with the Wudang heroes, giving Zhang Sanfeng the chance to step in.
This mont of distraction was less than half a breath, as Zhang Sanfeng raised his hands in stance, embracing knee and twisting step, he pushed the Tai Chi towards Xiong Ba, seemingly slow but actually quick.
Boom!!——
A massive Tai Chi shadow accompanied by Xiong Ba’s Three Points Return to Essence Energy, diffusely impacting Xiong Ba.
Xiong Ba’s face tightened, quickly moving to evade.
However, just as he moved, the Tai Chi shadow rippled, covering him rapidly.
Xiong Ba instantly changed positions, yet the Tai Chi shadow seed like a giant disc that couldn’t be shaken off, growing larger and spinning closer.
In a blink, Xiong Ba switched eight locations, but the Tai Chi shadow correspondingly pulsed eight tis, evolving from Tai Chi into Four Symbols, then from Four Symbols into the Eight Diagram, dividing into Qian, Kun, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Dui, Li Eight Trigrams pattern.
No matter how Xiong Ba moved, he couldn’t escape the range outlined by the Four Symbols and Eight Diagram.
Every step seed like falling into a giant labyrinth constructed by Tai Chi Bagua, where escape was impossible.
This was not only a martial encounter, but also a spiritual and dao confrontation.
With all the optimal opportunities lost without escape, Xiong Ba worriedly shouted, his right leg moved drastically, instantaneously utilizing the Wind God Leg Technique, his figure spun like electricity, stirring a gust of wind, a purple silhouette driving an expanse of sand swirling, with an impressive montum.
Wind God Leg——Wind Roll Building Ruins!
In a flash, Xiong Ba’s figure transford into phantom images, seemingly splitting into twelve paths, rushing to various directions.
Heading east, the Tai Chi Energy transford into an Eastern Azure Dragon roaring forth.
Heading west, the Tai Chi Energy transford into a Western White Fox roaring toward.
Heading south, the Tai Chi Energy transford into a Southern Vermilion Bird screeching down.
Heading north, the Tai Chi Energy transford into a Northern Xuanwu floating and pouncing out.
As he attacked Qian, Kun, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Dui, Li in all directions, the Eight Trigrams Diagram rotated to suppress.
In a blink, Xiong Ba exerted all his strength fighting against this horrifying Tai Chi scenery, clashing Qi force roared, wind and rocks flew, he suddenly roared in anger, opening a Heavenly Eye from his brow.
As the Heavenly Eye opened, an extraordinary phenonon occurred, an imnse Qi Fortune erupted from Xiong Ba, breaking out of the Tai Chi circle’s range.
Crack——!
A sudden thunder cracked in the night sky, an awe-inspiring lightning bolt followed Xiong Ba’s Heavenly Eye’s guidance, shooting down brightly, illuminating the terrified faces on South Rock.
Zhang Sanfeng’s face was solemn, his white beard dancing in the storm, stepping forward at this mont, aligning Sparrow’s Tail, Single Whip rging Tai Chi, stomping on Zhen Trigram, opening the eight gates’ Du Gate, one palm facing heaven, Tai Chi Palm Thunder!
Boom!!——
A thunderous explosion, the giant thunder cracked over everyone’s heads, the dazzling radiant lightning seed to clash into a void tempest with the Palm Thunder Qi erupting from Zhang Sanfeng’s hand.
The next mont Zhang Sanfeng followed up with a force-relieving palm strike.
Almost simultaneously, Xiong Ba’s Primordial Spirit Power seized the mont Tai Chi was shattered, swiftly shot out, tried rushing towards Zhang Sanfeng, yet seeing him release a lightning strike, imdiately flipped backward in the air, reluctantly building Qi in both palms, executing a gloomy cloud strike.
Bang!!——
After a deafening thunder, it was as if the entire South Rock was about to collapse at once, shaking people’s ears buzzing.
The raging Qi accompanied by electrifying currents surged, igniting several trees around, Xiong Ba’s figure like a great bird, darting down the cliff, staggering upon landing, almost tripped, blood gushed from his chest, his black hair faintly smoldering, swiftly and miserably using Wind God Leg to flee.
The furious thunder sound vaguely continued echoing in the mountains, endlessly reverberating, like ten thousand drums thundering.
Everyone’s minds seed to replay the terrifying scene of summoning thunder with human force, and breaking thunder with human force, overwhelmingly shocked.
For decades, Zhang Sanfeng, known as the Hidden Immortal, had never fully displayed his prowess in front of others.
Everyone knew his profound strength was unfathomable.
Yet, no one knew to what extent it reached.
Witnessing his attacks today, everyone was astounded by his terrifying ability to catch lightning.
On South Rock, Zhang Sanfeng did not pursue Xiong Ba’s fleeing figure. His old but tall figure slightly trembled, suddenly stepping back two paces, lowering his darkened hands, his swollen sleeves suddenly burst into pieces, his face pale, and blood trickled from his mouth, staining his white beard.
"Master!"
"Master!"
Song Yuanqiao and others were all shocked, realizing Master was injured despite his formidable prowess, quickly stepped forward to support Zhang Sanfeng.
Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand, closing his eyes rapidly sitting down, after a mont, wisps of white vapor rose from his head, he suddenly opened his mouth, spewing several mouths of blood, then gradually regained so composure, improving his complexion significantly.
All were inwardly alard, knowing Master had sustained internal injuries.
But recalling the terrifying scene of Xiong Ba actually calling upon celestial phenona, Master’s forcing him back ultimately with so internal injury was perhaps inevitable.
"Master Zhang!"
Nie Renwang, holding a saber, approached, giving a respectful salute a distance from Zhang Sanfeng, "Many thanks to Master Zhang for your righteous aid!"
Zhang Sanfeng slowly opened his eyes, looked at Nie Renwang, smiled and nodded, "It is this old Taoist who must thank the benefactor for righteously intervening against Lord Xiong, otherwise, if an accident befell Master Jiang at our Wudang today, this old Taoist would be forever ashad."
"Senior’s words are too heavy, your injury in pushing Xiong Ba back is a great kindness I owe!"
Jiang Dali’s voice suddenly ca from the side.
Everyone looked over, seeing him still seated cross-legged at the cliff’s edge, seemingly still cultivating in ditation.
Despite blood flowing from his facial orifices, he remained unflinching as if even the collapse of Mount Tai would not change his deanor, increasing his boldness, his robust body showing muscle toughness, seemingly bursting with energy, abundant life force and power within as if ready to explode out.
This feeling made everyone inwardly alard, knowing he had reached the final closing phase.
Zhang Sanfeng smilingly nodded, "Not allowing Young Friend to waste past efforts is truly a great fortune!"
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