Fang Yu wanted to try.
To test what heights the Believer truly held.
After all, his understanding of the Believer was really quite limited.
But Fang Yu didn't expect.
His sneak attack with a strength of five thousand blood was blocked.
It was like crashing into a thousand-ton cauldron; Daoist Qingling remained unmoved!
Blood-red steam, like a thin layer of shield, stood between Fang Yu and Daoist Qingling, blocked at the chest where the Bone Blade aid, unable to advance even a bit!
Fang Yu laughed.
"Why could it be blocked?"
Daoist Qingling's eyes were calm.
But in his heart, waves had already arisen!
Because just now, that intense and terrifying sense of threat that erged from Fang Yu had surfaced again!
He didn't misjudge this person!
This boy, can be used!
Perhaps growing in admiration for Fang Yu, Daoist Qingling's tolerance for him increased significantly, not even bothered by Fang Yu's sneak attack.
"What you want to ask is really why I could react in ti, isn't it?"
Fang Yu tilted his head and thought for a mont, then nodded.
"Sothing like that, considering your Qi-Blood condition and physical strength, you shouldn't have reacted in ti to my ambush."
"It's simple, because it's fast. The speed of ntal thought, and Spirit's thinking, these things will react faster than the body. The flesh is just flesh; the body may not react in ti, but that doesn't an the Spirit can't."
Daoist Qingling continued with a smile: "Your speed has actually reached a point where my eyes can't keep up. In fact, most of my opponents aren't sothing my body can handle. But the Believer doesn't rely on eyes to judge an opponent's actions; it's about perception, Spirit's perception, the perception of Ling. Even if I close my eyes and lay on the ground, it wouldn't affect my ability to block your attack as long as my awareness is clear."
"Not to ntion, along the way, as I ascended Sunset City, I encountered countless ambushes and assassinations. At any ti, my strength is ready to be unleashed, and such ambushes are far from being considered threats."
"Additionally, sotis don't rely too much on your eyes; they can deceive you. Otherwise, when you encounter special demons or Believers, you might suffer greatly."
Fang Yu frowned slightly, roughly understanding what Daoist Qingling ant.
In other words, fighting with a Believer is like opening a blind box most of the ti.
Qi-Blood rely sets a lower limit; the truly terrifying part is the imasurable upper limit.
From Daoist Qingling blocking his attack, at least five thousand blood combat strength is evident.
It's not hard to deduce that the Qingling Taoist Temple's dominance in Sunset City far exceeds that of the Qing Family, which already has a guest elder with a six thousand blood strength.
The only question is...
Fang Yu looked at the top of Daoist Qingling's head.
[Qingling: 1000/1000.]
Not a single drop of blood had fallen.
The numbers over Daoist Qingling's head when the ambush was blocked were '-0!'
"Your shield is very thick."
A layer of golden glow slowly covered Fang Yu's fingertips!
Daoist Qingling's expression slightly changed instantly.
Crack!
The thin blood-red steam imdiately cracked with a fissure like shattered glass, spreading gradually!
-0!
Is that the force that made fear?
No! Wrong!
It isn't it!
But even so, it's reaching the point where I have to show my strength...
Daoist Qingling's breath sank, about to exert force, but suddenly saw Fang Yu retract the golden glow and step back three paces.
"Daoist Qingling, not just a na. I'll consider it for three days."
Daoist Qingling looked slightly baffled, then imdiately smiled.
"Then I shall wait here for your good news."
Fang Yu clasped his hands, turned, and left.
As Fang Yu departed, the smile on Daoist Qingling's face slowly faded until it returned to calmness, even almost twisted with calm.
"Kill him!"
"Just awakened the power of the Believer and dares to treat you like this! Utterly presumptuous!"
"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!!!"
The voices in his mind reappeared.
A whole day of ditation traded only for this brief mont of peace...
Daoist Qingling sat down, chanting the Taoist Scripture, restoring the calm in his heart, the calm of the Spirit.
Becoming more and more frequent... increasingly frequent...
Even though prepared psychologically early on, as the days of losing control drew near like a curse, Daoist Qingling's heart still couldn't settle.
...
Stepping out of the main hall, as the door closed behind him,
Nearby, Lei Shenhao stuck to him like a piece of adhesive.
"Junior Brother Diao, Junior Brother Diao, what did the Master say? Did he take you as a disciple?"
Fang Yu didn't deceive him, speaking directly.
"No."
Fang Yu couldn't inherit the Qingling Taoist Temple and stay in Sunset City forever. But following Daoist Qingling, he could certainly learn a lot about the Believer. To get what he wants directly without taking that path, Fang Yu needed to go back and discuss with Ding Hui to see if there was a feasible thod.
However, Fang Yu's manner made Lei Shenhao misunderstand.
"Oh, how co you weren't accepted? Even when Master accepted as a disciple, he kept talking about wanting to accept more Believer disciples to strengthen Qingling Taoist Temple! Wait a minute! Did Master test your skills?"
Lei Shenhao's sudden and irrelevant words left Fang Yu montarily stunned.
"How did you figure that out?"
"Your clothes are disheveled; one look and it's clear there's been a tussle. Did you not pass Master's test? That doesn't make sense. After all, you're a Qi Practitioner; didn't you manage to hit Master's [Spirit Shield]?"
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