"Hehehe, is this all you’ve got?"
Zhuge Qing slowly stood up straight, letting out a contemptuous sneer.
"Who... who are you really?"
Yang Jin and the others got to their feet, staring in shock at Zhuge Qing. He was too strong.
"You’re not worthy of knowing who I am. Today, I will make you pay the price."
Zhuge Qing raised a finger pointing at Tang Ming.
"Looks like I’ll have to make my move personally."
Tang Ming laughed, his eyes brimming with fighting spirit.
"Can you handle it?"
ng Xianjun looked at Tang Ming with concern.
"Or do you want to give it a try?"
Tang Ming had a sudden inspiration, looking uncertainly at ng Xianjun.
"I... I’ll step in if you can’t hold on."
ng Xianjun quickly shook his head.
"Ah!"
Tang Ming sighed. Originally, this was the perfect opportunity for ng Xianjun to reveal his identity, but with the opponent related to Zhuge Wushen, he had no choice but to brace himself and go ahead.
"You still want to fight ?"
Zhuge Qing coldly eyed Tang Ming, "You’ve disgraced , killed my roommate. If you’re willing to leave an arm behind, I can let you go. But if you insist on fighting, don’t bla for being rude."
"If I’m not mistaken, you should only be using the cultivation of a Seven-star Martial Master. I should be able to handle it."
Tang Ming smiled and slowly walked up to Zhuge Qing.
"Damn, how can a Seven-star Martial Master defeat four Eight-star Martial Masters?"
Shao Wuyou scratched his head in confusion.
"That’s not strange. There are many powerful cultivation techniques in martial arts, allowing people to fight across levels."
ng Xianjun shook his head, warily watching Zhuge Qing, "The cultivation technique Zhuge Qing uses is a super art in martial arts. Let alone Eight-star Martial Masters, even a Nine-star Martial Master would find it difficult to kill him."
"Brother ng, we’re both heirs of the Hidden Force. Why haven’t we heard of such things?"
Returning to the team, Yang Jin looked at ng Xianjun in puzzlent.
"Ah, even among the Hidden Forces, there are different levels."
ng Xianjun sighed and didn’t say much more. The internal hierarchy within the Hidden Forces is strict, and people like Yang Jin and others haven’t qualified to touch the real secrets of martial arts.
Hearing this, the expressions of Yang Jin and the others weren’t pleasant. However, having witnessed Zhuge Qing’s prowess and ng Xianjun’s insight, even if they felt unwilling, they had no choice but to acknowledge certain things.
"Interesting, seeing as I’ve defeated four Eight-star Martial Masters, yet you still want to fight . Seems like you’re a man with a story yourself."
Seeing Tang Ming show no fear, Zhuge Qing chuckled playfully.
"Enough talk, let’s fight."
Tang Ming slowly raised his hand, making the sa gesture as Zhuge Qing.
"Huh, are you imitating ?"
Zhuge Qing was taken aback.
"Imitating you? Then please give so pointers, see if I’m doing it right."
Tang Ming smiled mischievously and then extended his hand, releasing a layer of black Gang Qi. Under the astonished gaze of everyone, this black Gang Qi started to descend, forming a black, circular pattern under Tang Ming’s feet, similar to the one under Zhuge Qing’s feet.
"Tang Ming knows this move too?"
Yang Jin and others exclaid in shock. At this mont, apart from the color of their feet, there seed to be no difference between Tang Ming and Zhuge Qing.
"My God, the Heavenly chanism Sect’s Heavenly chanism Hundred Changes has been learned by an outsider?"
ng Xianjun stared at the pattern under Tang Ming’s feet in shock. He was well aware of the importance of the Heavenly chanism Hundred Changes to the Heavenly chanism Sect; even within the sect, only direct descendants of the Zhuge Family were qualified to cultivate it. How did Tang Ming learn it?
"You... you also understand the Heavenly chanism Hundred Changes?"
Of all people, Zhuge Qing was the most shocked, never in his wildest dreams expecting that his family’s secret art would fall into the hands of an outsider.
"I promised soone that until I t soone who practiced the Heavenly chanism Hundred Changes, I wouldn’t use this cultivation technique. Now that I’ve t you, I can finally use it."
Tang Ming looked at Zhuge Qing with excitent. This was a martial art taught to him by a master nad Zhuge Wushen during his travels overseas before the master died, sothing not even Tang Cha knew, and he had never used it in any dangerous situation, as per the agreent.
"Damn it, how dare you steal our sect’s secret art! Today, I must kill you."
Zhuge Qing, realizing what was happening, glared at Tang Ming with rage, then swiftly charged toward him.
Tang Ming wasn’t about to back down, charging toward Zhuge Qing as well, but...
When the two were just two ters apart, both Tang Ming and Zhuge Qing stopped their advances simultaneously, standing in place, moving their hands continuously, their faces sternly locked onto each other.
Although Tang Ming and Zhuge Qing didn’t physically clash, the two differently colored circles beneath their feet had already collided, each revolving around their respective bodies at a very high speed.
"This..."
Many people were bewildered, unable to understand what was going on.
"Old ng, are they out of their minds? Why aren’t they fighting?"
Shao Wuyou asked ng Xianjun in confusion.
"They are already fighting, and it’s very intense." ng Xianjun squinted his eyes until they were but slits, his pupils showing a faint violet hue. In his view, he could see countless black-and-white silhouettes crazily battling around their bodies, a formless struggle.
Yang Jin and the others watched Tang Ming and Zhuge Qing intently. Though they couldn’t see as clearly as ng Xianjun, they could feel the intense energy fluctuations, far beyond anything they could have imagined.
As ti passed, the expressions on Yang Jin and the others grew more unsettled, eventually forcing them to retreat.
ng Xianjun, anwhile, shielded Liu ngting and the other two won from the shockwaves of the energy clash.
"What exactly are they doing?"
Li Xiaoli had been watching for a while, completely clueless as to what was happening.
"It seems like a magical duel on TV."
Liu ngting frowned, watching Tang Ming with concern, "Brother ng, how is Tang Ming holding up now?"
"Don’t worry, Tang Ming’s cultivation... his martial arts seem to be more profound and enigmatic than Zhuge Qing’s. With the sa level of cultivation, Tang Ming has the upper hand now."
ng Xianjun explained with a smile, then fell silent.
"Kid, who exactly are you? The Heavenly chanism Hundred Changes you practice isn’t the orthodox technique of the Heavenly chanism Sect."
Minutes later, Zhuge Qing’s expression turned grave as he grit his teeth and glared at Tang Ming.
"Sorry, I have no idea what the Heavenly chanism Sect is. My martial arts weren’t learned from them."
Tang Ming responded coolly, "However, the person who taught this martial art said to give a ssage should I ever et soone who practices the Heavenly chanism Hundred Changes."
"What ssage?"
Zhuge Qing asked hurriedly.
"He said that the Heavenly chanism Hundred Changes he cultivated was the correct way to practice it and that you all are wrong."
Tang Ming continued forming seals, delivering the ssage truthfully.
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