Traveling through the pugilistic world is also a way to gain experience.
Being confined to one place limits your perspective, and you will never know how high the sky is or how thick the earth is.
Just like this martial art before him.
Li Yan didn’t know the na of this martial art, but he had never seen such a perfect fusion of illusion technique and kung fu before.
The Magic Veins, with their long-lasting heritage, are indeed not to be underestimated.
If you misjudge, it could an the end of your life and Dao.
While amazed, Li Yan was not afraid.
He held the knife in his right hand and retreated, dodging the shadow of the spear while his left hand clasped the Divine Tiger Token, quickly chanting in a low voice: "Nuogao, left with Three Stars, right with Three Prisons, heaven and earth overturn, all nine paths are blocked, make you lose your mind... decree!"
This is the North Emperor Protection Spell.
As his Dao improves, its power also increases.
This technique is considered a spell, counter-cursing enemies who attack with illusion and enchantnt spells.
It’s equivalent to montarily bursting with Astral Bane Energy, shocking the enemy’s Divine Soul; previously, it wasn’t enough Dao, so he used it to repel fierce beasts and yin souls.
"Roar——!"
Suddenly, the crowd on the dock heard a tiger’s roar.
This sound seed to reach their souls, shaking them so that their whole body trembled, pores opened, and sweat trickled out.
Heaven and earth overturn, all nine paths are blocked, make you lose your mind.
The North Emperor Protection Spell now showed its true power.
The people around were rely affected, but Wang Han, in the center, bore the brunt of the spell.
Buzz!
The dust stirred up by the strong wind suddenly shook.
Several Dharma Bodies inside them also dissipated simultaneously.
Wang Han’s "Lotus Dharma Body" was broken, though not injured, his mind was shaken, and he forced himself to retreat despite the discomfort.
On the other hand, Li Yan capitalized on the montum and pushed forward.
Whoosh!
The Soul-breaking Flying Blade once again whistled its way.
Wang Han barely raised his spear to fend it off.
However, Li Yan quickly followed, stepping with both feet using Mud Stepping, suddenly leaping up, the Duan Chen Blade slashing down like Mount Hua.
"Youngster, you’re brave!"
Wang Han suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart.
The saying goes, "Strength cos from the ground," even Mystic Sect Martial Arts follows this principle. Leaping in combat with feet off the ground is taboo.
Competing with him in this way was simply looking down on him.
The Yang Family Spear includes not only his previous "Dancing Flower Spear Eye-dazzling" but also "Throat-locking Spear, Ghosts and Gods Can’t Block," and "Return Horse Spear Immortals Hard to Defend."
These are his other martial arts techniques.
If not for his current shaken soul and unstable breath, he would have used a Soul-locking Spear to pierce this kid in one stab.
Thinking of this, a thought flashed in Wang Han’s mind, and he horizontally blocked with his spear, planning to regain his strength and stabilize his breath.
This arrogant youngster could be dealt with using the Return Horse Spear.
However, once again, he miscalculated.
Clang!
At the mont the blade and spear shaft touched, not only did sparks fly, but also crackling electricity erupted, and then his head went numb, his vision blackened.
It was Yin Thunder!
Wang Han was instantly filled with fear.
This kid used the Thunder Technique, why didn’t he chant a spell?
Not good, there’s sothing wrong with this blade!
He guessed the cause correctly, but it was too late.
His Divine Soul was shocked by the Yin Thunder, even worse than before, the incense fragrance on his body began to dissipate.
Admittedly, at his age, although he also reached Force Transformation, when it cos to strength and endurance, he was already losing to Li Yan.
He barely had the upper hand using Divine Strike.
Now that the Divine Strike Martial Arts were unstable and he was attacked by Yin Thunder, his strength also significantly dwindled, nearly losing his grip on the spear shaft.
Li Yan was not one to miss such an opportunity, turning with the montum, clasped the knife handle with both hands, and suddenly flicked upwards.
"Don’t think about it!"
Wang Han thought he was going to use Yin Thunder again, in desperation, he bit his tongue tip to stimulate himself to regain focus.
But this ti, it was Yang Thunder.
Yang Thunder was fierce, with electric arcs crackling on the blade. At the mont of collision with the spear shaft, it imdiately erupted.
Boom!
Thunder roared, Wang Han’s spear flew from his hands, being lifted more than ten ters high.
Li Yan strode forward, seeming to shrink the ground into inches, simultaneously dragging the knife with a backhand, slicing past Wang Han.
Blood splattered, the head flew off.
The twisted iron spear clattered to the ground.
The headless body also fell with a thud.
Li Yan didn’t even look back, casually twirling the knife to shake off the blood, sheathing the blade, while loudly declaring: "Anyone who wants Li’s life, you’re welco to try anyti!"
Having said that, he waved at the crowd.
A few people in the crowd imdiately felt a chill in their hearts, thinking Li Yan had spotted them.
However, another person erged from the crowd; it was the waiter from the inn, leading Li Yan’s stupid donkey with his luggage already tied on.
"Young hero, your donkey."
The waiter was filled with excitent, sweat dripping from his forehead.
What he saw just now, he would never forget for the rest of his life.
"Thanks."
Li Yan smiled slightly, tossing out two pieces of silver, one large and one small, "The bigger one is for the inn’s compensation, the smaller one is your reward."
"This..."
The waiter caught them, a little at a loss.
anwhile, so pugilistic world folks in the crowd secretly praised.
This one big, one small silver had its significance.
If he only gave one piece, no matter how much, there could still be issues.
The innkeeper might get greedy and not give it to the waiter.
Or give too little, causing discontent.
Problems would inevitably arise.
After all, the waiter took a risk and shouldn’t be left with trouble.
And by clarifying things first, the innkeeper wouldn’t dare play tricks.
Having strong fists is good, but knowing how to treat people is even more valuable.
For a mont, no one cared about the dead Wang Han...
As for Li Yan, he cupped his hands towards the surroundings, leading his cross-eyed donkey right to the front of the dock:
"Excuse , is there a boat going to Yibin?"
Many passenger boats were still docked at the pier.
The ship masters had witnessed the fight.
But upon hearing Li Yan’s inquiry, they all lowered their heads, saying nothing.
They had heard of so matters too.
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