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Chapter 49 Is there no law left?!



Chapter 49 Is there no law left?!

"what?"

Yue Xingtian, who was already nearing the end of the pill's side effects, flew into a rage upon hearing this.

Senior Wang added fuel to the fire, saying, "He's faster than you, he's about to overtake you."

"impossible."

Yue Xingtian was immediately enraged and, ignoring the injury on his fist, began to frantically pound the stone wall.

If your fists are a bloody mess, use your knees, your shoulders, and everything else on your body to spread the damage.

This attack, lacking spiritual power, filled the air with stone dust.

The burly man inhaled a large mouthful of dust, his chest pounding like a drum, and slammed his head against the stone wall, sending fragments of rock flying.

At that very moment, he sensed a regular vibration in his skin pressed against the rock; his opponent had approached him.

The pattern, the pattern is bad news, it means that Master Cuihong has plenty of energy and is far from reaching his limit.

No, no, no, this is good news. The competition is about to end. What good is having extra energy? It's not about who has more stamina left after the competition.

The best players will exhaust their last bit of energy in the final second of the match.

Yue Xingtian's eyes were bloodshot. Suddenly, he stood up straight, his arms outstretched, standing in place like a cross.

"Blood Secret Technique: Might".

On the battlefield, when your spiritual power is exhausted, your divine weapon is broken, and all you can trust is your own body, then blood becomes the last fuel.

Burn it.

Let an unyielding will take control of the broken body, and let everything that remains burn brightly.

Heart, urging this broken body forward; lungs, becoming bellows of a blazing furnace.

My bones, my unbreakable bones.

I command you.

I command you to become an indestructible blade.

Tempered with the raging flames of blood, it cuts through everything in its path.

go ahead!

The blood in Yue Xingtian's body was circulating at dozens of times the usual efficiency, and the temperature rose to a frenzied state.

Steam rises from the body, like the cloak fluttering as a hot-blooded hero runs across the land in the dead of winter, like the final roar forced out by burning blood, like the undying heroic song that echoes long in the soul.

He tore through the stone wall like a wild beast, his low growls echoing through the mine tunnel, and the aura emanating from him terrified even the old man.

His imposing presence spoke volumes.

I will win, a victory that will be a fight to the death.

Senior Wang gasped, thinking, 'Is this the power of the Blood Secret Technique? If I could just get close to a Foundation Establishment cultivator, wouldn't I be able to trade my life for theirs? Does the Yue family truly follow the path of abandoning heaven and earth to focus solely on humanity?'

Yue means high mountain.

Yue Xingtian, fighting against the heavens?

Yue Kaishan, a mountain, is also the earth; is he fighting against the earth?

Specialized skills and human resources.

This is the Blood Secret Art; it is not merely a spell to overload oneself with blood, but also a secret art to awaken the bloodlust that has always existed in the human heart.

.....

The incense stick was almost burned out.

The rumbling sounds ahead had become so continuous that they were no longer distinguishable.

The old man's paper doll carved a small hole in the wall, then shouted with all its might, "Countdown, ten, nine..."

The moment the voice roared out, everything in front of them became chaotic, the roar drowning out everything else.

The sound waves alone made the old man feel dizzy and disoriented. Could it be that...?

not good!

"Eight, seven, six... Yue Xingtian, what are you doing!"

"In the darkness of ignorance, chaos reigned, and heaven and earth did not exist..."

Yue Xingtian was stunned, chanting to himself. In his eyes, the stone wall in front of him was a line of enemies, forming a shield formation, ready for battle.

What then?

Follow me to break through the formation!

Yue Xingtian had no more reservations and threw a punch with all his might.

The crimson light shone like the sun, its overwhelming power forcing Senior Wang to squint.

After the attack, the last remaining incense and candles were blown away by the gale, leaving a radial hole tens of meters long in front of them.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Yue, on successfully breaking through to the next realm."

The old man took small steps forward, fearing that the other person had completely lost their senses and that the madness was not yet over.

"Whoo~~~~"

Yue Xingtian stood still, slowly raising his fist. The lines of flesh and blood were clearly visible on it, but not a drop of blood came out.

"I fouled."

"Ah."

His final punch was a full-force punch as he broke through to a higher realm, a punch delivered by someone at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Based on this single punch, Senior Wang was certain that Yue Xingtian was a top expert in the Qi Refining stage, capable of dominating this realm.

"According to the rules, I should be the one to lose."

Yue Xingtian felt at peace. Rather than fighting Zhong Ming, he was fighting his past self, and he had won.

It's only a hundred low-grade spirit stones. If you could buy a breakthrough in cultivation level with just that many spirit stones, that would be a great deal.

The old man spoke slowly, "How about we take the place where you stood before you broke through to the next realm as your final score?"

"This...isn't that a bad idea?"

"There's nothing wrong with it, so I declare you the loser."

"what?"

Yue Xingtian turned to look at the old man in confusion, but the old man gestured for him to look ahead.

Inside the enormous cave that had been blasted into an umbrella shape, the side edges slowly crumbled, and stones rolled down one by one.

One head cautiously peeked out, looked around, and then withdrew.

"Senior Wang, can you hear that? It sounds like there's been a collapse ahead. I heard a really loud noise. Did we dig into a cave or something and it collapsed because of the shock?"

Where Yue Kaishan stood, a square stone brick appeared on the side of the stone wall. It must have been cut four times with a hoe blade and pushed out.

Zhong Ming's head, covered in sweat, was revealed, and his body was soaked through, emanating a strong stench of sweat.

"Kid, it's nothing. Yue Xingtian just lost control of his power and used the Blood Secret Technique to blast a big hole."

Yue Xingtian suddenly burst into laughter, bent down, pointed at Zhong Ming's nose, and said, "Referee, referee! Tell me, do you have any shame? My breakthrough is against the rules, but his breakthrough is his own ability. Is there no law here? Is there no justice here?"

The old man suppressed a laugh with a serious expression and could only answer in a high-pitched voice, "He was already at the third level of Qi Refining a stick of time ago. He just broke through to the next level, and his spiritual energy is so abundant that he definitely can't use it all up in a stick of incense. Otherwise, why would I have reminded you that you're about to lose?"

Senior Wang was secretly very biased towards Zhong Ming, because Yue Xingtian didn't need to continue digging forward at all. He only needed to go back to the place where Zhong Ming had previously cultivated and broken through to the next realm, and then interfere with his digging along the way to win.

The old man's words were a subtle way of provoking Yue Xingtian, making him angry, catching him off guard, and, more accurately, making him unable to let go of his dignity.

Even taking a step back and interfering a little more would be admitting that even with the pills, one is still no match for the opponent.

Zhong Mingsheng's victory lies in his low level of understanding.

The division of Qi Refining stages is not so rigorous. In the earliest times, it was based on the meridians that could flow smoothly. The human body has twelve major meridians, so the earliest Qi Refining stages were divided into twelve levels.

Unlike the Golden Core stage, where each realm represents a different level of understanding, the earliest Qi Refining stage was simply divided based on the amount of spiritual energy.

The peak of Qi Refining means being able to control the regular... that is, the thin spiritual energy, to fill all the meridians without causing problems, which is considered the Great Perfection of Qi Refining.

Later, people continued their research and discovered more meridians that could be cultivated, such as the eight extraordinary meridians, namely the Ren and Du meridians, the Chong meridian, the Dai meridian, etc. At this time, they were reorganized and divided into nine levels.

Yue Xingtian suppressed himself to the second level of Qi Refining, which is the level of a normal person.

However, Zhong Ming, who appears to be more than normal, actually has an extra dragon vein and several reusable "divine artifact" veins. His Qi Refining Level 2 is much stronger than that of a normal person.

Even ignoring these factors, let's assume that breaking through from the seventh to the eighth level of Qi Refining results in a one-seventh increase in spiritual power for someone at the seventh level. However, breaking through from the second to the third level results in a 50% increase in spiritual power for someone at the second level, not to mention other improvements.

For example, the effect of a dragon soul secretly consuming spiritual energy, resulting in the strengthening of flesh and blood.

Are there any pills that can provide an even greater boost?

Yes, but Yue Xingtian dared not eat it.

They are prone to death.


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