However, compared to the joyous atmosphere created by the True Martial Pavilion, the expressions of the three members of the Five Poison Sect were more or less the same. At this moment, Murong Xue was pouting. She could not conceal the shock on her beautiful face. She was indescribably cute.
As for Elder Tang, his expression was uncertain. Then, he looked to the left, where the disciples of the Discipline Hall were gathered. Feeling Elder Tang's gaze, Chen Haonan nodded lightly.
Elder Tang's eyes flashed coldly. Since my identity was confirmed, it was better this way. He didn't have to ask Chen Haonan about the whereabouts of the Golden Snake Sword. He also couldn't let Chen Haonan come out to prove it. Otherwise, Chen Haonan would lose his value as a spy.
"Motherf * cker, you little trash. You still want to pretend to be a pig to eat a tiger!"
Ling Zetian cursed angrily. If not for his rich combat experience, it was very likely that he would have failed miserably in such an easy task. The move that this brat had just displayed had completely met the standards of their Dugu Hall. In other words, he was definitely not an unknown person within the True Martial Hall.
"Hehe, tiger?
You think too highly of yourself. In front of me, you are just a clown, "I shrugged and said indifferently.
To be honest, Ling Zetian was indeed outstanding, especially his power of the five poisons. I could clearly feel that the skin on the back of my hand was especially itchy and burning.
Luckily, my skin was thick, and I quickly got rid of the poison by activating both powers. However, this action caused a faint halo to appear around my arm.
"Yi Jin Jing?!"
Elder Tang frowned. As a person of the martial arts world, he naturally knew about this martial art. He even had connections with the abbot of Shaolin Temple. This white light seemed to be the power of the White rank from the sixth circulation!
Although the current Yi Jin Jing couldn't compare to the glory of the past, it was still quite terrifying. As far as he knew, the number of people who could train the Yi Jin Jing to the sixth circulation in the martial arts world could be counted on one hand.
I remember when I visited the abbot of Shaolin Temple a few years ago, he seemed to have just stepped into the sixth circulation. At that time, the entire Shaolin Temple was decorated with lanterns and colored banners. Although I still don't know where I learned the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture from, it's already amazing that I have such attainments in martial arts comparable to the abbot of Shaolin Temple at such a young age.
"Old Sui, if I'm not mistaken, this young man should be the famous Zhuang Feng, right?" Elder Tang asked despite knowing the answer.
"Yes, that's him."
Pavilion Master Sui could not help but straighten his back. He could clearly feel that Elder Tang's attitude had changed.
"That's not right. When did Zhuang Feng join the True Martial Hall?" Elder Tang was surprised.
This question put Pavilion Master Sui in a difficult position. She suddenly had an idea and said, "Elder Tang, don't forget that the six major martial arts schools in the capital belong to the True Martial Pavilion. Zhuang Feng is a member of the Guowei Martial Arts School, so he is also a member of the True Martial Pavilion."
"Oh, there's nothing wrong with your explanation."
Elder Tang said with a fake smile. He did not continue chatting and paid attention to every movement in the center of the field.
After suffering a loss just now, Ling Zetian was much more cautious. I did not hesitate and chose to take the initiative this time.
In terms of movement skills, I was not as graceful as Ling Zetian. He seemed to have mastered Qinggong martial arts. Whether it was the way he dodged or the angle of attack, they were extremely ingenious and could even be considered tricky.
However, I had thought about it before. I just had to hold my ground and did not intend to defeat him. It was not that my strength was inferior to his, but my trump card, the True Martial Seven Absolutes, was not suitable to be used in this situation.
Ling Zetian's desire to win was very strong. In just a few seconds, he had used a few consecutive killer moves. His body surged with overwhelming Qi-Jin, all of which showed the strength of the Qi-Jin in his Neidan.
In the process of a martial artist advancing from Inward Jing to Transforming Jing, the Dantian would continue to compress until it was the size of a winter date. Although the Neidan was small, it contained an amazing amount of energy. Generally speaking, experts in the early and middle stages of Transforming Jing would not be able to pass away when they reached the end of their life. Only when they reached the late stage of Transforming Jing, or even the peak stage, could they preserve their Neidan from being destroyed. This was also a precious treasure for future generations.
After all, this method of continuing one's cultivation was equivalent to changing one's fate. If one did not seize the right opportunity, it would undoubtedly be as difficult as ascending to heaven.
This was also the reason why Old Sun had encouraged me to take the Neidan. The Blood Demon had seized the opportunity to occupy my body and absorb most of the Neidan. That was how he was able to see the light of day again.
In terms of Qi-Jin, I didn't have much of an advantage, but it wasn't too far off either. On the way here, I had secretly taken a third stage Spirit Condensing Pill. In a short while, I had consolidated my Qi-Jin cultivation. I had to admit that a third stage Spirit Condensing Pill had an instant effect!
When I had time, I would refine it a few more times and give it to Guan Ruolan. Although she had lost her cultivation, her foundation was still there. The Chi Deposition Pill was simply tailor-made for her. If there were no accidents, she would most likely be able to restore her previous cultivation.
Towards this stubborn woman, my heart was filled with love. When I went to Guan Ruolan's house, I saw her climb a ladder to get her bedding. In the end, she accidentally fell. Not only did my heart ache, but I also blamed myself. From a heroine, she had become an ordinary woman. The bitterness of this was absolutely unimaginable to outsiders.
Not long after, Ling Zetian and I had already exchanged seven moves, and we were still inseparable. Of course, apart from a few big shots, the other disciples could not see anything special.
"There are still three moves left. You have to do your best!" I reminded him.
Hearing this, Ling Zetian's face slightly twitched, and a haze appeared in his eyes. He was already very anxious. Seeing my fearless expression, his head started to ache even more.
"Little trash, you forced me to do this!" Ling Zetian clenched his teeth and shouted in exasperation. His body trembled, and then he opened his hand.
A strange black insect floated above his palm.