C268 Don't be too Arrogant!(1)

Woo Zhengyang charged into the storm of sword lights. Anyone else might have been deemed insane, but not Woo Zhengyang. In battle, he was always on the edge of madness. Since there was no way to deliberately trigger the golden vortex technique, he welcomed the real crisis head-on. That was his wild idea, and he acted on it.

Of course, Woo Zhengyang wasn't foolish enough to rush in and meet his end. As the sword lights came at him, his hands moved swiftly, executing the Azure Cloud Embracing Moon Palm. Under the protection of his Body Protecting Astral Qi, the palm shadows he cast turned golden.

Twenty-four palm shadows, then thirty-six, forty-eight, seventy-two... The palm shadows clashed continuously with the sword lights, and Woo Zhengyang kept pushing his limits. Initially, his palm shadows couldn't match the number of Fu Chuan's sword lights, and some sword lights struck his protective qi. But soon, they were evenly matched.

In just a few breaths, neither could tell how many swords or palms they had unleashed. Fu Chuan grew increasingly alarmed; Woo Zhengyang was like a fighting machine. Despite Fu Chuan's mid-level Reality Condensing Stage and mastery of sword skills, Woo Zhengyang was gradually keeping pace.

Woo Zhengyang couldn't quite tell if he was pleased or worried. The golden vortex remained still, but his mastery of the Azure Cloud Embracing Moon Palm was nearing perfection.

Time ticked by, and Fu Chuan's tense expression turned grim. At first, he had the upper hand in speed against Woo Zhengyang, but it didn't matter. This guy was a monster, always managing to block Fu Chuan's sword with precision. His sword energy couldn't penetrate Woo Zhengyang's Body Protecting Astral Qi.

Moreover, it was clear Woo Zhengyang was using him as a sparring partner, his control over the palm technique improving steadily.

Fu Chuan wanted to change tactics, but it was too late. They were in sync now, and Woo Zhengyang was relentless. If Fu Chuan let his guard down, he might get knocked away by one of Woo Zhengyang's powerful strikes.

The struggle continued for a long time, pushing both Woo Zhengyang and Fu Chuan to the brink of exhaustion. Yet, Woo Zhengyang showed no signs of stopping. For him, exhaustion was just a lack of energy flow. Even without it, his strength and speed were formidable. Besides, he had Sword-shaped Genuine Qi ready to take over at any moment.

For Fu Chuan, however, this wave of genuine qi was depleting. To trigger the next wave, he needed a brief pause, and if Woo Zhengyang seized that moment, the consequences could be dire.

At this moment, Fu Chuan couldn't afford to delay any longer. After unleashing a flurry of sword shadows, he abruptly retreated. Woo Zhengyang, on the brink of mastering the "Azure Cloud Embracing Moon Palm," wasn't about to let Fu Chuan escape. Without hesitation, Woo Zhengyang pursued him closely.

Fu Chuan felt like he was losing his mind; this guy was just too relentless. Cursing under his breath, Fu Chuan had no choice but to keep struggling to hold his ground. Finally, Woo Zhengyang's hands split into seventy-two palm shadows. The "Azure Cloud Embracing Moon Palm" had broken through its limits!

Even though the golden vortex hadn't revealed its secrets, breaking through the "Azure Cloud Embracing Moon Palm" was a victory for Woo Zhengyang. Continuing the fight with Fu Chuan seemed pointless now, so Woo Zhengyang withdrew his palms.

Fu Chuan, on the verge of collapse, had nearly exhausted the energy he had just channeled to keep going. Woo Zhengyang had already stopped, yet Fu Chuan was still enduring the ordeal, swinging his sword a few more times before realizing it was time to retreat.

"Sigh..." Woo Zhengyang sighed, turning to the disciple who had led him here. "Let's go. Arrange a place for me to stay."

Woo Zhengyang's sigh made Fu Chuan hang his head in shame. At this point, he felt no anger towards Woo Zhengyang's disdain, as he knew he had no right to be angry.

As a martial artist at the mid-stage of the Reality Condensing Stage, wielding a mid-grade spirit weapon like a gilded sword, Fu Chuan had honed his sword skills to perfection over many years. Yet, he found himself unable to contend with Woo Zhengyang, who was unarmed. In fact, Woo Zhengyang seemed to treat him as a mere sparring partner. How could Fu Chuan maintain his anger when faced with such humiliation?

It wasn't just about the techniques; Woo Zhengyang didn't even seem to be exerting his full strength. The gap between them was evident.

"I..." Fu Chuan opened his mouth, but words failed him.

"Don't be too arrogant!" Woo Zhengyang said, clearly annoyed.

Woo Zhengyang didn't harbor much resentment towards Fu Chuan and Helian Bozhong. Especially after learning that their roles as leaders of their respective sects were orchestrated by the Profound Heaven Sect, he could understand their attempts to intimidate him. In that sense, they weren't too excessive, and Woo Zhengyang wasn't one to kill indiscriminately. A lesson to deter them from provoking him again would suffice.

"Don't be too arrogant?"

Fu Chuan looked at Woo Zhengyang, his face filled with terror. Speaking of arrogance, who could surpass this madman? But on second thought, Fu Chuan suddenly realized something. Woo Zhengyang was indeed wild, but labeling him as arrogant didn't quite fit.