C14 Insufficient Strength

What was an instant?

According to the Ren Wang Sutra, a single flick of a finger was equivalent to sixty seconds, with nine hundred deaths in an instant.

The moment that occurred on the Water-ink Cloud Platform did not affect the life and death of everyone present, but it was enough to determine the outcome of a battle.

Dusk Moon, Lone Star, Northern Wind, Black Mountain, and palm-sized snow.

Qian Guang stood in front of Tang Weiji, breathing heavily like a grizzly, and his chest emitted a raggedy sound like the breathing of a bellows. He still maintained his attack from before, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

The moon was washed brighter and brighter by the cool night air; the lonely stars shone in the light of the river; the north wind was galloping like a mighty horse; the black mountain was like an ancient giant, silent and solemn.

As a result, the palm-sized snow was dancing under the moonlight, shining under the starlight, jumping in the north wind, and resting on the black mountain.

Along with that snowflake, Qian Guang's heavy breathing could be heard. He hid the emotion that people called 'shock' into his arms and asked the question that everyone wanted to ask, "How did you do that?"

Tang Weiji looked at the fist that hit his chest and frowned. It seemed like he was in pain, but he also seemed to be thinking about something.

Qian Guang saw him ignore him and asked again, "How did you withstand this attack?"

Tang Weiji raised his head with a blank look on his face. When he came back to his senses, he realized why Qian Guang had such a question.

He neither dodged nor blocked the punch just now, only taking it head on. He originally wanted to confirm his guess, but he unexpectedly discovered that his current body seemed to be terrifyingly tough.

Such a powerful punch couldn't even make him take a step back. On the contrary, Tang Weiji wanted to moan and shout "Shuang" the moment his fists reached his body.

Thus, he had no way to answer Qian Guang's question. How to answer? Even he didn't know what was going on, so how could he answer?

Therefore, after pondering for a moment, Tang Weiji honestly said what he felt, "Maybe the power behind that punch was not enough."

Strength... Not enough?

The crowd of disciples who had been listening to their conversation all this while had turned chaotic in the wind. What was he talking about? What the hell was this person? What does it mean to have insufficient strength? Is it what we understand? Is this person's comprehension of strength not enough to match our understanding of the meaning?

On the jade colored cloud deck, Green Dragon Camp Vice General Lu Yuan sighed, and unconsciously clenched his hands tightly, the cyan mist in his helmet pulsated happily. He turned his head to Lan Ruyu and sincerely sighed: "Your Faangcun Mount disciple is really interesting."

Lan Ruyu understood the meaning behind his words, but he didn't understand the hidden meaning behind it, so he could only smile and remain silent.

The elders looked at each other in dismay. Other than shock, there was nothing else in their eyes. They were also silent, but more and more attention was focused on Tang Weiji. Several elders who were not sure about Tang Weiji's background started to ask their good friend Tang Weiji.

Weixiao Xihan squatted on the ground with his mouth wide open like a toad.

Buying a sword to pat his shoulder, he earnestly asked, "Do you still remember your bet?"

Weixiao Xihan shuddered and shook his head desperately. What a joke, when had he, a little god of gambling, become so foolish that he would bet on a gamble that he would lose for sure?

Whether it was shock, anger, admiration, or admiration, the person with the most emotional changes was naturally Qian Guang, who was standing in front of Tang Weiji.

He let out a low growl and squeezed out a sentence from the back of his throat. "Don't forget that the battle is not over yet."

Tang Weiji looked at him and pointed at his chest again, "Why don't you try again?"

Qian Guang got angry and punched harder and harder. The bloodline power of the Mountain Overturned Earthworm was stimulated to the extreme by him, and a faint golden light covered his body. The dark sea of clouds trembled continuously, as if there was a giant beast running back and forth above it.

One of the Five Thunder Peak's elders looked at the elder of Zelin Peak and sincerely praised: "Look at Qian Guang's extraordinary qi image today, his blood essence is so condensed. I'm afraid that he will soon step into the Qi Transformation Stage and congratulate Zelin Peak ahead of time."

Elder Zelin knew that he was speaking the truth and was sincerely congratulating him. However, no matter what he did, he could not bring himself to be happy as he looked at the battlefield on the ink-colored cloud platform.

The battle on the ink-colored cloud deck had been one-sided from the start. However, this one-sided battle left everyone dumbfounded.

From start to finish, it was Qian Guang who attacked. Tang Weiji just stood there, swearing without retaliating at all. What made people despair was that no matter how fast and violent Qian Guang's attack was and how terrifying his momentum was, Tang Weiji just stood there and never took a step back, as if those fists didn't land on him.

This was something that couldn't happen, even if it was an elder of Three Elements Stage, without activating their bloodline's power and without using any skills, they could only rely on their own bodies to stand there. Even if Qian Guang attacked them, he wouldn't be able to withstand such a swift and violent attack.

Who was Qian Guang? Even if he was not famous before, after watching his battle, all the disciples with Faangcun Mount knew that he was one of the most difficult to deal with disciples of the third generation. However, such a person couldn't even force him to act in front of Tang Weiji. The disciple that Patriarch Nine had chosen was born to be a monster!

Amongst the people who were shocked, only Green Dragon Camp and the other two looked at each other. There was some joy in their eyes, some relief, and at the same time, also some seriousness. They secretly transmitted to each other.

"Is it him?"

"They have the same name and the same strength. Other than their appearances being different, their appearances are different. It's not that he can't match up."

"Can you find out who provided the information?"

"That person is quite familiar with Green Dragon Camp, we are unable to find out who he is."

"Even so, if he is proven to be a remnant of the Profound realm, who would dare to stop us in the entire Faangcun Mount."

"Just watch."

The three of them straightened their backs. Lan Ruyu looked at them with a bit of confusion and shock in his eyes.

Are they here for Tang Weiji?

The more he fought, the more aggrieved Qian Guang became, the more he felt helpless and helpless. Tang Weiji in front of him was like a stone man, no matter how much strength he used or what kind of arcane skills he used, he couldn't do any damage to him. This kind of defensive power was almost comparable to the legendary Black Tortoise Lineage that had an invincible defense.

If even the other party's shell couldn't be broken, how could he talk about defeating his opponent? Qian Guang finally understood Tang Weiji's previous meaning.

The battle had ended from the very beginning.

Qian Guang sighed and lightly landed on the ground. He lowered his fist and cursed in his heart as he looked at Tang Weiji, who had his eyes closed, with an expression that could not be determined from pain or pleasure.

Tang Weiji's feeling was completely different. He was like a piece of iron thrown into a furnace, enjoying the hammer's forging and beating. Feeling the rapidly increasing strength under the pain, the blacksmith suddenly stopped swinging the hammer. He immediately became angry.

Why did he stop halfway through his pleasure? One couldn't be so unkind.

Moreover, he already felt that his way of thinking was correct. Just based on the obstacles that he was unable to break through, he already had signs of loosening under the effects of external forces. However, at this time, she actually stopped. How could she do this!

He opened his eyes in dissatisfaction, looked at Qian Guang in dissatisfaction, and even slightly reproached: "Why did you stop? "Let's continue."

Qian Guang nearly vomited blood. Don't you know how to stop it? Do you think it's shameful enough? Come again? He had lost all face when he came to Zelin Peak again.

He was so angry that his face turned red. With a cold snort, he turned around and walked down the platform.

Tang Weiji stretched out his hand and exclaimed twice. His expression was as pitiful as a abandoned baby's.

No one had thought that the battle would end in such a strange way, and calling it hasty wasn't considered hasty either, there were even many people who had guessed the outcome of the battle from the very beginning. But what was with this feeling of grievance?

According to the rules of the Snow Tribute Society, as long as both sides were willing to fight, they could continue to challenge the other party. Tang Weiji then shouted twice, hoping that someone would replace Qian Guang, but no one paid any attention to him.

Qian Guang's strength was among the top of the third generation disciples, and only a few people were able to beat him. Those with insufficient strength would naturally not respond, and those with strength higher than Qian Guang, such as the two disciples of the Five Thunder Peaks, were unwilling to help.

It was still the same logic. If you win and you get nothing, you lose and you get nothing. Why do you have to look for trouble?

Tang Weiji became anxious seeing that no one was paying attention to him. There was nothing more important to him now than breaking the strange entanglement of energy in his body.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Tang Weiji's gaze swept across the Chengliu Peak's periphery. When he saw someone, his eyes lit up, and he immediately had an idea.

He waved his hand in that direction, "Hey! "You? I'll challenge you."

Everyone followed Tang Weiji's gaze, and saw Weixiao Xihan, who squatted on the ground with an innocent look.

Weixiao Xihan looked at the crowd blankly and started to curse loudly in his heart. He thought to himself, this daddy isn't even a disciple of your Faangcun Mount, so what does your appreciation of the snow have to do with me?

Seeing that the person was not coming up, Tang Weiji was so anxious that he was jumping up and down on the cloud deck. Weixiao Xihan lowered his head and saw nothing.

He had just lowered his head when he suddenly saw a pair of legs beside him that had been planted horizontally on the limestone a moment ago.

Weixiao Xihan was surprised. He looked up to buy a sword and his mouth was wide open, he couldn't even speak, "You... "You want to go up?"

The sword buyer stood up and casually threw his sword into Weixiao Xihan's arms. He stretched his body and rolled his eyes, "No way."

No one on the entire Chengliu Peak dared to speak after the person who bought the sword stood up. Everyone just looked at this legendary Eldest Senior Brother quietly, thinking to themselves, what ability does Tang Weiji have to be able to make Eldest Senior Brother act personally?

Even if he was a little strange, Eldest Senior Brother was already an expert of Three Elements Stage, wouldn't it be giving him too much face if he were to attack.

The world was silent, with only the wind and snow blowing harder.

Tang Weiji was a bit at a loss on the cloud deck. He thought, "Who are you? The person I want to challenge isn't you."