Immortality Begins With Internal Breathing

With the referee’s command, Ni Qiangkun shot out instantly. His speed was astonishing, and his movement techniques were extremely nimble—only a hair inferior to what Lin Zheyu had just displayed.

Whoosh!

A blood-red saber light flashed past, but Lin Zheyu swayed lightly and easily avoided the attack. Ni Qiangkun was not surprised. With a twist of his wrist, his body abruptly turned, and the long saber stabbed upward at a strange angle straight toward Lin Zheyu’s throat.

Lin Zheyu suddenly shot out his right hand to catch Ni Qiangkun’s blood-red long saber. The saber struck against the palm of his hand, protected by tungsten gloves, producing a crisp sound. Enormous force was transmitted from the saber, causing Lin Zheyu’s blood qi to surge as he retreated two steps to absorb the terrifying power of the strike.

Hm?

Ni Qiangkun was startled inwardly.

That strike of his was terrifyingly powerful, and few martial artists dared to receive it head-on. Ni Qiangkun tightened his grip on the long saber so that he could pull it back, yet it felt as though an iron clamp had seized the saber. The long saber could not move at all.

Not good!

Ni Qiangkun was slightly alarmed and abandoned the saber in his hand, retreating rapidly. During the retreat, his right hand reached back to grab the hilt of another blood-red long saber.

Heh. Your speed is fast, but not fast enough to... Damn!

The moment the thought arose in Ni Qiangkun’s mind, an overwhelming sense of danger struck instantly.

The sound of wind and thunder could suddenly be heard. Lin Zheyu’s speed surged in an instant as his fist smashed toward Ni Qiangkun’s chest.

Clang!

Ni Qiangkun quickly raised the blood-red long saber to block. The fist struck the saber, and a terrifying force was transmitted through it. However, Lin Zheyu didn’t stop there and continued to swing his fists.

The sounds of wind and thunder kept exploding as Lin Zheyu, like a ferocious beast, continued to blast out punches like cannonballs. Even though Ni Qiangkun tried his best to keep up his defense with his saber, he still could not stop the attacks.

This guy was still hiding his strength! Fuck! Didn’t Tang Weizhong say he was poisoned? Why has it not acted up yet?

The sense of crisis in Ni Qiangkun’s heart grew ever stronger.

Every time Lin Zheyu’s fists pounded against his saber, Ni Qiangkun’s hands would grow more and more numb. Ni Qiangkun found it hard to imagine that a Marrow Refining realm martial artist could possess such terrifying strength.

Could this kid be a Marrow Refining realm cultivator who had broken through the ninth transformation of blood qi?

***

What is going on? Wasn’t Zhao Hao poisoned? Did Li Yanming lie to me?

Seeing Ni Qiangkun fall into a disadvantage, Tang Weizhong became anxious in his heart.

Compared to when he was at Heavenly Blade Peak, Lin Zheyu had grown much stronger. Tang Weizhong truly could not imagine how he had done it.

A sharp intake of breath sounded from all around the area.

”This guy is incredible. This battle is comparable to the peak clashes between genius martial artists of previous years.”

”Exactly. I did not expect such an exciting battle to appear on just the second day. Coming to this martial cultivation exchange was worth it.”

”No one knows this person’s background. I wonder if he can withstand the pressure from those genius martial artists a few days later.”

Below the arena, the spectators watched with great interest.

”Old man, even after training for so many years, you are still nothing special.”

This man was indeed very strong. His saber techniques had reached a masterful level, making it impossible to approach him directly. If things continued like this, Lin Zheyu would certainly win, but letting the opponent off so easily left him extremely dissatisfied. He wanted to provoke the other party, find a flaw, and see if he could kill him on the spot.

”Hmph. The battle is not over yet. Do not celebrate too early.” Ni Qiangkun snorted coldly.

He was waiting... waiting for the poison in his opponent’s body to take effect. He had heard of Calamity Wood Vine Incense and Crimson Dream Orchid. They were powerful poisons specially used to restrict the circulation of blood qi within Marrow Refining realm martial artists. After being poisoned, blood qi circulation would become sluggish, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, leaving less than thirty percent of one’s strength usable.

Boom, boom, boom.

Lin Zheyu’s fist momentum was fierce and domineering. The Violet Thunder Dominance Fist was already forceful and violent by nature, and combined with his increasingly powerful Dominance fist momentum, its might, though inferior to Violet Thunder true intent, was still terrifying. Each punch sent numbing shocks through Ni Qiangkun’s arms.

What is this guy waiting for? He clearly has no chance of winning, yet he keeps holding on. Is he waiting for me to reveal a flaw?

Lin Zheyu’s thoughts raced, unable to understand why the opponent persisted. Even if this dragged on, the other side had no chance at all. Persisting like this made no sense whatsoever.

I will expose a flaw and see what happens.

With a loud bang, he pushed off the ground and shot forward like a cannonball. Suddenly, halfway through the charge, his body stalled abruptly before continuing forward, though at a noticeably slower speed.

It’s here! Haha, now you are dead for sure!

Seeing this, Tang Weizhong’s expression lit up, and he almost shouted aloud.

Ni Qiangkun, who had been closely watching Lin Zheyu’s movements, suddenly had a sharp gleam flash in his eyes. His blood qi circulated frantically, forming a blood qi vortex within his body. Muscles and veins bulged on his arms as his Bloody Slaughter true intent crushed toward Lin Zheyu.

”Die!”

Ni Qiangkun’s voice rang out like that of a reaper. After using a burst technique, his speed and attack power multiplied severalfold, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived before Lin Zheyu.

Clang!

Lin Zheyu crossed his arms and used his tungsten gloves to block the powerful strike. The immense force transmitted through him sent him flying backward.

So strong!

Lin Zheyu was slightly surprised. This old man indeed had a hidden trump card.

However, he felt no fear at all. Just now, he had not used any blood qi burst technique, relying purely on the powerful blood qi after a qualitative change to attack. If not for using the Ninefold Origin Lock Art to seal most of his blood qi and life essence, he would not even need a burst technique to easily deal with Ni Qiangkun. Unfortunately, the current situation was not suitable.

Bang!

Lin Zheyu stomped down hard with his right foot, halting his retreat. The blood qi within his body surged violently as he activated the blood qi burst technique, and terrifying power brewed rapidly inside him. Since he had not retrained the Golden Goose Technique, he was unable to perform delicate evasive movements while using the burst technique. Therefore, he could only wait for a flaw in Ni Qiangkun’s attack and unleash his strongest strike.

Whoosh.

When his strike failed, Ni Qiangkun tapped his toe lightly, his body turning fluidly as the blood-red long saber slashed toward him once more.

What a good opportunity!

The corner of Lin Zheyu’s mouth lifted slightly.

Boom!

The power he had been building up erupted in an instant. His body shot forward at several times his original speed as the Violet Thunder Dominance Fist crashed out, tearing through the air with a sharp hiss.

Damn it, he is not poisoned! This is a trap!

Seeing Lin Zheyu suddenly unleash even more terrifying power than before, alarm bells rang loudly in Ni Qiangkun’s mind.

He twisted his wrist and quickly withdrew his saber momentum, retreating rapidly. However, it was already too late. Lin Zheyu, using the blood qi burst technique, was unimaginably fast. The massive fist rapidly expanded in Ni Qiangkun’s vision before smashing into his chest with a thunderous impact.

The sound of shattering bones rang out clearly as the fist pierced straight through Ni Qiangkun’s chest. Due to the extreme speed, the immense inertia caused Lin Zheyu’s entire body to crash into him, sending him flying backward.

Splat.

Ni Qiangkun spat out a mouthful of blood and slammed heavily beneath the arena, narrowly missing a hapless martial artist watching below.

”Good, good, good!”

The elderly man surnamed Yang, who had been lounging leisurely in his chair, burst into repeated praise and suddenly sat upright upon witnessing Lin Zheyu’s explosive display.

”An excellent seed, an excellent seed! That burst just now already rivals the top geniuses within the sect. Without systematic guidance and without cultivating any powerful true technique, reaching such a level using only ordinary techniques is simply unbelievable. If he were guided by a renowned master and paired with powerful true techniques, his future would be limitless.”

The old man surnamed Yang was extremely excited. This person was someone he was determined to take.