I Can See Your Combat Power

The martial arts of the human race were initially created by imitating the combat methods of monsters. Even the earliest studies of Qi circulation were based on the techniques of tree spirits and wood demons, who absorb and utilize spiritual energy. Naturally, physical techniques were no exception.

If the initial enlightenment of strength can be attributed to the apelike monsters, then the power of flexibility and hidden strength could be traced to monsters like dragons, eels, snakes, and pythons.

The status of the cloud dragon is undoubtedly the highest amongst studying the art of flexibility, as Bu Lin suggested, regardless of Tang Luo’s strength, he wouldn’t have been able to prevail against six cloud dragons.

But if his body technique doesn’t work, it doesn’t mean that Tang Luo is powerless. Facing the menacing dragon, Tang Luo extended his right hand, and opened up the Yin-Yang Grinding Plate.

The colossal mill of black and white colors stirred up chaos. The six dragon shadows were immediately trapped within the mill before they had a chance to struggle. The Yin-Yang Grinding Plate rolled, and the six cloud dragons were turned into the most basic spiritual energy elements of the world. The so-called resilient dragon soul was completely eradicated, becoming pure primordial power nourishing Tang Luo.

“The Innate Yin-Yang Grinding Plate has reappeared in the world!”

The three grandmasters, who had already come to one side of the platform, looked solemnly at each other when they saw the mill shadow appear in Tang Luo’s hand. Their pupils filled with horror.

They had thought it was just a body carrying the Two Ambiguity Innate Qi, but now they realize that the truth far exceeds their imagination. Remembering the intoxicating crimes committed by the last man who possessed this divine power, the three grandmasters could not resist a shudder.

Tang Luo did not know what the three grandmasters were thinking about. After crushing the six cloud dragons, he attacked Bu Lin without hesitating.

Bu Lin, who was aggrieved by the loss of his six dragon souls, was suffering from the pain of his soul being torn apart. His body was completely paralyzed, unable to respond effectively. He was forced to watch as Tang Luo approached, while the fist carrying the sound of dragon chant and tiger roar amplified in his sight.

“Boom! Crack!”

Suddenly, a gigantic ice column rose in front of Tang Luo, stopping his punch that should have busted Bu Lin’s face. Instead, his fist landed on the edge of the ice column, breaking it.

Tang Luo retracted his fist and turned to face a grandmaster with white hair and eyebrows. “Given that Grandmaster has stepped in to intervene, I presume this duel has been concluded?” he asked in a light tone.

Even though he did not bust Bu Lin’s face with a punch, Tang Luo realized that with three grandmasters watching it was somewhat unrealistic for him to vent his emotions unchecked.

The grandmaster with white hair and eyebrows waved his hand to disperse the ice column on the platform and sighed to Tang Luo, “Young man, not only is your cultivation superior, but you also possess the divine power of the innate Yin-Yang grinding. This duel, you have won.”

The other two grandmasters nodded their heads, clearly seeing that Bu Lin, stuck in the agony of his soul being torn apart, was defenseless against Tang Luo’s punch. If they had left him alone, Bu Lin would likely have had his Sea of Consciousness shattered. The good timing of their friend’s intervention left no doubt about the outcome of the duel. Just as they were about to give the dueling token to Tang Luo, a roar came from the platform.

“What nonsense is that old man talking about!”

It was Bu Lin who returned to his senses after the pain. He pointed at the grandmaster with white hair and eyebrows and scolded, “Why are you randomly interfering? Do you think I wouldn’t be able to withstand his punch? Where’s the conclusion to this duel? Bullshit!”

Although the personality of this Qilin Mountain Saint Child was well-known, it was still unexpected that one could be so insolent. What a disappointment to meet him in person. The grandmaster with white hair and eyebrows snorted, tossed the dueling token to Tang Luo, and disappeared without a trace. The other two grandmasters also looked at Bu Lin on the stage with disappointment, shook their heads, and disappeared from the platform’s edge.

“Hey! Don’t go! Haven’t you seen that he just used Yin-Yang Grinding? Shouldn’t you arrest him!?”

Maybe Bu Lin was used to giving orders on Qilin Mountain. He could not believe that three grandmasters could leave without giving him face.

Although he cleverly relabeled the contest as undecided, after two battles, he clearly understood that he stood no chance against Tang Luo, who possessed the Yin-Yang Grinding and was superior in body techniques.

If the soul-devouring power that Shi Ji Yun awakened at a time was a top-level bloodline targeting the soul, the Yin-Yang Grinding was a top-notch divine ability targeting the soul.

Those who used the mimicry technique to cast the soul with the Dragon Spirit Bloodline were naturally powerful, but Tang Luo possesses a divine power that could firmly suppress him. Even if they fought ten more times, he would have no chance of winning.

This noble prince named Tang Luo will become his lifelong nightmare. Therefore, this man must die. Possessing the Yin-Yang Grinding Plate was a deadly sin!

Bu Lin scornfully threatened Tang Luo, “Don’t think that the matter of you destroying my six dragon souls will end like this. Wash your neck and wait!”

“I’m really curious, once the three grandmasters are gone, who gives you the courage to speak to me in such a manner!?”

Tang Luo was about to take his dueling token, and on hearing Bu Lin’s words, he prepared to pounce.

But before Tang Luo could get close, dozens of people stopped him in the center of the platform. Ready for a fight, it was the group of arbitrators who were still on the platform.

Yi Wei stood at the forefront and advised Tang Luo, “Tang Luo, the verdict has been decided. If you want to challenge Bu Lin again, it would be considered provoking Qilin Mountain. We arbitrators will not stand by and watch. Please think thrice before you act, don’t make a mistake!”

“Heh, is this your backing?”

Tang Luo paused, not charging ahead. He stared at Bu Lin who was hiding behind the others, mockingly said, “A coward who only dares to bark behind his subordinates, it’s a disgrace to Dragon Spirit Bloodline of the Earth Level.”

Provocation has always been an effective method to defeat noble-born martial artists, but the effect was not particularly good in the face of a savage character.

Not only was Bu Lin not provoked, he was proudly backed into the crowd, as if highly satisfied with the appearance of the Ji Clan’s arbitrators. He defiantly said to Tang Luo, “This is the biggest difference between the noble-born me and you, a ‘clay-legged’. I am the Dao Child of Qilin Mountain, what are you? Even if you could luck out and beat me, faced with the power of Martial Saint Mountain, you can only bow your head. Believe it or not, as long as I say a word, your Tang Family of Xiling will crumble in an instant? This, is the power of authority. You low-born, won’t understand!”

Power is power, whether it comes from oneself or from authority.

Must you fight if you can’t win? Sorry, the heritage of Martial Saint Mountain doesn’t include this attribute at all. Bu Lin doesn’t think there’s anything shameful about hiding behind his subordinates. If he had the authority to directly command the arbitrators, he would have ordered them to kill Tang Luo.

“Heh, you truly live up to being a coward. ” Tang Luo looked at Bu Lin, who was hiding at the back, and blessed him: “I sincerely hope that you will become the Saint Lord of Martial Saint Mountain in the future.”

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