Chapter 75: Battle Lü Er (2)
Although Lü Er was fast, he was not as fast as Spiritual Sense, so all cultivators who had reached the Guiyi Realm or above could “see” clearly.
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“Is this guy for real? This punch is even more ruthless than the one he used on Cheng Kang!”
“My god, if that hit landed, Qi Huang would immediately be sent to an early grave.”
“What a brute! Although Qi Huang is annoying, she’s still a delicate little beauty. A little punishment would have sufficed, why go all out? Wouldn’t it be better to leave her to benefit the vast majority of male compatriots?”
“Does this guy like men? His reputation for lust is just a facade to prove his sexual orientation, otherwise why would he hit Qi Huang harder than Cheng Kang?”
…Soul Dream Qi [Er San Lin Si Ji u Qi (3) Si…
All the cultivators held their breath. Only at this moment did they truly understand that Lü Er was not the lustful person they had imagined. His firm will and ruthless attacks undoubtedly surpassed 99.9% of men.
However, the people of HongHua Sect remained calm because they knew Qi Huang wouldn’t lose.
At this moment, Lü Er’s punch, carrying the force of thunder, reached Qi Huang. Just as he was about to ruthlessly destroy the flower, a strange thing happened.
“Bang!”
The next moment, Lü Er’s fist seemed to hit an invisible wall, instantly disappearing like a mud ox entering the sea, its power vanishing without a trace.
Lü Er stumbled back two steps, his face filled with bewilderment, unsure of what had happened.
“What’s going on?”
The cultivators below the stage were also surprised, so they all condensed their Spiritual Sense and scanned that area.
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“Spiritual Sense! It’s actually Spiritual Sense!”
“My heavens! Am I seeing this right? Qi Huang withstood a punch from a cultivator at the peak of the Huashen Realm solely with her Spiritual Sense!”
“How is this possible? How strong is her Spiritual Sense?”
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The plaza immediately erupted into an uproar.
“This is impossible!”
In front of the grand hall, Elder Zuo instantly sprang up from his chair, his eyes bulging, almost popping out of their sockets.
“This… this is impossible… How… how could she block Lü Er’s punch with just her Spiritual Sense?”
Steward Cai also trembled with shock, unable to even stand.
In the plaza, Lin Ran’s small mouth was agape in shock. She subconsciously clenched her fists, not even feeling her sharp nails digging into her palms, letting blood seep out. At this moment, she finally understood why Cheng Hong Ling had said those words.
“Spiritual Sense! It’s actually Spiritual Sense! How is this possible? I am a cultivator at the peak of the Huashen Realm, how strong is your Spiritual Sense?”
Lü Er, on the stage, also understood the situation. He looked at Qi Huang with a mixture of shock and anger.
“Want to know? Keep fighting! Break it and you’ll find out!”
Qi Huang, while chewing melon seeds, suggested indistinctly.
“I don’t believe your Spiritual Sense can reach the Shentong Realm!”
Lü Er knew he had no retreat. His face contorted with ferocity, and then he took a few steps back. True Qi overflowed from his hands, forming a uniquely shaped metal fist gauntlet with diamond-shaped protrusions at the knuckles, looking incredibly lethal.
“Die!”
Lü Er roared and charged forward again. Each step he took sank deeply into the ground, kicking up a sky full of granite fragments. His gauntlet rubbed fiercely against the air, immediately bursting into flames. Even in broad daylight, it was so bright that it was impossible to look directly at, rivaling the sun. The air around his fist warped due to the high temperature.
Qi Huang’s beautiful face, in the bright light, was even more breathtaking. However, not a trace of fear could be seen on it. She still had a smile on her lips, even though her long hair and skirt were fluttering wildly under the force of her opponent’s punch.
“Bang!”
Lü Er’s world-shattering punch once again slammed into the Spiritual Sense shield.
“Boom!”
With a deafening explosion, the granite stage beneath Lü Er’s feet, as if struck by a meteor, instantly turned into countless fragments that shot into the sky, forming a terrifying pit. Giant cracks spread around, scaring the cultivators into scattering like startled birds. The foundation of a nearby palace was affected and began to shake precariously.
The crowd, having barely found their footing, quickly looked towards the arena.
In the middle of the plaza, there was no longer any arena, only a terrifying pit. The two combatants, however, were still suspended in the air by their Spiritual Sense.
Lü Er slowly retracted his fist. The gauntlet on it was cracked and then turned into iron dust that scattered in the wind. His wrist was severely deformed, clearly fractured by the recoil force.
“Are you just tickling me? Don’t stop! Keep going!”
Qi Huang, however, sat leisurely on a small stool in mid-air, casually swinging her legs. Even without the arena, she hadn’t moved an inch.
“Pfft!”
Lü Er’s throat suddenly felt sweet, and he spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood.
“Oh no! You’re spitting blood? Are you alright? Can you still fight?”
Qi Huang asked with feigned surprise.
Lü Er slowly raised his head, looking at Qi Huang with a solemn expression: “Shentong Realm Spiritual Sense, it’s actually Shentong Realm Spiritual Sense! How exactly did you do it?”
“You look like you can’t fight anymore, right? Then I’ll send you back to your main body’s Sea of Consciousness!”
Qi Huang willed it, and the Cicada Wing Sword appeared before her, then vanished in a flash.
“Swish!”
A sound of ripping air was heard.
The cultivators below looked at Lü Er. They saw him staring blankly at his left chest, where his clothes were torn open. Blood quickly gushed out. It was clear that with his strength, he couldn’t possibly dodge the Sword Control technique of the Shentong Realm.
“My god! She actually dares to kill a prodigy from Zhongzhou?”
The cultivators below turned pale with fear and retreated several steps, afraid of being implicated.
“Hehe…”
Lü Er suddenly burst into wild laughter, his gaze fixed on Qi Huang, revealing naked possessiveness.
A moment later, his sturdy body fell from the sky, crashing into the bottomless pit below.
“Wow! Fairy Qi won! Fairy Qi won! Qi Er San Lin (4) Jiu Qi $ San UDsi!”
At the same time, a thunderous cheer erupted from outside the wall.
The cultivators inside the wall were the opposite, dejected and as if they had lost their parents.
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“Hehe, is this the descendant of immortals you worship as a god? They are simply no match for our Junior Sister.”
“Hehe, now you’re shocked, aren’t you? Who else can you count on now?”
“What’s there to be excited about? Isn’t this something that was expected long ago? It’s just a clone, even if his main body came, he wouldn’t fare any better.”
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The disciples of the HongHua Sect took the opportunity to mock.
Cheng Hong Ling’s expression remained as calm as water. After all, she was a girl with strong self-esteem. The more outstanding the clone performed, the greater her sense of disparity.
At the entrance of the grand hall, Elder Zuo stared intently at Qi Huang, his killing intent fully revealed. For at that moment, he truly felt a threat, not only to himself but also to the entire Immortal Alliance.
At this moment, Lü Er’s soul slowly floated up from the pit. The words ‘Heavenly Soul’ were written on his forehead, clearly indicating that it was Lü Yi’s Heavenly Soul Clone.
“Haha…”
Lü Er was not bothered by his defeat and death. Instead, he continued his previous wild laughter.
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“Why is this guy still laughing after becoming a ghost? Is he driven mad?”
“A dignified descendant of immortals defeated by a woman of low bloodline, you’d go crazy too.”
“What a useless fellow, calling himself a prodigy? I’d call him a sinner! He’s brought shame to all cultivators.”
“You’re speaking lightly. Qi Huang’s Spiritual Sense must have reached the Shentong Realm. With just this, she’s enough to become the first person below the Nine Great Prodigies. There are few opponents to be found in the entire Cultivation World.”
“How did she cultivate? Her Spiritual Sense reached the Shentong Realm in two to three years?”
“If I knew, I would be the one standing there!”
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The cultivators below began to discuss with lingering fear.
“What? A dignified descendant of immortals has such poor psychological fortitude? Cracking already?”
Qi Huang, still chewing melon seeds, taunted.
“Cracking? No, no, no, I’m happy! As I said, as long as you can defeat me, then Cheng Hong Ling is qualified to be the young mistress of the Lü Family. The facts prove that she is indeed the most suitable candidate, and you won’t escape either.”
Lü Er’s soul revealed a gleam in his eyes. The reason he detested Qi Huang was that he found her too arrogant. But now, it seemed she was too low-key. His prejudice naturally vanished.
“You are still dreaming. I said, you are not worthy.”
Qi Huang sneered.
“Whether you are worthy or not, your words may not count. Do you know why none of the women my main body fancies can escape?”
Lü Er said ominously.
“I’m all ears!”
Qi Huang asked curiously.
“Go inquire about the Immortal Tablet yourself. I need to go back and report the good news to my main body. Prepare your dowry, our grand wedding day will arrive soon.”
Lü Er smiled smugly and then notified his main body via Mind Transmission. A moment later, a Soul Bond swept him away.
Qi Huang knew it was Lü Yi’s Soul Bond. In fact, with her current Spiritual Sense strength, she could have stopped it, but she also knew it was not the time to confront the Lü Family head-on, as they had a Heavenly Punishment Realm expert guarding them.
“Immortal Tablet? What Immortal Tablet?”
Qi Huang looked around blankly, muttering to herself, completely unaware that a great disaster was about to befall Shuiyu Valley.
