Chapter 58: Challenge the Arena
This Gao Yi’s fighting style requires no elaboration; he is the typical Martial Cultivator from the Border Town Military. His moves are broad and sweeping, crisp and ruthless, devoid of emotion. With a raise of his hand, he transforms his palm into a blade, performing a kasaya horizontal slash with a whooshing sound, his Qi Blade imposing!
However, that Lei Biao, whose name carries electricity and dresses in purple, is actually a grass cultivator, yes, a Qi Refiner of the Purple Mist Dao. When the Sword Qi approaches, he opens his mouth and sprays a thick Purple Mist Qi Wall to block it, his True Qi solid and evidently not from any enhancement pills.
At the same time, the Mage pinches a spell and slaps his hand, releasing dozens of talismans that sweep in like falling leaves, transforming into a paper dragon with claws and fangs, attacking the Samurai from Genzhou, forcing him to dodge left and right, maneuvering between the pillars.
This first move is followed by another, as Lei Biao murmurs an incantation, casually casting it, causing eight golden chrysanthemums to sprout on the Mei Hua Pillars around him. The metallic petals shoot out in all directions like blades, clanging and tearing apart Gao Yi’s clothes.
Well, with all that clanging, any soldier would have practiced the Golden Bell Shield or Iron Cloth technique. Gao Yi’s bronzed muscles are also refined to be as hard as steel, impervious to sharp blades and weapons.
Both sides tested each other out with a small move, finding the opponent to conform to stereotypes without any tricky maneuvers. The two seemed to understand one another and simultaneously decided to intensify their attacks.
"Ha! Gang Fist Fourteen!"
"Thousands of branches and leaves fall, myriad blooming flowers fly and dance!"
Gao Yi needed no further explanation. It was a Gang Fist Charged Critical Strike, doubling the size of his pectoral muscles, swelling them, roaring, "Smash to dust!" One strike shattered the talisman dragon, completely ignoring the surrounding chrysanthemum blades, and lunged forward with a punch!
Lei Biao remained calm, pulling out some seeds, stuffing them into his mouth. Instantly, Dao Breath overflowed from his mouth and nose, causing his Purple Mist True Qi to surge!