Cultivation: Start From Simplifying Martial Arts Techniques

Chapter 733: I’ll Take It Myself

Chapter 733: I’ll Take It Myself

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

The scene they had imagined before wasn’t like this at all.

Three Mountain Sea Realm cultivators were ganging up on one, and all of them were at the same level. The key point was that he had only just condensed a Divine Palace. Even if he was a Sacred Land Prodigy, they still had the courage to give it a try.

Prodigies of the Sacred Land, whether in innate talent or techniques, were naturally top-notch.

But transforming talent and techniques into combat strength took time. He had only just condensed a Divine Palace, indicating that his cultivation time was still short. Even if his combat strength stood out, it wouldn’t be excessively high.

Perhaps in a one-on-one situation, facing a Sacred Land prodigy, they might have had to admit defeat. But now there were three of them. Under the siege of three, one move from the opponent had left Ao Bozhong in a near-death state. He was even more excessive than a Sacred Land prodigy. Who was he anyway? Did he not need time to grow?

Was there still a chance to fight?

Countless thoughts flashed through the minds of Wu Zisheng and the other person. They glanced at each other subconsciously, instinctively wanting to escape.

But when they thought of Chen Fei possessing the talent of teleportation, there was simply no way to run. In the end, they might still have been caught up with, and then it would have been death!

Since they were all going to die anyway, why not make a desperate attempt now? At least the two of them hadn’t been injured yet. If they could save Ao Bozhong, they would still be three.

Under the strategy of fighting and retreating, there was still a chance of survival, as long as they didn’t give the opponent the opportunity to break them one by one!

Chen Fei¹ s figure flickered and he arrived in front of Ao Bozhong, aiming a kick at Ao Bozhong’s head.

Ao Bozhong saw Chen Fei appear and struggled violently, but he was too heavily injured from the previous blow. Even if he exerted all his strength now, he couldn’t dodge, and could only watch as Chen Fei’s foot came down.

“Boom!”

The entire formation shook violently. Chen Fei turned his head slightly in surprise, only to see that Ao Bozhong had been moved behind Wu Zisheng and the other person at some point.

Chen Fei’s expression changed slightly. This formation actually had a teleportation effect?

No, it was quite different from teleportation.

If he could truly teleport at will, when Ao Bozhong was about to be hit by the Qianyuan Sword just now, he could have instantly left. How could he have been beaten up by Chen Fei like this?

Chen Fei glanced down at the formation. Did this mean that teleportation could only occur near the formation runes?

It was somewhat limited, but in crucial moments, it could indeed play a small role.

Wu Zisheng and Miao Wanhua protected Ao Bozhong, cautiously retreating.

Chen Fei glanced at the three of them, and suddenly the Qianyuan Sword pierced into the formation shield.

“Hum!”

The entire formation shook violently. The formation had already been unstable from Chen Fei’s previous attack, and now it was pierced by another sword strike, causing several nodes of the formation to collapse.

The expressions of Wu Zisheng and the others turned ugly. Chen Fei had disrupted the formation, and they should have stepped forward to intercept him, after all, the formation was advantageous to them.

But just now, Chen Fei’s sword strike had already shattered their courage. Now they only wanted to desperately flee from Chen Fei, so how could they dare to approach him again?

Wu Zisheng watched as Chen Fei raised the sword blade in his hand, preparing to strike the formation again, and quickly rotated the formation disk to disperse the formation.

If the formation was forcibly destroyed, the formation disk would also be damaged. Later, they might still need to use the formation, so they couldn’t let the opponent destroy the formation like this.

Chen Fei saw the dispersal of the formation and turned to look at Wu Zisheng and the others, especially at the figure of Ao Bozhong behind them.

Ao Bozhong felt a tremor in his heart as he met Chen Fei’s gaze. What kind of luck was this? They had randomly encountered an unknown wandering cultivator who turned out to be so unreasonably strong.

“Friend, it’s all a misunderstanding,” Wu Zisheng shouted loudly.

“Young man, if you have anything to say, we can talk it out!” Miao Wanhua tried to show a friendly face.

“There is indeed some misunderstanding that needs to be clarified. But I prefer to speak when you’re not standing,” Chen Fei said with a slight smile as he took a step forward.

He was now in front of Wu Zisheng and the others, and countless sword elements gathered around the blade of his Qjanyuan Sword.

With a thrust of his sword, it seemed as if thousands of swords were released, surging towards Wu Zisheng and the others.

“Attack!”

Seeing Chen Fei continue his assault, Wu Zisheng and Miao Wanhua instantly roared in anger, understanding that there was no longer any possibility of negotiation between the two sides. If they wanted to survive, they had to fight with all they had.

The healing power of several medicinal pills spread within Ao Bozhong’s body. He gathered his elemental energy and joined Wu Zisheng and Miao Wanhua in attacking Chen Fei together.

“Boom!”

The sword elements released by the Profound Demon Sword, when faced with the combined attack of three Mountain Sea Realm cultivators, only managed to hold out for a moment before dispersing and disappearing completely.

Wu Zisheng and the others charged forward with their weapons, clashing directly with the Qianyuan Sword, and the tremendous force behind them created a massive sonic boom cloud behind Chen Fei.

As Wu Zisheng and the others witnessed this scene, a hint of confusion appeared in their eyes. While the sword elements released by Chen Fei were impressive, they were not extraordinary.

Compared to the usual cultivators at the early stage of the Mountain Sea Realm, Chen Fei was indeed stronger, but not to an exaggerated extent. It was incomparable to the sword strike that had just sent Ao Bozhong flying.

So, was this Chen Fei’s true strength?

What about the sword strike from earlier? Was it a secret technique, or something else entirely?

Suddenly, a glimmer of hope appeared in the eyes of Wu Zisheng and the others, as if it wasn’t entirely a dead end!

The immense force surged into Chen Fei’s body, and the innate talent of Domain Suppression emitted a faint glow.

The Profound Demon Sword had integrated several techniques, but its level was not exceptional. Chen Fei’s proficiency was only at the stage of mastery, so its power was indeed quite ordinary.

Wu Zisheng and the others’ earlier judgment was not entirely wrong; talent or techniques both required time to exchange for true combat power.

This principle applied universally.

The only difference was that Chen Fei needed much less time than those prodigies.

All things considered, it had been less than two years since Chen Fei broke through to the Mountain Sea Realm. Even without considering the special circumstances of the Suppressing Dragon Elephant, Chen Fei’s progress was impressive in a normal state.

However, trying to break through the combined attack of three people with just this normal state, even with one of them severely injured and on the verge of death, was still beyond Chen Fei’s capabilities.

“Resolving conflicts is better than creating enemies. Sir, we are willing to offer spirit stones or other spiritual materials as compensation!” Miao Wanhua suddenly spoke out.

This statement was sixty percent sincere, as Ao Bozhong’s severe injury was an undeniable fact.

But there was still a forty percent element of probing in Miao Wanhua’s words, trying to ascertain Chen Fei’s situation.

“We’ll take care of it ourselves!”

Chen Fei chuckled softly, his aura suddenly rising sharply, and he thrust his sword forward once again.

Having assimilated the combined power of the three, although this strike was not as powerful as the one that had initially struck down Ao Bozhong, its might was still overwhelming.

Previously, it was Ao Bozhong alone facing Chen Fei. Now, with Wu Zisheng and Miao Wanhua joining him, they realized what kind of situation Ao Bozhong had faced just now.

The pupils of Wu Zisheng and Miao Wanhua contracted sharply. What was going on with this person? How could his attacks fluctuate so drastically, sometimes low, and sometimes high? Was he toying with them?

Ao Bozhong, trembling in the rear, felt it once again, another strike like this one. This was the opponent’s true strength!

For the three of them to survive, they had to withstand several moves under such attacks to have any chance of escaping unscathed!

Suddenly, Wu Zisheng’s mind flashed with the memory of the Saint Yan Sect and its Suppressing Dragon Elephant technique, which seemed somewhat similar to the current situation.

By assimilating the opponent’s attack and turning it into their own strength, they could unleash even greater power.

Just now, it was after Chen Fei blocked their attacks that his power surged, cutting Ao Bozhong into severe injury.

Now, after exchanging a blow with each other, the opponent’s technique’s power increased once again.

In other words, if they were just passively defending and didn’t let the opponent borrow strength, would they be safe?

“Suppressing Dragon Elephant, he cultivates the Suppressing Dragon Elephant!”

Wu Zisheng exclaimed excitedly, having identified the opponent’s technique. Although they still couldn’t defeat him, it wouldn’t be so easy for him to kill them now.

Ao Bozhong and Miao Wanhua heard Wu Zisheng’s words, and their hearts suddenly stirred. Thinking back to the scene just now, they realized it too, and their eyes lit up.

Seeing Chen Fei’s sword strike, Ao Bozhong and the other two immediately changed their tactics. Instead of directly clashing as before, they shifted to a defensive stance.

By not allowing the opponent to borrow any strength, even though they were passively defending, with the combined strength of the three, they could fight and retreat without worrying about being forcibly killed.

Realizing that Chen Fei wasn’t so overwhelmingly strong beyond reason, the three of them immediately felt relieved. Even their techniques became more fluid and effortless.

Chen Fei remained unfazed by their change in tactics. In his mind, the Xuanyuan Sword suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and a towering sword shadow appeared behind him, its sword intent soaring into the sky.

Wu Zisheng and the others suddenly stiffened, their minds and souls violently trembling. The sharp sword intent mercilessly cut through their minds and souls.

Wu Zisheng and Miao Wanhua could still barely hold on at the moment, after all, they were still in their prime. Chen Fei’s Xuanyuan Sword was also only a semi-finished product at this moment, unable to directly sever souls and spirits.

But Ao Bozhong, severely injured and on the brink of death, could still stand and fight at this moment, relying on the support of healing medicinal pills.

With a surge of sword intent from the Xuanyuan Sword, the fragile balance within Ao Bozhong’s body was instantly shattered, and his already burnt soul was torn apart in an instant.

“Pfft!”

Ao Bozhong spat out a mist of blood as he fell backward, completely devoid of color, entering a state of impending death.

Chen Fei’s gaze shifted to Miao Wanhua, and the Qianyuan Sword in his hand thrust forward.

In battles at the Mountain Sea Realm, everything happened in the blink of an eye. Miao Wanhua and Wu Zisheng were momentarily stunned by the sword intent of the Xuanyuan Sword, their movements uncontrollably paused. Chen Fei’s sword struck with lightning speed, and Miao Wanhua only managed to slightly deflect her cane.

“Boom!”

A deafening explosion echoed in all directions. Miao Wanhua’s body stiffened as she looked down at the sword blade piercing through her body, her eyes filled with unwillingness and fear.

In that moment, the cane had blocked some of the attack, but against Chen Fei’s sword strike, even blocking it entirely might not have been effective, let alone just partially.

The cane was simply pushed aside, and Miao Wanhua had no time to react further.

Her mouth moved slightly, her eyes filled with increasing fear of death, but her overall aura grew weaker and weaker.

Chen Fei withdrew his sword, and Miao Wanhua’s right hand reached out emptily, trying to grasp onto something.

The next moment, her entire being was cleaved into a mist of blood by the sharp sword elements.

Chen Fei turned his gaze towards Wu Zisheng, who was now the only one left standing.