Purple Mist Dao Master

The 'Liang Ting' encountered by Yan Chuan previously, like Baoxiang, Jinpeng, and Hualei, are all highly skilled individuals with 800 points, excelling in Qinggong. His movement technique "Miqi Floating Trace" steps like a cat upon a banquet, withdrawing and changing shadows, as graceful as a startled swan, filled with infinite wonder. Encountering him at the starting point, Fu Yunzhan was doomed to perish.

It's not that Fu Yunzhan didn't try, only that his luck was slightly lacking.

"It's okay."

Yan Chuan comforted Fu Yunzhan: "If we miss the first round of the ten-day tournament, we'll just wait for the second round."

Hearing this, Fu Yunzhan still felt ashamed.

The 'King City Competition' in the Mo Yin region only has six rounds of the ten-day tournament. The contest is filled with experts, and each round of the tournament is crucial, needing every effort to strive for early advancement. But just because he failed to score, everyone would waste at least one round of the tournament for nothing.

If it were only one round of the tournament, it wouldn't have mattered.

The fear is——

"What if my luck doesn't improve, and ten or twenty days later, I still haven't reached 700 points?" Fu Yunzhan looked at Yan Chuan, Wang Zhengyi, Wang Ge, Ma Hongniang, and finally back at Yan Chuan: "Brother Yan, Wei Lingshan also has 700 points, why not let her come instead?"

Fu Yunzhan didn't want to delay Yan Chuan and others and was willing to voluntarily withdraw.

Among the Seven Absolutes, Wei Lingshan was the most actively advancing in points, often lingering in the Heavenly Ladder City, reaching 700 points even earlier than Yan Chuan, making her a ready candidate for the team!

"Wei Lingshan—"

Ma Hongniang pursed her lips, thinking it was a good idea. She had no attachment to Fu Yunzhan, only wishing to participate in the 'King City Competition' and achieve good results, though she didn't have much hope for advancing in the ten-day tournament.

But at least she wanted to compete!

Now, Fu Yunzhan fumbled, while Wei Lingshan was ready and eager, just waiting for Yan Chuan to recruit her. As long as Yan Chuan asked, Wei Lingshan would not refuse.

In Ma Hongniang's view, she was an excellent choice.

But while Fu Yunzhan could suggest and nominate Wei Lingshan, she, having just joined the Yan Chuan team as a 'newcomer' and 'outsider,' could not agree openly.

She silently agreed in her heart, hoping Yan Chuan would accept, recognizing that Yan Chuan was the only backbone of the team, and whether to replace someone was up to him—

"Wei Lingshan?"

"She won't do."

Yan Chuan shook his head.

Although Wei Lingshan was a readily available 700 points, she did not join the team for free and had conditions attached. She required Yan Chuan to also tailor an Absolute Skill for her, just like Wang Zhengyi's "Shakyamuni Elephant Throwing Skill," Fu Yunzhan's "Evil Exorcism Sword Skill," Wang Ge's "Seven Injuries Fist," and Ma Hongniang's "Vajra Unbreakable Body Divine Skill."

These five, after matching their Absolute Skills, significantly increased in strength, which made Wei Lingshan envious.

She also wanted one!

However, Wei Lingshan was accustomed to her role as the Holy Daughter in the Black Hawk Sect, never asking for favors, and unwilling to bow. She explicitly wanted Yan Chuan to tailor an Absolute Skill for her but was too stubborn to yield, trying to manipulate and threaten Yan Chuan.

Yan Chuan couldn't indulge her.

At this moment, even if Fu Yunzhan fumbled and they faced a lack of one member, Yan Chuan would not agree with Wei Lingshan.

"Here's what we'll do—"

Yan Chuan didn't engage with Wei Lingshan's matter; he looked at Fu Yunzhan: "Yunzhan should continue working on his scores, but often haste makes waste, and we shouldn't put all the burden on Yunzhan alone. I'll find Ding Xiang and sponsor the Essence Stones to have her score too, as a double insurance."

...

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Peng Fannian, holding a Judge's Pen, sparred with Ding Xiang.

His "Twelve Skills of Acupuncture" had already reached a new level after experiencing the 'Cang Mountain Sword Discussion,' and his acupoint striking skill was refined to the peak.

At this moment, facing Ding Xiang, he alternated between pointing, stabbing, pounding, pressing, clasping, pouncing, scratching, pushing, spinning, and squeezing, attacking Ding Xiang with both hands.

Looking at Ding Xiang—

Her arms waved, palm shadows surrounded her from all directions, with either five illusions and one truth, or eight illusions and one truth, truly like a sudden gust of wind in a peach grove, with all the flowers falling.

The fake moves served to confuse and distract the enemy, but at the moment of battle, five illusions or eight illusions could also become solid moves.

The palm strikes were as sharp as swords, complex and fantastical in moves.

Truly formidable.

This martial arts style was vastly different from the Qinggong movement technique "Shadowy Charm" and the root method "Cloud Smoke Skill" that Ding Xiang had previously demonstrated in the 'Cang Mountain Sword Discussion.'

The movement was peculiar, free-spirited and transcendent, truly rare in the world.

"What kind of hand technique is this?" Peng Fannian asked out of curiosity.

Ding Xiang replied with a smile: "Falling Flowers Divine Sword Palm."

Peach blossoms fall, flying divine swords!

The "Falling Flowers Divine Sword Palm" taught by Yan Chuan, also known as "Peach Blossom Falling Petals Palm," is a palm technique derived from Swordsmanship.

At this moment, wielded by Ding Xiang, the changes between illusion and reality were intricate, with fists and palms flying gracefully.

"Great hand technique!"

Peng Fannian praised enthusiastically.

Ding Xiang, originally renowned for her movement technique, had strength comparable to his. Now with this Absolute Skill hand technique, it was like a tiger gaining wings, taking advantage of him and clearly surpassing her performance in the Sword Discussion.

And Peng Fannian!

This third rank on the 'Hidden Dragon List' had been somewhat stagnant for months.

You don't progress!

Others do!

Although Peng Fannian hadn't regressed, not advancing was equivalent to retreating, compared to Ding Xiang.

In his heart, he felt uneasy, putting more effort into his "Twelve Skills of Acupuncture."

Ding Xiang, unable to achieve a quick victory, laughed lightly: "Do you think you're the only one who can strike acupoints?"

She laughed,

and her thumb and index finger hooked together, the remaining three fingers slightly spread, her hand resembling the shape of an orchid, graceful to the extreme.

The 'Body Technique Absolute' Ding Xiang surprisingly used Finger Skill in front of the 'Finger Skill Extreme' Peng Fannian.

Wasn't this akin to showing off using a big saber in front of Guan Gong?

But no!

Look at Ding Xiang—

Finger Skill unleashed!

Fast, accurate, strange, clear!

The 'Clear' technique was elegant, leisurely calm, subtly executed, without a care.

Suddenly, Ding Xiang's left hand swung diagonally, gently brushing towards Peng Fannian's 'Heavenly Cauldron' and 'Jugu' points on the left neck.

Alarmed, Peng Fannian sidestepped to evade, praising: "What a graceful Finger Skill!"

This Finger Skill was elegant and pleasing, far surpassing even Yan Chuan's "One Yang Finger" in beauty, truly delightful.

Aside from its aesthetic!

The power isn't lacking!

Only to see Ding Xiang using this Finger Skill combined with "Falling Flowers Divine Sword Palm," fingers turning to palms, palms turning to fingers, palm strikes falling like scattered flowers, fingers brushing like lavish spring orchids, not only powerful but also dignified and elegant.

Which made it too pleasing to damage and yet difficult to penetrate.

"What is this Finger Skill?" Peng Fannian asked in astonishment.

Ding Xiang, already assured of victory, replied: "Orchid Brushing Acupoint Hand."

"Orchid Brushing Acupoint Hand!"

"Such skill!"

"Even the name is splendid!"

Peng Fannian was immensely envious.

Looking at her "Falling Flowers Divine Sword Palm," and listening to this "Orchid Brushing Acupoint Hand," and looking back at himself—

"Twelve Skills of Acupuncture!"

"Daoist Taiyi Xuanmen dual-handed point, stab, pound, press, clasp, pounce, scratch, push, spin, squeeze, alternate striking enemy's points, meridians, and node twelve kinds of styles"!

Such a tongue-twister!

It sounds awful!

Under Ding Xiang's fierce assault, Peng Fannian retreated step by step, struggling to resist.

But Ding Xiang wasn't done, she had so many new techniques——

"Corner the destitute enemy, strike the weary foe, the autumn leaves swept by a fierce wind, swiftly wiped clean."

"This is the 'Whirlwind Leaf Sweeping Leg'!"

Only to see Ding Xiang with one foot on the ground, the other sweeping horizontally in circles, linking moves upward and downward, closely interlinked. This "Whirlwind Leaf Sweeping Leg" got faster with each move, never slowing down.

Peng Fannian watched in alarm, retreating continuously.

Ding Xiang switched from the fierce "Falling Flowers Divine Sword Palm" and the elegant "Orchid Brushing Acupoint Hand" to this explosive leg technique, creating a strong whirlwind, sweeping the enemy and destroying everything in its path.

Peng Fannian couldn't withstand it at all.

Ding Xiang capitalized on her advantage mercilessly.

Using both "Whirlwind Leaf Sweeping Leg" and "Falling Flowers Divine Sword Palm," she struck with six palms and six legs, and if Peng Fannian didn't retreat, another six moves followed, the tempo continually quickening.

Before she could complete thirty-six moves——

Bam!

Peng Fannian was already sent flying several yards away from Ding Xiang's punches and palms.

"Miss Ding!"

"I concede!"

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