護花近衛 - 第4144章 轉折太快 - 翰墨軒

"Di Xingdao, I really have to wonder whether you were injured for so long that even your brain has gone bad! Killing opponents above your level in a single blow—that is nothing but an inflated reputation. Do you truly believe that with nothing more than the strength of Nascent Soul Grand Perfection, you can come and deal with me? Hmph, you really don't know how the word 'death' is written!" Nan Tian Liuguang sneered before the crowd.

"Why say so much? Just start fighting. If you don't know how the word 'death' is written, I'd be glad to take the trouble to teach you." Di Xingdao worked his neck and the joints of his hands and feet as he walked straight toward Nan Tian Liuguang.

Teach you, my ass! Nan Tian Liuguang choked on his words, his expression darkening further. With a savage look on his face, he leaped and charged straight at Di Xingdao, his whole body wreathed in true qi so dense it seemed to have taken physical form, endlessly shifting through every kind of technique.

Now a palm, now a claw, now a fist—and even all manner of weapons. Whatever ordinary people could imagine, and much they could not, could be found within that materialized true qi. With such unpredictable, ever-changing stances, onlookers felt the difficulty of it just from watching.

"They say Nan Tian Liuguang is a master of the Formless Divine Art. Seeing it today, the reputation is well deserved," a knowledgeable expert in the crowd remarked in admiration.

"Indeed, the Formless Divine Art can replicate any martial technique. Before he strikes, you cannot even tell which school he will use or which technique he will employ—there is simply no guarding against it."

"Truly formidable! Judging by Nan Tian Liuguang's stance, he must have mastered at least twenty or thirty martial techniques. He served as the academy head of the cultivator academy for so many years—clearly he put in no small amount of hard work!"

"I'd say Di Xingdao is in trouble this time. Nan Tian Liuguang is plainly no ordinary expert of the Xuan Ascension stage. If Di Xingdao were in his former prime, he might still have some chance to test his strength against him. But after so many years injured, his vital essence surely has not recovered. Heh heh..."

While the crowd debated, Nan Tian Liuguang and Di Xingdao had already come to blows in the arena. With but a single exchange, Di Xingdao was directly swallowed whole by dozens of powerful martial techniques, shown no mercy.

Nan Tian Liuguang's attacks were not delivered one move at a time as the crowd had imagined, but all at once. He was an expert of the early Xuan Ascension stage, his reserves of true qi far more abundant than those of a Nascent Soul Grand Perfection like Di Xingdao—naturally he could sustain such expenditure.

Those years as academy head of the cultivator academy had not been spent in vain. The principle that even a lion must use its full strength to catch a rabbit was one Nan Tian Liuguang understood far better than most. Why had so many powerful experts been undone in the gutter? There was only one reason: underestimating the enemy.

Though Nan Tian Liuguang had never crossed hands with Di Xingdao, he needed no thought to know that if Di Xingdao could challenge opponents above his level, he must possess some heaven-defying martial technique of extraordinary power.

Once given the chance, he might well succeed in a counterattack. So the safest course was to suppress him with full force from the very start and leave him not the slightest, tiniest opportunity.

In an instant, Di Xingdao's whole figure was submerged. The crowd exchanged looks, and the eyes they turned on Nan Tian Liuguang now carried a measure of dread.

No wonder this man was a ruthless character capable of contending for the position of deputy island lord—dozens of martial techniques unleashed at once. Were they in Di Xingdao's place, they would likely have been blasted to dust by now.