Huff!
Mu Chen narrowed his eyes, taking a deep breath.
His body tensed as he prepared for the impending clash between the two of them.
Swoosh!
The air crackled with spiritual energy, the very atmosphere charged with their mounting animosity.
"Hmph, you think a few petty tricks will be enough to defeat me, Beta Fang?... You have more to go," Mu Chen uttered, his voice laced with condescension.
"I've surpassed your feeble cultivation long ago... Kotow three times and I will share your life,"
Beta Fang's face contorted with rage at such words, his grip tightening around the hilt of his sword.
"Arrogant fool! You've relied on underhanded means. But now, I'll show everyone here the true extent of my power!"
Booom!
With a roar, Beta Fang unleashed a torrent of spiritual energy, the very ground trembling beneath the force of his attack.
Slicing through the air, razor-sharp tendrils of pure qi lashed out toward Mu Chen, intent on shredding him to pieces.
Mu Chen's expression remained calm and composed. Bringing his hands together in a swift, practiced motion, he conjured a shimmering golden barrier that effortlessly deflected Beta Fang's attack.
Slash! Slash!
Fwoosh~
The tendrils of qi sparked and dissipated against the impenetrable shield.
"Is that all you have got... If so, ready to kneel and call me your grandfather..." Mu Chen taunted, his eyes gleaming with a hint of amusement. " Quite disappointing, I expected more from the so-called 'Genius of the Sect',"
Infuriated, Beta Fang unleashed a barrage of increasingly powerful spiritual attacks, each one more devastating than the last.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Blade shape Qi gushed rapidly.
But no matter how relentless his attack was, Mu Chen remained steadfast, his golden barrier weathering the storm with ease.
The younger disciples watched in awe, their eyes wide with a mixture of fear and admiration at the display of power.
"This guy... He is so much powerful,"
"He must have used some forbidden method... He didn't possess much talent,"
"Correct! Senior Brother Beta Fang must win,"
—
Meanwhile,
Beta Fang's face contorted with anger, his knuckles turning white as he gripped his sword tighter, feeling ashamed at his helplessness.
"Insolent fool! You think you can mock me and get away with it?" He raised his blade, the metal gleaming with a deadly edge.
"I'll carve out your arrogant heart and show it to the Sect Master!" he roared while he took out the Qi burst pill, a pill handed by Holy Envoy, which can help in cultivation, however Qi burst pill has a side effect.
Consuming the pill and channeling his qi, Beta Fang launched a series of lightning-fast strikes, the sword a blur as it sliced through the air.
But Mu Chen remained unfazed, his movements fluid and graceful as he effortlessly dodged each attack creating multiple after images.
Pivoting on his heel, Mu Chen finally counterattacked, his fists glowing with a brilliant golden light , like a sun ray, cutting through the darkness.
Baam! Baam! Baaam! Baaam!
( Muda! Muda! Muda! Muda! )
He unleashed a flurry of punches, each one laced with the power of his cultivated spiritual energy.
The strikes landed with a resounding impact, sending Beta Fang staggering back, blood trickling from the corners of his mouth.
"Impossible!" Beta Fang gasped, his eyes wide with disbelief.
"How can you be this strong?" he was flabbergasted.
Mu Chen's lips curled into a smirk. "I've been holding back, Beta Fang. Now, witness the true extent of my power!"
Swoosh!
Mu Chen's qi swirled around him, coalescing into a dazzling golden aura that enveloped his entire body.
Boooom!
The air crackled with the sheer intensity of his spiritual power, causing the land to shake beneath their feet.
Raising his hands, Mu Chen summoned a majestic, spiraling dragon made of pure golden energy.
Roarrrrrr~
The ethereal beast let out a thunderous roar that shook the very foundations of the sect, its piercing gaze fixed on the battered Beta Fang.
"Impossible..." Beta Fang whispered, his face a mask of disbelief and fear.
"How can you possess such power? This...this is the power of a true Golden Core realm!"
Swish!
The golden dragon surged forward, its massive jaws opened wide, intent on devouring Beta Fang whole.
The younger disciples cowered in terror, their previous bravery replaced by sheer panic at the sight of Mu Chen's overwhelming might.
Beta Fang tried to retaliate, summoning his own spiritual attacks, but they were easily brushed aside by the dragon's sheer power.
Trapped in its relentless onslaught, he had no choice but to desperately dodge and weave, his movements becoming more frantic with every passing moment.
"Give up, Beta Fang," Mu Chen said, his voice calm and steady.
"You cannot defeat me. Surrender, and I may even spare your pathetic life at the cost of just 3 kowtows,"
...
The shocking news that My Chen was in the Golden Core realm shocked everyone.
A Golden Core realm isn't an absolute powerhouse, but such a Daoist can be called a small powerhouse.
Meanwhile,
Roarr~
The golden dragon let out another earth-shaking roar, its eyes burning with a primal fury as it zeroed in on its target.
Beta Fang knew he was outmatched, his own spiritual attacks utterly dwarfed by the sheer power of Mu Chen's summoned magical avatar.
With a last-ditch effort, Beta Fang raised his sword, pouring the last of his qi into a desperate strike. But just as the blade was about to connect, the dragon's jaws snapped shut, engulfing him in a blinding golden light...
Boom!
Boom!
A loud explosion occurred...
"Hahaha! I didn't want to use it but you forced me..." The cold menacing voice of Beta Fang echoed, the atmosphere turning cold.
His body was covered in dazzling blue lightning aura, the magical avatar of a five-headed hydra behind him.
Pfft~
Like a cold cinematic scene, Blood began to flow down from Beta Fang's menacing eyes, the five-headed hydra nonstop shitting lightning bolts at Mu Chen.
Zzz* Bzzz* zzz*
'Tsk! I am already exhausted from fighting elders... I can't hold any longer,' Mu Chen said to himself.