Cultivating by picking up attri-Chapter 134 - : Chapter 104: Sword Duel, Immovable Rakshasa Body, the First Birth

Chapter 134: Chapter 104: Sword Duel, Immovable Rakshasa Body, the First Birth

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The war on the Ascending Immortal Platform was about to begin.

“Whoosh!”

With no warning, Liu Chengfeng abruptly took a step forward, the magic power circulated, entered his leg’s meridians, with an astonishingly fast speed.

Before the crowd beneath the stage could react, the double swords held by Liu Chengfeng had already pierced through Han Ye’s body.

However, Han Ye’s body gradually faded and finally disappeared completely.

It turned out that he had stabbed Han Ye’s phantom, not his real body.

Upon realizing his strike was empty, Liu Chengfeng immediately switched tactics, slashing upwards.

“Bang!”

The moment two war swords collided, they sent out sparks while ripples of magic power splashed around.

At the same time, Han Ye’s left hand formed a seal, casting the Sun Path Thunder from the Three Thousand Thunder Seals with red electric light striking towards Liu Chengfeng’s chest.

Liu Chengfeng appeared relaxed, he raised his other arm, the green-colored war sword drew an arc in the air, with the war sword at the center, his magic power churned, causing the air to vibrate slightly.

“Splash!”

From his fingertips surged magic power, giving his fingers the appearance of being coated in a green halo.

The high-grade magical equipment, the war sword, transformed into a shadowy purple divine bird under the effect of Liu Chengfeng’s magic power, and the air could be filled with chirping.

The sword qi fused into a Purple Phoenix Divine Bird, killing towards Han Ye.

Han Ye could only maintain a defensive stance, stepping back.

Until he retreated to the edge of the Ascending Immortal Platform, his foot stepped on the platform, his arms spread out, with a Candle Flame hanging in the air, Han Ye’s intent merged with his will, threads of crimson sword qi followed his magic power to create an air current in mid-air that parallel to the ground, then rapidly fired it out.

“Boom!”

The Purple Phoenix Divine Bird collided with the red sword qi, emitting a tremendously piercing noise.

Liu Chengfeng took the opportunity to step into the void, riding the wind, with his movements graceful as if a young cultivator, stepping on the water surface, he rushed towards Han Ye at a high speed.

Clearly, Liu Chengfeng’s footwork was a powerful form of movement spell, his speed could crush many cultivators of the same realm.

“Azure Water Gang Qi!”

Han Ye’s body rotated rapidly, upside down, his magic power transformed into mist, rolling up the water in mid-air, forming several waves of Gang Qi. Under the drive of sword qi, the waves surged towards Liu Chengfeng.

Just as Liu Chengfeng was about to be swept up into the sky by the waves, he suddenly stopped, turned around abruptly, and crashed his sword down, muttering the word: “Break!”

“Boom!”

A purple sword qi, more than ten meters long, broke the waves and slashed towards Han Ye.

The powerful destructive Purple Phoenix Startled Swan Sword Qi was astonishing.

With a tip-toe on the water surface, Han Ye, like a flying dragon, soared more than thirty meters high, and landed lightly on the top of a pine tree at the edge of the Ascending Immortal Platform, stepping on the leaves, his body did not fall.

“Liu Chengfeng is indeed the representative disciple of Ziwei Peak. If not for Chu Xianyu, he would have been the leader in swordsmanship in Dragon Sparrow Sect across the years. He is a genius who could defeat opponents across different realms, and now, he is a fully established cultivator, whether it be the refinement of magic power, the strength of his physique, or the subtleties of divine power, he is much stronger than I am.” Han Ye thought silently.

In other words, Liu Chengfeng was a genius who could cross realms, and his realm was now two small realms higher than his own. If he wanted to defeat him, he would need some stronger tactics.

If he still considered his opponent as an ordinary fully established cultivator, then he would be making a huge mistake.

“I originally thought my brother would have an absolute advantage, defeat Han Ye within a few moves, but did not expect, a stalemate to emerge.

Liu Lingqi in the audience looked at the back-and-forth battle between the two sides, her eyes sparkling. She had once lost to Han Ye and was initially unwilling to accept the defeat, but after seeing Han Ye’s battle with Liu Chengfeng, she completely conceded defeat.

Han Ye’s progress was too significant, today’s her, was even less likely to be

Han Ye’s opponent.

No matter how she chased, it made no difference.

Of course, many unaware disciples of Ziwei Peak were confused, “How can Han Ye be this strong? Liu Chengfeng has comprehended sword intent and his understanding of swordsmanship has been thorough. With two flying swords and a fully developed Purple Phoenix sword qi, he doesn’t seem to be able to deal with Han Ye?”

Liu Lingqi let out a cold smile, “Can’t you see that Han Ye’s swordsmanship has also almost reached perfection? He has a good grasp on the use of sword qi, he only lacks sword intent and specific sword moves.”

“What?”

Some disciples were quite shocked.

For Han Ye, a body cultivator and only at the establishment stage, to be able to practice swordsmanship to this degree, such talent was too unimaginable, wasn’t it?

“This guy… always going to Ziwei Peak, it’s all for swordsmanship training, what’s unusual is he actually succeeded; is it really possible for someone to juggle body training and sword training to the extreme? How much true strength is he still hiding?”

Sister Shen Yuxiang in the audience seats has her apricot eyes wide open, overwhelmed with an urge to force out all Han Ye’s strength herself.

“With Liu Chengfeng’s strength, he should be able to force out his real strength,” Shen Yuxiang corners of the mouth rise slightly, revealing a row of white teeth.

On the Ascending Immortal Platform.

“It’s time to end this,”

Liu Chengfeng stood calmly on the water’s surface, his green robe even greener than the nearby mountains. The long hair atop his head fluttered without wind.

Even when he stood still, invisible sword qi emerged from his body, making a ‘whoosh’ sound. If anyone dared come within five steps of him, they would undoubtedly be torn to shreds by the invisible sword qi.

This was Sword Heart Clarity.

Han Ye silently mused.

Wielding a sword as if his arm and fingers, the sword moving with his heart, the unity of man and sword, if it wasn’t for attribute picking, relying solely on swordsmanship, he would certainly not be a match for Liu Chengfeng.

But, he had other cards to play.

Just as Han Ye was about to be defeated under Liu Chengfeng’s dual swords, suddenly, a dominating mysterious power emerged from Han Ye’s Sea of Consciousness, streams of crimson golden blood gushed out from his body, forming a dense gold cloud.

“Roar!”

A dull roar from a distant forbidden area echoed from the blood mist.

Then Han Ye’s back was seen, streams of blood qi entwining each other, presenting a golden shadow of three heads and six arms.

The golden shadow stood titanically, over tens of meters tall, with physical wings, antiquated ink armor and intricate ancient patterns. Nails, eyes, skin, all gradually appeared, outlines clearly visible.

Immovable Rakshasa Body.

This was the first time Han Ye deployed this divine power to officially confront the enemy.

The shadow of the Immovable Rakshasa towered massively, like a mountain propping up the heaven and earth, reaching the zenith of mysticism. Under the empowerment of the bloodline power, Han Ye’s physical strength increased once again.

“Bang!”

At the last moment, Han Ye blocked Liu Chengfeng’s peerlessly brilliant sword. Using physical strength, Han Ye began a desperate counterattack.

“Pure Yang Xuanhuang Fist!”

Han Ye, as if merged with the Immovable Rakshasa, brandished his war sword, stepping on footwork, displaying nine human shadows in a row.

Golden light as fist imprints rained down from the sky.

His body filled with sword intent, Liu Chengfeng initiated the strongest move of his Purple Phoenix Startling Swan Sword Qi.

Around his body emerged a gigantic sword qi whirlpool, forming a fierce purple sword wind.

“Purple Phoenix Final Coming!”

“Boom!”

Both swords clashed again, causing a deafening collision.

The distant young geniuses couldn’t see Han Ye and Liu Chengfeng s forms, only a colossal golden shadow and a purple divine phoenix fiercely colliding once.

A wave after another formed on the Ascending Immortal Platform.

Only when the tumultuous waves subsided did the people see a figure standing in the center, his posture straightened and upright.

Only then did the people below realize the battle had ended.

An imposing three-headed six-armed Rakshasa gradually dispersed, Han Ye uninjured, his eyes burning towards the ground.

Liu Chengfeng clutched at his chest, blood gushing out, laying on the ground, casting complicated eyes at Han Ye.

No one expected the outcome to be this, that Han Ye would ultimately win.

The champion has been born.