With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 777 - 600: Indestructible Spirit, Shattering the Void!

Chapter 777: Chapter 600: Indestructible Spirit, Shattering the Void!

The alarm bells in his heart rang loudly, and Dong Yue kept a close watch on the spearhead in his hand.

With his left rear hand pressing down strongly on the spear’s handle, the right front hand loosened its grip, and his entire body’s True Qi erupted in a torrent, golden light fully concentrated at the spear tip.

In the moment of this pressing and loosening, the spearhead arced upwards, drawing a semicircle, and a golden moonlight with a ten-zhang radius shot to the sky!

Whoosh—

The sharp True Qi roared towards the heavens, slicing the leaden clouds at the valley bottom in two, the unparalleled spear light of Gengjin dancing chaotically, lingering for a long time!

Yue Style Heart Spear—Sky-Piercing Collapsing Kill.

The blade swept in, striking the inner edge of Meng Chuan’s whip leg, the heavy leg aiming for the chest was abruptly obstructed, skewed to one side.

Simultaneously, at the instant of collision, it was as if a steel mill was flipped upside down.

Lava poured out from the furnace mouth, and the sharp golden light crisscrossed wildly in the molten stream.

Thick black smoke covered his vision, Dong Yue squinted his eyes tightly, focusing his mind to see.

His five fingers clutched the spear shaft, gripping it tightly once again.

His perception shifted from the spear in his hand to the formidable opponent in front of him.

Within the dense, lingering mist, a massive shadow was projected.

The liberation of Meng Chuan, towering over ten meters, carried a terrifying power.

Even if a tall building stood in its way, it would be shattered to pieces with one sweep.

Dong Yue defended with the lifting spear, his hands gripping the spear shaft at the very bottom, the spear shaft’s front end appearing weak in comparison.

The overwhelming recoil transmitted through the long spear shaft, reverberating back, causing his tiger’s mouth to go numb.

His insides churned tumultuously, his stomach twisted in discomfort, faintly experiencing reflux.

"This kid... What did Grandmaster Luo say? Solid, not bad?" 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

As this thought inexplicably emerged in his mind, amidst the black mist.

Meng Chuan’s already skewed foot inexplicably appeared again next to his head, the wind accompanying it screeched madly, only a foot away from the temple.

Master Dong’s prowess is formidable, undoubtedly the strongest Martial Arts Master Meng Chuan has encountered.

If not for the power reborn from the "Elephant Power Purifies Spirit," he would have been defeated when blocking Master Dong’s spear with an elbow.

Yet he blocked it, and this retaliating whip leg was not merely a "whip" as described.

Others may describe kicking as resembling a thrown whip.

But the unique elasticity and transformation of his body allowed the leg to stretch at will, like a nine-section whip, and Master Dong’s deflection was nothing but a roundabout maneuver.

The longer the lever, the longer the stored power, and for the kick aimed at the temple, Meng Chuan was already prepared with the Cyan Clouds and Blue Sea Treasure Pill, to prevent directly sending Master Dong away...

Scorching breath surged, and a burnt metallic aroma was inhaled into Dong Yue’s lungs, keenly felt.

The temple tensed with a "井" character, the heart pounded loudly, breathing heavily.

This kid is bizarre...

Meng Chuan continued his leg attack without the slightest hesitation.

Because in Dong Yue’s eyes, there was no glimpse of "death" anxiety.

He could see, Dong Yue was confident.

Or rather, he had a way to handle the approaching foot.

Meng Chuan’s thoughts had involved foreseeing and anticipating combat techniques.

As the leg struck, his form subtly exerted force, with the follow-up moves already prepared.

Indeed, Dong Yue did not disappoint him; his form blurred like a mirage, spine folding like a backpack, driving the head to retract, the whole person suddenly lowered, hiding in the environment, the left arm hanging at the side suddenly twitched, instantly piercing upwards from the magnetic field, catching Meng Chuan’s lower leg just right.

Feigning a treasure body, combined with some body technique...

Yu Steps Treading on the Stars—Divine Turtle Retracting Neck to Emerge in Luo Water!

Meng Chuan felt this was the true manifestation of the "Turtle Listening to Thunder."

Unlike his grotesque version of maneuvering flesh to force his head into his body...

As his leg was firmly grasped, Meng Chuan simply pushed off the ground with the other foot, body twisting with force.

The unrestricted leg shot upward like a steel spear.

Enveloping Master Dong’s Gengjin Qi, transforming it for personal use, directing it straight at Master Dong’s left eye.

Dong Yue, having executed the Turtle Listening to Thunder, involuntarily leaned forward, exposing his head.

Facing the crisis, he could only release his hold on Meng Chuan’s leg to avoid the danger of being blinded.

The intertwining of offense and defense, Lu Zhuxiao on the side, handling the camera, was drenched in sweat.

The scene was truly thrilling, absolutely exhilarating.

Only two experts proficient in martial arts could unleash such an intense and exciting rhythm.

Meanwhile, the crisis of the decisive foot was yet to completely dissipate, and Meng Chuan’s action was not merely a stomping kick; in martial arts terminology, it was the "True Martial Demon-Subduing Nine Styles"—Northern Netherworld Cone Strike!

From the first exchange to now, Dong Yue slashed horizontally, and Meng Chuan scraped past, closing in, Dong Yue’s collapsing kill pushed the enemy back, while Meng Chuan deflected and countered with the spear, transitioning from fists to feet, from vertical slashes to thrusts, all within mere seconds, dangers intersected continuously, beyond verbal description.

Both were top-tier in hard skills, yet neither dared to take a direct hit from the other.

They could only dodge and interrupt, not daring to be distracted for a moment.

At this level of exhilarating showdown, the adrenaline surged in both Dong Yue and Meng Chuan, their brains operating on the verge of overload.

However, amidst the fierce expression, there was a touch of joy on their faces.

Swoosh—!

As Dong Yue faced the black and white leaping, lightning-wrapped foot strike, a vajra phantom shrouded the surroundings instantly, inner vision erupting with immense sunlight, hands twisting like wringing a towel, bones bulging and muscles stretching, grasping the spear shaft as if "Buddha" merged with the spear, emitting golden mist.

In an instant, like a dragon spitting mist, the spear shadow bloomed!

The spear shaft, akin to a black dragon, quivered, a dense forest-like spear formation pushing Meng Chuan’s foot away while successive overwhelming attacks continued to connect.

The spear shadows bore the earth-like stability of a mountain forest and the sharpness of brilliant Gengjin, unstoppable in their advance.

In the harmony of attack and defense, they gradually pushed back, subtly dominating Meng Chuan.