Purple Mist Dao Master-Chapter 99 - 89: Thirteenth Aunt?!

Tu Tiannan thought he could defeat Yan Chuan, relying on essentially two things—

First, the surprise weapon: Golden Feather!

Second, the secret martial art: Spirit God Nine Steps!

However, he ran into Yan Chuan.

Golden Feather versus Red Tassel!

Surprise weapon against surprise weapon!

Spirit God Nine Steps against Cheng’s Six Harmonies, both are secret spear techniques!

The reliance of Tu Tiannan, Yan Chuan also possesses, leaving only the real mastery of Inner Family and spear technique.

Speaking of Inner Family—

Yan Chuan bases on ’Cheng Family Boxing’, with ’Five Animals Qigong’ and ’Five Forms Eight Techniques Fist’ as foundations.

While Tu Tiannan uses ’Eighteen Arhats Clearing Strength Skill’ from ’Wu Family Boxing’, cultivating a body of ’Arhat Pure Strength’, integrating both softness and hardness. With the aid of secret medicine and the Mountain and Sea Realm, Tu Tiannan is unrivaled in Inner Family.

However, Yan Chuan excels in spear technique.

Cheng’s Six Harmonies Spear!

Reaches the Sixth Realm in an instant!

Practiced to perfection!

This is perfection!

Whereas Tu Tiannan, combining secret spear techniques with the surprise weapon ’Golden Feather Spear’, though formidable, his mastery of spear technique is just on the verge of great success.

Sixth Realm fights Fifth Realm!

Perfection against great success!

The slight advantage in Inner Family disappears without a trace.

"Stab leg!"

"Thrust foot!"

"Stab chest!"

"Stab face!"

Yan Chuan lunges fiercely with his spear, securing the victory. Tu Tiannan’s ’Spirit God Nine Steps’ has been completely broken by him, relying solely on ’Eighteen Arhats Clearing Strength Skill’ to barely hold on, defeat and death are just a matter of time, but he’s unwilling.

On the stands.

The masters could see, some were shocked, some sighed, and some—

"You little rascal!"

Wu Qi glared angrily, his greatest pride in life was joining Guangling Academy, gaining vast knowledge, becoming one of the Guangling Ten Elders, greatly enhancing his reputation, and leaving behind the likes of ’Cheng Family Boxing’ Cheng Fengxiao and ’Secret Sect Boxing’ Luo Liang. Secondly, for having an excellent disciple like Tu Tiannan, ensuring ’Wu Family Boxing’ has successors.

But now—

With Yan Chuan’s abrupt rise to fame, all superiority has vanished.

The more Wu Qi watched, the angrier he became—

"I am one of the Ten Elders!"

"I will not suffer such humiliation!"

In his frustration, he was about to vent.

"Want to walk the Grandmaster Path?"

"Pass my test first!"

This Guangling Ten Elders, Wu Family Boxing Wu Qi, was so furious that he leapt from the stands to the arena.

"Brother Wu!"

As Wu Qi erupted, Wang Kuan reached out to pull him back, but he was half a beat too slow.

Wu Qi, like a startled rabbit, darted to the edge of the stands.

"Wu Qi!"

"What are you doing?!"

Cheng Fengxiao, standing at the edge, reacted by springing up, launching a kick to intercept Wu Qi’s path, preventing him from disrupting the match.

"Wu Qi!" Luo Liang also made a move, ’Life-taking Eight Hands’ directly targeting Wu Qi’s vital facial areas.

One strikes the lower body!

One strikes the upper plate!

A two-pronged attack.

"Hmph!"

"Decay!"

"Not worth a single strike!"

Wu Qi didn’t even glance, coldly snorting, charging directly, one palm sending Cheng Fengxiao flying, one fist breaking the ’Secret Sect Boxing’—

Pow!

Pow!

Luo Liang!

Cheng Fengxiao!

Once mighty Guangling Ten Tigers, these two great boxing masters, in such haste, were no match for Wu Qi and were directly sent flying, coughing up blood mid-air.

And Wu Qi’s momentum was unabated, soaring down onto the ring, charging straight at Yan Chuan.

"Advance when the opportunity arises, strike when there’s a gap, using courage first, fearing neither life nor death!"

"When hands advance, so do the feet, if the intent moves, the qi moves, and the strength moves too!"

"Wu Family Boxing!"

"Wu Family Boxing!"

This is the true Wu Family Boxing!

On the stage.

Tu Tiannan saw Wu Qi blow Luo Liang and Cheng Fengxiao away, and suddenly, like spring breeze overnight, realized more of the essence of ’Wu Family Boxing’. But right now, he had no time for delight, holding the ’Golden Feather Spear’, his face in panic, hurriedly shouting, "Teacher, stop!"

"Villain, stop!"

At the same time, there was an explosive shout from below, filled with uncontainable anger.

It was Shen Mei!

Before Han Yerou could react, she saw Shen Mei already charging forth—

Clang!

Person like the wind, sword drawn, leapt onto the stage, pointing straight at the unwelcome guest, old villain!

But.

Han Yerou felt a prickling sensation—

"Too far! Can’t catch up!"

"Too strong! Can’t fight!"

They were ultimately too far from the stage, even though Shen Mei was not slow, she was invariably later than Wu Qi.

Assistance couldn’t reach in time!

Looking back at Wu Qi—

Inner strength booming, Qi-Blood like a dragon, the top experts in the academy could tell at once: "Qi-Blood has reached great success, broke the limits, muscle control achieved, Wu Qi has become a Limit-breaking Master, truly formidable!"

"Wu Qi!"

"Yan Chuan, watch out!"

Shaoyan Cong, one of the Ten Elders of Taikang, stepped on Eight Diagram, hooked Seven Stars with his hand, inner strength quickly mobilized, the whole person like a fish, darting straight to the stage.

He was even further from the stage than Shen Mei.

But he reacted faster, moved earlier, and more importantly, he was faster, leaping over Shen Mei in an instant.

But still too far!

Still too slow!

Couldn’t catch up!

Couldn’t save in time!

Yan Chuan was in great danger!

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"Ten Elders!"

"Wu Qi!"

Yan Chuan also saw Wu Qi coming, his whole body tensed, as he saw a palm cutting down from the air, strength hidden deep, if this palm landed, he would either die or be severely injured.

Overwhelming pressure!

Almost impossible to counter.

’Divine Movement Transformation’ might let him dodge!

’Guangling Shadowless Kick’ might let him block!

But neither is reliable!

Even if he dodges one strike, avoids one attack, with Wu Qi’s demonstrated speed and power, if he continued to pursue, Yan Chuan feared he could not withstand more than a few moves.

Crisis!

Life and death crisis!

The more critical the moment, the calmer Yan Chuan became, his reactions swift, in an instant, without dodging or blocking, only pouring ’Spiritual’ into the ’Red Tassel Spear’, rising instantly to level 10—

[Miracle Item·Red Tassel Spear (Level 10): Made from White Wax Wood spear shaft and fine iron spearhead, combines to a length of seven feet and two inches, spear shaft slender, named for the red tassel tied under the spearhead. (Traits: Armor-Piercing, Sharpness, Qi-breaking, Thousand Jin.)]

Surprise weapon rapidly upgraded!

At the same time.

Body aligns with mind, mind aligns with intent, intent aligns with Qi, Qi aligns with spirit, spirit aligns with movement, movement aligns with emptiness!

"Use intent, not force, break the strength, the intent remains unbroken!"

"Cheng’s Six Harmonies Spear!"

"The lone smoke rises straight in the vast desert!!"

The vast desert, lone smoke rising straight up.

Yan Chuan gathered all his spirit, mobilized all his inner strength, shot out with one spear, aiming not at Wu Qi, but seemingly to shatter a great sun above the sky!

"Futile effort!"

Wu Qi viciously, fearing no surprise weapon. He moved his fist and palm, swallowing and floating, just as he did before with Cheng Fengxiao and Luo Liang, aiming to knock Yan Chuan’s ’Red Tassel Spear’ aside and then proceed for Yan Chuan.

This palm strike!

Exceptionally exquisite!

However!

Yet!

As soon as he touched it, Wu Qi noticed something wrong—

"So heavy!"

"So painful!"

He felt that Yan Chuan’s spear was as heavy as a thousand jin, impossible to knock aside, his palm seemed to strike a mountain, an iron ingot, heavy as a mountain, and there seemed to be barbs pricking his palm, causing intense pain, hard to defend even with Qi-Blood mastery and mastered muscle training.

Strength followed the spear, invading his body through his hands.

For a moment, it actually disturbed his breath.

"Bad!"

As Wu Qi’s complexion changed slightly, he hurriedly altered his move, but at this time, he saw Yan Chuan’s spear abruptly change, unexpectedly accelerating—

"The lone smoke rises straight in the vast desert!"

"The setting sun is round over the long river!"

"Sun!"

"Fall!"

Yan Chuan switched from a full spear to ’letting go spear’ in this move!

Cheng’s Six Harmonies Spear!

Ultimate move!

Another ultimate move!

The Red Tassel Spear’s tip trembled, then suddenly extended, like a snake striking, like a dragon breathing—

"Hah!"

Wu Qi let out an explosive shout, barely dodging aside. After all, he came down from the sky, charging swiftly, his breath disturbed, unable to catch his breath, barely able to dodge much, only moving his heart away from the spear tip, while his shoulder was unavoidably hit—

Slash!

A straight thrust—

What Qi-Blood!

What inner strength!

What skin and flesh!

All unable to resist, pierced through with one thrust!

"Ah!"

The extreme agony, Wu Qi howled to the sky, impaled upon the spear.

"Villain must die!"

Yan Chuan advanced further, held the spear, pulled and thrust, targeting Wu Qi’s throat—

"Spare him!"

Bam!

Wang Kuan flicked a finger, a force tore through the air, attempting to deflect Yan Chuan’s Red Tassel Spear, yet this spear in Yan Chuan’s hands was light as a feather, outwardly heavy as a thousand jin.

A flick could not stop it.

"Villain!"

"Die!"

Yan Chuan mercilessly thrust, piercing straight through Wu Qi’s throat.

Chilling to the heart!

Heart soaring!

"Teacher!"

"Wu Qi!"

Tu Tiannan rushed up early, one spear thrust forcing Yan Chuan away, together with Wang Kuan, both caught the falling, wrecked Wu Qi almost simultaneously.

At this moment, Wu Qi was in a miserable state—

Shoulder pierced through, the hole gaping!

Throat pierced, blood gushing!

In such a state, certainly doomed—

"Don’t shake him!"

"He can be saved!"

Disregarding everything else, Wang Kuan supported Wu Qi horizontally, lightly tapped his feet, flew away, heading straight towards Guangling Academy.

"Huh?"

Yan Chuan frowned, watching Wang Kuan leave holding Wu Qi, wondered, "With the throat pierced, how can he be saved?"

"Of course, he can be saved."

"Wu Qi’s Qi and Blood broke through limits, muscle training is accomplished, capable of controlling muscle and flesh regeneration, shoulders, and throat are not his vitals, next time to kill him, stab his heart!"

Yan Chuan muttered, suddenly feeling a gust of wind beside him, as he turned with vigilance, he saw an elderly man over sixty, having an otherworldly aura, a grandmaster temperament. The old man, with a smile, pointed at his own heart area, teaching Yan Chuan the sure-kill method.

"Qi and Blood breaking limits!"

"Muscle training accomplished!"

Yan Chuan speculated this to be the realm of the Ten Elders, far surpassing him at present.

He looked toward the elderly man, "Thank you for the guidance."

Shao Yancong appeared indifferent on the surface but was laughing in his heart.

Searching high and low, yet finding it effortlessly!

He originally worried about convincing Yan Chuan to go to Taikang Academy with him, choosing to be either a disciple or professor as Yan Chuan wished, but considering Yan Chuan had stayed away from academies for eight years, it still seemed challenging.

But now, things turned out perfectly!

Wu Qi erupted and injured people!

Yan Chuan countered and killed in desperate danger!

At this moment, the relationship between Yan Chuan and Guangling Academy could be said to have hit rock bottom, making it very difficult for him to stay in Guangling City.

In such times, Taikang County and Taikang Academy undoubtedly are Yan Chuan’s best refuges.

The tables have turned!

Difficulty plummeting!

How could Shao Yancong not be joyous?

However.

Yan Chuan’s attention at this moment was not on this old man, his gaze swept over to see a woman, arriving slightly before or after the old man on the stage, carrying a sword, surging with killing intent.

Yan Chuan found her very familiar, suddenly realized, pleasantly surprised—

"Aunt Thirteen?!"

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