“Aren’t I teaching you what it should be like at the very peak?”
Li Miao glanced indifferently at Zuo Lishan, then raised a hand and beckoned, “Come again, Master Zuo.”
“Are you tired already? School’s not out yet.”
Some spiders, when ambushing prey, weave a ‘lid’ from silk and leaves at the entrance of their nest, dragging the prey into the nest when it passes by.
Zuo Lishan’s body was already occupied by parasitic worms. The holes Gao Ling saw on his face were the entry and exit points for these worms. The skin and flesh covering them were the worms’ ‘lids’.
At this moment, his true qi was agitated, and rage consumed him, making him unable to maintain his disguise. Several pieces of flesh on his face fell off, revealing the underlying flesh and gums. Those few pieces of flesh dropped to the ground with a ‘thud’, covered in pus and blood.
Zuo Lishan suddenly looked up and laughed wildly, “Hahaha—! Good!”
“Only after defeating an opponent like you can my swordplay reach deng feng (ascend the peak)!”
“Your martial arts realm is indeed above mine, but unfortunately, you are too overconfident!”
Zuo Lishan’s gaze swept over the branch in Li Miao’s hand, his thoughts racing. His dark right hand’s fingers instantly elongated, tightly ‘locking’ the sword hilt in his palm.
He pointed the long sword in his hand diagonally towards the sky.
Bang!!
Dust flew up from under his feet!
In an instant, he appeared before Li Miao!
The sword blade came down diagonally from upper right to lower left, directly ‘smashing’ towards Li Miao’s shoulder!
This move was precisely “Soaring Ridge Across the Sky” from the Mount Tai Swordplay! Using the majestic power of Mount Tai, it directly shattered the opponent’s weapon and crushed their head!
Li Miao raised his hand to meet the attack, still using the same method. The branch, carrying immense true qi, struck the weakest point of the force on Zuo Lishan’s sword blade.
Clang—
The force of Zuo Lishan’s sword was dispersed, lifting slightly upwards.
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Then it whistled downwards again! It was still “Soaring Ridge Across the Sky”!
Zuo Lishan’s right hand, having been reshaped, was no longer like that of an ordinary person. At this moment, he held the sword hilt tightly in his palm, leaving no gap, ensuring it would not slip.
And, having been modified by the parasitic worms, his flesh was tough, and he no longer needed to adjust his stance, moves, or breath after his force dispersed, unlike ordinary experts.
This move, with its overwhelming power, diagonally slashed down, covering his entire body, making it difficult to evade.
The branch in Li Miao’s hand was infused with his true qi, allowing it to clash with the treasured sword in Zuo Lishan’s hand. But this branch was, after all, not metal; if they clashed head-on, it would break after a few strikes.
Zuo Lishan intended to rely on his bizarre physique, modified by the parasitic worms, to forcefully shatter both the branch and Li Miao!
“Soaring Ridge Across the Sky”!
“Soaring Ridge Across the Sky”!
“Soaring Ridge Across the Sky”!
Sword after sword descended. Li Miao continuously neutralized them, but the branch had already begun to break, sending wood chips flying.
The sword blade was getting closer and closer to Li Miao’s shoulder!
Zuo Lishan revealed a sinister smile, thinking to himself, “If you used a proper weapon, and since my body is not yet fully covered by parasitic worms, there are still flaws. The outcome of our fight would likely be uncertain.”
“You say I am arrogant, but you don’t know that you, too, will die today due to your own arrogance!”
“Die!”
Finally, the branch broke, and the long sword fell towards Li Miao’s shoulder!
Clang!!—
Pfft.
Two sounds overlapped.
Zuo Lishan’s long sword was instantly knocked aside. He looked down at his chest.
Half a branch was stuck there.
Li Miao retreated a few steps, shaking his left hand, “Good sword, good strength, quite hard.”
In that instant, Li Miao’s left hand, clenched into a fist, directly struck Zuo Lishan’s sword edge, disrupting Zuo Lishan’s stance, while his right hand’s branch directly pierced his heart.
Li Miao looked at Zuo Lishan, smiled, and raised his left hand to him, “Iron Sand Palm combined with Shaolin’s Heart Intent Fist, never seen it before, have you?”
Zuo Lishan pulled out the branch from his chest. The blood flowed out for an instant and then stopped, with faint parasitic worm limbs appearing at the wound.
“What martial art are you practicing exactly?” he asked expressionlessly.
A single move encompasses force, true qi, and a set routine; none can be missing.
But with Li Miao’s strike, the true qi was from Iron Sand Palm, which allowed his fist to hard-clash with the sword edge. The force and routine, however, were from Shaolin’s Heart Intent Fist, which allowed him to break Zuo Lishan’s fierce stance.
For an ordinary person to use them this way, the true qi and force would clash internally, and not going berserk would be considered good fortune. Yet Li Miao could use them with such fluidity and ease, and his mastery appeared to be no less than that of a peak expert specializing in these arts.
And those five distinct Mount Tai Swordplay moves… This completely violated the fundamentals of martial arts!
Li Miao smiled, “Didn’t I tell you? You just took a shortcut up the mountain, and when you reached the peak and saw no one, you thought the peak belonged to you.”
“Last time I saw you, I said that among the world’s peak experts, some were undeserving of their reputation, relying only on the vast true qi cultivated over years to overpower others.”
“Now, you are the same.”
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“Come, let’s continue.”
As soon as his voice fell, Li Miao instantly closed in. Fingers, claws, fists, palms—his hands traced afterimages in the air, attacking Zuo Lishan.
Zuo Lishan raised his sword to parry left and right, his eyes fixed on Li Miao. In a flash, they exchanged more than a dozen moves, but the more he fought, the more alarmed he became.
“Tai Chi, Baji, Iron Eagle Spear, Blood Dissection Blade, Iron Shackles War Summons, Four Symbols Palm…”
“Five Peaks, Shaolin, Wudang, Emei Sect, Jinyiwei (Imperial Guards), Blood Robe Building, Cao Gang…”
“Using fingers as swords, fists as spears, palms as blades…”
Each of Li Miao’s moves was internally ever-changing and unrestrained. His force and true qi were inverted, and his routines were chaotic and unclear.
In just these dozen or so exchanges, Zuo Lishan could discern the shadows of dozens of martial arts styles. Moves changed in an instant before his eyes; observing his true qi, force, or moves was like a hanging goat’s horn—leaving no trace.
In an instant, Li Miao’s right hand formed a palm and struck towards Zuo Lishan’s face. The move was clearly the Emei Sect’s ultimate skill, “Four Symbols Palm.”
Zuo Lishan raised his sword to counter with “Crane’s Clear Spring,” but he suddenly struck empty air. Looking down again, Li Miao’s right hand had already curved into a claw, digging towards his chest, which was Wang Hai’s fundamental martial art, “Leaf Removal.”
Zuo Lishan raised his sword to block, but the sword blade was struck by an immense force, smashing heavily against his body!
Pfft!—
Zuo Lishan retreated explosively with the force, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood. He retreated a full ten feet before barely steadying himself.
Looking up at Li Miao again, his right hand had not yet withdrawn; that claw had clearly already clenched into a fist.
It was “Advance, Parry, and Punch” from Wudang Tai Chi Fist, which had forcefully broken through his block!
Within that single move, he had consecutively changed three ultimate skills!
Li Miao withdrew his fist, not pressing his advantage, but instead stood calmly watching the bleeding Zuo Lishan, “How is it, Master Zuo, do you see clearly now?”
“If you still can’t see clearly, I won’t be willing to teach you, this slow-witted disciple.”
Zuo Lishan plunged his long sword into the ground, his hands quickly tapping his chest a few times, black qi swirling around his face.
When he looked up again, there was no trace of color left in his face. His dark right hand elongated once more, twisting into a bizarre angle.
He said hoarsely, “So that’s it.”
“This is… beyond the peak…”