Chapter 9, Battle Against Feng Qingyang

Linghu Chong leaped forward with the Lightness Skill, directly employing the unparalleled martial art, the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms. He shouted, "Master Feng, receive my palm, Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, the Wrath of the Dragon!"

However, if you wish to surpass me, it is likely not so easy!" Feng Qingyang let out a long howl, and an aura of invincibility spread from him, enveloping the entire world in a profound silence. This is a force of nature that can only be comprehended by the pinnacle of supreme masters.

And Linghu Chong possesses great fortune, making him the protagonist of this era. Not only has he obtained the Dugu Nine Swords from Dugu Qiubai, but he has also acquired numerous unparalleled martial arts such as the Nine Yang Divine Skill, the Northern Darkness Divine Skill, the Great Shift of the Universe, the Lingbo Weibu, the Six Meridians Divine Sword, and the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms. Among these, he has completely absorbed and digested the relics condensed from the martial arts prowess of the legendary figures Xu Zhu and Duan Yu, which has formed a golden elixir within him. He has broken through to the mythical level of innate mastery, surpassing the limits of martial arts, and has become one of the few legendary figures of mythical status in the history of the martial world.

Feng Qingyang truly lives up to his reputation, and he is likely on the verge of reaching the pinnacle of unparalleled mastery. Although Linghu Chong held back somewhat, the fact that he was able to engage in three hundred rounds of combat with someone who possesses various legendary and unparalleled martial arts, only to fall due to exhaustion, is indeed commendable

In the end, Feng Qingyang, aged and weakened, was unable to continue, and was struck down to the ground by Linghu Chong with a single palm, rendering him completely incapacitated

"Master Feng, how is the level of martial arts evaluated in the Jianghu? I have been training in the Jianghu for two years, yet I have not heard my fellow practitioners discuss this, so I am not very familiar with it," Linghu Chong asked curiously.

"Master Feng, are you alright!" Linghu Chong hurriedly rushed over to help Feng Qingyang up, genuinely worried that he might have struck too hard and incapacitated this legendary figure. It is well known that Feng Qingyang is the guardian deity of the Huashan Sect, a living fossil of sorts. Although he does not concern himself with the management of the sect, he will undoubtedly intervene whenever the Huashan Sect is in danger. In the original text, Feng Qingyang has always silently watched over the Huashan Sect, and whenever there is an insurmountable external force threatening the sect, he will certainly take action with overwhelming force to eliminate the enemy. It is well known that Feng Qingyang is the guardian deity of the Huashan Sect, a living fossil of sorts. Although he does not concern himself with the management of the sect, he will undoubtedly intervene whenever the Huashan Sect is in danger. In the original text, Feng Qingyang has always silently watched over the Huashan Sect, and whenever there is an insurmountable external force threatening the sect, he will certainly take action with overwhelming force to eliminate the enemy.

Two figures soared into the sky. Feng Qingyang had an extraordinary encounter in his early years, mastering the unparalleled swordsmanship and palm techniques of Dugu Qiubai. His innate talent for martial arts was exceptionally high, and he later created a unique set of techniques known as the Mountain Split Palm. He was invincible in the martial world, earning the title of a martial arts legend.

"What a thrill! Ever since I retired, I have not fought so freely and joyfully!" Feng Qingyang shouted loudly, and after a moment, he became somewhat sentimental, saying: "Alas, I am getting old. Indeed, the new generation surpasses the old. I never expected that the Huashan Sect would produce such an extraordinary talent as you! The Huashan Sect is not far from replacing the Lingjiu Temple and Wudang Sect to dominate the martial world."

Feng Qingyang has been famous for many years and is a legendary figure in today's martial arts world. His skills are unfathomable, and he rarely encounters an opponent in the current jianghu. Now, seeing a junior from Mount Hua daring to compete with him in palm techniques and internal strength, he cannot help but feel amused. He effortlessly raises a palm to meet the challenge, deliberately holding back fifty percent of his strength to avoid accidentally injuring this junior.

"Master Feng, as the saying goes, the waves of the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, while the former waves die on the beach. You have been on the mountain for too long, and the news has become outdated; my master is no longer my opponent." Linghu Chong exclaimed excitedly, "Master Feng, let us battle!"

After a while, Feng Qingyang finally regained his composure, suppressing the restless internal energy throughout his body. He praised Linghu Chong, saying: "I did not expect that at such a young age, your internal strength would be so formidable. Indeed, talents emerge in every generation. My era has already passed."

Boom! At the summit of the Cliff of Reflection, the weather suddenly changed, with flashes of lightning and claps of thunder. This is a peak confrontation between two super masters, their vital energy and battle spirit have already influenced the changes in nature.

"Master Feng, my disciple has recently been feeling a bit restless and wishes to challenge you to a duel. Let us meet and discuss this!" Linghu Chong laughed loudly.

"You little brat, do you want to spar with me?" The white-bearded Feng Qingyang replied displeased, "Not to mention you, even your master, who is called 'Gentleman Sword' Yue Buqun, is not qualified to say such things."

Feng Qingyang's brows were raised, his face flushed with a tide of emotions. Half of it was due to embarrassment, and the other half was from the powerful palm strike delivered by Linghu Chong, who had unleashed the unparalleled Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms using the perfected Nine Yang Divine Skill. How could such a technique be easily received? At this moment, Feng Qingyang's internal energy was in disarray, leaving him feeling unwell and completely immobilized.

At the moment their palms made contact, Feng Qingyang paid the price for his carelessness. A tremendous force surged from the palm, and Feng Qingyang was taken aback, quickly gathering all of the remaining five parts of his strength into his right palm, attempting to fully resist Linghu Chong's strike.

Hehe, ordinary martial artists are not qualified to access these matters. Only top-tier masters and the elders of their sects will gradually allow them to understand the distinctions of these realms. Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "Two years ago, you were just a stinky kid who had just entered the second tier. Naturally, your master would not explain this to you. As for those people you encountered in the martial world, they are probably not high-level figures; at most, they are of second-tier standard."

Feng Qingyang and Linghu Chong engaged in a fierce confrontation in mid-air, battling from the sky down to the river surface, and then to the cliffs of the mountains. The remnants of their clashes filled the space between heaven and earth, with punches, kicks, and sword techniques flowing effortlessly. The collision of palm techniques, body movements, and internal energy was extraordinarily intense, even shattering several small peaks.

Come on

"Master Uncle, I..." Linghu Chong felt somewhat embarrassed; if he were to hold back his strength and accidentally harm you, I would be devastated.

It is truly unexpected that Yue Buqun, whose martial arts skills are nothing but a pile of dung, could actually teach someone as exceptional as you. This is simply the greatest miracle throughout history.

Let us fight

"You need not feel embarrassed, nor should you concern yourself with the dignity of this old man. At my age, I have long since grown indifferent to such superficial honors; otherwise, I would not have chosen to live in seclusion here," Feng Qingyang said with a smile to Linghu Chong

Linghu Chong supported Feng Qingyang as they reached the stone bench. Feng Qingyang, filled with emotion, said: "Two years ago, when you were facing the wall at the Cliff of Reflection, your martial arts were so poor that you were not even as good as a pile of dung. I never expected that in just two short years, you would reach such a level. If I am not mistaken, you held back in the battle just now, didn't you"

Linghu Chong's expression changed dramatically as he activated the Northern Darkness Divine Skill and the Nine Yang Divine Skill throughout his body. A tremendous aura, overwhelming and powerful, erupted from him, forcefully pressing down towards Feng Qingyang

"You little rascal, though young, you certainly have a lot of audacity!" A figure suddenly appeared before Linghu Chong like a flash of lightning, moving so swiftly that it even left behind a lingering shadow.

My martial arts skills are already rare in the martial world, and there are only four people in this world who can match me in combat. " Feng Qingyang suddenly said to Linghu Chong: "Of course, you have already surpassed this level; this old bone of mine is no longer your opponent.

Unfortunately, it was a complete loss. With Linghu Chong's current level of internal power, even if Feng Qingyang were to exert his full strength, he would not be a match for him. Moreover, Feng Qingyang had held back. As a result, he was sent flying seven or eight zhang, and after landing, he staggered back several steps before managing to steady himself. In contrast, Linghu Chong remained unscathed, standing proudly without taking a single step back.