I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them? - Chapter 72

Chapter 71 Confrontation Between Martial Arts (Large Chapter for Subscriptions)_2

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In the room of the posthouse, Xue Wuxin’s heart was struck with shock.

How can there be martial artists in the Wasteland?

Moreover, this young martial artist seemed somewhat off!

He had been preparing to leave the posthouse to go to a nearby city to kill and offer sacrifices of blood to recover from his injuries.

Suddenly, he sensed a powerful aura rushing towards the official road. The vigor of that blood energy was so strong that it alarmed him.

“A martial artist from the Inner Domain pursuing me?

“No! That’s not right, why does he have such terrifying blood energy?”

Xue Wuxin was exceedingly shocked and with a move, he hid back inside the posthouse.

That powerful aura was too unrestrained, too tumultuous, and the strength of the blood energy was terrifying!

How could there be someone with such terrifying blood energy in the world?

“If I could devour his blood energy, wouldn’t I instantly recover from my injuries and even become stronger?”

The more Xue Wuxin thought about it, the more excited he became.

“In the Wasteland, the Tian Di Lingji dissipates, making it impossible for martial artists to exist. But there are also no such martial artists with terrifying blood energy in the Inner Domain, not even a Great Grandmaster would possess such vigorous blood energy.”

The more Xue Wuxin thought, the more puzzled he became.

“Could it be that it has become possible to cultivate martial arts in the Wasteland?

“No, that’s absolutely impossible!”

As Xu Yan entered the posthouse, even though Xu Yan stopped using his movement technique and reined in his blood energy, Xue Wuxin’s keen sensitivity towards blood energy still allowed him to sense the vast blood energy within Xu Yan.

The more he sensed it, the more shocked he became.

“Is this blood energy? Why does it feel different and why is there a sensation of being as fierce as fire? It feels as boundless as the ocean; this can’t be blood energy, right?”

Xue Wuxin’s mind was full of questions.

“To kill him, I can sense that if I could devour his blood energy, not only would I recover from my injuries, but my foundation would also be firmer and I might even make a breakthrough!”

In Xue Wuxin’s eyes, a bloodthirsty light emerged.

With a flick of his finger, the devouring blood silk suddenly shot out, aiming straight for Xu Yan’s heart.

The moment he made his move, he saw the youth palm strike, and with a rumbling sound, a crimson dragon, carrying a terrifying might, surged forward with a roar.

“What kind of cultivation technique is this!”

Xue Wuxin lost his color in fright.

Rumbling!

The room collapsed, debris flew, and Xu Yan raised his hand and pushed out another palm. The crimson dragon swept across the sky.

The fierce and domineering power of the Descending Dragon Palm instantly evaporated the devouring blood silk. Xu Yan, however, had a solemn expression on his face, and his eyes also held some confusion.

Looking at Xue Wuxin, who had risen into the air to avoid the attack, he was immensely shocked.

“A martial artist of the Innate Realm? Is that True Qi?”

That cold thread seemed to be condensed from True Qi.

“No! Something’s not right, True Qi isn’t this weak!

“Even the Innate Realm isn’t this weak. What’s going on with him?”

Xu Yan was full of questions.

Xue Wuxin stared at Xu Yan, the more he looked, the more astonished he became!

“A martial artist! He really is a martial artist!”

“Chased here from the Inner Domain? No! That’s not right, if he were a martial artist from the Inner Domain, he would have recognized me by now.”

Xue Wuxin dismissed the idea that this was a martial artist from the Inner Domain.

Clearly, this youth was a martial artist from the Wasteland!

“Is he a third-grade martial artist? No, stronger than a third-grade, second-grade? That’s not right either, not even second-grade martial artists are this powerful, a first-grade martial artist?

“Such a young first-grade martial artist?

“Something’s fishy. What kind of martial artist is this? Even a first-grade martial artist shouldn’t be this strong!”

While Xue Wuxin’s heart was shocked, he was also full of doubts.

“Blood energy as firm as Gang? What kind of martial artist is this, what kind of martial arts, what kind of cultivation technique? A first-grade martial artist cultivating Gang strength doesn’t have such vast and domineering power, nor such might.

“Why does it feel like the aura of a Qi Cultivation Grandmaster?

“However, this doesn’t seem to be the Inner Qi of a Grandmaster either. It seems to be just blood energy? Why is the blood energy so incredibly powerful?”

Xue Wuxin felt his brain was in chaos.

What in the world was going on?

Xu Yan was also confused. Xue Wuxin’s body exuded a cold aura, and that powerful force seemed like True Qi, yet it was weaker than True Qi and didn’t have the strength of Innate True Qi.

Still, the other party was actually soaring through the sky, which was clearly something only those of the Innate Realm could manage.

If he was of the Innate Realm, why was he so weak?

“Could it be that the cultivation technique I practice is too powerful?”

Xu Yan was deep in thought.

“That’s not right either, why do I feel that his physical body isn’t strong? It seems like his martial arts foundation isn’t solid, and it’s as if he hasn’t cultivated blood energy at all?

“How strange, is he really a Martial Artist of the Innate Realm?”

“Judging by his appearance, he doesn’t seem like a good person, be careful!”

His lifeforce surged as a giant dragon coiled around his body, another circled above his head, and yet another dragon raised its head on either side, ready to strike at any moment.

Facing a formidable enemy, Xu Yan dared not be the slightest bit careless.

Xue Wuxin’s pupils contracted, that terrifying lifeforce as fierce as fire, posed a strong threat and sparked a yearning within him.

Intuition told him that if he devoured the other’s lifeforce, not only could he recover from his injuries, but he could also achieve a breakthrough in strength!

A bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.

His already pale complexion became even more ghastly, as a cold aura enveloped him.

A narrow, cold-gleaming blade was drawn from beneath his robes.

Xu Yan’s gaze sharpened; he felt a threat emanating from the other’s blade.

“It’s a precious blade!”

The blade bore resemblances to the sword and blade he had obtained from Qi Country’s royal treasure vault, neither of which were made of steel.

“I didn’t bring a sword with me!”

Xu Yan’s heart tightened slightly.

“After I return, I want to learn swordsmanship!”

He made up his mind; upon his return, he would find his master and learn a set of sword techniques!

Hum!

The long blade in Xue Wuxin’s hand buzzed with a somber hum, its light blossoming as the cold blade’s Qi spread out, and around the blade floated thread-like fine lines, resembling long needles.

“Strike first to gain the upper hand!”

At the sight of this, Xu Yan pushed forward his hands, and with a thunderous boom, his Descending Dragon Palm struck out.

Xue Wuxin’s gaze was cold as he slashed downward with his blade.

The chilling blade Qi, entwined with fine threads, displayed extreme ferocity, and directly shattered the force of the Descending Dragon Palm.

Boom!

The blade Qi dominated, its chilling aura pervading the surroundings as the temperature plummeted in that moment.

Xu Yan swung his hands, unleashing the Descending Dragon Palm, and in an instant nine dragons roared forth from all directions towards Xue Wuxin, with his terrifying lifeforce blazing like intense flames.

The chilling aura was vaporized under his fierce lifeforce.

“This boy must not be left alive!”

Xue Wuxin’s intent to kill was chilling; the other’s intense lifeforce actually had a restraining effect on his Inner Qi, causing his strength to drop by more than twenty percent.

Had it not been for his higher realm, he would have been utterly crushed if they were at the same level!

In that instant, the blade light swept across, the fine threads, like spider silk, kept twisting around as if solidifying into a giant web.

Thunder roared!

Nine dragons rampaged, striking at Xue Wuxin from all directions, their domineering palm force like endless layers, yet Xue Wuxin’s blade light seemed even more sinister and sharp.

Slash after slash, he shattered the dragons, closing in on Xu Yan with nimble shifts of position.

The inn was already reduced to ruins in the midst of the fierce battle.

“So strong!”

Xu Yan’s heart tensed; the other’s swordplay was brutal and the blade Qi overwhelming, capable of shattering his Descending Dragon Palm. However, he did not shrink back; instead, he was all the more invigorated.

Finally, a worthy opponent.

He could fight to his heart’s content!

He had still been unable to fully enjoy the battle against the War God’s Mighty Army.

But now, he could!

Martial Artists live to fight!

His lifeforce was surging, the Descending Dragon Palm force grew stronger, and with a thunderous noise, a tenth dragon burst forth, ten dragons roared and coiled, their might further intensifying.

“Why do I feel like he isn’t that strong? An Innate Realm Martial Artist shouldn’t be this weak.”

Though the other momentarily held the upper hand, Xu Yan wasn’t panicking at all but began to feel puzzled.

The other was too weak, lacking the power an Innate Realm Martial Artist should have.

If his lifeforce were full, he would certainly be able to defeat the other!

The more Xue Wuxin fought, the more alarmed he became. Even though he seemingly had the upper hand, defeating his opponent was proving to be extremely difficult.

The dragon-shaped palm force was overbearingly domineering and fiercely intense.

Moreover, the dragon-shaped palm force was actually changing its attacks. A dragon’s head would strike, but then in mid-air, it would swirl around, turning into a tail swipe!

What kind of palm technique could achieve this?

“Something’s off, what cultivation technique is he practicing? Based on my judgment, he seems to be a rank one Martial Artist? But, which rank one Martial Artist possesses such strength and such formidable power?”

Xue Wuxin took a deep breath; he must end the battle quickly!

With a slash of his blade, countless bloodthirsty ghostly threads kept winding around the dragon, hindering its transformation and agility, slowing down the dragon’s striking speed.

As he moved, he suddenly caught the moment Xu Yan’s Descending Dragon Palm struck, revealing a gap above, and leaped into the air. From mid-air, he thrust his blade downward!