Under the dual blessings of the Golden Body of Buddhism and the Fine Scale Armor, Yan Shouyi's defense reached a terrifying level.
This almost rendered him invincible!
With his defense no longer a concern, the next step was relentless offense!
Yan Shouyi's eyes sharpened, and his body instantly vanished from its spot, reappearing behind Huang Qingcang!
"When?!"
Huang Qingcang was shocked. His speed had already surpassed the ordinary, so how could Yan Shouyi be faster than him?
"It's simple. Your speed is merely physical. I, however, am using Zong Di Jin Guang… a Daoist technique!"
Yan Shouyi punched Huang Qingcang's back!
Despite the protective aura around Huang Qingcang, he staggered forward, his face flushing red, his blood churning.
The promised five moves, Yan Shouyi would not add another, nor would he give Huang Qingcang a chance to escape!
He pressed forward, preparing to follow up his attack. However, Huang Qingcang quickly reacted, turning his fist into a palm, intending to use Hua Jin against Yan Shouyi.
Seeing this, Yan Shouyi also changed his stance to deliver a palm strike!
This change baffled Huang Qingcang. For Yan Shouyi, a fist strike was clearly more lethal at this moment; why then did he choose to attack with a palm?
With no time to overthink, Huang Qingcang struck Yan Shouyi with his palm, and Yan Shouyi countered with his own.
As their palms met, Huang Qingcang used Hua Jin to neutralize Yan Shouyi's palm force.
But strangely, this time, the ripples of dissipated Hua Jin did not appear behind Huang Qingcang in the Wash Elephant Pond.
Where had the power gone?
As Huang Qingcang pondered this, he saw Yan Shouyi's palm become incredibly gentle, "drawing circles" in front of him.
Huang Qingcang's face contorted with horror.
As a Grandmaster of martial arts, he knew very well that Yan Shouyi was also using "Hua Jin"!
He had absorbed all the power from their palm clash!
"Four ounces repelling a thousand pounds!"
Yan Shouyi shook his arms, his palms striking Huang Qingcang's chest simultaneously. Huang Qingcang's protective aura shattered instantly, and he spat blood, flying backward!
At the same time, the sand and leaves swept down by the broken protective aura slowly formed a Tai Chi diagram at Yan Shouyi's feet.
Yan Shouyi stood at the center of the Tai Chi diagram, adopting a Tai Chi stance!
The "Four ounces repelling a thousand pounds" of Tai Chi, so similar to the Hua Jin of the Dian Yi School, caught Huang Qingcang completely off guard. He had not anticipated Yan Shouyi's profound mastery of Tai Chi, which led to his utter downfall!
Huang Qingcang fell to the ground, spewing blood, his face filled with disbelief, "You… how is this possible?!"
"Apologies, I know a bit of everything." Yan Shouyi retaliated, his innocent expression almost making Huang Qingcang explode with rage.
Now that his protective aura was broken and he was heavily injured, he was like fish on a chopping board, ripe for slaughter.
And at this very moment, it was exactly the "five moves" Yan Shouyi had spoken of, no more, no less.
"Sect Leader Huang, do you still wish to fight?" Yan Shouyi asked calmly. "I still have many trump cards, and I haven't even drawn my weapon."
Fighting barehanded, he had already defeated Huang Qingcang. If he were to use his weapon or other Daoist techniques, Huang Qingcang likely wouldn't last two more moves!
The path of martial arts was ultimately too arduous. Even with the doubled efforts of someone like Huang Qingcang, his strength was still confined by his mortal body. The flesh and blood had limits that could absolutely not be broken.
This was why the formidable Huang Qingcang was so easily defeated by Yan Shouyi, as they were not even on the same track.
It was just…
Yan Shouyi felt something was amiss. He believed Huang Qingcang might have lasted a few more rounds.
The reason he had boasted earlier, changing "ten moves" to "five moves," was because his initial assessment of Huang Qingcang's strength was at the ten-move level. However, after their exchange, his evaluation of Huang Qingcang had plummeted.
But now that Huang Qingcang had been defeated, pondering such matters was meaningless.
Huang Qingcang's face was filled with unwillingness, but he finally lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "I concede."
He had no chance of victory. Even if he returned to his peak state, Yan Shouyi could defeat him once, and thus could defeat him a second and third time.
Yan Shouyi nodded, "Tell your disciples to stop."
Huang Qingcang turned and shouted, "All of you, stop!"
The Dian Yi School disciples who were besieging Long Feicheng halted.
However, the three disciples being pursued by Tian Jue'er cried out, covering their heads, "Make her stop quickly!!"
Huang Qingcang looked at Yan Shouyi. Yan Shouyi called out helplessly, "Jue'er, temporarily stop!"
Hearing this, Tian Jue'er replied with an "Oh," ceased her pursuit, and casually tossed the large tree aside.
The tree crashed into other smaller trees, snapping their trunks and leaving the scene in disarray.
The three Dian Yi School disciples, who had been fleeing from Tian Jue'er, finally had a chance to catch their breath. Recalling the terrifying chase, they were all filled with lingering fear.
They had thought targeting a woman would be the easiest, only to pick the most ferocious one.
With all the Dian Yi School disciples stopped, the pressure on Long Feicheng and the others instantly vanished. Seeing that Yan Shouyi had defeated Huang Qingcang, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Qi Dongqiang immediately rushed towards Huang Qingcang with his staff, hitting him squarely on the head.
A lump formed on Huang Qingcang's head, making him dizzy. Though enraged, he dared not utter a word.
"Did you kill Caiyun! Tell me!"
Qi Dongqiang roared, raising his staff again to strike Huang Qingcang.
This time, the Dian Yi School disciples couldn't stand by and rushed forward to block Qi Dongqiang. Long Feicheng also shouted, "Stop hitting him. If we kill him, who will we interrogate? What if there are survivors from the Emei Sect?"
His words seemed to awaken Qi Dongqiang. He suppressed his anger and did not continue his assault.
Zhuge Ji glanced at Yan Shouyi with surprise. He had a question in his mind but did not voice it immediately.
Ye Tianyuan, on the other hand, looked down at Huang Qingcang's shadow, a frown on his face as he pondered something.
Yan Shouyi grabbed Huang Qingcang by the collar and asked coldly, "Tell me, who instigated you, why did you kill the Emei Sect disciples, and what happened to the Qingcheng Sect disciples?!"
Blood trickled from Huang Qingcang's lips, and his face was pale.
Facing desperation, he was not afraid but instead let out a cold laugh, "Hahahaha… Hahahaha! Yan Shouyi, you are very intelligent and very powerful, but so what? In the end, you will still be played in the palm of my hand!"
Long Feicheng, unable to contain his anger, rushed forward and slapped Huang Qingcang, "Let me make it clear who is being played in the palm of whose hand now!"
After slapping Huang Qingcang, Long Feicheng pointed at his nose and asked, "Tell me, what exactly is your goal?!"
Huang Qingcang, having been slapped, smiled faintly at Long Feicheng and said, "Come closer, and I'll tell you."
Long Feicheng, not thinking much, leaned in, believing Huang Qingcang was finally going to confess. Unexpectedly, Huang Qingcang suddenly spat out a cloud of smoke from his mouth.
Yan Shouyi immediately released his grip and pulled Long Feicheng back, "Be careful, the mist is poisonous!"
Long Feicheng covered his nose and cursed, "Damn it, this smell is too strong! Haven't you brushed your teeth in ten years?!"
Huang Qingcang snorted coldly, seizing the opportunity to break free and flee towards the forest without hesitation!
A captive that was within reach, how could he let him escape so easily? Yan Shouyi's eyes turned cold, and he directly summoned his Zanpakuto Dharma Body and hurled it towards Huang Qingcang's retreating figure!
This guy's ambition was not extinguished. Unless half his body was crippled, he would likely not cease his trouble!