Asura Mad Emperor-Chapter 279 Descending Dragon Subduiting Tiger Fist

Above the arena, Huang Tian and Jiang Yi exchanged bows and reported their names before each of them made a move.

"Raging Wave Sword Technique!"

Jiang Yi uttered sharply, her curved sword fiercely slashing toward the crown of the youth before her. Just as the name of the technique suggested, her sword qi rolled over like raging waves, overwhelming and engulfing in the direction of Huang Tian.

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"Hiss~"

"Junior Sister Jiang’s move is so domineering!"

Below the arena, a disciple exclaimed in a low voice. The sword intent of the Raging Wave Sword Technique contained the Water Attribute, an extreme yin method, but the Nine Yang True Intent she cultivated was an extreme yang cultivation technique. Extreme yin and extreme yang should repel each other, yet in Jiang Yi’s hands, they were executed together, harmoniously integrated without the slightest sign of conflict.

And that sword intent of the Raging Wave Sword Technique was even stronger than ordinary!

As the Raging Wave Sword Technique approached, everyone noticed that Huang Tian was still foolishly standing in place, without any intention of moving.

"Hey, how can this kid be so foolish?"

Seeing that the sword intent from Jiang Yi approached like relentless tidal waves, ready to submerge Huang Tian’s frail body, he still remained motionless.

"Could it be that Junior Sister Jiang’s technique has frightened him out of his wits?" the disciples watching from below the arena speculated.

Gong Hai also shook his head slightly, contemptuously glancing at Qin Chuan, and sneered, "A mere Meridian Opening Realm cultivator wants to make a name for himself, yet he turns into a fool at the sight of a simple move. The path of Martial Arts is nothing but wishful thinking for him, a complete joke."

Gong Hai’s words were layered, criticizing Huang Tian on the surface while implicitly suggesting that Qin Chuan, also in the Meridian Opening Realm, was foolish to discuss Martial Arts.

"Boy, prepare to kneel and kowtow," Gong Hai, stroking his black beard, said with arrogance.

The leader, Gong Hong, was equally sure of victory, lifting his head and declaring, "The gap in strength between the two is too vast, this Huang Tian is bound to lose without..."

As he spoke, the overwhelming sword intent of the Raging Wave Sword Technique finally reached Huang Tian.

And at that moment, the ever-motionless Huang Tian finally moved.

He clenched his right fist, gathering the intent of invincibility, and struck at that sword intent.

"Boom!"

The oncoming waves of the sword were instantly shattered by his fist, the waves dissipating into a breeze, vanishing into nothingness.

Then, with a shift of his form, he threw another punch, carrying the invincible and domineering intent, which roared and rushed towards Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi cried out sharply, "Break!"

Huang Tian’s Invincible Fist Intent surged forth. Jiang Yi’s Raging Wave Sword Technique had no time to be unleashed. She formed a fist with her delicate hand and met Huang Tian head-on.

"Boom~"

Where the fists collided, a thunderous explosion echoed, followed by the surge of a roaring qi wave. The dust raised in the aftermath blotted out the sky and obscured the view of the spectators below.

"Whoosh~"

Below the arena, the disciples were stunned by that punch, unable to help but comment, "This boy, facing a Spirit Martial First Layer cultivator like Junior Sister Jiang, can actually throw such a powerful punch, truly formidable!"

Another disciple picked up the conversation, adding, "Indeed, this kid, to deliver such a fierce punch, even though defeated..." He intended to say ’a glorious defeat,’ but he couldn’t finish his sentence.

Because as the dust settled, atop the arena, only one figure remained—not Jiang Yi, but Huang Tian!

"What’s going on?"

"Where is junior sister Jiang Yi?"

The disciples looked puzzled, but Gong Hong, Gong Hai, and Gong Miao were stunned with their mouths agape.

While everyone else failed to see clearly, the three of them had witnessed how Jiang Yi, at the First Layer of the Spirit Martial Realm, was blasted away by a single punch from Huang Tian.

Up above the arena, Jiang Yi’s figure flew backward, unable to stop her momentum, and fell off the stage, admitting defeat, which left Huang Tian alone on it.

"What’s going on here?"

"A Spirit Martial Realm cultivator defeated by a single move from an Eighth Layer Meridian Opening practitioner?"

"While it’s not unheard of for someone to challenge beyond their level, Huang Tian looks so frail that it seems hard for him to even stand. How could he possibly defeat an opponent from a higher realm with a single strike?"

The Gong brothers couldn’t grasp the truth behind it, but Qinchuan understood the reason.

Though Huang Tian appeared weak and small, like a refugee fallen on hard times, it was all due to the Mysterious Technique he practiced.

This Mysterious Technique was known as the Descending Dragon Subduing Tiger Fist, created by a mad beggar from ancient times. Those who practiced it, before reaching the Perfection Realm, would go mad as the technique progressed, until they attained Perfection and returned to normal.

Huang Tian was precisely in such a state, driven insane by practicing the Descending Dragon Subduing Tiger Fist. His disheveled appearance was an unintended consequence of his maddened consciousness.

The side effects of this Mysterious Technique were severe. In the early stages of practice, its power far surpassed other techniques of the same rank. Qinchuan had studied it before as well.

After examining it briefly, Qinchuan also discovered the peculiarities of this Mysterious Technique.

Ordinary Mysterious Techniques are divided into four ranks: Heaven, Earth, Mysterious, and Yellow. They can be practiced by anyone from the Tempering Body Realm up to the Great Emperor.

Beyond the Heaven Rank are Divine Skills, which differ from Mysterious Techniques in that there’s a threshold for practicing them. Only cultivators who have reached the Dao Palace Realm can begin to practice Divine Skills.

But the Descending Dragon Subduing Tiger Fist belonged neither to Mysterious Techniques nor to Divine Skills. It lay between Heaven Rank and Divine Skills, possessing the foundation of Mysterious Techniques while integrating the mysteries of Divine Skills.

Thus, cultivators below the Dao Palace Realm could practice this Cultivation Technique, but their Divine Sense couldn’t withstand the backlash. Their Divine Sense would be damaged, their consciousness driven to madness, until they cultivated the technique to the Perfection Realm and found the cause of the damage to their Divine Sense, by which they could recover.

Although practicing the Descending Dragon Subduing Tiger Fist gave cultivators below the Dao Palace Realm power far beyond other Mysterious Techniques, it damaged their Divine Sense. Above the Dao Palace Realm, they could cultivate even more powerful Divine Skills, making this Secret Technique rather useless. As such, fewer people practiced it, and it was lost to the sands of time.

Huang Tian, having stumbled upon such an opportunity from who knows where, was able to practice this fist technique and thus cause the Gong brothers to fall into a trap.

With the Descending Dragon Subduing Tiger Fist, dealing with a cultivator of the Spirit Martial Realm was all too easy for Huang Tian.

Although Qinchuan knew the reason, he didn’t have the patience to explain so much to the three men. He gave them a disdainful glance and said coldly, "Now that the winner has been decided, shouldn’t the three protectors honor the bet?" He emphasized the word ’protectors’ heavily.

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The Gong brothers, holding the position of protectors within the Burning Heaven Sect, wielded power and influence, often mocking or sneering at other disciples who failed to greet them properly. If it weren’t for the crowd around them, it’s doubtful they would have refrained from attacking Qinchuan.

Still in a state of confusion, they suddenly heard Qinchuan’s words and snapped back to reality, their faces turning beet red.

Although they were not renowned, they were still protectors in the Burning Heaven Sect. Now they were expected to kneel and apologize to a newly initiated disciple?

How could that be possible!

"But wasn’t this kid just making a bet to give himself an out? He just got lucky and won, so why is he being so aggressive?" Gong Hong still believed Qinchuan had made the bet to save his own face, and that his victory was merely a stroke of luck.

Clearing his throat awkwardly and trying to appear calm, he said, "Friend Qin, you see, this was just a farce, no need to take it so seriously."

"Hmph, a farce? If Huang Tian had lost, would you still consider this a farce?"

Qinchuan asked coldly.