Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises-Chapter 418 - 168: Gale

But this guy’s strength is extremely terrifying.

"Just watch and see."

"Yue Qinghong is strong, but his combat awareness is not as good as Luo Manghan’s just now."

"He encounters Zhao Hao, who has cultivated lightweight skills to an extraordinary level, making it difficult for him to fully utilize his strength." The elder named Yang smiled and said.

He swayed leisurely on the deck chair and took a sip of wine.

Seeing a familiar figure walking up not far away, he turned with a smile: "Bai Zhong, you’ve finally arrived."

"Greetings, Mr. Yang."

Huang Baizhong saluted the elder named Yang.

"What do you think of that lad? A fine martial arts seedling."

Mr. Yang pointed at Zhao Hao and said with a smile.

"This tyrannical aura is quite solid; it seems that he has condensed the Tyrant True Intent Seed."

"A fine martial arts seedling."

Huang Baizhong looked at Zhao Hao and nodded.

Those who can comprehend the Tyrant True Intent Seed have quite good martial arts disposition. This kind of disposition will lead them farther in the martial arts compared to those who comprehend other intents.

But still, that’s all there is to it.

As one of the top sects in the Guanghua Domain, the Infinite Sect has no shortage of disciples with outstanding talent and aptitude coming to learn martial arts.

Huang Baizhong has seen all kinds of genius martial artists.

Among so many genius martial artists, only a few can truly grow.

Comprehending the Tyrant True Intent Seed merely makes him look at them with a touch more respect.

"Heh, let’s keep watching."

"How long do you think that lad from the Yue Family can last?" Mr. Yang asked with a smile.

"Do you really think so highly of him, elder?"

"Then I must watch carefully."

Upon hearing Mr. Yang’s question, Huang Baizhong couldn’t help but be surprised, and he looked curiously towards the direction of the arena.

For Mr. Yang to place such importance on someone indicates that they have something extraordinary.

Bang!

Yue Qinghong leaped onto the arena, landing with a muffled sound.

The wide Beheading Blade in his hand drew Lin Zheyu’s gaze.

"What a cool big blade."

Lin Zheyu praised.

"Yue Qinghong, here to learn your skills."

Yue Qinghong said lightly.

"Zhao Hao."

Lin Zheyu responded succinctly.

The two of them gave each other a fist salute.

With the referee’s command, Yue Qinghong immediately raised his large blade and charged at Lin Zheyu.

The gigantic Beheading Great Blade in his hand seemed weightless.

With a gentle sweep, the blade stirred up a terrifying gale, causing Lin Zheyu’s clothes to flutter loudly.

His control over the wind was extremely strong; Lin Zheyu could feel the force of the broad blade sweeping through the wind, acting upon him.

"Comprehended the Gale True Intent, huh..."

"But without cultivating out True Force, it’s not quite enough."

Lin Zheyu replied indifferently.

His figure swayed and instantly disappeared from his original position.

"You’re speaking too soon!"

"Even without condensing True Force, with strong perception of the wind, the gale I stir up is like my sensory tendrils."

"No matter how fast you are, I can sense your location through the wind tendrils."

Yue Qinghong’s voice came from within the gale.

The entire arena was filled with gusty winds stirred by his Beheading Blade, yet his voice transmitted clearly.

"Is that so, then let me give it a try."

Lin Zheyu’s figure darted around Yue Qinghong, like a ghostly shadow, the fierce wind blowing his clothes loudly, but not affecting his speed at all.

Crackle.

Crackle-crackle.

Due to his rapid movement, his clothes whipped against the whirlwind, making a crackling sound.

With Lin Zheyu’s swift movement, the crackling echoed across the arena.

Whoosh—

Suddenly, the Beheading Blade slashed from the whirlwind, fiercely striking at Lin Zheyu’s back.

Lin Zheyu abruptly shifted right, dodging the blade’s attack.

Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh—

The blade kept slashing, just as Yue Qinghong said, using his strong perception of the wind, the gale stirred by the Beheading Blade was like his wind tendrils.

With this ability, he could quickly capture Lin Zheyu’s whereabouts.

Unfortunately, his speed was still too slow.

Lin Zheyu’s lips curved slightly, saying indifferently: "If that’s all you’ve got, then you should step down!"

As his words fell, his speed increased again.

Using the Purple Thunder Dominating Fist Breathing Skill, the thunderous sound accompanied the howl of the whirlwind, and the crackling sound of clothes hitting the wind blared out.

"Try and see if you can get within two meters of me."

Yue Qinghong said calmly.

He was very confident in his strength, and with the enhancement of Gale True Intent, his perception within two meters was terrifyingly strong.

If the opponent dared to approach, the Beheading Great Blade in his hand would slash down directly.

Dong~~~

Lin Zheyu did not answer; his response to Yue Qinghong was a tremendously fierce punch.

With a tungsten glove-clad fist, he pounded towards the blade of the Beheading Great Blade, causing it to tremble with a terrifying dong sound.

Feeling the terrifying power from the blade, Yue Qinghong’s face changed drastically.

He exerted all his strength, gripping the handle of the Beheading Great Blade tightly, fully controlling the blade.

A foot of length means a foot of might; a foot of shortness means a foot of peril.

His Beheading Great Blade was just the same.

Strong indeed, but for Lin Zheyu, the blade was too wide, making the attack target overly obvious.

Yue Qinghong’s perception enhanced by Gale True Intent was indeed terrifying; as soon as he approached, the Beheading Great Blade would slash down with a whoosh.

Since he couldn’t approach, attacking the blade was equally effective.

"No good!"

Fully stabilizing the Beheading Great Blade, Yue Qinghong’s heart tightened.

In his perception, Lin Zheyu quickly approached with a shocking speed.

Yue Qinghong wanted to swing the blade, but it was already too late.

He had just stabilized the trembling blade, wasting nearly a second.

For Lin Zheyu, a martial artist adept in lightweight skills, a second could decide victory or defeat.

Rumble——

Crackle!

The thunderous sound approached, a fist pierced through the gale stirred by the Beheading Blade, with sleeves crackling.

Whoosh!

The fist halted abruptly, a millimeter away from Yue Qinghong’s neck and throat.

"You lost."

A calm voice reached Yue Qinghong’s ears, stopping his blade-wielding arm instantly.

The swirling gale around them ceased.

Cold sweat trickled down Yue Qinghong’s forehead.

In that instant, he felt death incredibly close.

If that punch had landed, even if it didn’t kill, he would be severely injured.

"Thank you for showing mercy."

Yue Qinghong stepped back and said, cupping his fist.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his mindset, and said seriously: "I’ll be back; we’ll meet in two days."

"Alright."

Lin Zheyu nodded.

After Yue Qinghong jumped off the arena, Lin Zheyu swept his gaze over the audience below.

Though he didn’t speak, the terrifying momentum made them dare not meet Lin Zheyu’s gaze.

"Impressive lightweight skill!"

"Such powerful strength, able to nearly cause Yue Qinghong to lose grip on his blade with one punch."

Huang Baizhong marveled, his eyes showing a trace of admiration.

No wonder he earned Mr. Yang’s recognition.

Even within the Infinite Sect, only the top dozen genius disciples could match such strong abilities.

"Impressive, right?"

"The young guy is likely trying to borrow other people’s momentum to nurture the Tyrant True Intent Seed and speed up the condensation of Tyrannical True Intent."

"If he keeps winning, earning the title of a hundred unbeaten matches, he might directly condense out the Tyrant True Intent." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Mr. Yang said with a smile.

His sharp insight allowed him to see Lin Zheyu’s intention, sensing the audience’s emotions and gazes, his momentum continuously rising.

As he said, Lin Zheyu indeed harbored this thought.

But he merely felt that every victory planted a seed of invincibility in the audience’s hearts, generating emotions of awe and admiration towards him.

His Tyrant True Intent Seed would also boil and strengthen along with it!