Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises-Chapter 484 - 186: Blade Intent (3)

Heng Qiming saw that the saber intent attack was ineffective, and his stern face grew more serious.

He knew very well how terrifying his saber intent was, as the master of the saber intent in the sky above the Celestial Blade Peak practiced the Haoyang Celestial Blade.

If Heng Qiming could cultivate the Haoyang Celestial Blade to its peak, he would also be able to unleash that terrifying saber intent as grand as heavenly might.

But such a terrifying strike, unexpectedly, had no effect on him.

Swish, swish, swish—

Cling, cling—

Clang, clang, clang—

Though surprised, Heng Qiming did not hesitate in his movements.

Qi Blood surged as the long saber turned into a phantom, countless saber lights slashing towards Lin Zheyu.

His saber was not only as fast as lightning but also incredibly fierce and tyrannical, far beyond what Luo Dinglong could compare to.

Their divine eagles clashed and engaged on the arena, tungsten gloves and saber edge continually colliding, emitting deafening roars.

In the intense collision, Lin Zheyu’s heart was as calm as still water, yet his face was awe-inspiringly valiant, imposing, and fiercely domineering.

He glared, the tyrannical true intent pushed to the limit, a terrifying aura rising and enveloping his entire body.

Lin Zheyu abandoned the idea of winning by using lightweight skill.

It’s rare to encounter such a formidable opponent like Heng Qiming, which piqued his interest.

Terror-inducing fists were launched, the powerful Qi Blood force surging within his body.

Facing Heng Qiming’s extremely fast yet fiercely tyrannical saber skill, Lin Zheyu’s fists directly struck in an even more overpowering manner.

A terrifying aura emanated from both of them, causing the surrounding guests to widen their eyes, afraid to miss any exciting scene.

"So strong!"

Deng An watched in excitement, as if he himself was fighting Heng Qiming.

Sitting beside him, Deng Rou was also deeply absorbed, not realizing that the young man who looked refined with a hint of carefree elegance could unleash such overpowering and formidable strength.

"Oh no, I forgot to tell Junior Uncle not to fight that guy head-on."

"Heng Qiming’s saber skill is fiercely tyrannical, with overwhelmingly powerful intent. Engaging head-on with Junior Uncle’s capabilities can easily put him at a disadvantage."

"He should integrate his lightweight skill to skillfully maneuver around, exhaust the opponent’s stamina, and then strike when he’s weak."

Huang Youwei was worried for Lin Zheyu seeing his domineering approach.

He knew that Lin Zheyu was most adept at lightweight skill. When it came to attack methods, there was a considerable gap compared to experts like Heng Qiming from the Hidden Dragon List.

"Is he Zhao Hao?"

Beside Luo Manghan, Luo Dinglong said plainly, eyes fixed on the arena.

"Yes."

"Unexpectedly, in just a few months, he’s grown to this level, truly extraordinary. No wonder the Infinite Sect accepted him directly as a true disciple."

Luo Manghan was amazed at Lin Zheyu brandishing his fists, dominating the scene, unstoppable like a terrifying Furious Vajra.

When he previously fought Lin Zheyu, Lin Zheyu displayed considerable strength, but his true prowess lay in his divine-level lightweight skill.

Little did they expect his fist skill to have advanced to such a terrifying degree in just a few months.

"After advancing to Transforming Force, do you still have confidence to defeat him?"

Luo Manghan glanced sideways at Luo Dinglong.

"..."

"No."

Luo Dinglong remained silent for a long time before reluctantly uttering those words.

Now, even without using lightweight skill, Lin Zheyu could fight on par with an expert like Heng Qiming from the Hidden Dragon List.

Cling, cling—

Clang, clang, clang—

The intense clashing of metal continued to echo in the Grand View Tower, the battle between the two growing fiercer.

Lin Zheyu fought more and more freely.

After months without combat, this exhilarating battle allowed his long-suppressed tyrannical true intent to fully erupt.

Boom~~

The vast Qi Blood surged within his body, pushing to the extreme, with a faint golden aura threatening to diffuse from his body but was controlled and retracted by Lin Zheyu.

The Nine Transformations of Qi and Blood is called the Qi Blood Dragon Realm because upon reaching the ninth transformation, the Qi Blood within becomes so powerful it uncontrollably diffuses, forming a blood-colored dragon.

Lin Zheyu’s Qi Blood was even more powerful than that of the Nine Transformations, and without deliberate control, once fully unleashed, the vast Qi Blood would naturally diffuse and envelop his surroundings.

However, Lin Zheyu had not exerted his full strength. If he were to use the more powerful golden Qi Blood, Heng Qiming would quickly be defeated.

That would be very dull.

Clang, clang~~~

His fists continuously struck the saber edge, and Heng Qiming’s expression grew increasingly serious.

His hands gripping the saber handle trembled slightly, and with each intense collision, the enormous force transmitted through the blade left his arms numb.

"What terrifying strength!"

"Such powerful stamina!"

Seeing Lin Zheyu unfazed and looking like an invincible War God, Heng Qiming was incredibly serious.

The intense battle consumed Essence, Qi, and Spirit to an extreme extent. After such a long fight, his Qi Blood was heavily depleted, and his stamina was waning.

Thud~

Another mighty punch landed on the saber, and Heng Qiming, unable to hold on, was jolted back two steps.

The whistling wind followed as he quickly stabilized his stance, swinging his saber to block, but Lin Zheyu was already beside him.

A terrifying punch struck at his neck and throat, and Heng Qiming felt a suffocating sense of death.

Thankfully, the fist halted abruptly before reaching him.

"You lost."

A faint voice sounded by his ear, and Heng Qiming subtly let out a breath of relief. As the recent battle replayed in his mind, he felt somewhat disoriented.