Longevity: Starting as a Sect Servant-Chapter 448 - 262: Battle of the Ascension Heavenly Stairway (Long - )
Chen Ning gritted his teeth.
"What he relies on is the cultivation of the Demon Dao, but now that cultivation has completely collapsed. Even with the Cyan Wood Immortal Skill, he has practiced for only fifty years, how much progress can he have made? Long Ly should have no problem defeating him with his Dao Sect Secret Techniques!"
Zhao Nangeng spoke, prompting Long Ly to challenge Li An, a decision made after careful analysis.
Without the Demon Skill, what is Li An worth?
Song Qingsong’s face was dark, silent. He’s not a fool; after the emotional rush subsided, rationality took over, and he vaguely sensed that he might have been used...
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On the arena.
"Li An, I want you dead—"
With a loud roar, Long Ly charged directly at Li An, stepping forward. Instantly, over hundreds of thousands of miles in the sky, countless wood-attribute forces gathered and exploded, as if drained and turned into a tide charging towards Li An.
He started with the strongest move!
Li An’s expression remained calm. Facing Long Ly’s attack, he advanced instead of retreating, charging forward and suddenly casting dozens of talismans from his hand!
All were Rank Five Talismans!
These were high-quality runes Li An had accumulated over the years.
The talismans exploded, their magnificent light tearing open a corner of Long Ly’s spiritual power. Long Ly did not retreat but quickly formed a seal with his fingers, and in the space around Li An, green spiritual power vines began to grow, intending to bind Li An.
"Green Vine Bind!"
He shouted.
But Li An invoked a fire talisman, releasing fire-attribute spiritual power. Like a fire dragon swirling in the sky, burning all the green vines wherever it went. Relying on the Spirit Talismans, Li An turned defense into attack, charging to Long Ly’s front and casting dozens more talismans.
"Relying on external objects, does that count as skill? How many external objects do you have..."
Long Ly sneered, firmly receiving Li An’s talisman attack without retreating. Instantly, the sky was colorful, with ice explosions bringing vast cold, fire talismans devouring Changkong, and golden Divine Soldiers cutting down.
But Long Ly was by no means ordinary; his spiritual power became a city wall, blocking everything!
"Ha, how many more Spirit Talismans do you have..."
Long Ly sneered.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt something amiss!
From amidst the brilliant lights, a cyan spiritual power spear several hundred meters long suddenly burst forth, piercing through his spiritual power wall and directly stabbing at him!
This is the killing technique from the Cyan Wood Immortal Skill—Cyan Wood Immortal Spear!
Long Ly felt a chill in his heart and instinctively wanted to dodge, but it was already too late; his body was directly pierced by the Cyan Wood Immortal Spear—
"Ah—"
Long Ly let out a shrill cry, but he managed to avoid a fatal wound, crashing heavily to the ground.
"No...my Dantian, my Dantian!"
Long Ly cried out miserably on the arena; the green Immortal Spear had directly destroyed his Dantian. As a result, his cultivation would plummet, unable to even maintain Divinity Transformation level.
Li An landed gracefully.
"Long Ly has lost..."
"He was too careless!"
"Li An used talismans as cover, delivering a lethal strike... Such tactics, worthy of someone from the Evil Demon ways, for a dignified True Disciple, he fights so insidiously and ruthlessly!"
Outside the arena, many disciples were shocked.
They all saw that, judging by true strength, it would be difficult for the two to determine a victor in a short time.
However, Li An’s combat experience was too abundant, and his strikes were vicious and cunning, quickly defeating Long Ly!
"Long Ly!"
"So ruthless, too ruthless!"
Zhao Nangeng and Xie Yang’s faces were incredibly sour, but after exchanging a glance, there was some fear in their eyes.
This opponent, Li An... must not be underestimated.
"Senior Brother... please save Long Ly!"
Zhao Nangeng pleaded, for Long Ly and Li An had bet their lives, meaning Long Ly’s life now rested in Li An’s hands—
"He chose a life-and-death duel; how can I help him?"
Song Qingsong shook his head, saying, "At most, I’ll take action later, to avenge him."
Even his eyes showed a hint of reluctance.
But just at that moment, Li An, who had walked up to Long Ly’s side on the arena, suddenly bent down to help Long Ly up!
"I, Li, have limited skills; I dared not hold back, unintentionally causing my junior brother serious injury. I am truly sorry!"
To everyone’s surprise, Li An spoke with full apology, and after speaking, he directly escorted Long Ly off the arena, saying, "My junior brother Long is injured; is there a healer from Huichun Peak present?"
"I’m here, I’m here..."
A cultivator hurriedly stepped out from the crowd, and upon seeing them, Li An realized it was Xue Yan, who had previously treated him for a fifty-year injury. Li An then entrusted Long Ly to her, saying, "Miss Xue Yan, please, you must heal my junior brother. I will cover all the medical expenses—"
Xue Yan hurriedly took Long Ly away.
Li An clasped his hands in salute to the people around him, preparing to leave.
"Li An, stop!"
But Zhao Nangeng shouted loudly.
Li An turned around, saying, "Junior Brother Zhao, do you also want to challenge me?"
Zhao Nangeng’s expression turned slightly awkward, hesitating for a moment before saying, "It’s not me who wants to challenge you; it’s Senior Brother who wants to challenge you!"
Song Qingsong, upon hearing this, was momentarily stunned...
In truth, he was already somewhat hesitant.
After all, Li An did not kill Long Ly and even took the initiative to heal him, earning the surrounding peer’s admiration. If he took action now, it would appear aggressive, and others might think poorly of him...
"Yes, Senior Brother wants to challenge you!"
Chen Ning quickly added.
Song Qingsong calmed himself, and the matter had already progressed to this point with nothing more to say. He looked at Li An, saying, "Junior Brother Li, shall we spar, then?—"
Li An frowned slightly; he anticipated correctly that he hadn’t avoided it after all...
...
And the surrounding crowd shouted.
True Disciples’ duel!
This level... is more advanced!
...
Good night
