Who Let Him Cultivate?!

Chapter 643 - 642 Meng Jingzhou: What sort of thing dares to compare its Yang Qi with me?

At the moment he saw Meng Jingzhou, Sect Leader Yun suddenly widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

He was extremely sensitive to Yang Qi, and he could feel the richness of the Yang Qi emanating from Meng Jingzhou’s body, not at all inferior to the one he had carefully cultivated in Wu Qihang!

What’s going on, could it be that the other party is also a Pure Yang Immortal Body?!

A Long Clan surname, a genius of the ancient Dragon tribe?

The hybrid offspring of the Dragon and Human races were called the Long Clan; in ancient times, they had their own planet, and now the Long Clan lived in the East Sea.

"Junior Brother Long, show some respect!" Lu Yang rebuked Meng Jingzhou with some displeasure, "The Sect Leader and Elder Lianyi have yet to agree, how dare you join the fight!"

Meng Jingzhou frowned and retorted, "If the Yaoyang Sect wants to exchange, should we avoid battle?"

"Lu surnamed, don’t think that just because you are highly regarded by the Heavenly Venerate and Sect Leader, you can do whatever you want, you are not the Sect Leader!"

"Behaving timidly is a disgrace to the Heavenly Court’s reputation!"

Lu Yang looked coldly at Meng Jingzhou, not taking his provocation to heart, "Respecting elders and acting prudently is the way of the Heavenly Court!"

Meng Jingzhou sneered, "If I were prudent in my actions, I couldn’t have become the Saint Heir, don’t forget how I got this title!"

"Sooner or later, I’ll take over your position as the Young Sect Master!"

"Enough, no more arguing."

Sect Leader Yun said, his voice soft but final, "If Little Long wishes to engage with the opponent, then let him engage."

Meng Jingzhou’s eyes lit up with joy, kneeling on the ground and clenching his fists tightly, "Thank you, Sect Leader."

Sect Leader Yun raised an eyebrow; it seemed there wasn’t complete unity within the Heavenly Court Sect.

The two young geniuses faced each other, with the Yaoyang Sect making introductions first, "I am Wu Qihang, the Saint Heir of the Yaoyang Sect!"

Meng Jingzhou raised his hand and waved casually, "Heavenly Court, Long Jingzhou."

"No offense intended!"

Facing the Saint Heir of the Heavenly Court Sect, Wu Qihang did not dare to be careless, especially noticing the Pure Yang Tai Chi Diagram hanging behind the other’s head, which was very eye-catching and obviously not ordinary.

Since his birth, it was the first time he had encountered someone of the same realm whose Yang Qi could rival his own.

Meng Jingzhou revealed a mocking smile, "Offended? Do you really think you can beat me?"

"We’ll see with a test!" Humiliated several times, Wu Qihang also became enraged. He was a genius hidden away by the Yaoyang Sect, confident that in terms of talent and combat strength, he was second to none among the top geniuses of his time!

The two moved almost simultaneously, instantly emitting a thunderous explosion, with flames shooting into the sky and deafening sounds filling the air.

For today’s meeting, both sects concealed the heavens’ secrets in this place, isolating the barbecue restaurant’s headquarters from the outside world, so nothing that happened inside would be known to the outside.

Including the duel between the two geniuses.

"Heavenly Days Beget the Residual Night!"

Behind Wu Qihang, a miracle appeared, with the dark waves of the sea supporting a slowly rising sun, symbolizing hope and light, and the entire hall’s temperature soared instantly, leaving scorch marks on the floor and furniture!

Sect Leader Yun watched his good disciple’s silhouette with satisfaction. It seemed he hadn’t forgotten his teachings; when facing a powerful enemy, any tentative attack could put oneself at a disadvantage, so it was better to use full strength to suppress the opponent right from the start!

"This is the phenomenon possessed by the Pure Yang Immortal Body after breaking core to reach Nascent, capable of preliminarily increasing the surrounding temperature; it is the most basic realm," explained Jiang Lianyi, with a slightly regretful tone.

"In Ancient Times, there was a Pure Yang Immortal Body whose combat strength was against the heavens, possessing such vigorous life force that even severed limbs could regenerate.

The Golden Crow tribe, the contemporary representatives of the sun, were extremely envious; the Golden Crow genius fought the person numerous times and was defeated each time, their Dao heart shattered, leading them to withdraw from the battle for immortality voluntarily,"

"Later, the two fell in love and promised each other a lifetime under the witness of the sun."

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"...Wait a minute, fell in love?" Lu Yang interrupted Jiang Lianyi’s narrative, suspecting he had heard wrong.

"The genius from the Golden Crow Clan is a fair maiden with bright eyes and red hair, quite pretty to look at. What’s wrong with liking someone from the Pure Yang Immortal Body?"

"No problem, please continue."

"Later, the Pure Yang Immortal Body recognized his ancestors and returned to his clan, only to find out that he was also from the Golden Crow Clan, to be exact, half from the Golden Crow Clan. His mother was from the Golden Crow Clan, and his father was from the human race."

"His mother had fled her marriage from the Golden Crow Clan and fell in love with his father. After she gave birth to him, she was captured and taken back to the Golden Crow Clan. His father desperately tried to stop them, but it was in vain."

"He also discovered that the Golden Crow Clan’s genius was his own younger sister, born to his mother after she was taken back, with the man she was supposed to marry."

"And then?"

"In the end, his mother became the Clan Leader of the Golden Crow Clan and had two husbands."

"..."

Lu Yang felt a headache coming on; such a complicated relationship. Better to just watch Old Meng fight.

Meng Jingzhou was like a war god on the battlefield, his Pure Yang Tai Chi Diagram shining like another sun, its brilliance surpassing even the phenomena of the Pure Yang Immortal Body, at times showing a tendency to suppress the latter.

As a Body Cultivator, one adept in physical cultivation, the two collided with their bodies. Wu Qihang suffered a major disadvantage upon contact, as the opponent’s Yang Qi was so vigorous it could form a Golden Body, incredibly sturdy and indestructible.

"Impossible!"

Wu Qihang yelled in disbelief. Even if the other was also a Pure Yang Immortal Body, at most, it should be a draw, not such an overwhelming disparity!

Sect Leader Yun was also puzzled, speculating about Meng Jingzhou’s body constitution. With everyone from the Heavenly Court Sect present, he didn’t dare to examine him rashly.

"There are only a few body constitutions in this world with robust innate Yang Qi; the Single Body Spiritual Root, the Child Golden Body, the Pure Yang Immortal Body..."

"It feels like the Single Body Spiritual Root, but the Single Body Spiritual Root is slightly weaker than the Pure Yang Immortal Body. It shouldn’t be showing such strength?"

Sect Leader Yun was at a loss for a while, feeling that the Heavenly Court Sect was unfathomably deep, and this Saint Heir Meng Jingzhou might possess some kind of ancient body constitution.

Meng Jingzhou smiled coldly, without offering much explanation, like a great master of the Martial Dao, every move demonstrating his understanding of martial arts and his control over power.

Wu Qihang, refusing to accept this, had fists glowing red, skin burning hot, like two little suns, his body fluids evaporating, forming steam that sizzled with white vapor, cloaking him like a monster born in the sun.

"Sun Fist!"

Meng Jingzhou laughed heartily, never afraid of anyone in a fistfight, not even Lu Yang if he showed up.

As the two exchanged punches, sawdust flew from the floorboards, sparking in the air, flurrying and scattering, turning to ashes.

"This is the Pure Yang Tai Chi Fist!"

Lu Yang, as if facing a great enemy, clenched his teeth: "He really managed to figure it out!"

"Tai Chi aims for softness to overcome hardness, but his Pure Yang Tai Chi Fist aims for hardness to overcome hardness, using absolute strength to defeat the opponent. Even I would have to exert myself to beat him!"

Wu Qihang was blasted away by Meng Jingzhou, hitting the wall and coughing up blood unceasingly.

Not willing to give in, he stared at the figure standing amid the dust: "You, what is your body constitution!"

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Meng Jingzhou sneered, full of disdain.

"You’re just someone who relies on body constitution! All of my cultivation is the result of hard work and practice, what has it got to do with my body constitution!"

"The hardships I’ve endured for the sake of power, are nothing you could possibly imagine!"

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