One person above Qing Huang Ting

Chapter 845 Passing the test
Before the chosen one could react, 'Manjushri Bodhisattva', wielding the Vajra Sword, flashed several times and was already within the chosen one's attack range.

The chosen one immediately reacted, sweeping the mallet forward to block the attack of 'Manjushri Bodhisattva', and attempting to test the strength of 'Manjushri Bodhisattva'.

Manjushri Bodhisattva arrived first, even though he was the last to strike, as if he knew in advance where the chosen one would attack.

The sword tip moved forward, blocking the trajectory of the man's staff.

Before he could even unleash his full attack, he was stopped. Tianming felt a tightness in his chest.

The man of destiny refused to believe in evil and launched a swift attack, unleashing a barrage of blows in an instant, his staff raining down like a storm of pear blossoms.

However, every move and every stance was precisely blocked by 'Manjushri Bodhisattva'.

I strike the side of the staff with the tip of my sword, using my strongest point to stab the enemy's side.

When Heaven's Mandate attacks from the left, Manjushri Bodhisattva blocks from the left; when Heaven's Mandate attacks from the right, Manjushri Bodhisattva blocks from the right.

A feint will strike the vital point of the chest, while a sneak attack will be countered midway.

It can be said that Manjushri Bodhisattva's swordsmanship is far superior to that of the Chosen One's staff technique, which is why he was able to break through the Chosen One's attack so easily.

"Can he see the future? How come he can block every single one of my moves?"

The Mandate of Heaven has never encountered such an enemy.

I thought Samantabhadra Bodhisattva was the more powerful one, but I didn't expect Manjushri Bodhisattva to be even more powerful than Samantabhadra!
He knew he was no match for him in close combat, so he quickly retreated, summoning a clone to cover him while dodging the flying swords and building up his staff's momentum.

Since one's skills are inferior to the opponent's, one must see if one can overcome skill with brute force.

The avatars of the chosen one swarmed forward, surrounding the place where 'Manjushri Bodhisattva' was located.

Manjushri Bodhisattva exhaled a breath of turbid air, which transformed into a sword and dispersed into a hundred gusts of wind.

Like a dragon or an arrow, like Hou Yi shooting down the sun, each sword strike precisely hit the vital points of each clone.

One step, one sword; one sword, one life; every sword strike is merciless.

Not a single ounce of energy was wasted, nor was any energy squandered.

Even while wielding his sword, he still had the energy to keep an eye on the chosen one in the distance. With his free left hand, he pinched a bead of energy and flicked it out with a finger flick.

Since comprehending the Ten Powers of the Tathagata, Prince Zhang has learned many supernatural powers from Mount Ling, which are now readily available to him.

The light of the ten directions of the great sun shone straight out, piercing through the clones and various obstacles, and heading straight for the heart of the chosen one.

With the Yin-Yang Fish state unusable, the Chosen One can only give up accumulating staff power, waste it by swinging the staff, and scatter the light of the Great Sun in all directions.

Seeing all this, Pigsy was filled with disbelief. He only knew of one kind of power that could control the movement of everything:
"[Tathagata Ten Powers]!"

"You have actually mastered the Ten Powers of the Tathagata. It seems that Mount Ling has indeed fallen into a disadvantageous position. The Buddha has even imparted such great supernatural powers to you."

Although the premise was wrong, Pigsy still managed to guess the situation at Mount Ling after much trial and error.

Heavenly Mandate hurriedly sent a telepathic message to Pigsy, asking what the "Ten Powers of the Tathagata" were.

Pigsy told the chosen one everything he knew, and he protected himself in the [ ] sword formation.
'A piercing vision of the past, present, and future.' The chosen one was terrified. 'No wonder he always managed to intercept my attacks.'

Upon learning of Manjushri's methods, the Chosen One was deeply troubled, his teeth clenched in frustration.

'This is troublesome. We have to deal with Samantabhadra's sword formation on one hand, and then we have to fight Manjushri personally on the other.'

Even the most resilient chosen ones are somewhat bewildered at this moment, wondering how to break the deadlock.
This isn't a game where a wandering soul can be resurrected and reborn after going to the local temple and summoning the soul banner.

Real-world local temples don't possess such great supernatural powers.

Perhaps sensing the wavering of the chosen one, Manjushri Bodhisattva spoke at this moment:
“You are born of destiny, blessed with innate wisdom and extraordinary courage. Why do you resist us so much? Join Mount Ling and receive the Buddha’s teachings. You will then be able to see a higher level of reality.”

"Isn't that good?"

"..." the chosen one said, "Have you seen Huangsha Ridge?" 'Manjushri Bodhisattva's' face instantly turned ashen, and he unconsciously gripped the Vajra Sword tightly.

The man of destiny said to himself, "They were once mortals, citizens of the Kingdom of Shalli, who worshipped Buddha day and night, but in the end they were reduced to rats."

"You're looking too high up; you can't see what's below. You insisted on dragging me up there too, so I couldn't see."

Like the wooden or stone bodhisattvas in temples, Manjushri Bodhisattva stood motionless for a long time before snapping out of his daze at Samantabhadra's call, muttering to himself:

"Is this the philosophy of Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong? How laughable, I can't even see things as clearly as an outsider."

"Having escaped for a long time, I have never returned."

Manjushri Bodhisattva watched the chosen one in the distance, moving left and right with ghostly steps:

"I think he's already passed the test by being able to say something like that."

A gentle breeze passed by, and 'Manjushri Bodhisattva' nodded unconsciously:
"I understand, the play must be finished."

As a sign of my appreciation for you, my chosen one, I will give you an ending as soon as possible.

Manjushri Bodhisattva brandished his Vajra Sword and instantly blocked the path of the chosen one, using the sword to jam the chosen one's mallet.

Forced by fate, the chosen one had no choice but to unleash his inner energy and withstand the Samadhi True Fire - God-Slaying Small Sword.

Ding ding bang bang,

Several Samadhi True Fire Killing God Small Swords pierced the tattered golden armor, burning it red-hot, threatening to pierce through it.

But the Samadhi True Fire - God-Slaying Small Sword suddenly stopped attacking and hovered in mid-air.

All that could be heard outside the formation was a series of loud thumping sounds!
Three drumbeats!

A streak of fire shot into the sky like lightning, heading straight for 'Samantabhadra Bodhisattva', like an arrow shot by Hou Yi chasing the sun.

At first, 'Samantabhadra Bodhisattva' did not notice, but the ribbon (the Hun Tian Ling) on ​​his back automatically protected him, preventing the towering flames from reaching the sky.

The ribbons were dyed crimson by the firelight, but they also bound the tip of the fire-tipped spear, which was spearheaded by the firelight.

'Samantabhadra Bodhisattva' turned his head and saw the attacker's true face clearly, and said in surprise, 'Samadhi True Fire, Red Boy! You're not dead!'

Red Boy faked his death in an attempt to trick the Bull Demon King into giving him the "Body of Sorrow," but the arrival of Manjushri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva disrupted his plans.

But it also gave Red Boy a chance to take revenge.

While Samantabhadra Bodhisattva and Manjushri Bodhisattva were focused on fighting the chosen one, he seized the opportunity to launch a sneak attack on Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva glanced arrogantly at Red Boy: "Too weak!"

Then, he raised his hand and twisted his waist, gathering all the power from the great dragon of his spine and sending it into his hand, slapping out the Samadhi True Fire, which landed on Red Boy's face in disbelief.

boom!
Red Boy was sent flying, crashing into a deep crater, and fell unconscious.

Red Boy rose, Red Boy fell.

Without the Five Elements Chariot and Sun Wukong's Six Roots, Red Boy was no match for Nezha.

Red Boy's cultivation level is much lower than Nezha's, but even Nezha couldn't guarantee he would survive the battle in Heaven, let alone Red Boy. That's why the Bull Demon King and Princess Iron Fan are so worried about Red Boy.

After the brief interlude, before the Chosen One could break free from the entanglement of 'Manjushri Bodhisattva', the Samadhi True Fire - Killing God Small Sword spun again, its crimson flowing light drill head piercing towards the Chosen One's chest.

This time, the overburdened golden armor shattered, and the crimson, shimmering drill pierced through the chosen one's chest.

The man destined for heaven collapsed to the ground, only to see a pair of familiar feet:
"Do you wish to submit to Mount Ling?"

The man of destiny said, "It's yours to do with it!"

In a daze, the chosen one seemed to hear the words "You passed the test".