The Primordial Law

Chapter 689 One Against a Group

"Wow!"

Numerous array patterns appeared on the walls, floors, roofs, stairs, and other parts of the study building.

The thirty-three schools in Zongsheng Xuehai are all of the billion-generation or nearly billion-generation.

All thirty-three academic leaders are true inheritors of the Yi Clan.

Those who dare to climb to the third floor are all powerful cultivators in the Longevity Realm who are extremely confident in their own strength.

One of them clenched his fist, and a small spatial vortex appeared around his five fingers. Another person stood with his back against the wall, his nine-colored pupils looking at Li Weiyi's back through the window lattice. The head student standing at the top of the stairs stood calmly, and the world around him became ethereal.

……

A group of heroes gathered, all eager to assess the strength of the Southern Dragon.

Most of them stopped in the corridor.

The six people who dared to enter the small hall where Li Weiyi was were all top students, at least in the middle stage of the fourth realm, with top transcendent teachers behind them, and half of them were young emperors in the Dao Seed realm.

The six men were renowned throughout the land for their mastery of the Daoist teachings. If they were to surround and trap a disciple of the emperor in an open area, they could easily kill him if they joined forces.

now.

Of all the cultivators from the Hundred Schools of the Confucian Academy, only a small number gathered at the study hall, yet they had already surrounded it in layers upon layers.

More than twenty Holy Spirit Masters stood below the temple, each with a radiant light emanating from between their brows, their runes and arrays enveloping the heavens and earth, imprisoning all directions.

"Li Weiyi, you are too arrogant! What grudge do you have against Meng Hualong and Fu Wenyan? Just because you want to seize the Longevity Flower, you are so ruthless as to kill them?"

Ye Tianchen responded in this way, deliberately omitting the attack on Night Demon City, in order to instill a sense of shared hatred and indignation among the experts of Zong Sheng Academy.

He had fought with Li Weiyi before and knew how powerful the boy was, so his magical energy circulated continuously around him.

The defensive scriptures on his Confucian robes all lit up, twinkling like stars, showing that he would never underestimate his enemy despite having a numerical advantage.

Uncle Fang possessed the cultivation of the peak of the third realm, the golden pure immortal body of the first level of the seven-level pagoda. Standing downstairs, he shouted, "He and Mo Duanfeng are clearly here to cause trouble and disrupt the gathering of the Hundred Schools. They are blatantly showing contempt for all cultivators of the Zong Sheng Academy. They must pay a terrible price, have their hands and feet broken, be stripped naked, have their hair shaved, and be thrown out of Meng Qingyuan. Otherwise, the disciples of the Hundred Schools of the Academy will be ridiculed by the world."

The cultivators in Mengqing Garden cheered in unison, drowning out the roar of battle coming from Mirror Lake.

The crowd below the study parted to make way for Qingxiang.

Holding the swastika-shaped artifact "Pot of Heaven and Sea of ​​Ink," Qingxiang stood in front of more than twenty Holy Spirit Mind Masters, looked up at the window on the third floor, and smiled slightly: "It is not the way to treat guests to fight with weapons. Put away your offensive magical artifacts and spar with Nanlong with your fists, feet, and Taoist arts."

“Miss Qing, isn’t it inappropriate for us to tie our own hands and feet?” Uncle Fang said.

Qingxiang smiled and said, "We'll use it when Nanlong uses the magic weapon."

Li Weiyi secretly admired her; this woman was indeed exceptionally intelligent.

Once magical artifacts and weapons are used, much of the killing becomes uncontrollable. Whether Zong Shengxuehai kills him or he slaughters a large number of Zong Shengxuehai's cultivators, it's a situation Qingxiang doesn't want to see.

Li Weiyi also hoped for this. Although he had the Wanzi artifact, the others in Zongsheng Academy might not have it either, and they could work together to unleash even greater power from the Wanzi artifact.

Furthermore, with Cheng Dun present at Meng Qingyuan, he would never be allowed to go on a killing spree with his sword.

"Since Miss Qingxiang has such kind intentions, I, Li, would naturally not mind playing the role of a scholar and temporarily concealing my weapons."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Weiyi abruptly turned around and sat down.

"Wow!"

The celestial radiance and the longevity scriptures surged from the ancestral field, enveloping the entire body and condensing into the divine shadow of "Dao Xing Bian" to protect the body.

The attention, spirit, and perception of the six people behind them were all at their peak. The six streams of magical energy intertwined, and none of them dared to be careless when they were close to a powerhouse of Li Weiyi's caliber.

When Li Wei moved, all six of them moved at once.

As six streams of magical energy surged forth, six different Taoist techniques were unleashed.

The three men, like three streaks of light, spread out in three directions, grabbing Li Weiyi's arms, legs, and neck respectively, determined to make him unable to defend himself.

The two strongest fighters clenched their fists, which ignited and transformed into two bright shooting stars, hurtling straight towards Li Weiyi's chest. Their fists shifted in direction according to the changes in Li Weiyi's surrounding energy, giving him no chance to dodge.

The last person used a shrinking technique, transforming into a three-inch-tall humanoid beam of light, leaping across walls and rooftops, and then falling like a divine sword.

The six were determined to severely injure Li Weiyi to the point of incapacitation in the first round.

The three fourth-realm masters, wielding grappling techniques with fingers as sharp as swords, combined their strength to pierce through the Daoist Transformation Divine Shadow. However, they were horrified to discover that this divine shadow on Li Weiyi not only protected her body but also possessed an energy field that seemed to distort space itself.

Mingming's ten fingers pierced through, seemingly about to grab Li Weiyi's arms, legs, and neck, but all of them missed.

"Boom!"

Li Weiyi unleashed both palms simultaneously, his unstoppable force sending the two peak fourth-realm students flying backward as they charged at him.

One flew out of the door, and the other crashed into the wall.

With a "whoosh," a three-inch-tall humanoid sword light descended from the sky, narrowly missing Li Weiyi's back before crashing to the ground.

The moment it landed, the humanoid sword light shot up.

The blow was aimed at Li's only blind spot, his right calf.

Li Weiyi used the Qingxu Chachan Step to move swiftly, weaving through the air like a wisp of smoke, giving him no chance to get close and attack.

While the six top scholars of Zongsheng Academy were indeed powerful, the hall was cramped, and the six of them were crammed together. Their magical energy, longevity scriptures, and Taoist techniques collided and canceled each other out, making it impossible for them to fully utilize their abilities.

Li Weiyi's Daoist cultivation has been enhanced, making him extremely suitable for close combat.

Li Weiyi did not rush to the outer corridor, which was filled with powerful individuals at the level of immortals.

Instead, they left and returned to the hall.

With a single palm strike, a heaven-shaking palm print was unleashed, the force of which enveloped the three masters who had previously used grappling techniques.

"Well done!"

The three masters stood in a triangular formation, each displaying their signature skills: the "Saint's Palm Seal," the "Dragon Soul Battle Technique," and the "Five Seas Hundred Swords Divine Light."

"boom!"

The entire building shook violently, and the halls and rooms were filled with a boiling energy.

The three of them worked together to shatter the light and shadow of the overturning palm print.

However, the head student standing at the forefront, who was wielding the Saint's Palm Seal, clashed head-on with Li Weiyi's palm. Instantly, an overwhelming force pressed down, and the bones in his arm cracked.

"puff!"

The head student, who had reached the fourth realm of cultivation, spat out blood and fell out of the window, crashing into the array of lights and runes outside.

The Holy Spirit Masters below looked on with alarm, fearing accidental injury, and immediately dispersed the array light and runes to create an opening. The fourth-realm scholar fell to the ground, his arm throbbing with pain, and immediately retreated into the crowd to heal.

Inside the upper hall.

The figure, now only three inches tall, seized the perfect opportunity presented by Li Weiyi's powerful palm strike aimed at the three men, leaving his back wide open. With a finger as sharp as a sword, it pierced towards Li Weiyi's central spring in the back.

It cannot be avoided.

Sensing the dangerous force approaching from behind, Li Weiyi's magical robes, including his governor's robes, and defensive scriptures all surfaced, allowing him to withstand the attack.

"Oh!"

The two who had just used the "Dragon Soul Battle Technique" and the "Five Seas Hundred Swords Divine Light" rushed forward like lightning, attacking head-on, but were blocked by Li Weiyi's arms.

Behind them, the two strongest fighters, who had been sent flying, returned like swallows flying back to their nest, each unleashing a palm strike that landed on Li Weiyi.

His cultivation transformed into a divine shadow, bursting open like a bubble.

He withstood five blows in a row.

"Chichi!"

Countless bolts of lightning surged forth from Li Weiyi's netherworld, growing ever brighter.

The entire room was filled with lightning.

The five fourth-realm scholars immediately showed expressions of pain, struggling to endure the pain.

Li Weiyi shifted his stance, his body spinning. The lightning bolts transformed into streaks of sword light, swirling and slashing at the five people, sending them all flying.

After someone is thrown out, they can land quickly and regain their footing.

Some people crashed directly into the wall and fell sideways to the ground.

They gave Li Weiyi no time to breathe.

Three senior scholars rushed to fill the gaps in the corridor, unleashing their long-prepared Daoist techniques. Several others condensed chains of magical energy, which extended along the corridor and flew into the hall.

Li Weiyi released his magical energy, which swept up Ye Tianchen and another student leader who were lying on the ground below the wall.

First, throw one of them out.

Then, Li Weiyi grabbed Ye Tianchen's wrist, rushed out of the window, and jumped down.

I just jumped.

"Oh!"

The windows on the third floor were shattered by the Taoist magic unleashed by the three masters, and even the defensive formations couldn't withstand it.

Even a slight delay will result in severe damage.

Qingxiang, anticipating that Li Weiyi would jump out of the window, handed the Pot of Heaven Ink Sea in her hand to a Holy Spirit Mind Master of the Fourth Realm standing beside her.

Without giving Li Weiyi a chance to land and catch her breath, she used her movement technique, stepping on clouds and mist to avoid the senior student who had fallen first, and struck out with her palm in mid-air.

As the second most skilled student in Zongsheng Xuehai after Meng Quyi, Qingxiang was far more powerful than the other academic leaders.

Li Weiyi's left hand fingers gripped Ye Tianchen's wrist pulse point tightly, causing Ye Tianchen excruciating pain with the slightest movement. He raised his right arm, his palm forming a cloud-like shape, and struck Qingxiang with a massive swastika symbol.

"Boom!"

Qingxiang took Li Weiyi's palm strike head-on, her body pressed back to the ground by the swastika mark, the earth beneath her feet cracked.

Li Weiyi, having landed on the ground, wanted to press her advantage.

"Giggle!"

But then, Ye Tianchen twisted his own arm off, not wanting to be controlled by Li Weiyi in front of everyone.

Despite the pain, he crouched down and punched Li Weiyi in the abdomen.

This is what Pu Yanshou meant when he said that in Mengqingyuan, everyone in Zongsheng Academy was prepared to pay any price for the sake of face. Elsewhere, they might not have had such decisiveness and willpower.

Ye Tianchen's wrist was still held tightly by Li Weiyi, who squeezed his pulse point.

However, his tendons and veins were completely severed, and the bones in his arm were twisted into a pretzel and broken into several pieces, all in an attempt to catch Li Weiyi off guard and severely injure him.

Li Weiyi's body was flashing with defensive runes, his ancestral field trembled, and he took two steps back, dissipating most of the force in Li Weiyi's fist.

"Well done! Nanlong has unparalleled cultivation, and the men of our sect's Holy Learning Sea also have the courage to fight to the death."

Qingxiang pressed forward and attacked.

The two fourth-realm masters who had fallen earlier finished their meditation and healing, and then attacked from the left and right.

All the Holy Spirit Masters retreated quickly, expanding the array and the sea of ​​runes, not daring to make any rash moves. This was because Li Weiyi was still holding Ye Tianchen as a protective talisman, and if she was not careful, Ye Tianchen would be suppressed and killed by the array and runes first.

……

The Seven Slashes of the Wind, the sword intent flowing endlessly.

The internal energy flowed like a surging river.

Mo Duanfeng unleashed three consecutive slashes, each one stronger than the last, his battle prowess steadily increasing.

The Fourth Sea is the main sea, and Mo Duanfeng has cultivated it to a size comparable to the Feng Mansion of a martial artist in the same realm of the Longevity Realm. The magic energy, sword intent, magic weapon scriptures, and longevity scriptures are intertwined.

The fourth strike was even more powerful.

Meng Quyi's Heaven and Earth Freedom Realm enveloped the entire Mengqing Garden, drawing upon all the power within this small world.

The waters of Mirror Lake transformed into cyan ice dragons, the essence of green vegetation, the yellowish-brown energy of the earth, the brilliance of the stars in the sky... countless forces converged upon him like streams.

He activated the ring on his hand, his arm transformed into white jade, and he unleashed the "White Jade Saint Hand" technique from the "Earth Book".

He swung his palm to meet the attack.

"Oh!"

Gold and jade clashing.

The aura of heaven and earth surrounding Meng Quyi trembled, and his figure retreated for the first time.

Meng Quyi's Heaven and Earth Freedom Realm has the advantages of speed and profound Taoist techniques, but when he encounters Mo Duanfeng, he cannot fully utilize these advantages and cannot dodge any of his attacks.

Just as he regained his footing, Mo Duanfeng raised his sword for the fifth strike, his sword intent enveloping him.

(End of this chapter)