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Chapter 281 Taking Action (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Seeing that Zhao Ti hadn't moved, Li Cangxuan angrily shouted, "Get out of the way right now!"

Upon seeing this, Xiao Feng's expression changed, but he couldn't speak at the moment. He hurriedly used the Dragon Battle in the Wilds technique to force Li Cangxuan away from the large blue stone.

This move was incredibly powerful, with a faint dragon's roar echoing around it. Li Cangxuan swiftly dodged to the side, his palms waving incessantly. The sound of explosive energy bursting through the air could be heard continuously, and in the blink of an eye, he was retreated more than ten feet away.

But he already had the intention of using this blue stone, and even planned how to use it to block Xiao Feng's palm strike, and then use what move to take the opportunity to attack. He was not willing to let it go so easily.

Although he stepped aside, he slipped and swayed, using his ethereal lightness skill to turn in an arc and approach the large blue stone from the other side.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng had no choice but to stop him again, but Li Cangxuan's lightness skill was extremely elusive and fast, and in a blink of an eye, he was already behind the stone.

Seeing that Zhao Ti was still sitting on the bluestone, he became angry and said, "Get out of the way!" He raised his arm and struck out with his palm.

Zhou Tong and Wu Changfeng roared, "How dare you!" and pounced.

However, their martial arts skills were far inferior to Li Cangxuan's, and they were blocked by his energy before they could even get close.

Zhao Ti narrowed his eyes. Li Cangxuan's palm strike was ruthless. Ordinary people couldn't withstand it at all, and even martial artists would be seriously injured if they were hit by it.

He said coldly, "Overestimating yourself, get lost!"

With that, he flicked his sleeve, and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill roared forth, directly meeting the opponent's palm strike.

He had watched the two fight for a long time and had already seen that their martial arts had reached an extremely high level. In fact, they were at the bottleneck of the Twelve-Story Tower. As long as they broke through the bottleneck, they could enter the Heavenly Pivot Lock realm.

However, this bottleneck is called the Divine Lock or the Buddha's Shackle, and it is not easy to break through. Only one in ten thousand people can break through this realm, and only a few can appear in a hundred years.

Upon reaching the twelfth floor, one's internal energy directly increases and becomes more refined, and one's mental state enters a deeper realm, making one's martial arts completely different from before.

At this moment, he unleashed the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill with a wave of his sleeve. The power was immense and astonishing. The roar of the dragon and elephant instantly overwhelmed Li Cangxuan's palm force, even faster than melting ice and snow. It was simply devastating.

Before Li Cangxuan could even react, he was blasted away and crashed heavily to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His face was filled with terror and disbelief.

Xiao Feng had already leaped over at this moment, looking ashamed, and said, "Young Master, it's all my fault. I've disturbed you."

Zhao Ti shook his head. He had already realized that Xiao Feng's martial arts were actually slightly better than Li Cangxuan's, but his lightness skill was inferior. That was why they had fought back and forth without a clear winner. As long as the other party turned around and used his ultimate movement technique to rush towards the big blue stone, Xiao Feng would not be able to stop him from the other side.

“It’s alright. I see your movement is slightly inferior, while your opponent has even faster lightness skills. He wants to use this blue stone to avoid his weaknesses and highlight his strengths in order to win. It’s normal that you can’t stop him with his scheming.” Zhao Ti revealed Li Cangxuan’s intentions in one sentence.

Xiao Feng looked ashamed: "Young master, the martial arts of Shaolin and Beggars' Sect are mainly based on strength and power, and their lightness skills and movement techniques are indeed relatively weak."

At this moment, Li Cangxuan had already gotten up from the ground. Although he was injured, it was not too serious. Zhao Ti only used his sleeve to release the Dragon Elephant Prajna internal force, without using his palm or fist.

He looked at Zhao Ti, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a hoarse, low voice, "Who are you?"

Zhao Ti glanced at him and said indifferently, "What, you're not convinced?"

Li Cangxuan felt all eyes on him, and his face turned extremely ugly, turning ashen. He roared, "Of course I refuse to accept this!"

Zhao Ti frowned. Li Cangxuan and Wu Yazi were too different in temperament. Not only was Li Cangxuan as Xiao Feng had said, but he was also hot-tempered, arrogant, and even somewhat ignorant of his place.

At this moment, the shamans all looked at Zhao Ti with horror and whispered among themselves.

The onlookers, including local herders, were equally shocked, with several Jurchen women among them displaying particular astonishment. Zhao Ti beckoned to Li Cangxuan with a finger and sneered, "To say you're overestimating yourself is too lenient; you clearly don't know when to back down, and you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin!"

"I..." Li Cangxuan shouted loudly. He was hot-tempered and held a high position in the Shamanism. To the people of the grasslands, whether Khitan or Jurchen Tatar, he was a divine messenger who deserved respect and awe. Hearing this, he was filled with anger and rushed forward without thinking about how he had been knocked away.

Yuan Xiaoxian, her beautiful eyes blinking, looked at Zhao Ti from behind and said, "Senior Brother Li, wait a moment..."

Li Cangxuan was not listening to any of the advice at this moment. He used his Swift Shadow Lightness Skill to move forward in an instant and immediately used the Eighteen Divine Techniques. This time, unlike his confrontation with Qiao Feng, he used all his strength and made a desperate gamble to regain the face he had just lost.

Just as Xiao Feng was about to block his way, Zhao Ti said, "Let me do it and teach him a lesson."

As he spoke, he unleashed the Frost Palm technique. A white palm wind shot out, instantly chilling the surrounding atmosphere. Frost formed on the grass and trees, and the air seemed to crackle from the cold.

Before Li Cangxuan's Divine Eighteen Strikes could even get close, he was enveloped by the icy palm wind. His expression changed drastically in an instant. The Divine Eighteen Strikes was no match for the opponent's cold true energy, so he immediately used the Mountain Scripture to meet it.

He hadn't used this technique when he was swept away by Zhao Ti's sleeve by the bluestone, and he was still unconvinced. Now, his protective aura enveloped him, faintly forming a dark green mountain shape behind him.

He seemed to have become incredibly heavy, his palms striking out like a mountain collapsing, with a faint, dark green light appearing and disappearing, as if he were about to shatter everything in the world.

The icy true energy was vast and boundless, turning this entire space white and enveloping the mountain range as well, like a heavy snowfall. No matter how majestic and extraordinary the mountains and rivers were, even if they towered into the clouds and looked down on everything, they would all turn white under the frost and snow.

In just a few breaths, Li Cangxuan's entire body was covered in silver-white, and then a slight freezing sound was heard. In an instant, he was frozen inside and turned into an ice sculpture.

Exclamations immediately arose from all around. The shamans were all shocked, and the common people and herders were dumbfounded. They had never seen such a divine power before and murmured that it was a miracle.

The Jurchen woman with the eagle-like gaze and wolf-like demeanor also showed surprise, saying, "What domineering extreme cold martial arts..."

A long-faced Jurchen woman standing nearby said, "Brother, I have never seen such martial arts before. Is this... is this still martial arts?"

The female warrior with the eagle-eyed and wolf-like gaze nodded: "It is indeed martial arts. Although I have never seen such strange martial arts before, it is undoubtedly martial arts. This person's skill has reached its peak and become a master."

The long-faced Jurchen asked, "How does it compare to my elder brother?"

The Jurchen woman with the eagle-like gaze and wolf-like demeanor glanced at him and said, "Second brother, are you perhaps mocking me? I am far inferior to her."

The long-faced Jurchen woman chuckled, then thought for a moment and said, "Brother, how does that compare to the leader of the Hidden God Tribe?"

"The Hidden Tribe Chief?" The Eagle-Eyed Wolf-Looking Jurchen frowned, pondering, "I'm afraid this person didn't even use their full strength. How can we judge so easily..."

He paused here, and the long-faced Jurchen continued, "The leader of the Hidden God Tribe can summon gods to possess him and fight alongside them..."

The eagle-eyed, wolf-like Jurchen took a breath and shook her head: "Then it's no longer a comparison of martial arts."

Yuan Xiaoxian stepped forward, frowning, and said, "Senior Brother Li, you..."

Before she could finish speaking, a "crackling" sound came from the ice encasing Li Cangxuan, and cracks appeared on the crystal-clear ice surface.

Yuan Xiaoxian's expression changed instantly: "Senior Brother Li, you mustn't..."

At that moment, a sound like a wolf's howl came from within the ice, followed by the ice shattering and falling, revealing Li Cangxuan's body...

(End of this chapter)