Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 902 Someone's cheating!

A dazzling display of light and color, a pavilion soaring into the sky.

Behind the desk in reality, Lü Yang had already stood up and left the chair, but his face still held an indescribable, incredulous bewilderment.

I fucking lost.

He lost completely inexplicably. He simultaneously controlled the Divine Thunder, the Dharma Body, and even the Pine and Cypress Wood, yet he still couldn't defeat the man in the black robe!
The other side must be cheating, right? Shameless.

The next second, the Righteous Path Flag fluttered, purple energy swirled, and Ancestor Tingyou and True Man Dangmo emerged from it, asking curiously, "What happened?"

"Grandmaster, Master," Lu Yang said with a bitter face and a wronged expression, "Tell me honestly, how good is my combat skill? It shouldn't be bad, right?"

Upon hearing this, Ancestor Tingyou and True Man Dangmo were taken aback. Then, Ancestor Tingyou looked at Lü Yang with a hint of helplessness and shook his head decisively, saying, "I am actually not good at combat, so I can't make any judgments. It would be more appropriate to ask Fellow Daoist Dangmo about this."

Lü Yang turned to look at the Demon-Slaying Immortal.

"Um"

After hearing this, the Demon-Slaying Master remained silent for a moment, and under Lu Yang's questioning gaze, he whispered, "How should I put it, your fighting techniques are very pure."

"Master, there's no need to beat around the bush."

Lu Yang said calmly, "Just tell me, I can handle it."

“Then I’ll be blunt.” The Demon-Slaying Master spread his hands: “Your foundation is very good, but you lack the ability to utilize this powerful foundation.”

"In short, your combat skills are average; not bad, but just average."

Lü Yang instantly put on a stern face.

However, on the other side, the Demon-Slaying Master seemed to have opened a floodgate of words and continued, "For example, your battle with that Pure and Clear Flying Snow True Lord before."

"Why was she so unwilling to admit defeat? I think personality is only one aspect. Another reason is that she realized your combat skills were actually inferior to hers. Your experience, awareness, and application were all lacking. But you relied on simple and unpretentious methods to overwhelm her head-on with numerical superiority."

"This actually goes against common sense."

"If the fighting prowess of that True Monarch Qingcheng Feixue is a large cart, then you are just a child. Your victory over her is like a child driving a large cart."

"I see!"

Lu Yang quickly interrupted the Demon-Slaying Master, smiling ingratiatingly, "Then, Master, what methods do you think I have to quickly improve my combat skills?"

"It's difficult because it depends a lot on talent."

The Demon-Slaying Master sighed and said, "Actually, all your attributes are perfect. Your cultivation, Taoist practice, fruition, and Dharma body are all quite complete and each has its own mysteries."

"But you haven't systematized these things you have,"

"Compared to you, that Pure Snow True Monarch is different. Each of her five True Treasures has its own strengths, and she is good at both offense and defense. Her system is almost perfect."

Lü Yang was somewhat unconvinced.

What do you mean by "relying heavily on talent"? Aren't I talented enough? I have several colors! I refuse to believe it, how could I not learn a mere fighting technique?

Seeing this, the Demon-Slaying Master sighed and said, "If you really want to learn, that's fine too."

"The method is simple: fight more masters. Since you don't have talent, just take more beatings. After taking many beatings, most of those who don't die will also be able to fight."

After speaking, the Demon-Slaying Master glanced at Lü Yang again, his eyes filled with worry.

He taught the clumsy method.

The smart way is to rely on talent, using intuition and inspiration to improve, while the less clever way is to improve through countless battles.

However, the difficulties and rewards of the two are quite different.

Because the latter, after countless battles and accumulations, can only determine the lower limit, while the former can easily determine the upper limit.

"As long as it improves!"

Lü Yang, however, didn't care about all that. After hearing that the Demon-Slaying Immortal had proposed a method that he could implement, he immediately perked up, even though he had just been feeling dejected. "Actually, I don't need to reach the top level in combat. Being excellent, or even slightly above average, is enough. Overly pursuing it is putting the cart before the horse. Otherwise, what use would my Dharma body, fruition, and true treasures, which I've painstakingly cultivated for over a dozen lifetimes, be?"

The Demon-Slaying Master was taken aback upon hearing this, then suddenly laughed.

"That's true. This child has never been the stubborn type; his ability to adapt is his strength. It was I who got stuck in a dead end and overthought things."

Thinking of this, the Demon-Slaying Immortal nodded slightly:
"come on"

Lü Yang waved his hand: "Oh!"

[Responding to the Emperor]

Lu Yang returned to the dark land once again, and as usual sensed the [Divine Thunder]. After a short while, he saw the man in black robes emerge from the darkness once more.

"why is it you again?"

The man in the black robe chuckled: "I told you, your Dharma body is solid but lacks skill, your fruition is mysterious but lacks wonder, and your true treasure is scattered but not solidified. You don't have a single decent method."

"So, you think you can fight me with magic?"

"Even if your foundation is better than mine and you have more methods than me, you are still no match for me. I advise you to go back and train properly for a few more years before you come back."

Lu Yang smiled upon hearing this.

Then he took a deep breath, made a hand seal, and summoned lightning again: "That being said, weren't you also exhausted from my attack just now?"

In the previous duel, he did lose in the end, but the man in black robes was not much better off. Half of his body was smashed by his fists. If he hadn't used a trick at the crucial moment, feinted a move to deceive him, and then launched a sneak attack to kill him, he thought that he would have lost to his opponent.

Of course, this is already quite exaggerated.

After all, even the Flying Snow True Monarch couldn't achieve this level with his current numerical system, yet the man in the black robe did, which is truly unbelievable.

"One last question before the fight begins."

At this point, Lü Yang cupped his hands in greeting and solemnly said, "With your cultivation level, fellow Daoist, and your presence at the [Emperor Ying], you must have been a renowned figure back then."

"May I ask your esteemed title, Fellow Daoist?"

The man in the black robe shook his head: "I'll tell you if I win."

"Boom!"

Before the man in the black robe could finish speaking, Lü Yang made his move first. No way was he going to chat with someone for no reason; he was just gathering his strength!
In an instant, the long-accumulated [Three-Nine Thunder Tribulation] burst forth from his palm, transforming into twenty-seven bolts of lightning that poured out like a flood bursting its banks. Relying on the profound mystery of [Divine Firmament Thunder]'s ability to sense things at will, and taking advantage of the moment when others were speaking, Lü Yang was confident that no one could react in time!
But the next second.

"Boom!"

Almost simultaneously, the man in the black robe also extended his palm, which also contained a [Three-Nine Thunder Tribulation], and twenty-seven bolts of lightning struck towards Lü Yang.

"You beast!" Lü Yang cursed.

This was definitely not an impromptu reaction; rather, it was something the other party had planned for a long time, deliberately talking to distract him before launching a surprise attack!
However, relying on his powerful Dharma body, he was fully capable of withstanding this attack.

In comparison, although the man in the black robe could not withstand the lightning head-on, when the lightning dimmed, Lü Yang was unharmed, but the man in the black robe had half his body charred black.

But soon, he lightly flicked his sleeves and adjusted his Taoist crown. Immediately, streams of clear energy flowed down, washing over his entire body like water, wiping away the charred marks and erasing all his injuries. Lü Yang could tell that this was the profound power of the [Great Calamity Master] modifying the imagery.

'Did they change the imagery of severe injury?'

'It doesn't matter. This way, I'll take away his mystique. If we do it a few more times, he'll inevitably run out of steam. After all, I have an absolute advantage in terms of fundamentals!'

Lü Yang's eyes were calm.

To put it bluntly, he didn't come here to win this time.

He came here to get beaten up.

"By using others as a mirror, I can understand my own gains and losses. I can use this person to identify my current shortcomings and then find ways to make up for them. Either way, I won't lose out!"

(End of this chapter)