Star Martial Soaring Cloud

In the world of martial arts, there is a profound truth: Your opponent knows you better than you know yourself.

So what about a competitor?

In terms of body tempering, Wang Xiao has undoubtedly gone further and more thoroughly than Yun Yi.

His path to physical tempering was forged through life-or-death battles.

It wasn't a friendly sparring match on the arena, but rather a brutal struggle in the dense forests of Seven Star Mountain, amidst the encirclement and slaughter of Lishan, the deadly battle on Demon Island, and between the fangs and claws of strange beasts—he was repeatedly beaten to a bloody pulp, yet he crawled back from the brink of death time and time again.

With each severe injury that heals, and each time his broken bones are rebuilt, he reflects on his own shortcomings.

It was in those life-or-death moments that he discovered the fatal weakness in body tempering and tried every means to make up for it and improve his body tempering path.

People are obsessed with building up their skin and bones, but they neglect their internal organs, meridians, and blood circulation.

Its outer skin can withstand immense force and divine attacks, but it cannot withstand the penetrating, hidden force that shakes the internal organs with its dense, deadly moves.

This is the true essence of body tempering that all the prodigies of noble families and geniuses who grow up in favorable circumstances can never reach.

Yunyi was the same.

As a scion of a prestigious family, he is very strong; there is no doubt about that.

With dual-soul body refinement, the Tiger King is the main attacker and the Rhinoceros King is the main defender. Yun Yi's physical body is so strong that it can rival Wang Xiao in the present day, and even in terms of the hardness of the surface of the body, it is not inferior.

But it was precisely this "invincibility" that completely trapped him.

This is an unsolvable paradox on the path of body tempering: only when you are about to die will you realize where you are not strong enough.

On the path of growth for scions of prominent families, few can push them to that point.

People only see their own shortcomings when they fail.

Secondly, Yun Yi's identity meant he lacked the tempering of life and death.

More accurately, he lacked opportunities for repeated fights.

Yun Yi, who had never suffered a crushing defeat, never faced a desperate situation, and never had his physical defenses specifically breached, had no idea that his seemingly perfect body was actually full of flaws.

Therefore, when Wang Xiao suddenly changed his move, switching from striking to tapping, and from a direct confrontation to a more subtle attack, Yun Yi did not notice any discomfort.

His Rhinoceros King Soul is too strong.

He was so strong that all attacks were blocked outside his skin, so strong that he couldn't even feel the pain.

He was used to head-on confrontations and a domineering fighting style that overwhelmed his opponents and could break through any opponent's defenses.

But by the time he realized something was wrong, it was too late.

The shock that surged up from the depths of his internal organs was like an invisible, blunt knife, repeatedly cutting through his internal organs.

His heart was trembling, his lungs were spasming, and his liver was aching as if it were being squeezed.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, splattering onto the bluish-gray stone surface of the arena, so conspicuous.

"How could that be?"

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell into a speechless silence, which was then followed by bursts of laughter.

"Help! Are you obsessed with number 101?" Someone burst out laughing, clutching their stomach.

"Could he really be unable to count?"

"Goodness, seeing is believing, this guy has a really sharp tongue."

At the edge of the arena, Yuan Kong, Ling Cheng, and Xiao He huddled together, each with a different expression on their face.

"Why does Lu Yang seem so cunning after just a few days?" Yuan Kong said thoughtfully, stroking his prayer beads. "He wasn't like this before, was he? How did he suddenly... let loose like this? Does he possess supernatural powers?"

Ling Cheng gave Wang Xiao a meaningful look and said thoughtfully, "We should ask Fairy Su to keep a close eye on him and prevent him from going astray."

While others might not know Wang Xiao's background, these few knew it all too well.

"Just stay away from the two of you, isn't that enough?" Xiao He, who was always calm and composed, said indifferently.

One sentence instantly drew the attention of Ling Cheng and Yuan Kong, who both retorted, showing none of the tension and anxiety that others displayed.

In the center of the arena, Yun Yi stood up straight, his anger burning fiercely.

He stuck out his tongue and licked the scarlet stain from the corner of his mouth clean.

The taste of blood in his throat ignited the deepest fire within him.

His originally clear and sharp eyes instantly turned into a fierce and predatory glint, locking onto Wang Xiao.

That gleam wasn't from anger or shame, but from an intensely focused and excited fighting spirit.

"Snapped!"

With a soft bang, Yun Yi clenched his right fist and exerted force, causing his blood and qi to surge violently, and a powerful force swept through his entire body along his meridians.

Click, click—

His brocade robe was instantly shattered by the powerful qi and blood, falling off completely to reveal his striking bronze skin underneath.

His muscles were bulging like a dragon coiled and a tiger crouching, with smooth lines and explosive power, gleaming with a metallic sheen in the sunlight.

Every inch of his skin and flesh had been tempered by the soul, with sharp edges and corners, containing a terrifying power that could crush his peers. There was a faint black and gold light flowing on the surface of his skin, which was the phenomenon of dual souls protecting his body.

His right arm, where he exerted force, had bulging veins, as if magma was surging under his skin.

"Good! Very good!"

Yun Yi threw his head back and laughed loudly. His voice pierced through metal and split rocks, and the vast sound waves swept in all directions, making the eardrums of countless people present buzz painfully.

"It's been a long time since I've had such an exhilarating game!"

His voice carried an almost manic excitement, and the light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter, like two burning flames.

"Then let's continue the battle! Today, I'll show you the true strength of the Yun family! All eighteen martial arts!"

He shouted the last four words.

The moment the words left his mouth, the weather changed dramatically!

The once clear sky darkened in an instant, with thick, dark clouds surging in from all directions, blotting out the sun.

Thunder roared and lightning flashed within the clouds, with streaks of purple lightning weaving through the clouds like dragons, emitting deafening roars.

A terrifying aura emanated from Yun Yi, so powerful and violent that it seemed as if an ancient ferocious beast was awakening from its slumber.

The temperature on the ring dropped rapidly, and the air became thick and heavy.

The void trembled, and the primordial energy surged violently.

The void around Yun Yi began to distort.

One after another, phantom images of weapons of various shapes appeared out of thin air, hovering and swirling.

Knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, battle-axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, claws, cymbals, clubs, lances, cudgels, crutches, and meteor hammers—all eighteen kinds of weapons appear in the world, lifelike and intertwined with reality.

Each weapon radiates a different light; some are golden, some are purple lightning, some are a blend of gold and purple, and some are as pure as an autumn pool.

Some weapons are as solid as real iron, with a cold light flowing on the blade, sharp and terrifying; others are illusory and ethereal, like a phantom woven from light and lightning, with a weak spiritual light, yet still carrying a terrifying killing aura.

"A mutated supernatural power..." someone exclaimed in disbelief.

"This is a mutated divine ability of the Yun family!" Immediately afterwards, more people realized what was happening.

"What is a mutated supernatural power? What is the difference between ordinary supernatural powers and this kind of supernatural power?" someone who didn't understand asked hurriedly.

"Heaven and earth possess eight elements—metal, wood, water, fire, earth, light, thunder, and ether. These are the most fundamental and primordial forces in the world!" someone immediately explained. "But the creation of heaven and earth is infinite. The eight elements intertwine, merge, evolve, and transform, giving rise to entirely new forces, or even higher-level forces far surpassing the original ones. The supernatural powers born from this are collectively called mutated supernatural powers! For example, the Samadhi True Fire among fire-type supernatural powers is not ordinary fire, but a purified and evolved variant that can burn everything in the world and crush ordinary primordial techniques!"

The crowd suddenly understood, and their gazes toward the arena were now filled with awe.

"What kind of mutated power do Yun Yi's eighteen martial arts possess?"

"It's a mutation of Golden Lightning! The sharpness of metal pierces armor, and the domineering power of lightning destroys souls. The two merge to give birth to the origin of Golden Lightning! Look closely, among the eighteen weapons, only the knife, spear, sword, axe, and whip have completely solidified into physical form, with a rich spiritual light and condensed power!"

"This must be because Yun Yi is still young and hasn't fully mastered all eighteen martial arts; he has only mastered the materialized forms of five weapons!"

The entire audience gasped.

With just five skills, it possesses such terrifying power that it can overturn the world. If all eighteen skills were perfected, what kind of earth-shattering power would it have?

The name "Shentong" is derived from the eighteen kinds of martial arts.

The term "eighteen weapons" refers to all weapons in the world. One can imagine the confidence and arrogance the Yun family had when they created this supernatural ability.

All martial arts and weapons under heaven are in my hands; all supernatural powers and attacks in the world are under my control!

On the stage, Wang Xiao showed a serious expression for the first time.

The foundation of a powerful family is indeed formidable, but a thought flashed through his mind: what kind of supernatural power does the Ye family possess?