Under One Person: Starting with the Dual Cultivation of Body and Soul

"This is a strange and lewd skill. It's fine to practice it casually, but the deeper you go, the greater your delusions become, and the greater the possibility of losing yourself. If your true self cannot subdue your delusions, then you will become weaker."

"As for the Triple Rebirth, although it does have some similarities to the Divine Surface in form, it is, in any case, a technique that focuses on oneself and seeks within. This is the fundamental difference between the two."

Li Chang'an concluded.

After hearing this, Wang Zhenqiu was visibly taken aback, but instead of getting angry, he laughed.

"As expected of a disciple of the Ten Elders, you can see through the flaws of this technique at a glance. However, you are right about one thing: I was indeed just practicing this technique for fun."

"I don't expect this thing to reach the heavens. Reaching the heavens isn't that easy. Instead of pursuing such an illusory thing, I'd rather find something that makes me happy."

Li Chang'an and Wang Zhenqiu were not speaking loudly.

Many of the younger generation in the audience couldn't hear clearly and were getting anxious.

After these two guys got into the ring, why didn't they fight for so long? Instead, they started chatting about everyday things.

But some of the more perceptive older folks heard it clearly.

Li Chang'an pointed out the flaws of a technique in just a few words, and they were all amazed by his comprehension and insight. He saw through things that many people couldn't understand in their entire lives.

From the performers' seats, Teacher Yu looked at the actor from Guanghe Tower and asked, "Did you hear that?"

The entertainer from Guanghe Tower remained silent for a moment, then nodded:

"That's true, isn't it? The most famous one who practices our techniques is Xia Liuqing from Quanxing. Some time ago, several experts in the building stopped him and fought him. They found that his condition had deteriorated significantly."

"When he was young, he could play Erlang Shen, and it is said that he could even fight against Liang Ting, a double grandmaster at the time. Now he can't even maintain the second level of the door god, and he can't withstand the backlash. He has been practicing all his life, but he is getting weaker and weaker. It is possible that the younger generation who just went on stage could have taken him down."

"In the end, it's just a juggling act. You can't expect it to fight or make you immortal or god. It's good enough if you can make a living with it and bring some amusement to your fellow practitioners."

"You're quite magnanimous!"

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On stage, Wang Zhenqiu laughed and said, "If the third stage of the Godhood Mask can't ascend to heaven, then can the third level of Reversal of Life ascend to heaven?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jin, who was seated at the elders' table, frowned slightly.

"There is no method to ascend to heaven, only people who want to ascend to heaven." Li Chang'an did not shy away from this matter.

"Well said, Brother Chang'an. I'm becoming more and more interested in the Triple Reversal of Life. Come and let me see how powerful it is. Speaking of which, I've actually made some preparations this time."

Wang Zhenqiu took out a colorful glove from his pocket and slowly put it on his left hand.

He immediately began to portray the divine mask of Sun Wukong, which he was most skilled at.

He suddenly thrust out a palm, and a burst of colorful Qi instantly erupted from his palm.

He quickly wiped his face with his other hand.

With his movement, his face instantly transformed, becoming fair-skinned and with golden eyes, his features slanted upwards towards his temples, making him look exactly like an unruly monkey.

After transforming, Wang Zhenqiu smiled slightly.

"Somersault Cloud!"

A burst of air suddenly exploded from the soles of his feet.

He flew out like a cannonball, raising the seven-colored golden cudgel formed from condensed Qi in his hand.

The golden cudgel grew longer in the air, instantly becoming thicker and longer, and with a terrifying whooshing sound, it slashed down fiercely towards Li Chang'an's head.

Li Chang'an remained expressionless, casually raised his right hand, and slapped it across the face.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the seemingly thick golden cudgel was shattered on the spot by his slap.

Wang Zhenqiu was thrown back several steps by the enormous recoil force, his hands and scalp going numb.

"This guy's strength is unbelievable! Luckily I was careful not to rush in and fight him head-on. Otherwise, I probably would have been sent flying off the stage."

After just one encounter, Wang Zhenqiu realized that close combat was absolutely out of the question.

The guy in front of me is even stronger than those burly men who specialize in physical training. Once we get into close combat, he'll be overpowered by sheer brute force and I'm afraid I'll be defeated instantly.

"Use the Somersault Cloud to create distance, then use clones to disrupt the line of sight, and then use ranged attacks."

"In the previous battle, that little girl's Dragon Claw Hand couldn't break through his defense, but that doesn't mean that magical methods are ineffective."

In a split second, Wang Zhenqiu had already decided on the tactics.

He reassembled his golden cudgel and swung it fiercely: "Children, charge!"

In an instant, a swarm of monkey clones, shimmering with seven-colored light, flew out like locusts and pounced on Li Chang'an.

Li Chang'an's eyes were indifferent as he ignored the menacing clones. He suddenly exerted force with his feet and charged forward like a bulldozer.

"Bang bang bang..."

Those seemingly fierce clones were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, smashed to pieces and turned into countless streams of light in front of him.

Under the cover of his clone, Wang Zhenqiu took out a handful of golden millet from his pocket, flicked his wrist, and threw it at Li Chang'an.

The millet grains fell around Li Chang'an and instantly took root and sprouted, sending out golden threads that bound his legs.

Those in the audience who knew their stuff instantly recognized the origin of this technique.

"The 'Millet Thousand-Pound Binding' technique is an ancient magic trick. A secret incantation is cast on millet, then it's thrown. Anyone who touches it will be bound, unable to break free without immense strength. Li Chang'an is in grave danger..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man was dumbfounded, because the millet-pound scepter had only trapped Li Chang'an for a moment before it was torn off.

The Thousand-Pound Stance can hold down an ordinary person, but it cannot hold down Li Chang'an, who possesses the strength of a dragon and an elephant.

"Holy crap, what kind of monster is this guy?! Although the Millet Thousand-Pound Stance isn't exactly a profound spell, there's always a solution to every problem. To break this spell, we should start with the spell itself, right? He actually broke free with brute force, and so easily at that. Does he have a ton or two of strength in every move he makes?"

On the stage, Li Chang'an, having broken free of his restraints, instantly appeared in front of Wang Zhenqiu, reaching out to grab him, intending to capture him.

But suddenly, Wang Zhenqiu's face began to swell uncontrollably.

A restless crimson flame surged forth from his seven orifices, then exploded violently.

"Bang!"

The scalding flames surged several meters upwards, engulfing Li Chang'an.

"They've taken the bait, has it worked?" Wang Zhenqiu turned his head to look.

Li Chang'an stood calmly in place. Protected by the reverse-generation white qi, he did not suffer any substantial damage. However, the back of his outstretched hand, which was close to the center of the explosion, was burned with several blisters by the fierce flames.

Wang Zhenqiu was startled: "This guy's defense is frighteningly high, but I still managed to break through it. As long as I can inflict damage, there is still hope of winning."

Not only him, but the audience was also very surprised.

"Good heavens, even such intense flames can't hurt him? His defense is incredibly tough."

"No, he was still injured. Look closely, there are quite a few blisters on his hands. The flames just now must have broken through his defenses, but the damage was minimal."

As soon as the man finished speaking, Li Chang'an looked down at the blister on the back of his hand. With a flick of his wrist, a flash of white light appeared, and the insignificant burn was completely healed without leaving a trace of redness.