The Immortal Seeker: Legend of Bronze Mirror-Chapter 440 - 193: A Remarkable Person Doing Remarkable Things (Please Subscribe)

"Gongming, it’s been several months, your Kung Fu has improved a lot." A deep male voice appeared, followed by a shadow that quickly approached from far and arrived within dozens of steps away from Xu Qing and his wife.

The person who came was broad and stout in stature, with a bold and unrestrained face—it was King Lin.

Suddenly, a water dragon burst out from behind Xu Qing, rushing towards King Lin’s face.

King Lin burst into laughter.

Since becoming a Martial Arts Grandmaster, he had found no match on East Island, and was itching for a good fight, bored to death. Only Xu Gongming understood his Heart Intent.

Feng Wu smiled slightly and retreated hundreds of steps to the side, leaving ample space for the two brothers to spar.

King Lin flicked his robe’s sleeve, which seemed like the Flowing Cloud Flying Sleeve Kung Fu of Yan Kong, driving the air current, exploding with qi-blood, rumbling continuously like a string of firecrackers, each sound like thunder.

Amidst the vibrations, the water dragon shattered into pieces.

However, King Lin didn’t show any pride, because the shattered water dragon suddenly transformed into hundreds of Water Swords, shooting towards King Lin all at once, like a volley of arrows.

King Lin suddenly opened his mouth, like a giant whale sucking water from the sea.

Xu Qing’s expression slightly changed.

With that inhale by King Lin, the Divine Soul thoughts Xu Qing entrusted in the Water Swords immediately wavered, as if the counterpart turned into a massive vortex.

The sound of whale breathing, with its unique rhythm, possesses a great destructive power for the Divine Soul.

Xu Qing stomped the ground, regathering his Divine Soul thoughts.

Those Water Swords dispersed, entered King Lin’s mouth along with the whale breath, and then he spat out, like the high-pressure water cannons from Xu Qing’s previous life, capable of cutting through steel.

Xu Qing was profoundly shaken, this foundation in Martial Arts was almost like possessing Dao Skill Divine Power.

The strength of his Divine Soul gathered Water Swords was no match for King Lin’s spit, and the latter’s utilization of Martial Arts to convert breath into swords carried astonishing potential.

Xu Qing chose not to meet the attack head-on.

Now a Divine Soul Master in the Possession Realm, it was inherently disadvantageous for him to engage in close combat with a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Xu Qing swiftly dodged sideways, narrowly avoiding the Water Swords.

With that dodge, King Lin employed the Bull Demon Stepping Hoof technique, resembling an Earth Dragon turning over, the ground trembling profoundly.

Xu Qing felt a deep and vigorous power surging from the ground, piercing through his heels, causing a slight numbness.

Immediately after, Xu Qing harnessed this force and soared into the sky.

It must be said, true mastery reveals simplicity.

The Bull Demon Stepping Hoof, though a practice any Martial Artist could train in, when executed by King Lin, it indeed had the taste of an unrivaled skill.

Even though Yan Kong’s Red-haired Fragrant Elephant Crossing the River is exquisitely profound, it posed no threat compared to this move of King Lin’s Bull Demon Stepping Hoof.

Xu Qing had just risen a few meters off the ground.

At this distance, if he ascended just another two to three meters, even as a Martial Arts Grandmaster, King Lin could do nothing.

But with the Bull Demon Stepping Hoof, King Lin leapt up high, his rising speed incredibly fast, reaching Xu Qing in an instant, his shout thunderous like spring thunder.

Xu Qing’s Divine Soul thoughts nearly froze.

Almost without thought, a pale yellow dragon emerged from the heavenly court between his eyebrows, accompanied by a dragon chant, wrapping around King Lin.

King Lin, as a Martial Arts Grandmaster, stimulated his Qi-Blood, which should fend off evil effortlessly, yet initially, he couldn’t disperse the little dragon.

He felt his body weigh down slightly, movements slightly delayed.

He swiftly tried to strike at the pale yellow dragon.

Xu Qing wouldn’t let King Lin hit it; the pale yellow dragon lightly entangled King Lin, then swiftly slipped back into the heavenly court. Although this description took long, it happened in an instant.

Xu Qing’s pale yellow dragon was his Divine Soul equipped with the Purple Emperor Dragon Armor.

With the Divine Soul out, his physical body naturally fell.

As the pale yellow dragon returned, the Divine Soul Power was stimulated again.

While King Lin’s figure fell, he stirred the airflow mid-air, striking towards Xu Qing.

Xu Qing used this force to fly backward.

However, by that time, as King Lin rapidly descended, leveraging the reactionary force from the ground, he shot out like an arrow, swift like lightning, catching up to Xu Qing again.

Xu Qing inwardly marveled, indeed a Martial Arts Grandmaster, once close, hard to shake off.

Faced with King Lin’s proximity again, Xu Qing threw a palm, where countless rays of light gathered, forming an immensely scorching flame palm, blasting towards King Lin.

This was the Divine Soul Power gathering sunlight, also known as Taiyang True Fire.

Similar to the principles of the Buddhist Sect’s Great Sun Tathagata Palm and Sun Wheel Seal.

However, Xu Qing’s Divine Soul carried a hint of a saintly and vigorous yang, able to withstand more of the Taiyang True Fire.

This fiery palm struck with a sense that it could scorch all things, sweeping the universe clean.

Seeing this, King Lin didn’t dodge; instead, he roared with laughter.

In that laughter, it was as if a heavenly deity descended to look over the mortal world.

Following was a punch of the Bull Demon Strong Fist, like the tide of the green sea, surging waves overflowing.

This was King Lin’s realization from his long stay at the East Sea, the Tidal Force.

Within a single punch, like tidal layers of accumulated energy, it layered over a dozen terrifying energies in an instant, utterly beyond what Xu Qing’s gathered flame palm could resist, snuffing it out in a blink.

This punch also headed straight for Xu Qing without any deceit.

At this moment, Xu Qing’s other hand raised, thick lightning appearing, like electric snakes, thunder roaring in the sky, meeting King Lin’s punch.

Boom!

The sleeve of King Lin’s arm turned to ashes, revealing a sleek arm.

Only the part near the fist bore slight burn marks.

"Palmar Thunder!" King Lin slightly exclaimed in surprise.

After this strike, Xu Qing once again widened the gap between him and King Lin.

However, the Divine Soul in the Possession Realm is powerfully fierce, its soul thoughts resilient, indeed not easily dissipated by a Martial Arts Grandmaster; had it been at a Manifestation Level, he would have been done for already.