Chapter 227: Can This Be Fixed?

"Arrogant!"

Cheng Xingchu's gaze instantly turned dangerous. When it came to competing in jian yi, he was naturally outmatched by more than a notch, but if he truly mobilized his ling yuan...

If even that failed, he might as well smash his head against a block of tofu and be done with it!

His fingers unconsciously brushed over the jade pendant at his waist.

That day, it had been pierced by Lei Shuangxing's sword, and this was his last one in stock.

Could Xu Xiaoshou have transformed from yuanting power to zongshi ability in a single strike?

He wouldn't believe it even if he were beaten to death!

"Since you don't need me to hold back, then I won't be polite!"

Done with exchanging words with that arrogant guy, Cheng Xingchu reined in his aura and then suddenly unleashed it.

The surging ling yuan at the peak of shangling realm finally revealed its full might, a force strong enough to rival the veteran thirty-three, erupting in an instant and even making the void tremble.

The first realm of the zongshi three realms was Tianxiang Jing.

Refiners, by sensing the great dao from the innate level and gradually touching it more clearly, could begin to borrow the power of heaven's rules.

This was the step into zongshi!

As Cheng Xingchu moved, the void was drawn along, a sign that he had already touched the threshold of zongshi!

The faces of the Ling Gong group all turned serious.

He was someone the Sheng Shen Dian Tang dared to bring out, after all. Though his temperament needed tempering, his strength was beyond doubt.

They all looked toward Xu Xiaoshou, wondering how he would break this situation.

Xu Xiaoshou didn't dare take it lightly—in fact, he was holding his breath and focusing—but alas...

His strength didn't allow it!

With a body full of passive skills, it was truly frustrating; he couldn't actively drive them at all!

On top of that, with no defensive ling skills or ling qi, he could only muster his ling yuan to form a protective shield at best...

As a result, Xu Xiaoshou merely struck a Wing Chun stance and that was it.

"Come on!"

Everyone was stunned. Facing a half-step zongshi going all out, and you're this casual about it?

Are you asking for death?

What's with the composure at a time like this?

Fight for your life!

Bring out everything you've got!

"Received suspicion, passive value, 5."

Cheng Xingchu's already shattered mentality was once again pulverized by Xu Xiaoshou's carefree posture.

This guy is absolutely doing it on purpose to piss me off!

He roared in anger, pulling his jing, qi, and shen to their peak in an instant.

Ling yuan gathered in his palm, and behind him, a shadowy Xuanwu apparition materialized.

"Da Gui Xuan Zhang!"

With a palm strike carrying immense momentum, Cheng Xingchu seemed to envision Xu Xiaoshou exploding into pieces.

This zongshi ling skill wasn't his strongest attack, but it contained an extraordinarily powerful shattering force.

Even if Xu Xiaoshou didn't die, he'd be blasted away and left in ruins.

So what if he had an innate body?

In the end, it was still just innate!

"Zongshi ling skill..." Facing the onrushing Cheng Xingchu, Xu Xiaoshou murmured.

With jian yi restricted, techniques like the ten-segment sword finger were out of the question.

In that case...

He slowly pushed out his palm, and just as their palms were about to clash, a flickering fire seed slipped out from between them.

"Xiao Huqiu Zhi Zhang!"

"What kind of ling skill is this?"

A sense of unease flashed in Cheng Xingchu's heart, but whatever it was, he could just smash it!

Yet, he saw Xu Xiaoshou looking uneasy, and then two more compressed fire seeds slipped from his palm.

The energy was now hard to suppress, and a aura of destruction began to spread. The head seat, Ye Xiaotian, abruptly stood up in shock.

This was the new great hall—they couldn't let it be destroyed, Xu Xiaoshou!

He tried to envelop the two with a space barrier, but the young man hesitated for a moment and let two more fire seeds slip out...

Ye Xiaotian: "..."

"Can't be careless—it's a zongshi ling skill!" Xu Xiaoshou nodded seriously.

Cheng Xingchu nearly wet himself.

This terrifying aura of destruction—the best way to counter it was to detonate it from afar, but igniting it up close like this...

Had Xu Xiaoshou gone mad?

Wasn't he afraid of blowing himself up?

But with his palm already striking out, the momentum was set, and there was no taking it back.

Cheng Xingchu could only grit his teeth and amp up his attack.

Failure wasn't an option—it had to succeed!

"Boom!"

At the critical moment, Ye Xiaotian finally teleported the two to the sky outside the great hall. A thunderous explosion rang out on this clear day, drawing everyone's attention.

Almost simultaneously, people from the ling sites all looked up to the sky.

It was an blast so powerful that even the soundproof array couldn't block it... Had enemies attacked again?

Like a massive boulder plunging into the sea, surging shockwaves rippled through the void, forming a standoff between a cyan and white ling force hemisphere, seemingly evenly matched.

But that even match lasted less than half a breath before winter set in.

In an instant, the blinding white energy engulfed everything!

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

These five explosions erupted together, one mushroom cloud after another blooming across the sky, leaving the inner court disciples staring in stunned silence.

Why did it feel... so familiar?

Everyone in the great hall twitched their faces; they seemed to have foreseen the outcome.

Sure enough, a bloodied figure shot out from the explosion and crashed into the newly laid stone floor, unconscious.

Xu Xiaoshou stood in the void.

The blast whipped his clothes into a frenzy, sleeves fluttering, yet he was completely unharmed!

Blood still dripped from his hand, but it wasn't his—it was Cheng Xingchu's.

"Uh, I guess I don't need to make another move?"

Xu Xiaoshou wiped his hand and looked at the unconscious Cheng Xingchu on the floor.

The explosions had come in sequence because the "Five Finger Imprint Technique" required imprinting before detonation; otherwise, Cheng Xingchu would have been gone instantly.

Even though the opponent had unleashed the full force of "Da Gui Xuan Zhang," with its shattering power fully released, it still couldn't touch Xu Xiaoshou at all.

His zongshi-level "Shengsheng Buxi" healed any minor injuries in the blink of an eye.

As for Cheng Xingchu being hurled away at extreme speed...

A single "Countershock" might not match a zongshi ling skill, but passive skills didn't work in isolation.

His zongshi body was secretly bolstering the other passive skills.

Though "Countershock" was still at the innate level, thanks to his incredibly strong physical foundation, its shock force had more than doubled!

The crowd had stepped out of the great hall and stood at the entrance as Xu Xiaoshou gracefully landed before them.

Looking at the stunned group, he said uncertainly, "At this point, we should probably save him, right?"

Zhao Xidong immediately became alert, glaring fiercely at Xu Xiaoshou before darting forward.

This kid was way too reckless!

Cheng Xingchu couldn't die here, or things would get out of hand!

He should still be savable—he had a defensive ling qi...

But as soon as Zhao Xidong landed, he saw the shattered jade pendant at Cheng Xingchu's waist...

"Huff!"

He picked up the person and checked his breath, finding it faint but present. However, the right palm that had struck out was completely blown to pieces, and the body was in a coma.

"He's still alive."

Bringing the person back to the group, Zhao Xidong hesitated before saying just that.

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

He remembered the other had a powerful defensive jade pendant—how could this happen?

Pointing at Cheng Xingchu's missing right arm, Xu Xiaoshou hesitated to speak.

"Can... can this be fixed?"

"Received curse, passive value, 5."

"Um, I didn't mean to. I thought he had a strong defensive ling qi... Uh, uh."

He stopped talking—Jiang Dianzhu's face had turned purple with anger!