Immortality Martial Arts: I Started with the Five Animals Health Fist

Of course, even among Innate Martial Artists, those who can open all twelve Heavenly Pulses and reach the Five Qi towards the Yuan are few and far between. Each one is an invincible powerhouse within the Innate Realm, representing the pinnacle of what an Innate Martial Artist can achieve.

However, Zheng Feisha was still at the One Flower Realm, having condensed only the Human Flower. According to what Zheng Feisha knew, only Innate Martial Artists could manipulate nature’s spiritual energy, and not everyone was capable of this feat.

Many who could take this step were in the Two-Flower Stage, having condensed both the Human Flower and the Earth Flower, with their essence and Qi far surpassing that of ordinary people, which allowed them to utilize the spiritual energy of the environment.

Innate Martial Artists who could use the external spiritual energy for battle while only in the One Flower Stage were exceedingly rare; they were those with extraordinary talent and comprehension!

But how could this young man in front of him, who wasn’t even an Innate Martial Artist, manipulate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to fight his enemies? How monstrously talented and terrifying was he?

Zheng Feisha’s heart was filled with shock, but Su Changkong wouldn’t give him a chance to catch his breath!

With the Iron-Cutting Sword in hand, Su Changkong stepped out in stride, stepped atop the phantom image of the giant tiger, and leaped into the air, his sword unsheathed. The dark blade emitted a sharp Blade Force as the undamaged meridians vibrated with the Blade Gang within his body, converging on the edge of the sword, forming a Blade Gang!

“Chop!”

Su Changkong’s eyes blazed with a sharpness akin to swords as he cast aside the scabbard. From high above, he grasped the hilt with both hands, the Iron-Cutting Sword plummeting down like a falling meteor. Propelled by his Blade Force, the Chop was impregnable, capable of splitting even a metallic mount in two.

Zheng Feisha felt a shock of realization.

Being known as the wielder of the Mad Wind Blade, Zheng Feisha himself was an expert in blade techniques, having reached the point where he could produce Blade Qi and refine Blade Gang. However, Blade Force, a level above, was something he could not comprehend or grasp, no matter what. And yet this young man of unknown origin before him was not only manipulating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth but his swordsmanship had reached such a level?

Without time to think any further, Zheng Feisha raised his blade to parry, resisting Su Changkong’s mountain-splitting blade.

“Clang!!”

The clear sound of metal clashing resonated within the cave, almost tearing people’s eardrums, as sharp Blade Gang swept through, forming a whirlwind capable of tearing metal and stone.

“Crack! Crack! Crack!”

With his feet firmly planted on the ground and relying on his sturdy physique and deep cultivation as an Innate Martial Artist, Zheng Feisha withstood Su Changkong’s chop head-on. Despite his stand, the ground beneath Zheng Feisha’s feet cracked under the insurmountable pressure, with a vast fissure splitting the earth, extending thirty feet away!

Fury blazed in Zheng Feisha’s eyes. Facing an Innate Martial Artist in such a situation would have been one thing, but to fight a competitor within the Qi-Blood Realm, a battle he theoretically should have dominated completely, yet this kid was still able to resist? To counterattack? This was something Zheng Feisha, who held himself in high regard as an Innate Martial Artist, couldn’t accept.

“Roar!”

A deafening roar burst from Zheng Feisha’s throat, and two luminescent white Heavenly Pulse phantoms emerged upon his body, looking as if they connected heaven and earth, exuding a tremendous pressure!

A blooming green Human Flower appeared above his head, its fragrance filling the air.

The previously encountered Innate Martial Artist, Chikhatu, had been one who opened a single Heavenly Pulse, while Zheng Feisha had opened two, indeed making him much stronger than Chikhatu.

The Heavenly Pulses trembled, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to swirl chaotically. Zheng Feisha was gearing up to unleash his full strength!

“Who exactly is this kid? Does he know Qian Rui? Why don’t I have any news of this?”

The pressure exerted by an Innate Martial Artist shocked Wang Xinjian. Zheng Feisha was an Innate Martial Artist, but the fact that Su Changkong had forced him to exert his full strength was terrifying!

Wang Xinjian still had no clue about Su Changkong’s true identity or what his relationship with Qian Rui might be.

Qian Rui was also nervous. Although Su Changkong was an intruder just like himself and had no ill intentions besides connecting his meridians, Zheng Feisha came for the corpse of Old Man Qishi and aimed to kill him; naturally, Qian Rui hoped Su Changkong would be the victor!

“Mad Wind Blade Technique. Mad Wind Knife Gang!”

Zheng Feisha erupted with his full strength, activating his two Heavenly Pulses. His True Qi surged wildly within him, far more potent than before, as he swung his curved blade to slash at Su Changkong. The entire blade disappeared into thin air, moving beyond the limit of the naked eye and turning into sharp Blade Gang slashes like whirlwinds, crisscrossing and striking towards Su Changkong.

“Roar!”

But in front of Su Changkong, the space twisted as the giant tiger phantom pounced, intercepting between them and letting out a deafening roar.

“Boom!”

The roar, combined with the spiritual energy, transformed into visible sound waves capable of shattering metal, colliding with the storm-like Blade Gang. Thunderous explosions rang out, sending Gang Winds sweeping in all directions, tearing countless massive cracks into the distant cave walls.

Boom!

A stalactite hanging upside down from the ceiling crashed down, turning to dust before it could even hit the ground, shredded by the rampaging Gang Wind.

The pool water, already almost completely drained of its medicinal potency, churned violently.

And at the moment when Zheng Feisha’s old strength was spent and new strength had yet to emerge, a dazzling flash of the blade burst through the dust, with Blade Gang gathering on the edge. Propelled by Blade Force, its destructive power was maximized, demanding serious attention!

“Clang!”

Zheng Feisha rolled his curved blade in a whirlwind to meet the Iron-Cutting Sword, his blade clashing against it, the chime of metal and the sparks flying high.

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!