Invincible Kungfu Healer

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Mo Wen's bodily strength came purely from the power of his flesh. Even if his cultivation was completely crippled, as long as his body was intact, ordinary pinnacle of the Golden Elixir Realm ancient martial art practitioners would also be no match for him.

On the other hand, Xin Yichuan's powerful destructive power came from his deep cultivation and the Monolith Vajrapani Technique that he practiced. If based purely on the power of their flesh, even Xin Yichuan was far inferior to Mo Wen.

"Do you still believe that you have the ability to defeat me?" Mo Wen said plainly.

"You are strong when confronted. You are a very frightening youth." Xin Yichuan looked intently at Mo Wen. The strength of this youth was inconceivable.

"Strong when confronted? No, you have yet to force out my true potential." Mo Wen smiled. He had just sent out an ordinary attack. Xin Yichuan still had not pressured Mo Wen enough to cause him to fully unleash his power.

Xin Yichuan was actually much more powerful than an average Martial Arts Grandmaster. Even the Ming Temple's Bu Xingyi was certainly not a match for him. However, compared to Martial Arts Grandmasters like Gao Hanshan and Granny Jin Hua, he was still much weaker.

"Don't speak too soon. However, it is not enough just to have a strong body. What lies beneath the surface is also the embodiment of strength. You are very strong and are enough to be a match for me. However, if you believe that you can win against me with just that, that's too laughable."

Xin Yichuan slowly took out a saber from his sleeve. The saber was jet-black and slightly curved. The arc of the saber's edge was very smooth, and its surface flickered with cold light.

Once this saber appeared, the entire square was enveloped in a cold and sinister hostile atmosphere. It was as though a bloodthirsty king had descended, causing everyone to tremble.

"A profound level weapon!" Mo Wen raised his eyebrows as he looked at the jet-black saber in Xin Yichuan's hand. It was no ordinary item. The saber was a rare profound level weapon which also specialized in attack power. Combined with Xin Yichuan's absolute power, it was certainly a frightening combination.

"You have good eyes. The Black Bat Blade's fame inspires awe in the various mystery dimensions. I believe you already know its origins. Actually, we have no reason to continue fighting. We have both come to the main space for the same goal, so why do you have to force our hand? Before the Martial Arts Circle Convention, the Crimson Star Sect cannot be eradicated, but after the event, you can deal with them as you see fit. How about that?"

Xin Yichuan clearly had no intention of continuing the battle. This youth was not easy to deal with. He could obviously tell that it wouldn't be easy to defeat Mo Wen. Why did he need to fight to the death?

Also, he had taken out the Black Bat Blade. Mo Wen was a person from the Inner worlds, so he certainly had already guessed which sect Xin Yichuan had come from. If they were not from opposing factions, they had absolutely no reason to become enemies over a sect in the main space.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of Huo Qize and the group of Crimson Star Sect elders instantly turned pale. Mo Wen could deal with them as he saw fit after the Martial Arts Circle Convention? Didn't that mean that even if the Crimson Star Sect was not eradicated now, they may get off today, but not in the future?

As expected, these Inner world ancient martial art practitioners were not reliable at all. Right now, Huo Qize was full of regret. Emotions of fear and chagrin filled his mind. He had never imagined that a mere Dafang Sect sect leader would be so terrifying. If he had known earlier, he would not have dared to send out such a martial art circle announcement.

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Unfortunately for Xin Yichuan, Mo Wen was not a person from the Inner worlds at all. He was not familiar with the Inner worlds and did not know which sect this Black Bat Blade was the most valuable treasure of. Hence, Xin Yichuan's words had been his own imagination and wishful thinking.

"You are a bit too naive if you think that your words will delay me from taking revenge after the Martial Arts Circle Convention. Revenge is not kept overnight. Since this Crimson Star Sect has actively provoked me, then don't think that I'll be kind."

Mo Wen coldly snorted. If the Crimson Star Sect had not been so arrogant and despotic, would they have stirred up today's matter? Moreover, as an Inner world ancient martial art practitioner, Xin Yichuan was actually here to get in Mo Wen's way. He even discussed conditions with Mo Wen. Did Xin Yichuan think that simply anyone would be afraid of him?

"Stubborn fool." Xin Yichuan had not expected that this youth would be so difficult to talk to. Xin Yichuan had already hinted that after the Martial Arts Circle Convention, Mo Wen could take revenge as he pleased, but he had ignored Xin Yichuan. In the end, Mo Wen did not give any thought to Xin Yichuan's face at all.

"Since you don't know when to back down, then don't blame me for being discourteous." Xin Yichuan's arm shook and the Black Bat Blade shot out like a bolt of jet-black lightning.

His power was rather astonishing. Combined with his cultivation, this attack was rather frightening. It would be even if he did not convert spiritual stones into spiritual power.

Mo Wen's silhouette became a gentle breeze. He slowly and gently dissipated from his original spot, the jet-black saber passing through his afterimage.

"Your physical movements aren't shabby. However, did you think that a profound level weapon would be so easy to deal with? I've said ability is important, but what lies beneath the surface is also very important."

Xin Yichuan was not at all surprised that Mo Wen evaded one attack. Instead, he coldly laughed. With a flick of his wrist, a few spiritual stones suddenly appeared in his hand. With a powerful suction force, he frenziedly removed the spiritual energy from the spiritual stones. It went into his body and was converted to spiritual power.

Beams of spiritual light shone from Xin Yichuan's body. He extended his hand and pointed at the Black Bat Blade that had flown out. The Black Bat Blade suddenly shook. The jet-black light on its surface retracted slightly and then expanded greatly. It was like a whale swallowing water, instantly consuming large amounts of spiritual power.

After absorbing the spiritual power, the Black Bat Blade was immediately different from before. A huge bat illusion appeared in the sky. It was a few hundred meters long and seemed to be able to cover the entire square.

The Black Bat Blade shook gently and emitted a crisp cry. Then, it became an afterimage and once again shot towards Mo Wen.

The bat illusion high in the sky above seemed to be guided by the Black Bat Blade. It pounced forward, wrapping its wings and furiously enveloping Mo Wen in the center.

Mo Wen felt a huge pressure surrounding him from every angle. It seemed to want to compress him into minced meat. The space seemed to be shrinking constantly.

"It actually has the ability to restrict the opponent's movements." A look of surprise flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. After the Black Bat Blade absorbed the spiritual power, the bat illusion that appeared could actually limit the opponent's movements. Also, the power and speed of the Black Bat Blade had doubled and was now enough to land a fatal blow.

As expected of a profound level weapon, it had some special abilities.

"Your so-called ability is just a profound level weapon?"

Mo Wen stifled a laugh. With a wave of his hand, a painting scroll flew out of his sleeve. The next moment, huge illusionary mountains instantly enveloped him. The mountains suddenly grew larger, directly sending the bat illusion that was surrounding him flying out with a shockwave. It was extremely forceful.

The Black Bat Blade also shot towards the illusionary mountains in an instant, but it seemed to encounter an insurmountable resistance. It became slower and finally stopped in the illusionary mountains, unable to move an inch.

"A profound level weapon! It is actually also a profound level weapon, and a defensive profound level weapon at that."

Xin Yichuan's eyes suddenly narrowed. He could tell at a glance that the painting scroll was a defensive profound level weapon. It had incredible defensive power and was much rarer than his Black Bat Blade.

He had not expected that this youth had a defense type profound level weapon in his hands. How could Mo Wen's sect possibly have given him such precious items?

Xin Yichuan felt that it was somewhat inconceivable. The reason why he could bring out the sect's most valuable treasure, the Black Bat Blade, asides from to deal with the upcoming Martial Arts Circle Convention, was also because he was a Sect Grand Elder of the Martial Arts Grandmaster realm.

In other words, it was impossible for a sect to give a valuable treasure such as this defense type profound level weapon to a person below the Martial Arts Grandmaster realm.

This youth actually had a defense type profound level weapon. Could it be that in his sect, he was beloved to this extent?

Xin Yichuan's gaze kept sparkling as he stared fixated at the illusionary mountains. This was a defensive profound level weapon. He could not help but be envious. But he also knew that for a sect that could give a defense type profound level weapon to a youth, aside from paying special attention to this youth, more importantly, this sect was powerful enough to be able to do so. Otherwise, it couldn't possibly take out such an important defense type profound level weapon at all.

"Didn't you want to compare abilities with me? Let me help you."

Mo Wen thought for a while. A red light shone from his hand. Next, a strange change appeared on his hand. His palm gradually disappeared, becoming a dragon claw. The dragon claw extended upwards, becoming a blood dragon arm, as crimson as jade.

A powerful, evil, and sinister aura emanated from the blood dragon arm. It was as though an evil primitive ferocious beast was slowly awakening. Its demonic aura cause heart-rending panic in others.

"That's…"

Xin Yichuan's expression suddenly changed, becoming completely serious. It was another profound level weapon! An ordinary profound level weapon could not produce that aura. He vaguely felt that the bizarre blood dragon claw was certainly no ordinary profound level weapon.

Even Xin Yichuan was affected by the demonic aura. A sense of unease and horror faintly welled up inside him.

Mo Wen stepped out. His silhouette was like a gust of formless wind. Unknowingly, he appeared before Xin Yichuan. With a slight lift of his hand, the hideous blood dragon claw stretched forward.

A thick scent of blood swept out. The attack had yet to land when Xin Yichuan felt a wave of disgust and dizziness. His mood became inexplicably irritated. His eyes were faintly bloodshot as he looked at the approaching blood dragon claw. He had an urge to furiously crash into it.

"Befogging the minds of people."

At the critical moment, a sense of danger woke Xin Yichuan from his mania. He was shocked and quickly evaded the attack, barely escaping the slash of the claw. Cold sweat instantly soaked the clothes on his back.

He had nearly been provoked by the demonic profound level weapon and had his mind clouded. It was too frightening. What exactly was that evil Qi?

However, Mo Wen was like a deep-rooted ulcer on bone. The ingenuity of his physical movements amazed those who saw it. No matter how Xin Yichuan evaded, he could not shake Mo Wen off. Instead, the distance between them grew closer.

With a flash of red light, the blood dragon claw once more stretched out. Because the distance was too close, Xin Yichuan discovered he could not dodge it.

If the Black Bat Blade was in his hand, he would not be so cautious. However, the Black Bat Blade was entangled in the defense type profound level weapon. It could not be retrieved quickly. Helplessly, he could only bite down on his teeth and forcefully block the bizarre blood dragon claw with his own body. He only hoped that the solid rock layer on his body could withstand the blood dragon claw's attack.

However, Xin Yichuan never would have thought that the solid defensive armor on his body could not provide any defense at this moment. It was sliced through like bean curd, directly shredded by the blood dragon claw.

"D*mn it!"

Xin Yichuan's expression changed drastically. He activated his Inner Qi to the limit. He furiously shook and sent Mo Wen flying out with a shockwave. Everything had happened in a split second. A piece of the rock armor in front of his chest had already been shredded apart. Five crimson claw marks impressively appeared on his exposed chest.

"What is happening?"

Xin Yichuan suddenly felt his entire body turn cold. The five claw marks on his chest actually expanded bit by bit. A mass of crimson flame was burning on top of them, seemingly wanting to melt his chest away. A bloody murderous rage kept surging in his consciousness. In an instant, it was as though he had fallen into purgatory.