Vol 2 Chapter 1 (2/2)

Today the situation before his eyes was quite similar to the strange technique of this legend.

His thoughts suddenly turned in another direction as he suddenly recalled the words Lin Taoli had just said,

Rain Cloud Imprint- comes without trace, leaves shadowless, and Illusionary. It is indeed as such!

With a soft shout, his two fists began to dance again as an equally formidable aura exploded from his body.

A moment ago, he’d just realized that defending against such a technique was simply impossible. n.o.body could defend against an attack which could strike without a trace.

Since defending wouldn’t be of any use, he might as well try to break this attack by force.

Relentless fists, carrying intense fist winds and sounds, swarmed at his opponent. At his moment, He Yiming’s surroundings had been completely shrouded in fist images. His fist technique was being displayed at full power- Rolling Boulder Fist’s ninth layer completely unleashed.

If it had been someone other than Lin Taoli, like Xu Right and Cheng Zhusheng who were cultivators of the ninth layer as well, they would have no choice but to reveal their hidden cards and immediately break He Yiming’s Rolling Boulder Fist. Otherwise, if they were to allow He Yiming’s Rolling Boulder Fist to develop its peak momentum, in the absence of a technique similar to Lin Taoli’s strange imprint, they would be immediately defeated and even injured.

However, on the stage, Lin Taoli seemed completely unfazed. His feet seemed steady despite the fact that he was nimbly moving on the stage- like drifting clouds.

Although his movements avoided direct confrontation with He Yiming’s Boulder Fist, to other people, he seemed not to be evading&h.e.l.lip;.but attacking with an unorthodox style.

Lin Taoli would slightly bend his finger, then jerk it, and He Yiming’s figure would faintly pause. Although this pause would be extremely minute such that ordinary people had no way of seeing, the people seating in the main hall were no ordinary people. They had seen all sorts of things in life. Just after a few moments, they had already grasped the core of the fight.

Whenever Lin Taoli’s fingers, which were const.i.tuting the imprint, faintly trembled, He Yiming would recoil as if he’d been struck by a lightning. Their actual confrontation was not what it seemed to be. They were confronting while moving through the entire arena, and due to this, it seemed as if He Yiming was crazily attacking Lin Taoli.

In reality, regardless of how fierce Rolling Boulder Fist became, it had been strictly controlled by the counterpart from the very beginning.

The people looked at each other’s faces. What kind of technique was this? It contained such a gigantic might, and more importantly, neither could one resist it, or even evade it.

However, how could others experience the bittersweet feelings He Yiming was going through at this moment.

Rain Cloud imprint indeed was an inconceivably secret art which could allow one’s Internal Energy to materialize outside one’s body for a short duration.

Furthermore, from this technique, He Yiming could faintly perceive an extremely familiar feeling- the same one when he cultivated [Splitting Mountain Thirty Six Forms]. This helped him to ensure that this technique of Lin Taoli belonged to the extremely rare type Xiantian battle skills.

However, now that he thought about it again, apart from Xiantian techniques, no technique should be able to let one’s Internal Energy leave body while maintaining its offensive power.

Although He Yiming’s fists seemed quite majestic, he didn’t dare completely rely on it.

Once Internal Energy left the body, it would immediately dissipate. However, Rain Cloud imprint could actually condense Internal Energy to quite a high degree. Only then could it inflict injury directly through air. The strike through the air was although quite formidable, it merely caused him some pain. However, to directly collide with the imprint- He Yiming didn’t dare even imagine the might it contained.

He felt perhaps his entire being would be blasted off the stage.

His body suddenly shuddered as he suffered yet another crafty strike at the section of his body between his waist and abdomen.

Although he was trying his best, against a battle skill which attacked without any warning, it was simply impossible to defend. If not for his special body, he would have long ago ceased to stand.

However, after suffering for so long, his harvests also weren’t low. Every time he suffered, his understanding regarding this technique would increase a little. Although it couldn’t compare to Prostate imprint, which he’d been able to study up close by exploring the Internal Energy circulation routes, he’d still managed to obtain a subtle feel of it, and he was still exploring it.

Perhaps this was the so-called simultaneous pain and joy.

Lin Taoli let out a long sigh. Regarding He Yiming’s endurance, he already wished to prostrate himself in admiration. If he’d been in place of He Yiming, he couldn’t imagine himself this lively after enduring so many hits of such a bizarre attack.

However, he himself wouldn’t able to hold out much longer.

Rain Cloud imprint couldn’t be used by a ninth layer cultivator for a long duration. Therefore, even he couldn’t go on for much longer.

With a long hiss, Lin Taoli suddenly stood still. The seal formed by his hands had not changed as he said in an exceedingly grave voice, “Brother He, this is my final strike. If you can withstand it, it will be your win. If you can’t, please retreat to back no matter what, this Lin promises to not chase after you.”

After saying, he slowly lifted his two hands which were forming the imprint.

His hand emitted a bizarre energy, causing his two hands to glow with an indescribable charm, attracting everybody’s eyes.

“Xiantian battle skill&h.e.l.lip;.”

Lord Master Xu’s face faintly twitched as he muttered in a low voice.

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