Chapter 22 The Lone Butterfly (2/2)

The two iron hooks reached Ling Chongxiao. A white gust of air came out from his mouth, and the iron hooks were bumped off. The collision had broken the hooks into halves.

Shen Lian was shocked; he did not expect human strength to be capable of that.

These two men were not even part of Celestialism. He thought about what he was capable of; he could create a glowing body figure through the convergence of moonlight. If he was able to create physical matter from nothingness, it would mean that he can converge and disperse at will – a true tactic of Celestialism.

It did not matter how powerful the Jianghu dwellers were, they would not be able to deal damage to spirits that had not taken on a physical existence.

Also, he had training from the book of the Mastery of Sense. Well, technically the real Shen Lian did. However, in just two years, he was equipped with a spirit that was stronger than both of Ling Chongxiao's and the man in green's spirit. The book probably had a notable origin.

He knew that if Ling Chongxiao knew how to have an out of body experience, with his age and knowledge he could have obtained supernatural power. Then, he would not have to resort to physical combat with the man in green.

By the time he was through with his thought process, he was no longer amazed by the battle between the two.

However, the status of the on-going battle would not change in accordance with Shen Lian's thoughts.

Ling Chongxiao's palm method was not intriguing; it was the kind that was commonly found in Jianghu – The Triple Waves of Chang Jiang.

Due to his high attainment in martial arts, it was hard to find someone who could rival him. The Triple Waves of Chang Jiang was almost magical by his hands; the first wave had barely passed when the second wave pushed through, one wave was higher than the other and there was no end to it.

Even though there was only a distance of five steps between the two, but the man in green took ten over steps before he was right in front of Ling Chongxiao.

”No matter how far the Western Paradise, there will be a time when thunder is heard.”

What more with this little distance between them.

The closer the man in green was, the higher the pressure got.

When he was only a step away, he shook his shoulders – the way a butterfly would before flying off. It was as though he was fighting off the windstorm, and exhausting the last of his psyche.

He extended his right hand and turned it into sword finger. It was extremely sharp.

With his martial art skills, his sword finger would not lose out to a real sword forged from pure iron.

His sword was traceless, like how it was hard to dodge away from the horn of a mountain goat, it was tough to dodge from his sword.

Before Ling Chongxiao could strike with his palm, the man in green had sealed the Lao Gong point located in the middle of his palm.

With that, the man in green sent the sword aura right through Ling Chongxiao's arm. This would break the meridians in his arm and paralyzed him.

However, when Ling Chongxiao was halfway through with his strike, his arm softened. It snaked through the sword finger and wrapped itself around the man in green's wrist.

The man in green was gambling when he decided to get closer to Ling Chongxiao with the impressive movement of the ”Butterfly in the Storm”, there was no way he was giving up at this point.

Green light busted out of his eyes, his glare was like a brightly lighted green lamp.

Fresh blood dripped out of his eyes, while the green light shone on Ling Chongxiao.

It was as if a gust of wind came through. All of a sudden, the lively brows of Ling Chongxiao got frozen.

Shen Lian noticed that the man in green was trying to freeze Ling Chongxiao for a short second, at the expense of inflicting severe damage to his own spirit.

The time to end the battle had come, and the man in green would never lose his only shot at victory.

It was as though he prepared himself for it, his struck with his left hand, and went along with the tides of the battle.

The palm method was known as ”retrieving chestnut from the fire”.

As if the target was in the fire, one had no choice but to strike the opponent at his Achilles' heel with the speed of lightning.

To successfully cultivate this palm method, one must imagine that one's hand was on fire; there must be zero hesitation and one must attack without reserve.