Chapter 212: Tiger Dragon Subduing Staff (1/2)

Jiang Li put away the isolation moss in the room, pushed open the door, and left the refinement room.

Outside, there was indeed still that familiar noise everywhere.

This Benevolent Travel Temple was indeed a large sect that specialized in body refinement.

Every day, there were all kinds of attacks. It was more than ten times more lively than a construction site.

It was even more exaggerated than when Jiang Li and the other disciples were cultivating.

At this moment, a young novice monk beside him saw Jiang Li come out and immediately went up to greet him with clasped hands.

”Senior Brother Jiang, Elder He and Uncle-Master Le Chi are waiting in the Dragon Tiger Courtyard. Senior Brother, please follow me.”

Jiang Li looked at the sky. He had been refining the sword embryo for half a day, so he did not know what Elder He and Senior Brother Xiang were doing.

”Thank you, Junior Brother.”

Jiang Li did not doubt him. After thanking him, he followed the young novice monk all the way to the Dragon Tiger Courtyard.

Before he entered, waves of cheers sounded from inside. This voice sounded familiar to Jiang Li. In the past, when he was fighting with his fellow disciples in the Demon Vanquishing Hall, the onlookers basically shouted like this.

He pushed open the door and entered the Dragon Tiger Courtyard. In the middle of a training ground, he saw Senior Brother Xiang Yuanba, who had already swelled up to become a tower of muscles.

It was quite common for body cultivation methods like this to increase one's size and strength. Among the ten individual cultivators, at least four or five had similar methods.

For example, the person opposite Senior Brother Xiang was also about 2.78 meters in size. His muscles were bulging, just like a golden balloon.

Jiang Li was also a body cultivator, so he naturally possessed such an ability. Moreover, it was an ancient inheritance he obtained from the Scripture Imparting Hall.

However, the appearance of using such a secret technique was really ugly. As far as Senior Brother Xiang Yuanba was concerned, if not for the obvious characteristics of the blood tattoos on his body, Jiang Li would definitely not have recognized him.

Moreover, while increasing his strength and physique, it would also restrict his speed and agility. To Jiang Li, it was hard to say if it would strengthen or weaken him, so he had not used it many times until now.

”Master, I'm here.”

”Greetings, Dharma Master Le Chi.”

Jiang Li walked to Elder He's side. After greeting them, he looked at the situation on the field.

However, he really did not understand the situation.

Senior Brother Xiang, who had swelled to about three meters tall, stood opposite the monk who was only half a head shorter.

They did not move or dodge. They just stood where they were, taking turns to punch.

Behind them were shattered fragments of the clay jar.

It could be seen that behind the two of them, there were quite a few water vats, but at this moment, there were only three or four left behind.

”Make some preparations. It's your turn next.”

Elder He sat on the chair very calmly and tilted his head to speak to Jiang Li.

As Elder He had already spoken to him regarding the competition on the way here, Jiang Li was not surprised.

However, what kind of battle method was this?

”Alright, Master. However, what's going on?”

Jiang Li could roughly guess that those water vats and clay jars were not just for decoration, but as for their exact use, he was unable to understand the exact rules of this competition in a short period of time.

”This is Benevolent Travel Temple's body cultivation literary battle. Take a look and understand.”

Boom!

It was Monk Fa Cheng's turn again.

A fist the size of a millstone shot out and directly collided with Senior Brother Xiang Yuanba's abdomen.

Jiang Li was speechless. What kind of literary battle was this?

Senior Brother Xiang took this punch firmly. A thick force penetrated his body and directly shattered two of the water vats behind him.

A small crack appeared on the ground beneath Senior Brother Xiang's feet. The crack continuously spread backwards, containing the force that he had diverted into the ground.

As for the spreading force, one of it happened to reach the bottom of the last water vat.

With a sound, a crack immediately appeared on the wall of the jar. Water seeped out of the crack and flowed to the ground.

It was so close to shattering.

”Haha, Old He, it seems that your disciple is in danger.”

Dharma Master Le Chi and Elder He were old friends. In the past, the two sides were still on par.

However, not only could the Beast Blood Diagram increase one's strength, it could also accelerate one's cultivation. Slowly, after Dharma Master Le Chi began to fall behind, the gap between the two sides was already very obvious.

If he could not win, then he could only let his disciple shoulder the expectations. Now that Fa Cheng had the upper hand, he was naturally very proud.

This so-called literary battle was a competition developed by the body cultivators of Benevolent Travel Temple.

The literary battle was not like an ordinary fight, where one party had to fall to the ground to determine the winner.

This ”literary battle” was a competition of five aspects, 'fist, defense, control, deflect, and movement'.

Just like this moment, they were competing in the body cultivator's strength deflection technique.

The two of them stood facing each other and attacked each other without moving their feet. The standard for victory was not one party falling to the ground, but the water vat behind the other party.

The first to shatter all the water vats behind the other party was victory.

This special form of competition was not a competition of strength. Instead, it was to use the body as much as possible to withstand the force and transmit the energy evenly.

If the impact blocked by the body was too small, the shock wave would directly shatter a large number of water vats. If the strength deflection technique was not good enough, and the force transmitted to the ground was not uniform enough, the water vats would also explode.

Senior Brother Xiang's strength should not be inferior to his opponent, but he was not used to this kind of fighting style, and he still fell into a disadvantage.

At this moment, Jiang Li noticed that the blood tattoo on Senior Brother Xiang's right arm began to emit a faint red glow.

It was a mighty lion with a mane. His arms, which were thicker than pillars, swelled again. With a heavy lion roar, he hammered over.

Roar!

When the fist collided with the air, a lion-like roar sounded.

A fist smashed into Monk Fa Cheng's body. Before the other party could divert his strength, the surging force of the fist transformed into a lion's head that penetrated his body. Then, the lion's head exploded into surging sound waves that carried his fist force out.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Five consecutive explosions sounded.

When it came into contact with the lion roar sound wave that carried the force of the fist, the four water vats behind Monk Fa Cheng instantly exploded.

However, other than that, the cracked vat behind Senior Brother Xiang actually could not withstand the aftershock and shattered into several pieces.

A draw!

Elder He, who was seated, seemed to heave a sigh of relief. Clearly, even he did not want to lose to his old friend.

After the two of them left, practically all the monks present placed their gazes on Jiang Li.

Golden light flickered in all their eyes. Clearly, all the monks present wanted to challenge him.

After all, Benevolent Travel Temple valued their reputation as the strongest sect in the Great Mountain Region. On the other hand, Elder He's small lineage could be compared to them in the cultivation world.