MM Racing Chapter 67 Each Person's Limits
Chapter 67 Each Person's Limits
The two initially engaged in a physical altercation.
Zhang Zhiwei took the opportunity to explore some of the Qi circulation routes and techniques of the Reverse Life Triple Formation.
But Li Cunzhen wasn't idle either.
From the moment Zhang Zhiwei first used the Five Thunder Orthodox Method, he had been paying attention to the direction of the powerful and unparalleled true energy within the other party's body.
The two exchanged blows several times. With each contact, Li Cunzhen channeled a tiny, inverted force field from his palm, not to attack the enemy, but to probe the way.
That wisp of force field was as thin as a spider's thread, flashing through Zhang Zhiwei's body in an instant, yet it was enough to bring back the Qi circulation route of the Five Thunder Orthodox Method.
The Crimson Palace Thunder is primarily composed of metal and fire.
These two energies are not unique to the Five Thunder Orthodox Method, but are inherently present in the heart and lungs.
However, fire goes too far and becomes raging, and metal goes too far and becomes rigid. If it weren't for the methods passed down through generations of the Celestial Master's Mansion, ordinary people would have no way of controlling these two energies.
What Li Cunzhen learned was precisely this technique of controlling the fire of the heart and the metal of the lungs.
Thinking about it.
With a thought, he imitated the route he had just learned and stimulated his heart and lungs with his inner energy.
In an instant, two auras, one gold and one red, one fiery and one sharp, appeared between his heart and lungs, giving his true energy a sharp and fierce quality.
Li Cunzhen had no idea how this true energy would evolve into thunder.
However, he can use this true energy to drive other methods to enhance its power.
In my mind.
Li Cunzhen began to use this true energy to activate the thunder magic he had learned when he first entered the sect.
Unlike the Five Thunder Orthodox Method of the Celestial Master's Mansion, which transforms one's own true energy into thunder, Li Cunzhen's thunder magic follows the path of the interaction between heaven and man, drawing upon heavenly thunder for his own use.
then.
The next moment, the sky suddenly darkened.
Above the Lu family compound, the thick clouds seemed to be parted by an invisible hand, revealing a crack in the middle.
Within the crack, lightning surged, and a ghastly white light illuminated the entire courtyard, turning it a deathly pale white.
Rumble!
The first bolt of lightning descended from the sky, but instead of striking Zhang Zhiwei, it struck Li Cunzhen directly.
This was certainly not a mistake by Li Cunzhen, but rather something he did intentionally.
The moment the thunder appeared, he pushed the Reversal of Eight Directions to its limit, causing all eight meridians in his body to tremble and connect with the Eight Trigrams of Heaven and Earth.
Layers upon layers of magnetic fields gathered around him, like a giant net to capture Lei Ting.
The lightning bolt that had just struck fell and was captured by the magnetic field, spinning around Li Cunzhen.
Followed by.
The second, the third, the fourth...
One bolt of lightning after another struck down from the clouds, but all of them were captured by the magnetic field woven from the inverted eight directions. Like white dragons bound by chains, they struggled and roared in front of Li Cunzhen, but could not break free.
The lightning grew stronger and denser.
The imprisoned lightning bolts squeezed, overlapped, and merged with each other!
In the end, it transformed into a pillar of lightning even thicker and more dazzling than the Crimson Palace Lightning in front of Zhang Zhiwei, stretching across the stage!
White lightning danced across the surface of the lightning bolt, occasionally exploding into tiny sparks that scorched and distorted the air.
It's not just that it's as big as Zhang Zhiwei.
In terms of power, this thunderbolt is enhanced by the metal of the lungs and the fire of the heart, making it extraordinary.
The heart fire represents the bones, and the lung metal represents the blade.
Under the intertwining of gold and fire, this lightning bolt not only possessed the ferocity of lightning, but also the sharpness to pierce through everything and the high temperature to burn everything.
offstage.
Even from a distance of several dozen feet, I could feel the aura of that thunder.
Some people's expressions changed drastically, and they retreated repeatedly, even knocking over several tables around them.
"This...this is something a human could create?"
No one answered.
Almost everyone was stunned by the two balls of lightning on the stage that seemed to devour everything, and they almost forgot to breathe.
Li Cunzhen stood on one side of the stage, the ten-zhang-long lightning pillar in front of him was still devouring the lightning falling from the sky. With each new lightning bolt, the lightning pillar would expand a little, showing signs of getting out of control.
He gritted his teeth, his hands trembling slightly beneath his Taoist robe.
Now he has to maintain the Reverse Life Triple to bear the burden of the thunder, weave a magnetic field to imprison the thunder by reversing the eight directions, and also has to focus on stimulating the two extremely unfamiliar Five Qi in his heart and lungs.
With all three methods working simultaneously, his internal energy was being consumed at a visible rate.
Moreover, utilizing the Qi of the heart and lungs is far more difficult than imagined.
The heart is fiery and restless, while the lungs are sharp and aggressive. These two are fundamentally incompatible. If it weren't for the unique method passed down through generations of the Five Thunder Orthodox Dharma, it would be impossible to harmonize these two conflicting energies.
Li Cunzhen did not inherit the Celestial Master's Mansion's legacy. He only glimpsed the Qi circulation route of the five Qi in the heart and lungs through a few exchanges, and then made simple imitations.
This is actually a rather dangerous move.
The fire of the heart and the metal of the lungs clashed within his body. If it weren't for the special method of the Celestial Master's Mansion mediating the conflict, he probably would have already broken all his meridians.
But even so.
He was multitasking, which was already extremely taxing on his mind and spirit. Coupled with the side effects of the Qi in his heart and lungs, he was already on the verge of exhaustion.
Just as Li Cunzhen was struggling to hold on...
Zhang Zhiwei's condition wasn't much better than his.
The Golden Light Mantra is originally an external projection technique. Golden light protects the body, making it impervious to all magic. It is a protective shield that covers the body.
Zhang Zhiwei, however, forcibly drew the golden light into his body by stimulating Shangdantian, using his divine sense to guide the golden light through his meridians and nourish his internal organs.
Despite the help of the Reverse Life Triple Technique, the burden on his mind was still terrifying.
Moreover, he was not very skilled at stimulating the upper dantian and controlling qi with his spirit.
Gradually, Zhang Zhiwei found it increasingly difficult to control the Crimson Palace Thunder in his hand.
Even the world in front of me began to blur.
offstage.
The audience was already in complete chaos.
The elders of the Lü family, the Wang family, the Wuhou Sect, the Huode Sect, and other sects all stood up at the same time, protecting their disciples behind them.
The head of the Lü family pulled Lü Ren and Lü Ci behind him, and with his hands he created a protective shield to block the invisible aftershocks in front of him.
Wang Ai was lifted behind her by the back of the neck by the head of the Wang family. Her chubby body curled up into a ball, and the candied hawthorn in her hand was nowhere to be found.
Guan Shihua squatted behind her master, covering her ears with her hands, her two pigtails being blown about by the air blast.
Zhuge Yunhui stood beside the elders of the Wuhou School, his face pale, muttering something unintelligible.
Grandpa Lu stood up, leaning on his cane. His beard and hair were blown about by the blast of air, and his eyes were fixed on the stage.
He had lived for over eighty years and had seen countless masters, but he had never seen anything like this before.
Two teenagers managed to cause such a commotion!
Grandpa Lu turned his head to look at the person beside him.
Zuo Ruotong had already stood up from her seat, her white hair flying wildly in the air currents, her face solemn, her eyes fixed on the white figure on the stage.
Zhang Jingqing also stood up, her smile completely gone, replaced by a grim expression.