Insufficient balance

  "Wind Master Uncle, your disciple's hands have been itching lately, I'd like to engage in a one-on-one duel with you, let's go out and have a chat!" Linghu Chong said loudly.

  "You little stinker, you're not very old, but your guts are quite big!" A figure suddenly appeared in front of Linghu Cong like a flash of lightning, and due to the speed being too fast, it even brought up a residual shadow.

  "You stinky little brat, you want to exchange blows with me?" The white-bearded Feng Qingyang said unpleasantly: "Don't mention you, even your so-called 'Gentleman Sword' master Yue Buqun doesn't have the qualifications to say this."

  "Master Wind, as the saying goes, 'the rear waves of the Yangtze River push forward the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach.' You've been staying in the mountains for too long, and your information is outdated. My master is no longer my opponent." Linghu Chong exclaimed excitedly: "Master Wind, let's fight!"

  Linghu Chong strode forward with the Lingbo Micro Step and directly used the Down-Dragon Eighteen Palms, shouting: "Feng Taishifu, take my palm! The Down-Dragon Eighteen Palms have no regrets!"

  Feng Qingyang, a renowned figure in the martial arts world for many years, is now a legendary character. His profound skills are immeasurable, and he rarely encounters an opponent in the current Jianghu. Seeing a young junior from Huashan dare to exchange palm techniques with him, he can't help but feel amused. With ease, he raises his palm to meet the challenge, holding back five parts of his strength to avoid accidentally injuring the junior.

  The moment their palms touched, Feng Qingyang paid the price for his underestimation. A massive force transmitted from his palm, causing Feng Qingyang to be shocked and pale. He hastily gathered all of his remaining energy into his right palm, trying with all his might to resist Linghu Chong's attack.

  It's a pity that one misstep led to complete defeat. Given Linghu Chong's current internal energy cultivation, even if Feng Qingyang had used his full strength, he wouldn't have been a match for him. Not to mention that Feng Qingyang was holding back. As a result, Feng Qingyang was sent flying seven or eight zhangs away and retreated over a dozen steps before stabilizing himself on the ground. Meanwhile, Linghu Chong stood proudly on the spot, not taking a single step back.

  Wind Clearing's eyebrows arched, her face flushed with a mixture of shame and the shock from Linghu Chong's palm strike. The latter had unleashed his unparalleled "Descending Dragon Eighteen Palms" technique, fueled by the powerful Nine Suns Divine Skill. It was not something to be easily countered. Currently, Wind Clearing's internal energy was in disarray, her entire body devoid of strength, unable to move a single limb.

  After a while, Feng Qingyang finally calmed down and suppressed the surging true energy throughout his body. He praised Linghu Cong: "I didn't expect that at your young age, your internal strength would be so powerful. Indeed, every generation produces talented people, and my era has already passed."

  "But if you want to defeat me, it's not that easy!" Feng Qingyang let out a long whistle, and an aura of invincibility spread from his body, the entire world fell silent, this was the kind of atmosphere that only the strongest masters could comprehend.

  Linghu Chong's face changed, the North Ming Divine Art and the Nine Yang Divine Art circulated throughout his body, a majestic aura burst forth from him, an atmosphere that suppressed heaven and earth pressed heavily towards Feng Qingyang.

  Rumble! The top of the Si Gu Cliff suddenly changed color, with lightning flashing and thunder booming. This was the ultimate showdown between two super masters, their vital energy and divine spirit already affecting the changes in nature.

  "Come on!"

  "Fight!"

  Two figures shot up into the sky, Wind Clear and Early Years had a strange encounter, learned the world's most powerful swordsmanship and palm technique of Dugu Qiubai, his martial arts talent was extremely high, later created a set of Splitting Mountain Palm, once fought through the martial arts world undefeated, known as the Martial Arts Legend.

  Linghu Cong is even more blessed with great luck, making him the protagonist of this era. Not only did he obtain Dugu Qiubai's unique Nine Swords of Dugu, but also the Nine Yang Divine Skill, North Ming Divine Skill, Grand Shift of Heaven and Earth, Lightness Skill, Six Meridians Divine Sword, Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, and many other extraordinary martial arts. Among them, he even absorbed and digested the sacred relic that condensed the full power of the legendary figures Xuzhu and Duan Yu, transforming it into a golden elixir within his body, breaking through the boundaries of the pre-heavenly realm to become an unparalleled, mythical-level supreme expert, surpassing even the limits of martial arts. He has become one of the few legendary figures in the history of Jianghu.

  Feng Qingyang and Linghu Chong clashed fiercely in mid-air, their battle raging from the sky to the river surface, and then onto the precipice of a cliff. The shadows of their clashing fists and feet filled the air, with punches, kicks, swordplay, palm techniques, body movements, and internal energy exploding in a spectacular display that shattered several small mountain peaks.

  In the end, Yingying's old body was weakened, and he had no strength to fight back. He was struck down by Linghu Chong with a single palm strike and completely paralyzed.

  "Master Wind, are you alright?!" Linghu Chong hastily rushed over to help Feng Qingyang up, he was really worried that his attack was too heavy and had disabled this ancestor-level character. It's worth noting that this Feng Qingyang is the guardian deity of Huashan Sect, a living fossil-like figure, although he doesn't care about the management of Huashan Sect, but as long as Huashan Sect is in danger, he will definitely take action. In the original work, Feng Qingyang was always silently guarding Huashan Sect, and once there was an irresistible external force against Huashan Sect, he would definitely take action to eliminate the enemy with his thunderous methods.

  "Hah! It's been a long time since I've had such a thrilling battle like this after my retirement!" Feng Qingyang shouted loudly, and then became somewhat sentimental: "Alas, I'm old, indeed the new generation surpasses the old. I didn't expect that Mount Hua Sect would produce someone as talented as you! It won't be long before our Mount Hua Sect replaces Lingjiu Temple's Wudang Sect as the laughingstock of Jianghu!"

  Feng Qingyang is indeed as famous as his name suggests, and he's probably already reached the peak of being an unparalleled master. Although Linghu Chong held back a bit, to be able to fight him for 300 rounds before falling due to exhaustion is truly praiseworthy.

  "It's truly unexpected, this kid Yue Buqun's martial arts skills are actually a piece of crap, yet he was able to teach someone as talented as you, it's simply the greatest miracle since ancient times."

  Linghu Chong supported Feng Qingyang to the stone bench, and Feng Qingyang sighed: "Two years ago, you were facing the wall at Si Gu Cliff, your martial arts skills were so poor that they weren't even comparable to a pile of dung. I didn't expect that in just two short years, you would reach this level. If my guess is correct, you held back in the battle just now."

  "Master Taishan, I... " Linghu Chong felt a bit embarrassed, if he didn't hold back some strength and accidentally killed him, wouldn't that be terrible?

  "You don't have to be polite, nor do you need to consider the face of this old man. At my age, I've long since looked down on these empty names; otherwise, I wouldn't be hiding out here." Feng Qingyang said with a smile to Linghu Chong.

  "My martial arts skills have already made me a rare opponent in the Jianghu, and there are only four people in this world who can match hands with me." Feng Qingyang suddenly said to Linghu Chong: "Of course, you have already surpassed that range, and my old bones are no longer your opponent."

  "Big Brother Feng, how is the boundary of martial arts evaluated in the Jianghu? As a disciple, I have been practicing for two years and haven't heard any fellow practitioners discuss this, so I'm not very clear about it." Leng Qiu asked curiously.

  "Heh heh, ordinary martial artists aren't qualified to come into contact with these things. Only when one reaches the level of a top-notch master will their seniors gradually allow them to touch upon these boundaries." Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "Two years ago you were just a stinky little kid who had just entered the second-rate realm, your master naturally wouldn't explain it to you. As for those people you met in the jianghu, they probably weren't any high-ranking individuals either, at most they were just second-rate."

  (PS: Although it's a bit late, I've finally completed the third update of my life as Xiao Pang. When you're reading, please collect it by hand, and if you have a recommendation ticket, that would be even better.)