“Are you… out of your mind?”
Young Master Lei was somewhat confused by Qu Qingyan’s fighting style.
“How dare you insult me?!”
Qu Qingyan was furious. She turned and swept her spear at him, her speed incredibly fast.
This time, Wan Lei didn’t dodge. Of course, it was also difficult to dodge. The Sword Immortal Dharmakaya was too large, and the distance to the opponent was too close. Dodging hastily could easily lead to an accident.
Besides, he also wanted to see how strong the opponent truly was.
Boom!!!
His body flying backward and crashing into the formation told him just how strong the opponent’s power was.
“Hmph, why aren’t you dodging anymore? If you were a man, you’d fight me fair and square, not like a rat.”
Wan Lei instantly retracted his Sword Immortal Dharmakaya, spreading his wings behind him.
He could tell that this young woman possessed great strength and profound cultivation, but she lacked adaptability and was too straightforward. She likely had little combat experience.
Against someone like her, brute force was unnecessary. Wan Lei had countless ways to play with and defeat her.
Wan Lei summoned the thunderclouds, and the vast dark clouds instantly enveloped the sky.
Qu Qingyan looked up, not particularly surprised.
It was common knowledge that lightning cultivators could condense thunderclouds.
“Are you ready? Taste the might of my thunderclouds!”
Young Master Lei sneered.
“Bring it on!”
Boom!!!
A rumble of thunder sounded. Qu Qingyan immediately looked up, ready to block the lightning descending from above. However, there was nothing there.
At this moment, Wan Lei had already appeared behind her.
As Wan Lei executed his lightning evasion, he had already swung his hammer and arrived behind her, smashing it directly onto her back.
“Ugh…”
Qu Qingyan had no defense for her back and, caught completely off guard, was sent flying forward, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood.
“You actually attacked sneakily!”
“…Idiot.”
Young Master Lei was stunned, only managing to utter two words.
This person was truly an idiot, fighting someone but not allowing them to sneak attack?
What kind of sect rule forbade sneak attacks?
She was genuinely out of her mind.
Someone like this could actually become the sole inheritor disciple of the previous generation?
Had the Yin Yang Sect declined to this extent?
How had it lasted for fifty thousand years?
“If you have the guts, then…”
“Being able to defeat you is the greatest show of guts!”
Wan Lei sneered, flapped his wings, swung his hammer, and rapidly attacked Qu Qingyan.
Qu Qingyan roared and swept her spear towards Wan Lei.
However, Wan Lei’s mid-air figure suddenly changed direction. Then, with a deafening thunderclap, a terrifying bolt of white lightning struck down directly onto Qu Qingyan.
Metal lightning!
Qu Qingyan was once again sent crashing to the ground. Perhaps it was the peculiarity of her general’s armor that prevented her from sustaining serious injuries.
Before she could stand up again, Wan Lei extended his wings backward, and his entire body shot towards Qu Qingyan like an arrow loosed from a bow.
He punched Qu Qingyan’s back, then brought his knee up and slammed it heavily onto her spine. He then began to pummel her head with his fists.
The scene was extremely brutal and violent.
Young Master Lei was in love with this kind of violent aesthetic.
“Wan Lei!!!”
Qu Qingyan was going mad. According to the normal fighting process, after being knocked down, her opponent should have retreated, waited for her to stand up, and then commenced the next round of combat.
But who would have thought that Wan Lei would be so dishonorable, delivering a continuous barrage of attacks that left her completely bewildered?
But she was a prodigy after all. After a brief lapse, she immediately thought of a countermeasure.
“Yin Yang Dao Rhyme!”
Qu Qingyan shouted, and her internal Yin Yang domain immediately erupted, sending Wan Lei flying outward while simultaneously enveloping all the space within the formation.
“I have it too!”
Wan Lei chuckled and released his own Yin Yang Dao Rhyme, confronting hers.
However, perhaps because he had only recently learned the Yin Yang Dao Rhyme with his Nascent Soul, or perhaps because his cultivation was inferior to hers.
His Yin Yang Dao Rhyme was being pushed back step by step.
A hint of disdain appeared on Qu Qingyan’s lips. The battle had finally returned to the right track. This was the correct way to fight, trading blows with each other, move for move.
“Dao Deconstruction: Yin Yang!”
Qu Qingyan shouted again. Her domain instantly enveloped Wan Lei’s Yin Yang domain, dismantling his domain from the Eight Trigrams to the Five Elements, from the Four Symbols to Yin Yang.
Damn, I haven’t learned this move.
No, I haven’t learned any of the divine abilities performed using Yin Yang Dao Rhyme. It’s a loss, a loss.
“Yin Yang, Cultivate Seal!”
Wan Lei had seen this move before. As he saw the Yin Yang dual fish rushing towards him, he did not hesitate to dodge out of the formation.
This way, Qu Qingyan could not attack him.
Wan Lei did not plan to go back in. The opponent’s domain was formidable, and it suppressed him greatly. Fighting inside would be disadvantageous.
However, he still had other methods.
Wan Lei set up another offensive formation outside the original one. Instantly, the flames, black water, beams of light, and fierce winds within the formation, along with the lightning in the thunderclouds, assailed Qu Qingyan from all sides.
Young Master Lei had figured it out. This young woman likely hadn’t engaged in many life-or-death battles. She probably only sparred within her sect or clan.
In sparring, it was naturally a matter of one move from you and one from me, with the final outcome determined by who lost first.
Such battles didn’t depend on combat experience but on the strength of techniques and the level of cultivation.
In that sense, Qu Qingyan was indeed very strong. She probably hadn’t lost many sparring matches.
Since it wasn’t a fight to the death, everyone valued their reputation. No one would continuously dodge without fighting; they would eventually have to compare their cultivation and techniques.
In that case, Qu Qingyan would naturally win, wouldn’t she?
In contrast, Wan Lei had few opportunities for sparring since arriving in the Thunder Wind Realm. Most of his encounters were life-or-death battles, with the sole objective of killing the enemy or rendering them incapable of fighting.
He would use any means necessary to win.
Qu Qingyan was strong, but she didn’t know how to fight.
It might seem contradictory for someone strong to not know how to fight, but it was actually quite normal.
If fighting simply meant standing face-to-face and comparing who had a higher level, with the higher-level person automatically winning, then the world would be far too peaceful.
Why were disciples from mountain sects often sent down the mountain for training? Because experts who only practiced in seclusion often didn’t reach the heights one might expect.
An expert who doesn’t know how to fight is merely a showman.
No one would sit down during a battle to discuss the Dao and compare their understanding of heaven and earth.
Nor would anyone arrange with their enemy to exchange divine abilities, with neither being allowed to dodge.
This wasn’t a turn-based game.
Fighting was fighting; it was still about speed and strength.
Wan Lei had more methods, moved faster, and was stronger, so he naturally won against her.
This was perhaps a common ailment of the Yin Yang Sect.
The Yin Yang Sect was too harmonious. To put it bluntly, they were a bit too complacent.
A cultivation sect that spent all its time meditating and improving its cultivation, while neglecting the most fundamental aspect.
That aspect was that all your reliance, at its core, was still combat power.