My Master Knows It All

257: Chapter 139: A Spear Stirs the Wind and Clouds, A Knife Slices the Ends of the Earth_2 257: Chapter 139: A Spear Stirs the Wind and Clouds, A Knife Slices the Ends of the Earth_2 However, the divine skills used by this person in front of him were all unfamiliar, and they were an absolute mess.

He had an array of divine skills, and he couldn’t even discern a pattern, let alone strategize against them.

What troubled him even more was Xiang Ziyu’s protective divine power, as well as his physical strength.

His divine skill attacks hit Xiang Ziyu without much effect, but when Xiang Ziyu’s divine skills struck him, they could break through his defenses.

Before he knew it, not only the disciples from the surrounding peaks were watching, but many Peak Masters and even Elders from the Hundred Peaks Sect had also turned their attention towards the stage.

“This, can this really be a man with just one Golden Core?”

“It’s terrifying, Xiang Ziyu with a single Golden Core is actually overpowering Wu Ming with ten Golden Cores.”

“Although Wu Ming hasn’t sustained any serious injuries so far, if this continues, the injuries will become more severe, and in the end, he will still be defeated.”

“Terrifying, utterly terrifying.

Have you noticed that disciples from Four Treasures Peak are virtually unbeatable within the same cultivation realm?”

“The Ancient Immortal Body, they indeed possess the Ancient Immortal Body.

Although today, the Ancient Immortal Body is almost impossible to cultivate and is thus called a Waste Body, within the same Cultivation Realm, they’re absolutely strong enough to make others despair; otherwise, they wouldn’t be known as the Ancient Immortal Body.”

“Who knows how they managed to cultivate to the Core Formation stage; where does Four Treasures Peak get so many resources?”

“Four Treasures Peak might not have them, but didn’t Cao Zhen inherit a great legacy?

They must have broken through so much because of that legacy.”

“But even a great legacy has its limits, getting them to breakthrough to a single Golden Core is probably the utmost they could reach.”

“Right, as far as I know, apart from Yi Sheng, the four disciples of Hundred Peaks Sect with one Golden Core have been at that stage for quite some time now, and not one of them has made another breakthrough, most likely due to a lack of resources.”

“Forget whether the resources are sufficient or whether they can advance further; at the very least, they are really strong now!”

Wu Ming’s monk’s robe was now as tattered as the Begging Peak disciples’ clothes, with holes everywhere, and his once handsome face was charred black, losing all traces of his good looks.

He looked towards the sky, the falling sparks, and the endless rush of sand in the air, a ferocious expression appearing on his face.

Yaksha Transformation!

Wu Ming could forcefully perform the Yaksha Transformation even without condensing nine inner cores, let alone since he had ten.

Naturally, the Yaksha Transformation he performed would be stronger and last longer!

Now, he no longer considered the consequences of performing the Yaksha Transformation or the matches to come; the only thought in his mind was to defeat Xiang Ziyu!

“Yaksha Transformation!”

“Wu Ming has finally resorted to the Yaksha Transformation!”

From a high place, Yuan Ci unconsciously clenched his fists.

“Bang!”

A giant stone under his feet emitted a muffled sound and instantly turned into a pile of powder.

Curse Four Treasures Peak, forcing their disciple to perform the Yaksha Transformation.

Even if Wu Ming were to win, he would have no strength left for the next few days.

Damn it, damn it all!

Cao Zhen, very well, I’ll remember you!

Xiang Ziyu, facing Wu Ming who had turned into a pitch-black mass, showed not a hint of panic on his face but rather became even more excited and yelled, “Yaksha Transformation, I told you to use it earlier, but you didn’t listen.

Look, you ultimately still had to use it, didn’t you?”

Wu Ming didn’t answer Xiang Ziyu.

With a flap of the black wings behind him, he charged fiercely towards Xiang Ziyu.

Inside Xiang Ziyu, his blood burned with madness, and his fighting spirit surged to the heavens.

Fight!

He did not back down but charged towards Wu Ming head-on.

In a flash, the two were locked in combat.

Perhaps because of the Yaksha Transformation, Wu Ming felt less agile than before, but he became even fiercer, more reckless with his life.

Xiang Ziyu showed no knowledge of retreat, and even though his mana and strength were inferior to Wu Ming’s, he relied on the stronger Record of Deities and Demons divine skills and tougher defenses to forcefully resist.

The spear and staff continually collided in midair, producing a clangor of metallic sounds.

Each clashing of the Divine Weapons made his hands throb with pain.

On the other side, Wu Ming didn’t have it any easier; with every collision, his upper arms felt numb and tingly.

Nevertheless, neither of them retreated, continuing to swing their Divine Weapons wildly.

“Bang!”

Another dull sound echoed, and after a barrage of attacks, Xiang Ziyu’s Divine Weapon was knocked from his grasp, falling to the ground.

“The Divine Weapon has fallen!”

“Xiang Ziyu has dropped his Divine Weapon!”

“The outcome has been decided!”

From a higher vantage point, many people showed expressions of regret.

“He should not have engaged so rigidly.

After all, he’s only a single-Core practitioner, how could he possibly be the match for Wu Ming, with ten Cores at Great Perfection, not to mention Wu Ming has performed the Yaksha Transformation!”

“Right, he should not have engaged directly.

Even if Wu Ming is close to the Golden Core Stage, he is still at Core Formation and his Yaksha Transformation won’t last long.

As long as the duration of the Yaksha Transformation ends, Xiang Ziyu could win.”

“Retreat?

If he retreated, he would lose even faster.” Among the crowd, a Peak Master looked at Xiang Ziyu with admiration and said in a low voice, “This battle between them is about momentum.

Whoever retreats will lose their momentum.

And once one’s momentum is lost, defeat is certain.”