Home With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 1173 - 703: Tai Chi Spear Reverses Yin and Yang, Demon Dragon Erupts to Shatter the Heavens! (Part 2)

With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal

Chapter 1173 - 703: Tai Chi Spear Reverses Yin and Yang, Demon Dragon Erupts to Shatter the Heavens! (Part 2)
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Chapter 1173: Chapter 703: Tai Chi Spear Reverses Yin and Yang, Demon Dragon Erupts to Shatter the Heavens! (Part 2)

The spear spun in his hand, with the spearhead forming an endless Tai Chi Yin Yang Fish Diagram, meeting the comet-like attack.

Bam!

The dragon claw accurately struck the shaft of the spear, releasing a deep crimson magma-like light through the gaps between the fingers. Meng Chuan’s face changed, being pushed back uncontrollably by immense force.

He flew straight back a thousand meters, only stabilizing himself by thrusting the spearhead into the ground. His right arm, gripping the spear, was slightly numb as he stared at Servis Long in shock.

Only now did Meng Chuan understand why this person was so arrogant.

"Such terrifying strength..."

It reminded him of Shaolin’s Liao Huo.

The two had sparred privately, and Servis Long’s strength definitely rivaled his!

As for who was stronger, he couldn’t say.

He had never gone all out against Liao Huo, and perhaps Servis Long hadn’t either, as this was just a casual punch from him...

Staring at the approaching Servis Long again, Meng Chuan’s gaze was particularly grave.

At this moment, he truly entered a state of feeling like he was facing a formidable enemy.

"So, your spear technique? Show it, your phony skill..."

Long approached again but did not immediately attack, instead speaking.

His gaze seemed indifferent to win or lose.

Facing such contemptuous words, Meng Chuan’s expression flickered, as he reversed his grip on the spear.

"Are you saying... that my Tai Chi Spear, practiced for twenty years, is a phony skill?"

Thoughts raced like lightning, Heart Fire surged like a tide.

Meng Chuan was enraged, Yin Yang True Gang erupted on his skin, like black and white flames blazing.

He moved, charging towards Servis Long, dragging the spear swiftly.

The halos followed from behind him, as the world faded, revealing abrupt black and white.

Twisting the Divine Weapon spearhead, it slashed diagonally, a cold gleam illuminating the sky.

One spear divides Yin and Yang!

This spear!

In front of the light curtain, Meng Chuan involuntarily sat straight.

His arms involuntarily showed tiny goosebumps, as if he could feel the might of the spear through the screen.

"True Man Taihua, truly lives up to his name..."

He pondered, what he would do to resist this spear himself.

In the blink of an eye, Meng Chuan made sense of it:

"Meet force with force, break this cold gleam with an even more fierce attack..."

...

Facing Meng Chuan’s furious strike, Servis Long laughed:

"That’s more like it!"

He slowly bent his body, clenching his fists tightly.

At this moment, the sky, transformed into Yin and Yang, began to burn fiercely, and then evaporated, ink-dyed clouds exploded into dust, extending infinitely space and time.

A deep crimson flame like magma erupted around Servis, he swung a hundred-zhang fire dragon, directly colliding with the spearhead.

He and Meng Chuan watching from behind the screen made the same choice!

In 0.01 seconds——

Boom!

An earth-shattering roar swept into waves, the dividing Yin-Yang Azure Dragon disintegrated.

The sky was irrigated with lava, fully melting into dark crimson.

"Roar——!"

The giant dragon roared, extending its left claw.

Servis Long twisted his body, stepped forward, enveloped in a massive flame, claw reaching Meng Chuan’s face, the strength so great it twisted space, the sound waves resounding like creation defiance, Meng Chuan’s long hair blowing forward stood straight toward the heavens!

Meng Chuan’s response was swift, his body flowed like water, showing remarkable resilience.

His right arm shook open, naturally rotating backward into a circle, back around, and again slashing out a spear vertical to block the dragon claw.

Clang——!

They crossed paths, sparks erupted!

Such crispness, Servis Long’s sharp claws seemed made of metal, undamaged from the collision with the divine spear!

At the moment of impact, they quickly parted like early spring melting ice rivers, fire and wood twin dragons clashing, illusions undulating and dissolving.

The crimson dragon shadow lowered its figure, imposing pressure rising instantaneously, drawing near like a phantom.

Another attack!

At three inches’ distance, fists were precise and fast.

Servis Long’s claws struck like lightning, his arms flowing seamlessly, one claw following another, pushing Meng Chuan to keep using the spear to block and retreating continuously.

He gradually kept up, starting to familiarize himself with Servis Long’s attack rhythm.

Meng Chuan danced the long spear in his hand, manipulating Yin and Yang, using the spear hilt to block a claw, spear tail lifted to overhead, counter-attacking, spearhead spinning around in circles like revolving Yin and Yang, surprisingly resisting the opponent’s fierce attack!

Such is the Tai Chi Spear Technique, its essence lies in defensive counter-striking by exerting and borrowing force.

The cycle of attack and defense forms a Yin-Yang cycle, like waves ebbing and flowing, hiding stronger force ready to emerge.

"Not bad!"

Keeping a close eye on the light curtain, Meng Chuan’s eyes shone brightly.

Scrutinizing seriously, his interest piqued, he even wanted to wield the Demon Dance himself.

This spear technique is excellent, suitable for him!

Celestial Dragon Breaking City is too intense, this is perfect to balance, two techniques, one attacking one defending.

On the light curtain above, the two continue their murderous exchange at speeds surpassing sound waves.

Servis Long charged like an unmatched Berserker, the ground beneath his feet tattered, continuously advancing in attack, dragon claws tearing air easily, repeatedly aiming at Meng Chuan’s vital spots.

Meng Chuan dared not be careless.

Even one misstep, he believed the flashing dark red claw tips would easily tear apart his protective True Gang!

The spear flipped, each slash and sweep precisely blocking.

By now, each strike when launched burst at speeds exceeding six thousand meters per second, barely able to fend off Servis Long’s fierce offensive!

Time passed, Meng Chuan’s gaze brightened, seemingly grasping the rhythm of the opponent’s brutal attack.

The spear shot out once more, progressively shifting from defense to borrowing force to counterattack!

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