252 Power of Light
âThe righteous path of heaven and earth is indestructible. Only speed canât break it. Whatâs the use of stacking up a pile of turtle shells? Arenât you destined to be broken by my sword?â
He Changqing, who was filled with pretentious airs, stepped forward. He was clearly panting heavily from exhaustion and sweating profusely, but he still deliberately smoothed his hair and straightened his back, appearing very gentlemanly.
Xuan Buzheng turned around and said expressionlessly, âBut youâre a step too late. Your sharpness is destined to be always short of breaking through my defense.â
Song Shi wanted to laugh when he heard that. One of them attacked while the other defended. They were born to be sworn enemies.
He Changqingâs eyebrows twitched and he said disdainfully, âI just didnât want to climb up like a certain someone who was crawling up like a dog.â
Song Shi saw sparks shooting out of their eyes which collided violently in the air as both glared at each other.
In the end, the two of them did not fight because they were too tired. How could they still have the strength to fight after climbing for so long?
He Changqing glanced at Song Shi and sat on the ground with a smile. He cupped his fists and said, âI was wrong previously. Brother Song is really amazing.â
âI also think Iâm very powerful.â
Song Shi nodded. He couldnât be polite when talking to this guy. He had to be pretentious when he had to. Otherwise, he would be taken advantage of by the other party.
He Changqing felt like he had been choked. This was the first time he had met someone so impolite.
He glanced at Qian Wuji, âIâm too tired. Iâll recuperate for a while.â
He wasnât in a hurry to retrieve his treasure. He sat cross-legged on the ground and immediately began his restoration.
Having learned his lesson, he did not give Song Shi any chance.
âThis guy, is there a need to guard against me? You make it seem like Iâm going to snatch your things.â
Song Shi pursed his lips. The other partyâs actions were indeed wise. This was because he was restricted by the rules and could not take the supreme treasure again unless someone else took it.
From this, it could be seen that Qian Wuji was too arrogant. He thought that his identity was strong enough that Song Shi would not dare to snatch from him. In the end, he met someone who did not play according to his plan.
The top of the Immortal opportunity platform fell silent again. Song Shi leisurely looked at the divine technique he acquired.
An hour later, the princess of Li Nation, who had interacted with Song Shi before, walked up. Her clothes were drenched in sweat and stuck to her body, accentuating her beautiful figure.
Song Shi, who was reading, was distracted. He sized up the girl with admiration and said with a smile, âYour figure is really not bad. Whatâs your name?â
âFeng Wu.â
When the woman saw Song Shiâs nonchalant expression, she said enviously, âYoung Master, itâs good that you came first. With the spiritual rain as a reward, you can recover fast.â
Song Shi burst with joy at being called Young Master. How long had it been? Ever since he joined the Heavenly Ghost Sect, people had just been calling him Old Ghost. How could that be better than being called Young Master?
Song Shi smiled and patted the ground beside him.
âYoung Master is really generous. Youâre even willing to let me take a look at such a divine technique.â
Smiling, Feng Wu walked over gracefully and sat down next to Song Shi, bringing with her a nice fragrance.
Song Shi sized up Feng Wuâs voluptuous figure from a close distance. Her skin was so rosy that it looked as if water could drip from it. She looked so tired that he couldnât help but pity her.
Her long eyelashes fluttered and her beautiful eyes sparkled. âThank you for your kind intentions, Young Master. Iâm a woman and am not suitable to cultivate such domineering martial arts. Itâs better for Young Master to take a look by himself.â
âIâm quite suitable. Brother Song, can you show me?â
Xuan Buzheng interrupted shamelessly.
âYouâre ugly. I donât want to show you.â
Song Shi replied angrily and lowered his head to ignore him.
Xuan Buzheng pursed his lips. âHe is really horny. Let me get my sister to try later.â
At this moment, there were already five people on the stage, reaching the average level of previous years.
Song Shi could also roughly tell that among this generation of young people, the young royals of Qian, Li, Shui, and Sword Kingdom should be the strongest.
When he finished reading the AcalanÄtha Body, no one came up again. They were all waiting for the final sprint after restoring their strength.
âTake it.â
Song Shi threw the golden book to Xuan Buzheng.
The latter was surprised, âYouâre really giving it to me?â
âItâs not like this can only be practiced by one person. It doesnât matter if I give it to you. It depends on whether you dare to take it or not.â
Song Shi glanced at Qian Wuji, whose face was twitching with anger, with a playful expression.
He was also dragging Xuan Buzheng down with him. This way, he may be able to gain someone useful in the future.
Xuan Buzheng was a little cold on the outside but passionate on the inside. He was not a bad person and was also the crown prince. He would be good support if Song Shi were to fight against Qian Wuji.
âWhy wouldnât I dare? I was originally interested in this AcalanÄtha too.â
Xuan Buzheng took it generously, âAfter cultivating it, my defense should be able to improve again and become more perfect.â
He Changqingâs heart skipped a beat. He opened his eyes and glanced at Xuan Buzheng.
If this fellow cultivated the AcalanÄtha Body, it would really be difficult to injure him in the future.
He was a little tempted. Should he ask to borrow it? It wasnât this guyâs anyway.
âRemember that you owe me a favor. In the future, if you have anything of the same level, remember to show it to me.â
Song Shi said casually. He closed his eyes and tried to cultivate this AcalanÄtha Body.
âUm, can I owe you a favor too?â
He Changqing still spoke shamelessly.
âAre you guys done?!â
Qian Wuji roared angrily. Didnât these guys care about his feelings? They actually passed down his cultivation technique in front of him.
âNot done.â
Song Shi replied and said to He Changqing, âI can show you, but I also want the inheritance of the Sword Sage.â
He Changqing was silent. After thinking for a moment, he nodded, âNo problem.â
After deciding to exchange the inheritance with Song Shi, He Changqing was no longer worried that Song Shi would snatch it. He stood up, took out the ancient sword, and began to absorb the information inside.
Feng Wu still didnât move, as if she wasnât in a hurry.
After this, no one came up for a short period of time.
The first round of summit had ended. The other top geniuses sat on the steps to recover.
It was less than a day until the end. The others could still try one last time.
Song Shiâs mind was already immersed in the AcalanÄtha Body technique. This cultivation technique was not only a body tempering technique, but it also possessed powerful divine powers. It was a comprehensive cultivation technique.
The Unmovable Emperor Ming was the Bodhisattva of the Buddhist Sect was the creator of this technique. His status was noble, hence his cultivation technique was naturally elite. It was not a problem for him to become an immortal or Buddha if he cultivated accordingly.
This cultivation technique had similar characteristics to Buddhist cultivation techniques. It was very difficult and cultivation was slow.
However, after carefully comparing it with the Imperishable Golden Body, he realized that the Imperishable Golden Body was still more difficult. The latterâs requirements were too high, and every realm was in pursuit of perfection.
The AcalanÄtha Body focused more on the cultivation of the Buddhist Dharma. Although it valued the body, it valued cultivating the mind more. There were some concepts that he did not agree with.
He planned to mainly absorb some of the essence and cultivate his own divine power. He did not plan to spend too much time perfecting it.
As he cultivated, a circle of white light slowly appeared on his body. It was released from his heart and floated behind his head, forming a circle of light. For a moment, he really looked like a Buddha.
âThis guy entered the Beginner realm so quickly?â
Xuan Buzheng, who was still pondering, was stunned. This cultivation technique was giving him a headache, yet the other party found the trick after reading it once, making him seem a little stupid.
Buzz buzz!
The Void trembled, and the power in Song Shiâs body transformed into a pure power of light. His entire personâs temperament changed drastically. If not for the fact that he looked too young, it would definitely not be a problem for him to pretend to be an eminent monk.
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