Chapter 303 5 Thunder Secrets
The power of thunder magic lies in its almost unrivaled destructive force, as well as its extremely masculine and strong nature, which naturally restrains ghost-like skills.
The second junior brother’s path is very orthodox. To use the words of his previous life, when I’m at level one, I send a small wave, when I’m at level two, I send a big wave, and when I’m at level ten, I send a super big wave.
In short, just use force to defeat cleverness. If you cannot beat the opponent, it proves that your wave, no, thunder magic is not powerful enough.
In a word, the muscular brother in the world of cultivation.
So the sword fight in Longhu Mountain sounds like that, but when a real fight breaks out it's like two thunders, you hit me and I strike you, to see who can't withstand it first.
However, this Qi Buyou really deserves the title of eldest brother, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a genius that only appears once in a century.
He realized that fighting with waves was a very childish and energy-wasting way of fighting. No matter how strong you were, it was useless if you couldn't hit anyone.
So he refined his footwork in a very special way.
Zhao Yushu almost couldn't help cheering. The fine lightning did not attack his second junior brother, but directly penetrated into his own body. Under the stimulation of the lightning, his muscles burst out with a speed far beyond that of a cultivator of this level.
Although fleeting glimpses are good, they are of a low grade after all, and they are okay for maneuvering in a small range, but they are a bit powerless if you need to burst out.
Qi Buyou's footwork perfectly made up for this.
Thunder Step!
With a roar, Zhao Yushu disappeared from the spot, leaving behind only the spiritual energy that was disturbed by the high speed and the piercing sonic boom.
The second thunderbolt from the second junior brother missed without any suspense, and then he found that the eldest senior brother, who should have been several feet away from him, was already in front of him.
The peach wood sword chopped down, and the second senior brother shouted angrily and rolled on the ground to avoid it, looking extremely embarrassed.
However, he only dodged the peach wood sword, but could not dodge the fine, ubiquitous thunder emanating from the sword.
Dense lightning formed an electric net and covered the second junior brother.
The second junior brother suddenly twitched, and even a few tiny wisps of green smoke came out of his body.
The monks of Mount Longhu are experts in thunder magic, but that doesn't mean they can withstand the thunder themselves. After all, no one has ever heard of any Shushan swordsman who is invulnerable to swords and spears.
Except for Qi Buyou, who is a weirdo, few disciples of Longhu Mountain would use lightning to strike themselves for fun all day long.
If Zhao Yushu had pressed on with his victory at this moment, theoretically he would have had a 100% chance of winning the sword fight within three moves, but he didn't.
He was not even 50% sure, because Changsheng said that his second junior brother was going to cheat.
The most effective time to cheat is when you think you have a sure win, and that is also when you are most relaxed.
Zhao Yushu only had 30% of his energy left to barely get up and hide on his second junior fellow apprentice. The other 70% was on another person.
His own master, his second junior fellow apprentice's biological father, the contemporary Zhang Tianshi.
In this era where whether one can awaken and become a cultivator depends entirely on luck, the probability of both father and son being cultivators is frighteningly low. Zhang Tianshi has only this one precious son, and his talent is not bad. If Qi Buyu did not exist, he would most likely be able to succeed his father's position as Tianshi.
This is the position of Heavenly Master, which is as good as that of the emperor, and even slightly better. Can he really be so selfless as to give it to an outsider?
The second disciple's eyes flickered a little. The opportunity just now was perfect. Why didn't the eldest brother take action?
Could it be that he is really a very humble gentleman, who would give himself a little face and let his junior fellow apprentice use his strength in such a good opportunity?
But he was so fast just now that he disappeared just as I started to strike the second heavenly thunder, and I had no time to change direction or even stop.
What was that dense electric grid just now? Why didn't Dad teach me?
The old Taoist priest had a blank expression on his face. He showed neither dissatisfaction with his son's failure nor satisfaction with the strength of his beloved disciple.
There was cheering from the audience; Qi Buyu enjoyed unimaginable popularity among his fellow disciples.
The second junior brother stood up, took several deep breaths, and slowly placed the wooden sword on the ground.
Zhao Yushu, or Qi Buyou, knew this move, one of the unique skills of Longhu Mountain, Yin Yang Thunder.
When it is triggered, the sky will be struck by dragon-like yang thunders, which will attack, while the ground will be blocked by snake-like yin thunders.
Once you are entangled by the Yin Thunder, you will be paralyzed, twitching and frozen for a moment like the second junior brother just now, and then the Yang Thunder will hit you on the head and give you a set of ashes.
This move is extremely powerful and difficult to defend against. Its only drawback is that it consumes too much energy and cannot be sustained.
Zhao Yushu had no idea how to crack it.
If I could grab Second Junior Brother before he makes a move, take a Thunder Step, rush forward and knock him down with a punch, that would be considered a solution.
But this is a sword fight, and not allowing the opponent to attack is a bit too much. Even if you win, it would be an unfair victory.
I am the eldest brother Qi Buyou, the future Heavenly Master, so my status should at least not be lower than Gu Changfeng.
The Yin-Yang Thunder has already taken shape. With the same level of cultivation, Zhao Yushu seems to have no other choice except to use the same moves to confront it head-on or return to the vulgar routine of fighting against the waves.
And if the genius Qi Buyou was forced into a draw by his junior brother using the same moves, he would lose.
The second apprentice brother sneered, "Draw? Dream on!"
As long as Qi Buyu also uses the Yin-Yang Thunder, he will use the back-up plan he had prepared long ago to defeat him in an instant and humiliate him.
Even if he was later found out to have cheated, even if he was punished, the myth of Qi Buyou's invincibility had been shattered and his image had been ruined.
A god cannot shed blood.
The second junior brother couldn't help but shout out loud, as if even the heavens felt his determination and courage. Thunder roared and struck Zhao Yushu inch by inch. The lightning pillars as thick as buckets were filled with a violent and destructive aura.
Do you dare to move? Qi Buyou! The poisonous snakes underground have completely locked you. If you dare to move a step, you will have to endure the pain of being bitten by the Yin lightning. Even if you use lightning to temper your body every day, it won't last long.
And for me, it is enough for me to hold you for just a moment.
The second junior brother's face was already filled with the joy of victory.
Qi Buyou, you shouldn't be so arrogant. Let me take action.
Master Zhang narrowed his eyes and wondered what his eldest disciple was going to do.
The momentum of his son's Yin-Yang Thunder has already been built. Even if Qi Buyu also uses it now, it will be difficult to offset the attack head-on. The ground is covered with Yin-Yang Thunder, and his lightning-fast footwork may not be able to escape the blockade of Yin-Yang Thunder. What else can he do?
Yang Lei was less than ten feet away from Zhao Yushu.
The entire stands were as quiet as a ghost cave. Changsheng clenched his fists, extremely nervous.
Zhao Yushu let out a breath, then slowly raised the wooden sword, as if a huge weight was on the tip of the sword.
His left hand raised its sword finger and slowly pointed to the ground, as if there was an invisible object pressing down on it.
The sword was raised very slowly, and the fingers were lowered very slowly.
When the fingers fell, the Yin thunder all over the ground was forced to disperse in all directions, as if an invisible circle was expanding outward.
Another yang thunder struck down, but it did not fall to the ground, instead it exploded in mid-air.
The second junior brother's smile froze on his face.
Zhang Tianshi frowned deeply.
Zhao Yushu's forehead was covered with sweat. He pointed one sword to the sky and the other to the ground.
Heaven and earth don't match...