Chapter 165: Battling Daoist Xian
Translator: Tim Editor: - -
If Hu Qius whips were an onslaught of whip shadows, then Daoist Xians whip was a screen of whips. Not only did it seal Ye Mos front, back, and lateral sides, but it also brought a strong oppressive feeling.
Comparatively, Hu Qius whips were childs play.
Ye Mo was sure that if he was still Stage Two Chi Gathering, he would meet his end. This persons whip was too strong, and he was someone who truly cultivated out inner qi. His inner qi was on par with Ye Mos chi. It could be said that other than Ye Mos identity as a spirit chi cultivator and could use some magic, then he was worse than this Daoist Xian in other aspects.
This was because Daoist Xian hadnt progressed. Ye Mo estimated that even he would be no match for Daoist Xian after he progressed.
If Ye Mo wasnt a cultivator, he could fight in close ranged battles with Daoist Xian; however, he was indeed a cultivator. Fighting with this Daoist Xian in close range was fighting with a shortcoming to the opponents strength.
Ye Mos fists surged with chi and hit out tens of strikes. The fist winds struck with the screen of whips, creating cracking sounds. Daoist Xian took a few steps back and looked at Ye Mo in shock. He didnt expect that Ye Mo could stop his whips containing chi with just his fists.
The young man looked only in his 20s, so even if he started to train in his mothers womb, he couldnt be a match to him.
Ye Mo struck back Daoist Xian and also took a few steps back. This Daoist Xian wasnt easy, but Ye Mo didnt dare to use Wind Blade and fireball now. He could only look for his chance and use the Wind Blade at that time. The moment he used it and failed, Daoist Xian would be wary. He wouldnt even think about fireball, since it would only be a waste of his chi. With this Daoists agility, there was no way his fireball could land.
The weakness of the fireball was exposed in such a battle. If Ye Mo was in Foundation Establishment, then he could casually use fireballs, and perhaps this Daoist Xian would be gone with one fireball. However, he was only Stage 3 Chi Gathering. Perhaps before he even used his second fireball, that whip would come.
With Daoist Xians experience, it was very easy to see the weakness of his fireball.
"Young man, youre very good. No wonder my two disciples would die to you. But if thats all you got, then dont even bother asking about the hidden sects. Go die with my two disciples." Then, Daoist Xian didnt even wait for Ye Mo to catch his breath before his whip turned into a black shadow striking towards Ye Mos waist.
Ye Mo just struck away Daoist Xians whip and his hand was still hurting. He knew that this whip wasnt made from ordinary material. Just as Ye Mo expected, Daoist Xians whip was made from a weapon making sect. This whip was an attacking magical artefact.
Looking at Daoist Xians whip looming over, Ye Mo frowned. He thought that he should prepare a weapon for himself. Otherwise, he would be fine with ordinary people, but against this Daoist or someone similar to him, he was at a disadvantage.
Bang! Bang! Ye Mos fists struck the whip.
Although his spirit sense was strong, this Daoist Xians movements were extremely rapid. As soon as Ye Mo knew where the whip would come, it had already come.
Seeing Ye Mo deflect his whip for the second time, Daoist Xians sneered. He also saw Ye Mos disadvantage and he didnt believe that Ye Mo had more inner chi than his decades of training.
When Daoist Xians second whip was stopped by Ye Mo, he didnt even pull the whip back. The whip turned in mid air and attacked for the third time. It seemed to Ye Mo there was only one whip shadow, but luckily Ye Mo had spirit sense. Although the use of spirit sense was very little when fighting with someone like Daoist Xian, it still had some use.
Before this whip even hit Ye Mo, there was a searing feeling coming from it. Ye Mos spirit sense had noticed that this whip was thicker than the other two.
Ye Mo immediately knew this was Daoist Xians killing blow and focused.
The feeling this whip gave Ye Mo was that the center of weight wasnt at the middle of the whip but at the handle. If he attacked the middle of the whip like he did before, he would be helping Daoist Xian to make the whip attack himself with greater power. In that case, it would be like fighting with himself and Daoist Xian.
Ye Mos eyes grew cold; this Daoist Xian was so sinister. If he didnt have spirit sense, perhaps he wouldve fallen into the trap. Once he was hit by such a powerful whip, he couldnt even think how he was going to take on the next attack.
Luckily, although he was a Dao Cultivator, he didnt drop his martial arts. He could even use his qi into martial arts. Otherwise, he would lose with just his stage 3 chi gathering.
When the searing whip came, Ye Mo suddenly struck out his fist towards the middle of the whip. Daoist Xians eyes were filled with joy. There was contempt at the corner of his mouth, and he thought no matter how strong Ye Mo was, he was still going to drink his piss.
But suddenly, he felt something wasnt right. Although Ye Mo struck his whip, he didnt feel anything on it. Or perhaps, Ye Mos hand didnt even touch his whip, what was this?
Daoist Xian wouldnt believe that Ye Mo could tell where the force of his whip was at. He was already half a step into Earth Level. Not even an Earth Level fighter would be sure to tell where the power of his whip was, so how could Ye Mo see it?
But what made him more shocked happened, Ye Mo suddenly disappeared into thin air.
Daoist Xian was very confident in his whip. He sealed all of Ye Mos escape routes forcing Ye Mo to clash with him, so how could Ye Mo disappear?
Then, immediately after, Daoist Xian found Ye Mo. He seemed to have used something to go invisible, but Ye Mo couldnt hide his inner qi waves from him.
In that moment of hesitation, Daoist Xians whip slowed a little, and just at that point in time, Ye Mo had grabbed the handle of the whip.
"Suicidal." Daoist Xian sneered. He didnt know how Ye Mo found out, but even if he did, grabbing the handle of the whip was suicide.
Just when Daoist Xian wanted to use more inner qi as he kicked towards Ye Mo, he felt a certain coldness. Amongst the heat of his searing whip, there was a sudden gust of coldness that made him shiver.
He had fought countless people and knew that any bad premonition could make him lose his life. Daoist Xian was a careful person and could no longer care about Ye Mo. He wanted to retreat as soon as possible.
But then immediately, his two legs felt cold.
Not good! Daoist Xian immediately knew he was struck by some projectile. What was it though? Even he couldnt notice it! Even if he couldnt block ordinary projectile, he could still feel it. However, the projectile this young man used today wasnt something he could notice. He only felt some coldness on his leg.
Drop! Daoist Xian suddenly lost his balance and fell to his ground. What made his heart shiver was that he found both his legs were cut off by something sharp and fell aside far away.
Under such shock and anger, Daoist Xians hand loosened, and his whip fell into Ye Mos hands.
Ye Mo took a careful look at the whip. It was indeed not bad; even the materials were good, and he couldnt tell what it was made from.
Daoist Xian quickly stopped the bleeding in fear. Even now, he still didnt know what Ye Mo used to cut off his legs.
Ye Mo looked at his hand from which a layer of skin came off. Blood even seeped out of it. He casually put away the whip, looked at Daoist Xian and said, "Youre very strong, the strongest opponent I have faced. Youre not the one who injured me the most, but youre not bad."
"What projectile did you use? And where did you put the whip?" Daoist Xian had regained his composure.
Ye Mo sneered. "You still have the mood to care about that? Lets talk about where you planted my Silver Heart Grass, so I wont get angry."
Daoist Xian didnt expect that despite him having the upper hand, he somehow had his legs severed in the turn of an eye, and he was now someone so vulnerable.
Daoist Xian had regained his calm and knew that he had no way out of this young mans hands.
After staying silent for a while, he calmly said. "If the moment I felt that coldness I jumped up or took the whip back to defend, youre projectile wouldnt be able to reach me?"
Ye Mo smiled plainly and said, "Indeed, that way, I wouldnt be able to hit you."
"Then why didnt you use your projectile to hit my arms? Even if I took the whip back, wouldnt you have much greater chance of cutting my hands off?" Daoist Xian was full of regret. He didnt think that frosty wind would be so scary. If Ye Mo just used that frosty wind projectile to hit his arms, although he would lose one arm, he would probably have greater chance of surviving.
"Because I dont want you to go, as long as you cant move, it would be easier for me to kill you." Ye Mo didnt originally expect his Wind Blade to be able to cut off Daoist Xians legs. He just wanted Daoist Xians legs to be injured so his fireball would be effective. He didnt expect that this Daoist Xian didnt even take back his whip to block the Wind Blade.
Then, Ye Mo used a fireball which struck Daoist Xians broken legs. Under the fire, it immediately turned into nothingness.
Seeing Ye Mo could use a fireball so easily, Daoist Xians face was now full of extreme terror. He didnt feel such terror when he knew he was going to die. After a moment, he said, "Just who are you?"
Strongest Abandoned Son Chapter 165
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