High Damage with Left Hand

After being struck by Gu Chengyin's amplifying palm, Cui Yidao seemed like a completely different person.

The aura around him erupted like a dormant volcano suddenly coming to life. His originally restrained true qi now transformed into a berserk, hissing roar.

The calm light in his eyes faded, replaced by a pure and blazing battle intent. The whites of his eyes became covered in bloodshot veins, turning completely red.

Facing the mountain-like burly man with the giant axe ahead, not only did he not retreat in the slightest, but he acted like a fierce tiger that had just spotted its prey.

There was no probing, no circling. Sprinting forward, Cui Yidao launched himself into the sky.

In mid-air, he executed a dazzlingly swift flip, borrowing the momentum of the spin.

He poured all of his amplified, terrifying strength and burning battle intent into the long blade in his hand.

"Splitting Mount Luo!"

A furious shout exploded like a clap of thunder!

The long blade tore through the air, carrying a mournful shriek and a dazzling, cold gleam.

With the momentum to cleave mountains and shatter stones, he chopped down right at the head of the giant axe-wielding burly man!

The burly man with the giant axe obviously hadn't expected this opponent, who was clearly a tier weaker than himself.

To dare launch such a fearless, head-on assault. The sinister smile on his face instantly froze, turning into shock and fury.

In a rush, the muscles in his arms bulged as he roared, raising the giant axe from his shoulder horizontally over his head in an attempt to block.

"Clang!!!"

A deafening explosion of sound burst forth in the alleyway. The piercing sonic waves rippled outward, shaking the dust off the walls on both sides.

Under the burly man's disbelieving gaze, a terrifying force completely beyond his imagination surged through the giant axe like a flash flood or a tsunami.

His arms trembled violently, and the webbing between his thumbs and forefingers instantly split open, dripping with blood.

His combat boots forcefully slid backward on the hard bluestone ground, carving out two shockingly deep trenches.

"Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud!"

After a series of heavy and disheveled footsteps.

The burly man was actually forced back four or five meters by this single strike before he barely managed to steady his posture.

He felt his vitality churning and his internal organs shifting. The arms holding the axe were incomparably numb and sore.

He looked up in horror at his opponent.

Cui Yidao had already landed nimbly, not even taking a single step back.

He held his blade in one hand, pointing diagonally at the ground, while his other hand cracked his neck, producing a soft popping sound.

Those crimson eyes were dead-set on the giant axe-wielding man. They held not a shred of smugness from defeating a strong foe.

There was only an endless, murderous battle intent, as if that earth-shattering strike just now was merely the start of a warm-up.

Gu Chengyin, bringing Cui Zilu along, had also stepped down from the carriage by now and stood beside it.

Seeing Cui Yidao in this berserk state, he couldn't help but furrow his brows slightly.

The amplification of the breathing technique didn't just enhance his strength, but also magnified his latent battle intent?

Gu Chengyin quickly analyzed in his mind: It seems this non-attributive amplification affects emotions in multiple ways.

Shangguan Yunying had her perception amplified, while Cui Yidao had his battle intent amplified.

However, now was clearly not the time for in-depth research.

Although Cui Yidao had knocked back the strongest opponent with a single strike and had an imposing momentum.

Under the berserk amplification, his eyes were solely focused on the burly man with the giant axe, completely forgetting Gu Chengyin and Cui Zilu behind him.

This also meant that Gu Chengyin would have to face the remaining four men in black alone.

The amplification the breathing technique gives me is... rationality?

Gu Chengyin felt the condition within his body. After operating the breathing technique to apply the amplification to himself.

His thoughts became clearer and sharper, his five senses were heightened, and his strength and speed also increased.

But the most significant change was that, facing the encirclement of the four men in black.

He felt no fear in his heart, only an icy calmness, as if he were observing a chess match that had nothing to do with him.

However, a new problem arose.

Gu Chengyin realized that although he had the cultivation base of the Mid-stage Qi Refining realm and abundant true qi.

Since returning to the Divine Capital, he had been swamped with various matters and simply had no time to learn new cultivation methods.

It seemed he could only use that move.

Gu Chengyin took a deep breath and held Cui Zilu tighter in his arms to ensure her safety.

At the same time, his left hand firmly gripped the hilt of his long blade.

"Clang!"

With a clear and resonant ring, the long blade was drawn from its sheath.

The blade was narrow and long with a beautiful curvature, and a chilling luster flowed along its edge. It was clearly a fine weapon.

Gu Chengyin didn't know any blade techniques, so he could only use the most basic grip, pointing the tip of the blade diagonally forward.

His gaze calmly swept over the men in black slowly approaching from four directions.

His calmness formed a stark contrast to Cui Yidao's berserk roaring over there.

These four men in black were clearly frightened by Cui Yidao as well.

An Early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator was actually suppressing a Mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Was this reasonable?

Therefore, they were also full of dread and vigilance toward Gu Chengyin.

Who knew if this Marquis Bingjian was also hiding some trump card.

What if he suddenly went berserk like Cui Yidao?

The four looked at each other, quickly communicating through eye contact.

One of the men in black, wielding a slender rapier, seemed to be nominated as the one to test the waters.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the unease in his heart, and pointed the slightly trembling tip of his sword at Gu Chengyin.

His footwork was exceptionally cautious, inching forward bit by bit. His muscles were taut, and his true qi was ready to strike.

At the exact moment he entered what he deemed an appropriate attack range, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes!

"Flying Star from Beyond the Heavens!"

He shouted in a low voice. The true qi within his body suddenly circulated madly along a peculiar route, pouring entirely into the rapier in his hand.

And the originally slender blade seemed to suddenly elongate, splitting into several indistinguishable sword shadows of reality and illusion.

Carrying a fierce whistling sound and specks of cold starlight, it was like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, or a meteor crashing to the earth.

With a speed far exceeding ordinary thrusts and from a bizarre angle, it aimed straight for Gu Chengyin's throat and heart.

This was his ultimate trump card.

A sword technique fragment that emphasized instantaneous burst and treacherous angles.

He was confident that even if the opponent was in the Foundation Establishment realm.

Under such a full-powered burst at close range, it would be absolutely impossible to dodge in a hurry!

Then, he saw Gu Chengyin move.

There was no flashy footwork, no complicated moves, and he didn't even feel the circulation of a cultivation method.

Gu Chengyin simply flipped his wrist, and the seemingly heavy long blade in his hand.

With a speed and power so simple it was almost brutal, met that blur of phantom and real sword shadows.

He slashed horizontally at a diagonal angle.

The movement was plain and unadorned, like a woodcutter chopping wood or a farmer swinging a sickle.

A hint of smugness and ruthlessness flashed through the eyes of the man in black.

What he was using was the lost secret sword technique, Flying Star from Beyond the Heavens.

With his cultivation method operating at full capacity, the piercing power of this strike was enough to penetrate ordinary protective true qi.

How could it be blocked by this seemingly casual slash?

This Marquis Bingjian was indeed just as the rumors said, his practical combat experience was pitifully shallow!

At this point, the victor was already...

"Clang!"

A crisp yet unusually muffled sound of collision rang out, interrupting his thoughts.

The anticipated sound of the longsword breaking past the blade and piercing into flesh did not occur.

Instead, an overwhelming and irresistible tremendous force suddenly surged back along the sword!

The man in black only felt the webbing between his thumb and forefinger instantly split apart. His entire right arm felt as if it had been smashed by a siege ram, and his bones let out a groan of being overwhelmed.

The sword shadows of his proud Flying Star from Beyond the Heavens, infused with all of his true qi.

Before that simple horizontal slash, it shattered and vanished in an instant, just like a soap bubble under the sun.

Pfft!

A metallic sweetness rose in the throat of the man in black, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood. His body staggered backward uncontrollably for seven or eight steps.

He only managed to steady himself when his back slammed heavily against the alley wall.

The thrusting sword in his hand nearly flew from his grasp, the blade humming and vibrating endlessly.

His eyes widened, staring at his trembling sword in sheer terror.

Then, he abruptly raised his head to look at Gu Chengyin, who stood a short distance away with his saber in hand.

He was one hundred percent certain.

That strike from Gu Chengyin just now had not utilized any cultivation method, nor was there any trace of a martial arts technique.

It was nothing but a basic attack, a pure fusion of physical strength and true qi!