I Can See Your Combat Power-Chapter 851 - One Hundred Forty-Five: Trap

Chapter 851: Chapter One Hundred Forty-Five: Trap

After obtaining the figures, Tang Luo rested for an entire day in the mountains. That day, he just lay in the cave, staring at the flickering candlelight, lost in thought. Thinking about the escalating difficulty of future derivations, he felt a profound discomfort throughout his body. Even with a shortcut found, becoming invincible didn’t seem like a smooth journey. Just like all other paths, whether fast or slow, the same principle applied: the beginning was hard, the middle was hard, the end was hard, and it only got harder!

Despite this, compared to his past cultivation, which relied on low talent and seemed like a dead-end, this method’s efficiency had still improved by more than tenfold. Otherwise, the Luo Demon King, who could subdue rivers and mountains with his fists today, wouldn’t exist.

The Thunder Dragon Mysterious Serpent Phantom wrapped around the fierce fist winds roared across the sky, each strike incorporating the three rigid forces: smashing, pushing, and shaking. He struck back dozens of times in a single breath, every attack as such, its power no less than that of a low-grade Spirit Art. Hundreds and thousands roared their way towards him, and even top-notch Martial Ancestors wouldn’t dare to take it lightly.

But Luo QingChi, after all, was a martial arts grandmaster who had cultivated on Martial Saint Mountain since childhood. What surprised him was Tang Luo’s expertise in body arts, not the power of the body arts themselves. If fist winds could cause him to panic, that would be a joke.

Tang Luo kept throwing punches continuously, seemingly never growing tired, yet the fist winds, onto which he pinned such great hopes, didn’t even touch Luo QingChi’s clothes. It was as if the air-piercing force aimed at the opponent’s major acupoints was always off-target. Every straight line turned into a curve, every curve turned into a turn, perfectly avoiding Luo QingChi’s position.

“Have you had enough of making a scene? Time to stop!”

Luo QingChi stretched out his right palm and opened his five fingers, the Five-Color Divine Light intertwining above. The sky trembled violently, the originally mixed Primary Qi suddenly purified. Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth—the Five Elements’ Primary Qi gathered and condensed, forming a killing array that trapped Tang Luo and the Xuanwu Faziang at the center.

The divine light of the river Luo diagram on the Xuanwu’s armor shone brightly, turning into a Tianhua water curtain in an attempt to resist, but it was shattered by the vibrating Five Elements’ force. The killing array moved again, the Five-Color Divine Light burst forth, completely obliterating the tough and powerful Xuanwu Faziang, and trapping Tang Luo, who had transformed into a silver-grey giant.

But Tang Luo was not one to be bound without a fight. Perhaps a normal person would find the Five Elements’ killing array insurmountable, but he was no ordinary man.

The Five-Color Divine Light constructed from the Five Elements’ Primary Qi could break through all laws under heaven. To resist, one would have to overpower it with force, but obviously, he didn’t need to waste a significant amount of Spiritual Power just to break the killing array. He had to be more ingenious.

Although the Five-Color Divine Light was strong, it was still based on five different kinds of Spiritual Power. As long as the balance among the five types of Spiritual Power was disrupted, the Five-Color Divine Light could be broken and the Five Elements’ killing array would be destroyed!

This set of Five Elements’ killing array was not a true Spirit Art killing array. Instead, it consisted of the Northwest’s Qian Qing Qi as Metal, Southeast’s Xun Yang Wind as Wood, North’s Yun Kan Qi as Water, South’s Li Yang Light as Fire, and Northeast’s Mountain Gen Qi as Earth—five types of biased Spiritual Power forming a Yinyang killing array. Breaking any link would cause them to devour each other.

Naturally, Tang Luo wouldn’t use a method that depleted his own Spiritual Power. Thus, the moment he became trapped, he immediately began to manipulate the Eastern Thunder Shake Light, countering the killing array while reinforcing the Wood Spirit Qi within the Five-Color Divine Light.

Because the nature of “Thunder Shake” is of wood and it cooperates with the unique swiftness of thunder, merely tearing a small opening in the Five Elements Primary Qi Killing Formation would allow the extremely rigid and strong Wood Spirit Qi to infuse into the formation.

Having come up with such a solution in such a short amount of time, Tang Luo was quite pleased with himself. A Grandmaster from Martial Saint Mountain had deigned to stand in his way, surely never anticipating the possibility of the formation being broken. Once Tang Luo achieved this, his opponent would undoubtedly be shocked and dismayed, thus affording the Xiao Clan leader within the carriage an excellent opportunity for a preemptive strike, catching him off-guard. Then, with Tang Luo’s ambush using the Two Ambiguity Innate Qi, even a Grandmaster would not be able to return unscathed.

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Luo QingChi, of course, did not know of Tang Luo’s internal musings, but he did observe the countermeasure that the other was employing. Unexpectantly, he neither interfered with Tang Luo’s actions nor prevented him from creating an opening.

With the Divine Light of Thunder injected, Tang Luo accomplished his feat, eager to witness the shattering of the killing formation. However, he found that not only had it not been broken, but it had also become even stronger!

“This is impossible!”

“Nothing is impossible. Once you reach the realm of a Martial Ancestor, you will understand that what seem to be flaws are often just traps set for the opponent. Because they are conspicuous, you will follow and think in that direction. An opponent whose actions can be predicted is an opponent without the possibility of victory.”

Standing outside the Five Elements Primary Qi Killing Formation, Luo QingChi, with hands clasped behind his back, spoke calmly, “Just now, it was merely the away-from-spirit formation. After you supplemented it with the Green Wood Thunder, I added in the Candle Yin Fire, Xuanming Heavy Water, Reaping Gold Radiance, and Kunshan Floating Earth. Now, the Five Elements Primary Qi Killing Formation is complete. Even a Grandmaster cannot easily break it. Stop your futile resistance. Let me extract the evil creature, and thereafter I shall grant you ample compensation as promised.”

Although Luo QingChi spoke calmly, his heart was roiling with unease. The killing formation naturally had a fallback, but it wasn’t designed for a warrior from Fierce Realm. With Grandmaster-level cultivation, why would one need any schemes against someone from Fierce Realm? This fallback was meant to combat other Grandmasters, intended to deplete the opponent’s refined Spiritual Power excessively. Yet today, it had been triggered by a mere youngster barely twenty years of age—an unprecedented event in his long life.

As Luo QingChi watched Tang Luo, who was now unable to move within the formation, he thought to himself: If only twenty more years had passed… If it weren’t for the disaster brought forth by this evil creature, why would he need to offend such a peerless genius?

After a soft sigh, Luo QingChi flew forward, only to realize how enormous the silver-gray giant was. Even his tall and slender frame was merely equivalent to the giant’s forearm. Flying up to the giant’s neck, he faced the gold and silver doubled pupils and said, “Today’s battle is an unworthy victory for Luo. Do not harbor resentment, but blame fate for toying with us. Should you prove yourself as a Martial Ancestor someday, you are welcome to challenge me at Qilin Mountain—Luo will not argue! Once I extract this evil creature, I will ensure that the compensation promised to you is sent to Longxi without fail. Rest assured.”

Tang Luo, trapped within the formation and suppressed by the Five Elements, had the strength to move mountains but could not budge; yet his face remained serene. As Luo QingChi drew near, he simply opened his mouth.

Luo QingChi thought he intended to speak, but instead, he heard the clashing sound of metal, as if a Divine Sword had risen from the ground, its resonant hum reaching to the heavens.

An unbelievably brilliant sword light burst forth from the giant’s mouth—too close for escape, the light too swift. Even Luo QingChi had not anticipated that the giant, bound by the killing formation, still possessed such a method of attack. By the time he thought to dodge, it was already too late.