Immortal Path To Heaven Chapter 307

Chapter 307 Did He See A Ghost?

One step, two steps, three steps…

As Ou Yangming swayed his body carefully, he slipped away from Wu Haohan and left the fist force's covered area like a ghost.

'Body technique!'

Below the ring, those with superb vision were stupefied.

This was because they could tell Ou Yangming was performing the mysterious body technique, which was performed by Yan Xishan and his son earlier.

The combat powers of Yan Xishan and his son were not considered top-notch among their respective ranks, but their body technique was truly rare and left a deep impression. Ou Yangming executed the technique when he fought Yan Xishan just now, but the crowd was appalled when he did it again.

'It's true that the young fella learned the Yan family's lost secret technique!'

Wu Haohan's face changed, but he remained unperturbed. It was important to remain calm when he used the imperial family's secret technique, which would allow him to attach his mental power to the fist force. If Wu Haohan was unsettled, the fist technique's force would crumble and disappear.

He took another step forward and punched again.

This time, instead of using the body technique to move backward, Ou Yangming went forward and punched as well.

“Pow!”

Ou Yangming flew away once more and was shocked.

It was because he felt from the clash between their fists that there was a peculiar and wonderful change in Wu Haohan's mental power on his fist.

The mental power instantly invaded Ou Yangming's sea of consciousness, resulting in enormous pressure on his mental conception.

From Ou Yangming's perspective, Wu Haohan had transformed from a human into a daunting half-spirit beast.

Ou Yangming felt like he had returned to the immense forest and faced the big multicolored tiger again, but he no longer had He Liangce's help. Nonetheless, the feeling disappeared after a split second.

Although Wu Haohan possessed a certain mental power, it was insignificant as compared to Ou Yangming's.

It was true that he adopted a mental power secret technique to make Ou Yangming hallucinate, but the trick went away when it faced a stronger mental power.

Ou Yangming did his best to control his mental power. He did not intend to counterattack at all, so much so that he held back his natural response.

His eyes were bright when he recalled the impact earlier, and the smile on his face deepened.

After gaining the Ni family's martial arts inheritance, Ou Yangming utilized his mental power and fathomed the so-called Spiritual Fist, but he figured out everything by himself. He could be victorious if he used his mighty mental power against martial artists below the great ancestor level.

However, it could not hide the crudeness and flaws in the fist technique.

When Ou Yangming faced Wu Haohan's fist force at this moment, he sensed the wonders from the merge between the man's mental power and his fist technique.

The Spiritual Fist that Ou Yangming came up with lacked sophistication, whereas the combination of Wu Haohan's fist force and mental power was the result of thorough work. Ou Yangming was incredibly pleased by the detailed comprehension. On the other side, Wu Hanning shook his head. The beautiful princess smiled bitterly.

She was the only one who knew how great Ou Yangming's mental power was, which was so enormous that even she dared not guarantee that she could contend with it.

Perhaps Wu Haohan went up to the ring out of good intention as he did not want a Yin Grade martial artist to ruin the reputation of the Myriad Treasure Meet and the imperial family. That said, his rash decision to fight Ou Yangming let the young fellow gain experience instead.

Her Royal Highness did not stop them because she was interested in watching the match. 'How much exactly can that young fella

grasp?'

Wu Haohan punched consecutively, and his punches carried tremendous mental power, which transformed into a giant beast that attacked Ou Yangming's sea of consciousness.

Despite that, the more Wu Haohan fought, the more surprised he was. Even though he could force Ou Yangming to retreat each time he punched, he knew very well that the young fellow only moved backward because of a lower cultivation base and the inability to resist the first force.

For some reason, the imperial family's secret technique—the spiritual pressure-entered Ou Yangming's body but vanished in the blink of an eye as though it was a stone in the sea.

It was as if Ou Yangming was a mental-power-insulator because he was not affected by the power at all.

In any case, it was too late for Wu Haohan to back down, so his only hope was to keep attacking by using great pressure. Whether it was through martial arts oppression or mental power impact, his wish would be fulfilled as look at Ou Yangming was taken down.

Ou Yangming staggered and drifted, which reminded everyone of the previous fight.

Wu Haohan's attack was like a tide, and it was evident that Ou Yangming was at a disadvantage, but the Yang Grade powerhouse could not defeat the little Yin Grade martial artist despite being forceful.

The crowd below the ring looked at each other and had the same thought.

same

'Wu Haohan isn't going to end up the same way, is he?' “Bam “

Ou Yangming flew away again after the punch. He gently tipped his toe at the border of the ring, and his body kept swinging.

Wu Haohan, who charged at the young fellow, felt like his vision went blurry as he could not identify if Ou Yangming was going to move left or right next. The moment he hesitated, Ou Yangming went past his left side nimbly.

The ring was not huge, but it somehow became endlessly ma.s.sive when Ou Yangming adopted the body technique where he watched his opponent first and moved abruptly after that.

No matter how fierce Wu Haohan's attacks were and how airtight his fist technique was, though he forced Ou Yangming to the corner several times, the young fellow could rock his body at the crucial moment to find a way out.

Nevertheless, Ou Yangming would initiate an attack against Wu Haohan every time he was out of danger, causing him to be in a difficult spot again due to the lack of power.

The scene repeated many times, which seemed extremely dangerous, but Ou Yangming handled it with ease and was not harmed.

Moreover, the more blows they exchanged, Ou Yangming gained a better understanding of the way to attach mental power to fist force, and he became eager to try.

Afterward, Wu Haohan punched again, but he was already feeling numb.

The numerous times where Ou Yangming escaped made him realize that he would likely accomplish nothing from this challenge.

Deep down he developed a strong hatred for Yan Xishan and his son. 'Why did those two fellas come up to the ring? If it wasn't because they let Ou Yangming learn their mysterious body technique, I would've kicked him off long ago.' Despite that, Wu Haohan did not think why Ou Yangming was the only one who perceived the body technique when Yan Xishan and his son executed it on the ring. At the very least, Wu Haohan had not realized it yet.

When he punched again, it was the same fist technique as before as the great martial art power was also attached with mental power.

Ou Yangming looked calm, but waves were crashing in his sea of consciousness.

He had secretly learned from Wu Haohan the way to apply his mental power, and through the repet.i.tive process, the purple Military Fire in his sea of consciousness released a light ring.

18.

Inside the ring, Ou Yangming easily simulated the scene that he sensed earlier. Subsequently, he lowered himself into a stance and punched as well.

The moment the two fists clashed, Wu Haohan confidently thought Ou Yangming would fly backward again, and he was ready to act according to the situation.

He was not certain he could drive Ou Yangming off the ring, but he knew he had to do something

Nonetheless, when the fists clashed this time, Wu Haohan's body tensed up, and he widened his eyes.

'What fearsome feeling this is!' It was as though an exceptionally terrifying and ferocious ancient beast, which carried a threatening aura, appeared in front of him.

The ancient beast was around his size at first, but it kept expanding and grew into a 35-meters-tall gigantic beast.

Following that, the gigantic beast lifted its mountain-sized foot to step on him.

'Spiritual attack!

'It's a spiritual attack, and it's the imperial family's most powerful lost study, which was never pa.s.sed on to outsiders.

'It's a simulated spiritual attack.'

Wu Haohan knew the gigantic beast was fake because he was hallucinating after his mind was invaded by his opponent's mental power, but he still reacted intuitively.

He roared and flew backward, then he stared at the giant leg above him to avoid it. Wu Haohan knew while the simulated spiritual attack was fake, everything was directly reflected in his spiritual world.

If he ignored the attack, his mental conception would be destroyed when the giant foot stomped him. If that happened, even if Wu Haohan was still alive after that, given that he lost his conception, how different was he from a walking dead?

Ou Yangming staggered and took a few steps back, but he quickly found his footing. He later stared at Wu Haohan and released substantial mental power.

An exceedingly peculiar scene appeared in the ring at that instant.

Wu Haohan, who had the upper hand all along, turned into a big monkey as he kept jumping and running around Ou Yangming.

It was as if something was chasing him in the void. While looking afraid, he shouted and punched with both fists, or he jumped with all his might. On the contrary, Ou Yangming simply ignored Wu Haohan as though he did not exist at all.

Wu Haohan exerted all his energy for every move as he did not leave any leeway, so it only took about 8 minutes for dense vapor to envelop his body. Beads of sweat kept dripping from his body, causing his clothes to be soaked.

Eventually, Wu Haohan slowed down, but obvious water stains were seen in the ring.

He panted heavily and turned pale, which was obvious that he became depleted of power in that short span and would die from exhaustion at any time.

Everyone below the ring held their breaths as they were dumbfounded upon seeing Wu Haohan jumping everywhere.

'Did that fella see a ghost?'