645 Crushing the Martial Arts Grandmaster Part 2

An invisible electric arc jumped from Mo Wen's fist. Even though there were no lightning sparks that were visible to the naked eye, Bu Xingyi could sense the power. It was as if there was a cloud of electricity that had gathered on Mo Wen's fist. It had a terrifying destructive aura.

Crash!

The two fists collided.

Bu Xingyi was no match for Mo Wen. He flew into the air in an arc and smashed violently onto the ground. His face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood which stained the ground red.

Jin Ying inhaled sharply. Bu Xingyi was a martial arts grandmaster, but he could not even withstand a blow from Mo Wen. Even though she had expected Bu Xingyi to be defeated, she did not expect that he would lose so thoroughly.

Mo Wen's punch had very strong. His aura was much more powerful than that of a warrior in the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir Realm.

A martial arts grandmaster who had his cultivation levels suppressed to the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir Realm was no ordinary opponent for an average warrior of that realm. Even she would be defeated should she face Bu Xingyi's Enlightened Buddha Fist

Mo Wen's body shook. His invisible destructive aura slowly dissipated. He realized that he had only used up one-fifth of his inner Qi when he used the Glory of Thunder this time. Previously, he would have used up a quarter of his inner Qi each time he had used the Glory of Thunder. The improvement was mostly because of the unexpected merger of his powers in the mysterious starry sky earlier. It had caused his inner Qi cultivation to increase significantly.

Even though this space would suppress a warrior's cultivation levels, it did not actually lower a warrior's cultivation levels. For example, a martial arts grandmaster might only be able to release an inner Qi at the level of a warrior at the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir Realm. However, their inner Qi cultivation levels did not change. They were still a martial arts grandmaster.

This meant that even though everyone could only release the inner Qi of a warrior at the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir Realm, ordinary warriors would be no match for martial arts grandmasters. This was because the total inner Qi in the body of a martial arts grandmaster did not change. If there was a long battle, the inner Qi of a warrior at the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir Realm = would be used up fully. However, the martial arts grandmaster's inner Qi would not be affected and would still be plentiful.

That was the situation Mo Wen was in right now. With his current cultivation levels, he could use the Glory of Thunder five times consecutively. That was something he could not do previously.

"I'm furious!" Bu Xingyi lifted himself up, his expression furious as he pounded on his chest and stomped his feet. He yelled, "Hares may pull dead lions by the beard. This is ridiculous. Hares may pull dead lions by the beard…"

He was a martial arts grandmaster but had been thrown into the air by a young man with a single punch. Bu Xingyi had never been so ashamed. He was so angry that he wanted to smash himself against a wall.

Their fight had attracted the attention of several nearby warriors. When they saw that Bu Xingyi had been thrown onto the ground by a young man, they could not help but be shocked.

Bu Xingyi was rather famous in the four large mysterious dimensions. How could a person who could become a martial arts grandmaster be unknown to the rest of them? Furthermore, the Ming Temple was a large and renowned sect in the world outside.

"Isn't that Bu Xingyi? What's going on? He's been beaten up by a young man. That's impossible. Even though everyone can only release the cultivation levels of a warrior at the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir Realm in this weird place, he is a martial arts grandmaster. It's impossible that he can't even defeat a young man."

"Bu Xingyi is the third grand elder of the Ming Temple. He must be totally embarrassed now. They both have the same cultivation levels, but he can't even defeat a young man. He really doesn't deserve his reputation. Any other martial arts grandmaster, or even a warrior at the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir Realm, would be able to take on several youths by himself."

"How did this Bu Xingyi become a martial arts grandmaster? If it had been me, I would be able to deal with such a young man with just one hand."

"Interesting! How interesting that someone from the Ming Temple has ended up like this. Aren't they all very proud and arrogant? I'd like to see them behaving arrogantly now."

More and more warriors gathered around them. They were all top-notch warriors from various great sects. They were all either at the later stage of the Golden Elixir Realm or at the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir Realm. There were even one or two martial arts grandmasters among them. They did not find it dull to watch the show and some of them even mocked the Ming Temple grand elder to his face.

Bu Xingyi was a martial arts grandmaster but had been defeated by a young warrior. This had immediately caused several warriors to look down on him. Even though they knew that Bu Xingyi could only expend the power of a warrior at the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir Realm here, a powerhouse at the pinnacle should be able to deal with a young warrior.

One could say that other than a few young warriors who were in the minority, most of the human warriors who had come to this space had all had their cultivation levels suppressed. Even though this had caused the older warriors to lose their edge, the younger warriors were still no match for them.

Bu Xingyi desperately wanted to find somewhere to hide. He had never been so embarrassed in his life, and it was all because of the young man in front of him.

"I'm going to kill you!" Bu Xingyi yelled hysterically. His eyes were blood-red, and his desire to kill Mo Wen grew even more intense. He pulled out a longsword from behind him. The sword glittered with spiritual light. One look at it and one could tell that it was a high-grade spiritual weapon. Even though it was not a profound level weapon, it was not merely an ordinary top-grade spiritual weapon.

Just as Bu Xingyi pulled out the longsword, loud raucous laughter rang from the surrounding crowd. The people looked at Bu Xingyi as if they were waiting for a good show. Many of them watched with mocking looks in their eyes.

Even though the Ming Temple was famous in the four large mysterious dimensions, they did not have a good reputation. There were many warriors from various sects gathered here, but there were not many who sympathized with the grand elder of the Ming Temple.

Bu Xingyi took out a spiritual stone from his sleeve. He shook his wrist and prepared to activate the spiritual weapon longsword.

However, something unexpected happened. The spiritual power channeled into his spiritual weapon long sword. The longsword had not yet begun to shine with spiritual light before it seemed to extinguish the next moment. The spiritual weapon long sword did not react at all.

Bu Xingyi's expression changed slightly, turning to fury in the next moment. The spiritual power that he had channeled into the spiritual weapon longsword had drained away without a sound. It was as if there was an invisible mouth in the air that had sucked away all his spiritual power.

Could it be that spiritual weapons were restricted in this space? Bu Xingyi was shocked. He tried once again to channel spiritual power into the spiritual weapon longsword. However, there was no reaction at all. All the spiritual power seemed to drain away and was lost.

"Elder Bu Xingyi of the Ming Temple, this space does not only suppress the cultivation levels of warriors: it even restricts the use of all items belonging to immortal cultivators. No immortal cultivator items can be used in this space," one of the spectators said. Some people had been here for a slightly longer period of time and understood some of the rules in this space.

Booming laughter erupted from the crowd. To those who understood the rules of this space, Bu Xingyi's action earlier was rather comedic.

The space they were in was very odd. It not only suppressed the cultivation levels of warriors, but all items to do with immortal cultivators also cannot be used here.

Mo Wen was shocked by this piece of information. He tried to channel some spiritual power into the Five Beasts Hoop and realized that there was no reaction at all. This place was very strange. It suppressed the power of warriors to the greatest extent.

Bu Xingyi turned red when he heard what the spectator had to say. He had encountered Mo Wen as soon as he had gotten here. He did not have time to understand the rules of this place. He had been mocked and shamed again and again. Bu Xingyi wanted to die.

He was the grand elder of the Ming Temple and had plenty of treasures in his hands. He had hidden methods that were terrifyingly powerful. However, he could not use any items related to immortal cultivators in this space. That meant that his treasures were useless in this space.

Bu Xingyi pulled out a roll of talisman techniques from his shirt. The power of talisman techniques was equivalent to an attack by an immortal cultivator. One could use the spiritual power stored in it. Something like this was rare in the ancient martial arts world and was as such relatively precious. One would not use the talisman techniques unless they had no choice.

He was a martial arts grandmaster, so it was not surprising for him to have one or two talisman techniques in his hands. If the power of the talisman techniques was strong enough, it could save a martial arts grandmaster's life.

Mo Wen had received a roll of talisman techniques in the underground palace, but he had not used them. He would not use them unless he truly had to. The talisman techniques were like ancient spell talismans. The power within them would reduce with each use.

Bu Xingyi's wrist shook and the talisman technique flew into the air and unfurled. The power of the heavens and the earth rippled and gathered towards the talisman technique in the air.

A terrifying aura rose slowly from within the talisman technique. Bu Xingyi's talisman technique was powerful. Its aura was slightly higher than that of a martial arts grandmaster's. Bu Xingyi usually treated this talisman technique as an object that could protect him, and he would not use it so easily. However, he was at the point that he was willing to do anything to kill Mo Wen.

The terrifying power of the talisman technique made all the warriors around take a step back. There wasn't a single item belonging to a martial arts grandmaster that could be deemed weak.

However, an invisible force fell from above the moment the talisman technique unfurled. The force enveloped the talisman technique.

The next moment, all became calm once more. The power of the talisman technique disappeared completely. A painted scroll fell from above, falling onto the pitted ground with a clatter. Evidently, the power of the talisman technique could not be used here.

What was unexpected was that while the talisman technique could not expend its power, everyone could feel that the talisman technique had lost a large portion of its power. It was as if it had been used once, and its power had been sucked away into the void.

"Damn the heavens! You and I will not exist under the same sky!" Bu Xingyi was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood. His already ashen face became even paler. The talisman technique could not be used, and a portion of the power inside it had been sucked away as well. Now, the power in the talisman technique could only be used once more at the most. Furthermore, its power might not be as strong as before.

Pfft!

Jin Ying, however, could not resist laughing. It seemed as if the space was pitting itself against Bu Xingyi intentionally. Misfortune had befallen him again and again since he had appeared here. If she were in his shoes, she might not be able to stand it.