Claiming the Throne of Gods, Starting from the Rebirth of Nezha
Chapter 186: Physical Combat!

Chapter 186: Chapter 186: Physical Combat!

Daoist Xiao Qi narrowed her eyes.

Those slender, willow-leaf-like eyes stared intently at Nezha.

With her keen sight, she could naturally discern Nezha’s realm but had no idea what kind of treasure body he possessed, or what kind of fortuitous encounter he had undergone to have such a powerful physique.

Were it her Golden Core Realm disciples, not to mention fighting with that black eagle, even falling from such a height would directly turn them into a pile of flesh.

Without mana, no matter how well one cultivated their Qinggong in the mortal world, surviving would be absolutely impossible.

However.

He is still just a junior of the Golden Core Realm after all.

Daoist Xiao Qi snorted coldly, her expression turning completely frosty as she said icily, "Junior, even if you haven’t heard of me, Daoist Xiao Qi, deep in your heart you should harbor some reverence for the West Sea Purple Dragon Island."

Having said so, Gu Jianqing discreetly stepped back.

In his view, it was best not to take action.

But if action was necessary, capturing this arrogant youth and coercing him to reveal which direction would lead out of the forest would yield the same outcome.

Nezha looked at Daoist Xiao Qi and chuckled, "Daoist, you have quite the audacity. I’m just sitting here without provoking you, yet you sought me out. I didn’t want to associate with you and you turned hostile; is this really the way of the West Sea Purple Dragon Island? Your West Sea Purple Dragon Island, acting so domineeringly, it’s no wonder it commands ’reverence.’"

At these words, everyone from Purple Dragon Island’s faces changed.

However, Nezha’s gaze remained solely on Daoist Xiao Qi.

The other’s cultivation level was at the Taiyi Golden Immortal, surpassing his own by three major Cultivation realms, plus an additional layer of the celestial barrier.

If it were in the outside world, a hundred Nezhas would be nothing more than trash in her eyes.

But this place was the Fir Forest of the Netherworld fallen into the mortal world, where the Dao was suppressed. Even if Daoist Xiao Qi’s mana reached the heavens, she, like him, could only rely on her physical body.

As for Gu Jianqing and those four Purple Dragon Island disciples, they might be a concern in the outside world, but here, they were nothing but trash.

Nezha felt every hair on his body stand on end, each inch of his skin subtly trembling, as if a scorching electric current was coursing from his scalp through all his limbs.

He took a deep breath, sensing the undisguised murderous intent in Daoist Xiao Qi’s eyes.

Similarly, Daoist Xiao Qi also felt an extremely strong will to fight emanating from within Nezha’s dark eyes.

In that instant, she understood what this junior was planning.

He wanted to test his skills against her.

"How dare you..."

Daoist Xiao Qi made the first move.

In cultivation, one cultivates the Dao, and the deeper one’s understanding of the Dao, the more profound one’s understanding of this world.

Daoist Xiao Qi had achieved the Seventh Grade Golden Core two thousand seven hundred years ago, and since then, had nurtured her physique with the Seventh Grade Golden Core for two thousand seven hundred years, so as soon as she made a move, Nezha felt an indescribable pressure.

It was as if the wind around was compressed by the two fingers this woman thrust forward.

Daoist Xiao Qi’s fingers joined into a sword, striking from two zhang away towards Nezha, the ’sword wind’ passing through the bonfire, transforming into a tangible fire sword aimed at Nezha’s throat.

"Utilizing... the wind, huh?"

Nezha muttered to himself; he instantly lowered his stature and then sprang forward, rushing into the bonfire in front of him.

The fierce fire ignited his hair, yet his movement generated a huge wind pressure, immediately extinguishing the flames towering one zhang high!

Almost face-to-face!

Gu Jianqing trembled, even feeling that the four fellow disciples beside him must be feeling the same.

The young man before them had a tall stature and looked extremely fierce.

But with the naked eye alone, one could never tell that this physical body could exert such immense pressure.

At such a close distance, it was like a mountain bearing down.

The air around was compressed by that fist, making it hard to breathe!

"Merely brutish strength, little Daoist!"

However, the scene in Daoist Xiao Qi’s eyes was different.

With a wave of her hand, her wide sleeves rotated and wrapped around Nezha’s fist, pulling it aside effortlessly and, in doing so, dragged his body to fall sideways.

The so-called "using softness to overcome hardness" undoubtedly involves leveraging force, but it also requires a certain base of strength, superior visual acuity, and judgment.

The moment she made a move, Nezha felt the pressure.

But this was exactly what he wanted.

He wanted to see his own limits.

In a real fight to the death.

He steadied himself with a hand on the ground and kicked at Daoist Xiao Qi’s face with another.

Daoist Xiao Qi snorted coldly, her eyes full of disdain, dodging while simultaneously seizing his ankle and flipping Nezha heavily onto the ground.

A loud boom sounded, even the earth trembled.

The soil that had accumulated over the years fluttered into the air, and darkness surrounded them. One could only see dimly through the specks of starlight overhead!

Nezha rushed out from the dust and engaged Daoist Xiao Qi, fist against fist, foot against foot, like two fierce beasts.

In a blink of an eye, dozens of moves had passed, and Xiao Qi then grabbed both of Nezha’s arms.

"Using fists as spears? A good idea, but still lacking flexibility."

Daoist Xiao Qi coldly chuckled and sighed. She could see that although Nezha’s strength was formidable, stronger than she had imagined, his technique was still too naive.

In other words, his understanding of the Dao was still too shallow.

Seeing the master gaining the upper hand, Gu Jianqing also cheered from the sidelines.

But at that moment, the mocking smile on Daoist Xiao Qi’s face suddenly paused, feeling the strength in the arms she was holding suddenly increase manifold.

"Let go!" Nezha roared.

He held his breath and exerted force while being completely still.

But at this moment, because the area was filled with dust, Xiao Qi couldn’t breathe properly.

If she inhaled the dust into her lungs and choked on it, despite having the upper hand just now, she would instantly be defeated!

Since achieving her cultivation, Daoist Xiao Qi, known for her fiery temper, had often fought with others, but such intense physical combat had been rare for her.

Nezha’s arm strength jolted Daoist Xiao Qi into letting go, and with a battle cry resounding before her eyes, the young man almost instinctively swung a nearly perfect straight punch.

At this moment, she realized that the young man’s physical body was superior to her own.

The Golden Core Level, probably at the Nine-Turn.

And perhaps even beyond, given his young age and short period in cultivation. Even the Nine-Turn Golden Core might not be enough; the Innate Body must also be extraordinary!

Under normal conditions, if she could use Daoist Skills, she could easily twist even Divine Gold into pretzels, let alone a physical body.

But now, she instinctively drew her long sword from her waist, lifting the blade to slash at Nezha’s neck.

The sword was also a treasure sword, cutting through iron like mud.

The dark golden light flashed and vanished in the darkness, Nezha’s spear deflected the blade amidst a flash of lightning.

Both were shaken by the force transmitted through their weapons, yet neither backed down. They lunged forward at the same moment, with spear against sword, with sword shattering spear, the metallic ringing excruciating like needles!

Such savage physical combat terrified the young disciples of Purple Dragon Island observing nearby.

They were accustomed to the elegant and graceful combat of immortals, but now their eyes widened, watching in the Daoist-prohibited Fir Forest as the usually unfathomable Daoist Xiao Qi fought like a wild beast with a young man.

As they watched the battle unfold before them, they involuntarily imagined themselves in the combatants’ shoes, followed by shivering all over.

Thinking to themselves how cruel this world really is!

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