Heavenly Dao Engine
Chapter 207 - 207 0194 I Have Underestimated You Again_2

Chapter 207: Chapter 0194: I Have Underestimated You Again_2 Chapter 207: Chapter 0194: I Have Underestimated You Again_2 Not long after, Zhang Baojun and company stopped in front of a grand hall. “Wait here,” he commanded, before leaving Qi Tian and the rest behind to enter the hall.

This grand hall was in no way inferior to Golden Roc Hall, built grandly and imposingly. Qi Tian looked up and saw a plaque hanging above the entrance, on which several shiny golden characters spelled out “Xiaokun Hall”.

Something flickered in Qi Tian’s heart. He looked around and noticed another grand hall not far away and a third situated on a high terrace standing majestically further on. From a distance, he could clearly see the plaque identifying it as Kunpeng Hall.

Qi Tian swallowed down his saliva. This was the Imperial Master Mansion’s power core area—Kunpeng Hall. From what he knew, there were several halls within Kunpeng Hall; one was for the National Master to live in, another named Great Roc Hall was for the Elders of Imperial Master Mansion, and Xiaokun Hall was for the disciples of these Elders.

Was Zhang Baojun bringing him here to compete with one of the Elders’ personal disciples? Qi Tian thought carefully but couldn’t make sense of it. He cast a glance at Kunpeng Hall. There were many Foundation Establishment Stage’s stewards, Elders around, besieging Kunpeng Hall. Besides the plaque of Kunpeng hall, Qi Tian could not see anything else clearly. He still had no idea what had happened to Xiao Xiaowu, who had not made a public appearance for quite some time.

After a wait, Zhang Baojun reappeared, accompanied by a young boy Qi Tian found vaguely familiar. When the boy came closer, Qi Tian suddenly remembered who he was. A few months ago, Qi Tian had been the first to leave the Lianying Realm and return to Wild Goose Falling Mountain. At that time, a youth clad in the uniform of Kunpeng Hall had instructed him to meet Mansion Master Xiao Xiaowu. And that youth was unmistakably the same one standing presently before him.

“What are you two dawdling for? Why haven’t you greeted him yet?” Before reaching Qi Tian and the others, Zhang Baojun yelled from a distance.

“Greetings, Uncle Master.” Fang Junqiang was the first to bow deeply to the boy. Although he was significantly older than the boy, he did not dare to be arrogant and respectfully addressed him as “Uncle Master”.

Qi Tian frowned slightly but still performed a salutation, saying, “Junior brother pays respect to Senior Brother.”

“Qi Tian, you’ve got quite the nerve, going against the hierarchy.” Fang Junqiang reprimanded.

“How did I go against the hierarchy? Both of us are at the Qi Cultivation Period, and this senior brother here is just slightly older than me. If I shouldn’t call him ‘Senior brother’, what else should I call him? Follow your suit and address him as ‘Uncle Master’?” Qi Tian retorted.

“Nonsense, my master and Uncle Master are from the same generation, so, of course, I should address him as ‘Uncle Master’. Why should you be the exception?” Fang Junqiang snapped back.

Qi Tian shrugged, “Although I am a disciple of Imperial Master Mansion, I don’t have a master. If I really had one, that would be Mansion Master as my master. With my current status, it should be fine to address him as ‘Senior Brother’. Besides, this isn’t the first time we’ve met. Last time, I addressed him as ‘Senior Brother’, and he didn’t seem to mind.”

The young boy had remained silent, a hint of impatience on his face. Only now did he speak: “I don’t have the leisure to argue about this address matter with you. You can call me whatever you want; it’s not like we’re related. Sigh, so you’re Qi Tian? I faintly remember you. Are you here to challenge me?”

“You could say that,” Qi Tian replied.

The boy continued: “Zhang Baojun must’ve told you my terms. If you win, I’ll provide you with a complete set of spirit medicine required for concocting a Foundation Establishment pill. If you lose, you hand over all your winnings, as well as the Purple Fire Fruit and Sha Mu Thorn to me.”

Qi Tian nodded: “I have no objections.”

“Good that you have no objections,” the young boy said, “Let’s duel right here then. Come on. Let me see what you’ve got.”

Qi Tian asked with surprise, “You want me to make the first move, big brother?”

“Of course.” The youth replied nonchalantly, “It doesn’t matter who strikes first between us; the outcome is already predetermined.”

“Alright, as you wish.” Qi Tian stood still and threw an Eight Desolate Demon Tiger Fist at the youth. He knew this young man must be very powerful, so he utilized the True Essence Power from 22 of his meridians and operated the Heavenly Dao Engine at double power. As for his other meridians, physical strength, Jifeng Boxing Gloves and the like, he did not utilize them at all.

Despite this, the punch Qi Tian delivered had the power of 13,200 pounds, and what he drove out was Fist Fireball, which also brought about flame damage, thus enhancing its power a little bit.

The youth initially didn’t pay any attention to it, just lightly raising his hand to block Qi Tian’s Fist Fireball. However, when his palm was about to make contact with the Fist Fireball, he realized its power and his face abruptly changed. He quickly mobilized more True Essence Power.

However, the youth’s action was a bit late. When his palm hit the Fist Fireball, he didn’t have enough time to ramp up his strength to its peak. With a loud boom, the youth was pushed backward, stumbling several steps backward. His face turned red, which was caused by the surge of blood and qi due to his sudden mobilization of True Essence Power. His face was not blushed out of shame.

Qi Tian didn’t advantageously take a second punch, because this young man was of not ordinary identity and Qi Tian didn’t want to be too ruthless.

The youth took a deep breath, suppressing his surging qi and blood. He gave Qi Tian a deep look and said, “Good, you’re impressive. It’s been a long time since my peers could make me take a disadvantage. You’re a worthy opponent that deserves my respect, and merits the honor to know my name. Remember, my name is Luo Youlong. Don’t forget, this name is destined to shine splendidly in the future. Qi Tian, now it’s my turn to strike. Shattered Mountain Palm.”

While saying this, Luo Youlong stretched out his hand and took a swipe at Qi Tian.

The complexion of Qi Tian changed slightly. This was not the first time he’d seen Shattered Mountain Palm. Chen Wenbo from Guardian National Master Manor had used this attack when he suddenly invaded Imperial Master Mansion. He smacked the master and two elders of Sky Eagle Hall from top to bottom, making them vomit blood. Although Chen Wenbo’s personal strength was superior, Shattered Mountain Palm, as a high-level palm technique, also played a significant role. Wasn’t this exclusive martial arts of Guardian National Master Manor? How could Luo Youlong know it?

Qi Tian didn’t have time to figure out what was going on. Relying entirely on his battle instincts, he punched towards Luo Youlong’s Shattered Mountain Palm, executing the Twelfth Move: Harsh Rule Fierce Tiger of Eight Desolate Demon Tiger Fist. This time, he still used True Essence Power from 22 meridians, but opened up the Heavenly Dao Engine to its maximum, using a multiplier of 2.2.

Punching this time, Qi Tian’s power increased by more than 1,000 pounds, close to 2,000 pounds. The increased percentage and absolute value were nothing to scoff at, completely beyond Luo Youlong’s expectations. His Shattered Mountain Palm contained nearly 90% of his strength, probably about 14,000 pounds. This was the result of his calculated counterattack after estimating the strength of Qi Tian’s first punch. He thought this strike would give Qi Tian a profound lesson and defeat him.

Boom…

The Eight Desolate Demon Tiger Fist shattered the Shattered Mountain Palm, then the remaining punch power continued forward, hitting Luo Youlong.

Luo Youlong himself didn’t move at all. The embroidered robe on his body flapped by itself and inflated without wind. The runes embroidered on the robe all lit up, turning into little stars surrounding Luo Youlong, spiraling around him.

Qi Tian’s remaining Eight Desolate Demon Tiger Fist came, and was easily blocked by a rune. It had no effect at all.

“Well well, it seems I still underestimated you.” Luo Youlong looked at Qi Tian, for the first time, he was a little serious.