In the distance, Lu Tianxin, Wu Dongmin, and Jiang Chen watched the transpiring fight with a serious look on their faces. Unlike the anger on the faces of the men who were fighting Duncan, they had a dignified look on their faces.
"Are you sure he isn't a body cultivator?" Wu Dongmin asked with a slight frown on his face.
"He is a qi cultivator just like us," Lu Tianxin said in a more subdued tone.
"Then, this fight is not going to be easy at all. Even if we join hands, I don't think he would go down that easily," Jiang Chen said with a grimace.
There was reason for their discussion.
Everyone who knew the basics of cultivating knows the difference between the two types of cultivators. Body cultivators in essence cultivate the physical power of their body. They put their body through unimaginable torture and by doing that they accustom their body to have higher pain tolerance and create more vitality in their body.
By repeatedly forging their body with intense exercises that are akin to torture, they get higher physical power in exchange for it. This makes their body hard to injure and very difficult to put down as well.
When a body cultivator is injured, the vitality that is in his body will automatically repair it before it could even start becoming an injury. The vitality in the bodies of qi cultivators can never match that speed. This made the task of putting down a body cultivator very difficult and time-consuming.
In a one-on-one fight between a qi cultivator and a body cultivator, it is the body cultivator who would win most of the time. Their vitality is that scary to contend with.
But, in nature, all things are in balance.
Even though body cultivators have tremendous advantages in a fight, not many people walk that path because of three reasons. One, cultivating the body is akin to willingly undergoing torture repeatedly. Not everyone could withstand the constant reforging of their bodies from injury. The physical and mental toll it took to accomplish that is enormous.
The second reason is the amount of resources needed for body cultivation. When one reforges their body, the amount of nutrients their body needs is simply astonishing. Unless one has a prominent background, it is hard for anyone to go further in the path of body cultivation. This has made a lot of people give up body cultivation in the early stages.
The last reason is that the techniques and conditions needed for one to forge their body at higher realms are simply unimaginable for even first-rate sects. That has almost created a ceiling for a cultivator's cultivation level when it came to body cultivation.
Without adequate resources, proper technique, right environment, and incredible willpower, a body cultivator can never go far. On the other hand, qi cultivators can use the energy of heaven and earth to slowly make up for differences in strength by increasing their realms.
Seeing Duncan's powerful body, the three premier disciples from first-rate sects knew that putting him down was going to be incredibly difficult. They weren't like the others who were raring to hurt Duncan. They were sober enough to realize the difficulty posed by Duncan.
"That last sword attack was really something. I think, that person is close to reaching the swordlight realm. No wonder he was able to injure that person from the Heavenly Demon Sect," Wu Dongmin furrowed his brows and commented seriously.
"Indeed," Lu Tianxin nodded in a guarded manner. "Don't forget that our prey has good instincts as well. The moment he felt the sword attack, he immediately concentrated on defending himself from that and ignored all the other attacks."
"That means he has an ample amount of fighting experience as well. That kind of instinct can only be developed after several life-and-death encounters," Jiang Chen said with an unsightly face.
"Moreover, he hasn't used his full power yet," Lu Tianxin said in a worried tone.
"What do you mean?" Wu Dongmin asked sharply.
"Didn't you read the information about his battle with the Wang Clan Patriarch in the Starmist City?" Lu Tianxin rolled his eyes.
"Didn't pay much attention to it," Wu Dongmin shrugged.
"If you had read it carefully, you would have known that our prey is a sword cultivator as well," Jiang Chen said with a slight grimace. "Rumors even state that he had already attained the swordlight realm."
Hearing this, Wu Dongmin's face changed a lot. As someone from Splitting Heavens Saber Sect, he knew the terror of the swordlight's equivalent saber gleam. He had worked hard for a long time and he had yet to attain that level.
For someone from his generation to already master sword light, it was like a slap in the face to him. He had always thought that he was qualified to be arrogant among his peers. But now, this guy was making it look bad.
"He can use sword light," Lu Tianxin stated calmly. "Why do you think I agreed to team up with you two? If it is just those fists that he threw, I have the confidence to defeat him head-on. But, sword light is entirely something else."
"He could already take care of all those guys without needing to unsheathe his sword. Looks like these people are fucking useless pieces of trash. They can't even force him to take out his sword," Jiang Chen snorted dissatisfiedly.
"Heh, I never knew that a qi cultivator could utilize <Primal Bull Fist> to this extent. This was really eye-opening to me," Lu Tianxin snorted.
<Primal Bull Fist> wasn't a very rare fist art. They all knew about it as well. However, it had never become prominent because of one simple reason. It needs physical energy to be wielded properly. And the fist art was designed for body cultivators.
So, even though <Primal Bull Fist> was a really good fist art, it hadn't been practiced by any mainstream practitioners. Without a proper person there to bring out its effectiveness, the technique had fallen out of favor and had ended up being passed around to train disciples who hadn't started cultivating yet.
"Looks like things are about to escalate, let's see how he handles them," Wu Dongmin commented suddenly causing both to turn their eyes in the direction of Duncan and other cultivators.
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After deciding that it was time to kick things up a notch, Duncan didn't immediately attack. He watched the murderous group of righteous cultivators prepare themselves to attack him with everything they had calmly and spoke.
"You call that pitiful thing you exuded killing intent!?" Duncan sneered. "Let me show you all what a real killing intent looks like," Duncan said and unleashed his killing intent without any reserve.
Now that he had decided to take things up a notch, Duncan wasn't shy about revealing his murderous intentions. A strong aura of bloodlust started emanating from Duncan at this point.
He felt his heartbeat slow down and his vision become sharper. His entire body entered a mysterious state where all his senses became incredibly sharp. Duncan let out a contended hum and directed his bloodlust towards his opponent.
The moment the killing intent was unveiled from Duncan, the cultivators who were surrounding him felt their knees go weak. Duncan could smell their uneasiness and fear very clearly. Their faces were enough for him to realize that these guys had never been in a life-or-death situation at all.
Duncan felt that he could knock these people out just with the help of his killing intent if he focused on them particularly. Violence and malevolence were emanating from Duncan in waves causing the surrounding atmosphere to sizzle slightly.
For their part, the cultivators surrounding Duncan felt fear for the first time since the fight started. Being locked at by Duncan's killing intent, they felt it hard to breathe properly, let alone fight. Duncan's unleashing of his killing intent had broken the final barrier he had erected to fool these people till now.
With a sneer on his face, Duncan started walking towards the front with a strut in his walk. He was exuding sheer arrogance and willfulness at this moment. After letting go of his murderous intentions in the open, Duncan felt as if he had entered a different world.
These young talents of the various sects looked like ants in his vision. He felt that he could crush them any moment he wanted. He didn't want to waste any more time dealing with this riffraff.
He had already noted the three groups that were watching from the distance. He knew that those men were using the first batch like cannon fodder. They are using those guys to test out his strengths and come up with a proper strategy to deal with him.
However, Duncan didn't care about it one whit.
In front of absolute power, all schemes will be smashed into pieces. Duncan had enough confidence in himself to not be worried about them. Moreover, he hadn't unsheathed his sword yet.
With a desire to slaughter the gathered cultivators, Duncan roared at the crowd.
"<Primal Bull Fist: Second Act – Primal Bull Piercing The Heavens!>"
With a loud shout, Duncan threw a sharp punch in the direction of the cultivator who had injured him earlier...
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