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Chapter 129: A Battle of Masters!
In the city of Cangyuan, within the Wei Family estate...
The once revered and feared Wei Manor now lay in disarray, soaked in blood and chaos.
Numerous corpses lay strewn across the ground, their vital energies extinguished. Just moments ago, these individuals had been powerful martial artists, full of vigor and vitality.
In the spacious front courtyard of the Wei estate, two groups faced off against each other. A burly man stood at the forefront, his expression devoid of emotion as he witnessed the carnage before him.
Among the fallen were his men, as well as members of the Wei Family's Silver Moon Guards. They had been casualties of the initial clash upon their intrusion.
The Silver Moon Battle Formation of the Wei Family was indeed formidable. Despite his men having higher overall cultivation levels than the Silver Moon Guards, they were at a disadvantage in close combat, suffering greater casualties.
"Wei Xinghe, you've truly surprised me. Your family's Silver Moon Battle Formation is indeed worthy of its reputation." The burly man couldn't help but praise as he eyed the Wei Family Patriarch standing opposite him.
Even as enemies, he had to acknowledge the prowess of the Wei Family's Silver Moon Battle Formation.
With just a few individuals, they could form a cohesive unit, their energies intertwined and working in perfect harmony as if they were one entity. Even when facing opponents of a higher cultivation level, they could mount a formidable challenge.
Such a sophisticated battle formation was something even his own Tiancang Sect lacked. He wondered where the Wei Family had acquired such a remarkable tactic.
"You flatter me. It's merely a trivial battle formation, unworthy of your attention, Master of the Internal Perfection realm." The Wei Family Patriarch responded calmly, his eyes betraying a hint of sorrow as he gazed at the fallen Silver Moon Guards.
Cultivating each Silver Moon Guard was no easy feat. Many of them had been hand-picked and raised by him since their youth. Witnessing their deaths filled his heart with anguish.
"However, no matter how powerful your Wei Family's Silver Moon Battle Formation is, it won't stop all of us. Wei Xinghe, do you truly intend to watch as your estate is reduced to rubble, leaving nothing behind?" The burly man asked.
"If you hand over that treasure, I promise to lead my men out of your estate and depart from Cangyuan County immediately. What do you say?" He offered.
"Do I look like a three-year-old to you, that I would believe the words of someone who leads a band of thugs to raid my home?" Wei Xinghe retorted sarcastically.
"If that's the case, then it's truly a pity." The burly man sighed in disappointment.
If possible, he truly didn't want this confrontation to end in mutual destruction.
Most of the people he had brought were from the outer factions of the Tiancang Sect. If they suffered heavy losses, even with his master being an elder of the sect, he would still face repercussions.
It seemed that this battle was now unavoidable.
The burly man bowed respectfully to an elderly man with a ruddy complexion standing behind him. "I would be grateful for your assistance, Master Zhao."
"Ah, what a waste," Master Zhao sighed, stepping forward. "Rest assured, Wei Family Patriarch, I shall hold you off temporarily. Once he breaks through their formation, we will take you down together."
Wei Xinghe's heart sank as he beheld Master Zhao.
From the aura emanating from the elderly man, he knew that he was facing another formidable opponent—a master of the Internal Perfection realm, just like himself.
Although he had anticipated that their aggressive approach would be backed by considerable strength, seeing Master Zhao step forward still caused his spirits to dip.
However, having reached this point, he had no other choice but to stand his ground and face the challenge head-on.
"Patriarch Wei, let's engage in a friendly spar, shall we?" Master Zhao suggested.
Chapter: The Mighty Silver Moon Battle Formation
The elderly man with the ruddy complexion was also a straightforward person. As soon as he finished speaking, he somehow moved with incredible speed and appeared before Wei Xinghe in the blink of an eye, his palm aiming at Wei in a seemingly gentle strike.
This palm strike appeared light, but Wei Xinghe felt a sense of imminent danger in his heart.
He dared not be careless, and immediately flipped his arm to block the attack.
Bang!
Wei Xinghe's block seemed slow and stagnant.
But when their arms collided, a muffled sound rang out, and a powerful surge of energy burst forth from their clash.
The blue stone slabs under their feet cracked and shattered, spreading outward.
The entire front courtyard trembled, a terrifying sight to behold.
The many martial artists in the courtyard were shocked by this frightening scene, their faces reflecting their astonishment.
The formidable power displayed by these two Internal Perfection realm masters in their first exchange was awe-inspiring.
The might of these masters was truly formidable!
"What a powerful Cotton Palm!" Wei Xinghe exclaimed as he took a few steps back, exhaling a turbid breath.
"Wei Family Master's boxing technique is equally extraordinary!" the red-faced elder praised in return.
Wei Xinghe's expression turned solemn as he regarded the red-faced elder.
Their brief exchange had revealed to him that this elder's cultivation and strength were by no means inferior to his own.
If he wanted to avoid defeat, he would have to give it his all.
"Ah Hai, the rest is up to you," Wei Xinghe instructed.
"Yes, Master," replied the tall, silver-armored Wei butler standing behind him.
"Then let me, Wei, witness your esteemed self's remarkable skills once more!"
This time, Wei Xinghe took the initiative and advanced.
With dragon-like strides, he quickly closed the distance and appeared before the red-faced elder, his punch resembling a dragon bursting from its lair as it struck out.
As the punch flew forward, strong winds swirled, and even before it landed, the powerful gust from the punch caused the red-faced elder's clothes to flap noisily.
Facing this formidable punch, the red-faced elder smiled slightly.
His palms gently wrapped around Wei Xinghe's arm, appearing gentle but actually containing hidden dangers, like a snare designed to break a dragon, intending to snap Wei Xinghe's arm.
Wei Xinghe understood the subtlety of this move but remained unfazed. His blood energy burst forth, and he continued to strike toward the elder's chest.
Boom!
Their arms collided once more, creating a burst of colliding winds.
In the blink of an eye, these two master-level martial artists had exchanged over ten moves, each clash of fist and palm causing the ground to tremble violently. The onlooking martial artists in the courtyard were left dumbfounded by the display.
The only one who remained calm was the burly man who had also reached the Internal Perfection realm.
"Stop gawking and follow me! Charge and break their Silver Moon Battle Formation!" the burly man commanded in a cold voice, causing his subordinates to snap to attention.
"Yes!"
Seeing their leader charge forward with his blade, the subordinates dared not hesitate and followed suit.
However, as they rushed forward, they all carefully avoided the combat zone between Wei Xinghe and the red-faced elder.
The battle between master-level martial artists was not something they could afford to get involved in.
The slightest mistake could result in their deaths from the powerful gusts and shockwaves generated by the combatants.
"Form the battle array!"
The silver-armored Wei butler, brandishing a long spear and commanding all the Silver Moon Guards in the mansion, glared at the charging burly man with piercing eyes.
His spear lunged forward like a giant python striking out.
Behind him, the Silver Moon Guards arranged themselves in a mysterious formation, connecting their energies with his.
"Wind and Thunder Blade, break!"
The burly man's blood energy erupted, his face turning stern. His battle blade whipped up gusts of wind and thunder as he slashed forward with a mighty chop.
(End of Chapter)
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