Heavenly Dao Engine-Chapter 47 - 00 Three Moves

Chapter 47: Chapter 0047: Three Moves

Chapter 47 -0047: Three Moves

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“Rest assured, I won’t take advantage of you. I will suppress my realm to be the same as yours, Qi Training Second Level, and I won’t use any spear martial arts, just basic spear skills. As long as you can withstand three moves, the Storage Bag is yours.” Zhao Qian spoke lightly.

“Do we really have to fight?” Qi Tian asked again, “Princess, the gap between us is so big. If you want to train with someone, there are so many people at the National Master Manor, you really don’t have to find me.”

“This time, I want to select talents from the outer disciples of the Imperial Master Mansion for Great Zhao. After two rounds of testing, you are the only one who passed. Do you think it’s realistic for me to fight with them? Qi Tian, if you’re still a man, stop hesitating, stop pushing back, hurry up and go through three moves with me. If you don’t want to fight with me, that’s okay too, just stand there honestly, don’t move, let me poke three holes in you with my Sunset Snow Python Spear.” Zhao Qian’s relaxed demeanor when giving Qi Tian the elixir was nowhere in sight, replaced by a fierce and domineering attitude.

“Qi Tian, what are you hesitating for? Fight with the Princess. Don’t disgrace our Huangque Hall.”

“Qi Tian, if you’re a man, then stand tall.”

“It’s okay, Qi Tian, isn’t it just letting the Princess spear you three times? Just close your eyes, then open them, and it’ll be over.”

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The commotion underneath the stage was overwhelming, with all kinds of comments, especially those outer disciples who were jealous of Qi Tian for passing all the tests and taking away as much as ten thousand taels of wealth. They were shouting and encouraging Qi Tian to accept Zhao Qian’s challenge.

Qi Tian could ignore the shouts of the outer disciples, but he looked at the guards of the Prince Mansion surrounding him, showing no intention of letting him leave, and at the stern Princess giving him no room for manoeuvre, he knew he had no way out of this one.

Qi Tian laughed bitterly, “Since the Princess thinks highly of me, then I will give it a try.”

Seeing Qi Tian agreeing, the guards blocking him all backed down. Qi Tian put the brocade box and silver notes he just got in a corner of the stage, weighing them down with a silver ingot to prevent them from being blown away by the wind. Then, he walked to a spot about three meters away from the Princess, stretched his legs apart, slightly bent his legs, and prepared his stance.

“Princess, come on.”

“First spear! Thrust!” Zhao Qian didn’t waste any more words with Qi Tian. She activated the middle-grade Stepping Goose Step, instantly reaching maximum speed. As the Sunset Snow Python Spear trembled, its tip surged forward like a Flood Dragon emerging from the water, aimed at Qi Tian’s chest.

Qi Tian couldn’t help but feel a shock. The distance between them was already short, and Zhao Qian’s Sunset Snow Python Spear was over two meters long. Using such a powerful stepping technique, she held the upper hand and it seemed almost impossible for him to dodge this thrust.

Qi Tian didn’t want Zhao Qian to jab holes in him. His feet firmly planted on the stage as if rooted, he twisted his upper body at an extreme speed to narrowly dodge the oncoming Sunset Snow Python Spear.

The Sunset Snow Python Spear passed over Qi Tian’s chest, shredding his clothes with the wind it carried, and even left a mark on his skin.

The killing intent on the spear tip seeped into Qi Tian’s body through the cut, giving him goosebumps.

“Second spear! Sweep!”

Zhao Qian changed her attack faster than she spoke. Once the tip of her Sunset Snow Python Spear passed over Qi Tian’s body, she tightly gripped the spear and performed a horizontal sweep at the close-range Qi Tian.

Qi Tian’s upper body was still twisted, with the spear shaft practically against his body. Zhao Qian’s horizontal sweep was virtually undefeatable for him.

Qi Tian didn’t want to engage Zhao Qian in combat because he knew the gap between them was too great, but that didn’t mean he was willing to easily lose to Zhao Qian. He could accept defeat, but only after he had done his best. Even if he were truly overpowered, he would accept it. However, because their powers were so disparate, he couldn’t just surrender on the spot.

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Watching the spear shaft sweeping at him from inches away, Qi Tian’s eyes flashed, and his powered-up fist shot out at the spear shaft.

Eight Desolate Demon Tiger Fist, sixth form, Raging Tiger Crossing River.

Qi Tian executed Raging Tiger Crossing River to the fullest degree. A force of seventeen hundred pounds, doubled by the Heavenly Dao Engine, amounted to a horrifying thirty-four hundred pounds, and brutally clashed with the Sunset Snow Python Spear.

The surging force halted the sweep of the Sunset Snow Python Spear and traveled along the shaft to Zhao Qian’s delicate hand, causing a buzzing sound from the spear and Zhao Qian’s hand to ache. The Sunset Snow Python Spear almost slipped out of her hand.

Qi Tian made use of the recoil from punching the spear shaft, activated the Chasing Wind Step and quickly retreated, reestablishing the distance between him and Zhao Qian.

The pain in his right arm flared, and Qi Tian glanced at it to find his sleeve soaked in blood. Bursting blood vessels spilled crimson, running down his arm and dripping onto the ground.

Qi Tian’s expression remained indifferent. He lifted his right hand and calmly addressed Zhao Qian, “Princess, let’s proceed. One final move remains.”

Zhao Qian looked at Qi Tian with astonishment. Earlier, Qi Tian had set up Liu Haoshuai, causing him to fall unconscious due to burns from fire-attributed Spirit Qi. This act left an unfavorable impression on Zhao Qian, leading her to take advantage of the opportunity to spar with Qi Tian and teach him a lesson. She thought it would be easy to handle Qi Tian, using the encounter to illustrate there were always bigger fishes in the sea. However, Qi Tian managed to surprise her.

The force with which Qi Tian had struck the shaft of the Sunset Snow Python Spear had undoubtedly surpassed the power she possessed at the Qi Training Second Level. Even compared to her current power, the gap was not as vast as she had expected.

How is that possible? Zhao Qian wondered, considering her cultivation level compared to that of Qi Tian. Despite fighting bare-handed against her low-earth grade spirit weapon, the Sunset Snow Python Spear, Qi Tian managed to block her two consecutive attacks and push her spear away with brute strength. This was a humiliation to her.

Relaxed demeanor completely gone from Zhao Qian’s face, her eyes widened as she gave Qi Tian a serious look and stated, “Indeed, there is one final move. Qi Tian, prepare to submit. I won’t hold back with this move. The third move, Three Flood Dragons Emerge from the Sea.”

As Zhao Qian flicked her spear, three ghost images emerged from the tip of her Sunset Snow Python Spear, all speeding toward Qi Tian like lightning.

Zhao Qian stayed true to her promise. Without activating her True Essence or using her spear martial skills, she relied entirely on her in-depth understanding of spear techniques and natural talent. One thrust resulted in three pierces from different directions that completely enveloped Qi Tian’s potential escape routes within the range of her attack, making it impossible for him to dodge or evade.

Qi Tian was now left with two options: dodge—if successful, great, if not, Zhao Qian would stab him—or since evasion was impossible, fight head-on, banking on the idea that the one with courage wins when adversaries meet on a narrow path.

Qi Tian swiftly made his choice. He channeled all his True Essence into his right hand, his eyes gleamed with determination, and he countered Zhao Qian’s thrust with a punch.

The second move of the Eight Desolate Demon Tiger Fist — Young Tiger Wind.

Unknown to Qi Tian, the three strands of fire-attributed Spirit Qi hidden in his heart simultaneously flowed into his right hand as he dispersed his True Essence. As he delivered the Young Tiger Wind, the three punch shadows went up in blazing flames all at once.

Fire Fist!

Qi Tian almost cried out in joy—he had finally manifested the Fire Fist. This marked a new level of power in his Eight Desolate Demon Tiger Fist.

The collision of the red punch shadows and spear glow created a spectacle that everyone found astounding.

Every collision of punch shadow and spear glow was accompanied by a cracking sound, causing Zhao Qian to step back. After the three punch shadows and the spear glow vanished, Zhao Qian had been forced three steps back.

A deathly silence reigned over the audience. The disciples stared wide-eyed, incredulous at the scene before them.

How is this possible? How could the princess be pushed back? Has Qi Tian really become this powerful?

Zhao Qian put away the Sunset Snow Python Spear and, with newfound appraisal and respect in her eyes, addressed Qi Tian, “Well done, Qi Tian, you’ve bested me in this spar.”

Qi Tian made a cupped fist salute, “I appreciate your restraint, Princess. Had you not held back, my hand would likely be useless now.”

Qi Tian was not just being polite; Zhao Qian truly had held back. Each time the spear glow collided with a punch shadow, they instantly broke apart. Zhao Qian always promptly retracted her hand, refraining from using the power of the low-Earth grade Sunset Snow Python Spear to pierce or cut Qi Tian’s hand.

Zhao Qian slightly nodded, “I’m here to scout talent for the nation, not to battle to the death. Why would I want to destroy your hand? However, Qi Tian, you’ve truly broadened my horizons. Despite being at the Qi Training Second Level, you can wield such strength and own such exquisite fist techniques. Seems like I need to reevaluate you. Well done, you’ve performed excellently, far beyond my expectations. You’ve earned a reward. Now, give him the storage bag.”

A guard promptly stepped forward and handed the third brocade box to Qi Tian.

“Thank you for your generous gift, Princess.” Qi Tian accepted the brocade box containing the storage bag.

Zhao Qian made a slight gesture, and the Sunset Snow Python Spear disappeared from her hand. It was unclear where she had hidden it.

She moved elegantly to Qi Tian’s side and reached out to grab his right arm, split open by the ruptured blood vessel. As Qi Tian tried to evade, she ordered in a solemn voice, “Don’t move. Let me see.”

Zhao Qian grabbed Qi Tian’s arm and then ripped off the ragged, blood-soaked sleeve. Frowning slightly, she spoke while examining the blood-stained arm, “I’m sorry. I was a bit too heavy-handed.”