Chapter 13

Shen Xiang is not only a young alchemist, but he also entered the Fifth Level of the Mortal Martial Realm at a young age. However, he did not become arrogant because of this, and this composure made some of the branch leaders and elders of the Shen family secretly nod in approval.

Shen Xiang looked at a middle-aged man standing next to Shen Hao Hai. That was Shen Hao Hai's younger brother, Shen Yi Han, who was at the Seventh Level of the Mortal Martial Realm! He was a middle-aged man with a neat beard. He slowly stepped forward, having not spoken a word from the beginning.

Shen Xiang was about to fight him, and he only had the strength of the Fifth Level of the Mortal Martial Realm.

The crowd dared not breathe, as the unexpected turn of events in the election of the Shen family patriarch was something no one had anticipated.

Shen Yi Han saw his nephew being defeated, but there was not a trace of anger on his face. He laughed in a sarcastic tone: "No matter how talented you are, challenging the Seventh Level of the Mortal Martial Realm will surely end in defeat."

Shen Yi Han had to admit that if Shen Xiang were given a few more years, he would definitely lose. But at this moment, he had a tenfold chance of winning.

Shen Yi Han cultivated a body of icy true qi, and in the Shen family, he was considered to have a relatively special true qi.

The young genius of the Shen family was actually challenging a senior uncle at the Seventh Level of the Mortal Martial Realm. If someone had heard this before, they would have thought it was a crazy idea and would not have believed it. But after seeing Shen Xiang's powerful techniques just now, the Shen family members in the square found it hard to make a judgment.

However, most people believed that Shen Xiang would lose. After all, the age difference between Shen Xiang and Shen Yi Han was significant, and Shen Yi Han was a Seventh Level expert of the Mortal Martial Realm, with a deep cultivation in high-level martial arts and a thick true qi, which was not something a young person could defeat.

A lopsided battle was about to begin, and everyone watched quietly. After this battle, the patriarch would be chosen!

Shen Xiang had practiced the Azure Dragon Divine Art for two months. He possessed the Yin-Yang Divine Vein and spent a large amount of time each day absorbing the essence of heaven and earth to strengthen the true qi in his body. Since he was cultivating five true qi vortices of different attributes simultaneously, his true qi was very thick.

The Fifth Level of the "True Qi Realm" and the Seventh Level of the "True Qi Gang Realm" were separated by the Sixth Level of the "Divine Sense Realm." Divine sense is a special mental force formed through the cultivation of the mind, which can control true qi and greatly enhance it. Only after obtaining divine sense can one cultivate "True Qi Gang."

Shen Yi Han was at the Seventh Level of the "True Qi Gang Realm," and he could use powerful qi gang, which was not comparable to true qi. Therefore, he had absolute confidence in easily defeating Shen Xiang.

Although Shen Xiang's terrifying martial arts intimidated everyone, those who had some knowledge of true qi could see that his true qi was still very "immature" and far from reaching the "qi gang" level. However, in the same level, it was very powerful.

Shen Yi Han slowly walked toward Shen Xiang. With each step, the temperature in the square dropped, and a cold air current blew in all directions, showing that Shen Yi Han was on the verge of a breakthrough, with an extremely thick icy true qi.

Shen Xiang, being the closest to Shen Yi Han, felt the bone-chilling cold most deeply. At this moment, Shen Yi Han was releasing qi gang formed by true qi, which could only be done at the Seventh Level of the Mortal Martial Realm.

Shen Xiang's "Zhuque True Qi" was fire-based. After being stimulated by the cold, the Zhuque True Qi instantly spurted out from his dantian, rushing to his limbs and bones. Feeling the comfortable warmth, Shen Xiang's stiff body gradually recovered.

At this moment, Shen Yi Han laughed coldly and struck a palm from a distance. A burst of white cold qi immediately overflowed from his palm, and the chilling qi gang was clearly visible, shooting straight at Shen Xiang's head.

Seeing the opponent move, Shen Xiang's feet slid, and his steps were as agile as a snake, quickly sliding forward. While avoiding the attack, he also launched an attack.

Shen Xiang's steps were flexible and mysterious, and his hands transformed into dragon claws. The intimidating Azure Dragon True Qi overflowed from his hands. This was the Azure Dragon Claw he used to defeat Shen Zhen Hua earlier. Now he used both claws simultaneously. When his hands condensed into two dragon claws made of true qi, the crowd could not help but hold their breath and watch.

"Hmph!" Shen Yi Han let out a soft, cold hum. His cold hands clapped together, striking Shen Xiang's dragon claws. A burst of cold qi erupted, and Shen Xiang's green dragon claws instantly disappeared. His arms were covered in thick ice, and the bone-chilling cold spread throughout his body, causing him to stiffen.

Shen Yi Han smiled coldly. Ice frost condensed on his feet, and he lightly leaped, kicking Shen Xiang's face with great force, sending him flying over ten yards away.

Shen Xiang fell to the ground, and his face was cut by the sharp ice, leaving several wounds.

The ice on his arms shattered, but his hands were frozen stiff. He immediately activated the Taiji Divine Art to absorb the cold qi that had entered his body, while letting the fiery Zhuque True Qi flow into his arms to dispel the cold and pain.

Shen Xiang now realized that he had a significant gap to bridge when facing the Seventh Level of the Mortal Martial Realm. Even though he possessed divine arts, he had to win.

"Ha ha... I must admit, you are a genius unprecedented in the Shen family! But you and your father are both too arrogant!"

Shen Yi Han smiled softly and walked toward Shen Xiang step by step. He was not in a hurry to kill Shen Xiang; he wanted to humiliate him in front of the many Shen family members and showcase his strength to intimidate them.

Suddenly, Shen Xiang's body sprang up, and he actually stood up. Everyone thought he had been seriously injured by the kick, but now he looked as if nothing had happened, even surprising Shen Yi Han.

Shen Tian Hu, who was watching from the side, also breathed a sigh of relief and began to heal his injuries.

Seeing that Shen Xiang was not seriously injured, Shen Yi Han leaped over, his figure graceful and light, moving very quickly. This lightness and agility were quite pleasing to the eye.

As Shen Yi Han approached, Shen Xiang felt as if he were in an icy and snowy world, and a large area around his feet was covered in ice.

In mid-air, Shen Yi Han punched, and the icy punch force shook the air, instantly striking Shen Xiang's chest. Blood gushed from Shen Xiang's chest and was immediately covered by ice.

"This is Mystic Ice Gang! A high-level mystic martial art, capable of piercing metal and splitting stone!" Shen Tian Hu said with a serious tone.

After being hit, Shen Xiang's figure suddenly flashed, dodging the flying kick from Shen Yi Han, causing Shen Yi Han's ice-covered foot to heavily stomp on the ground, shattering a large area of stone bricks, which were immediately frozen.

"When he uses qi gang, he has two weaknesses: one is the high consumption of true qi, and the other is the high consumption of divine sense. If he does not use qi gang, he cannot seriously injure you!" Shen Tian Hu said.

Shen Xiang understood. What he needed to do now was to drag it out!