C270 Martial Ling Yun Gu Changfeng!
C270 Martial Ling Yun Gu Changfeng!
The morning sun's golden splendor scattered across the entire towering Central Emperor Martial Arts Academy, sprinkling onto the figure wearing a long white robe.
This was an old man with the demeanor of a transcendent being, with a white beard and a head of white hair. He stood with his hands behind his back and his back was as straight as a steel spear.
His gaze fell on the broken white marble tablet.
Behind him, the big star Shen Shuchen and the three deputy deans of the Martial Arts Academy all had respectful expressions as they waited with bated breath.
After a long time, the old man suddenly spoke.
"Shuchen, can you guess how much power Young Grandmaster used in this palm strike?"
Shen Shuchen's pupils shrank when he heard this. He had been observing this broken stone tablet for a few hours, but he still couldn't figure out the secret behind it.
"Master Sovereign, forgive me for not being able to see through my cultivation level." Shen Shuchen said in a low voice.
The white-haired old man said in a low voice. "It doesn't matter. Just make a guess. You can also make a guess. If you are right, I can pass the delicate hand of Ye Family to you."
The three Vice Presidents who stood respectfully at the side all revealed shocked expressions upon hearing this. Their faces were filled with disbelief.
The Hand of Silky Soft was created by Ye Donglin, the Grandmaster of the Qing Royal Court. Its power was unparalleled. It was said that no one in the same realm could break it. When one reached the Great Completion, even the air could be bound by it!
Such a technique was a secret technique that was never passed down in the Ye Family. Over the past hundred years, many martial cultivator had come after hearing its name. All of them had schemed to obtain this ultimate technique, but all of them had failed.
However, at this moment, this white-haired old man merely said a simple sentence. He actually intended to hand over this absolute art. How could everyone not be shocked?
However, no one dared to question the old man's words. Because the white-clothed old man in front of him... He was the number one person in the Martial Dao in the Jiangbei, the Martial Dao Ling Yun, Gu Changfeng!
Furthermore, these three deputy deans knew that the cultivation level of this mysterious man with the Martial Dao had already broken through Martial Arts Master's realm, and was now Martial Arts Grandmaster's Peak!
He was only a step away from the legendary Divine Stage!
This cultivation level was no different from a Divine Immortal in the eyes of mortals.
"Forty percent!"
"Fifty percent!"
"Fifty percent!"
The three deputy deans scrambled to speak.
Gu Changfeng shook his head. Obviously, no one answered correctly.
"Shuchen, what do you think?" Gu Changfeng looked at his disciple with interest. He was very satisfied with Shen Shuchen. Whether it was talent or perseverance, they were all top notch.
The only thing that made Gu Changfeng regret was that Shen Shuchen's goal was not the Martial Dao. Otherwise, in Gu Changfeng's opinion, Shen Shuchen would have stepped into Martial Arts Master's realm before the age of forty, and he would have a high chance of becoming Martial Arts Grandmaster before the age of sixty!
Shen Shuchen bowed slightly and said softly, "Twenty percent."
When these words came out, the three deputy deans were in an uproar. All of them did not believe it. They already knew that this stone tablet contained the energy of the Qing Royal Court's Grandmaster, Ye Donglin. It was not something an ordinary person could break.
An eighteen year old Young Grandmaster could break the energy of a late stage Grandmaster expert with just 20% of his strength. This was simply a fantasy.
In the eyes of Xu Changqing and the others, Meng Ran must have been lucky enough to break through to the Grandmaster Stage, and his cultivation realm hadn't even stabilized yet.
However, facing Shen Shuchen's bold guess, Gu Changfeng still shook his head.
Shen Shuchen's face was immediately filled with shock as he stared at Master Sovereign.
Gu Changfeng stretched out a finger and said in a flat tone, "I'm afraid this Grandmaster Meng hasn't even used his full strength yet."
"How is this possible!"
This time, even Shen Shuchen, who had always looked like a gentleman, had a sudden change in expression. His eyes were filled with shock.
"Master Sovereign, can you..." Shen Shuchen looked at the white-haired old man with some concern.
The old man smiled. He stroked his long beard with his right hand and grabbed the white jade monument with his left hand.
Countless white threads flew out of the old man's palm as if they were alive. They shot towards the stone tablet and wrapped around the two one-meter tall white jade stone tablets.
Gu Changfeng clenched his five fingers into a fist. The incomparably tough stone tablet was instantly penetrated by the white threads and turned into powder that filled the sky.
Amidst the debris that filled the sky, Gu Changfeng stood with his hands behind his back, his face proud and aloof.
"He's just a Transformation Stage Grandmaster. Why would I need to use 10% of my power to kill him? Two fingers are more than enough!"
After saying that, the white-haired, sage-like Martial Arts Grandmaster flicked his sleeves and left. Smoke and dust drifted down from the sky, but his white robe was spotless.
He saw a layer of pale white Body Protecting Gang Qi that protected the old man. It was unbreakable!
This peerless Grandmaster, the Martial Dao Soaring Through the Clouds!