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"No, no. He seems to be able to neutralize the threats of martial arts and Artistic Conception, but it shouldn't be without limits. Otherwise, he would be invincible, and no one would be his opponent. There must be some restrictions." Ren Pingsheng quickly calmed down and began to piece things together in his mind.
Then he recalled the Wind Thunder Flash from earlier; he had easily caught and dispelled it. However, just now with the Wind and Cloud One Sword, although he managed to block it and strangely neutralized it, it took him much longer—several times longer than before.
The difference between Wind Thunder Flash and Wind and Cloud One Sword lies in the degree of comprehension and integration. One was integrated to Sixty-Five Percent, while the other was integrated to Seventy-Five Percent.
"Could it be that his strange martial arts can only neutralize techniques and Artistic Conception based on the level of comprehension? If he comprehends this martial art to seventy percent, it should be very difficult for him to neutralize more than seventy percent of Artistic Conception or more than Half-Step Monarch's True Essence." While resisting the encroachment of Demonic Energy, Ren Pingsheng gradually sorted out this matter.
This is a simple principle: a person can easily deal with opponents weaker than themselves but finds it difficult to confront those stronger.
Although sorting through these thoughts seemed to take a long time, it was only a matter of one or two breaths. At this moment, Ren Pingsheng was wielding the Windscar Sword, blocking the enormous palm descending from above. However, it was not easy for him; the effects of martial arts and Artistic Conception were limited, but they could continuously deplete the energy of that large palm.
He continuously channeled True Essence without hesitation, striking down with sword after sword. By the time the palm descended, more than half of its energy and Artistic Conception had been consumed. At this moment, Ren Pingsheng's figure flickered as six Phantom Bodies flashed out to escape.
Murong Ming looked at him with some surprise and then immediately pursued him. Ren Pingsheng, however, fought while retreating; the True Essence on his Windscar Sword was depleting rapidly like water from a breached dam.
"Admit defeat; you won't be my opponent. Your True Essence will soon be exhausted."
This was the first time he had spoken proactively. The main reason was that he felt Ren Pingsheng's strength was indeed impressive. In previous matches, once those people were enveloped by Demonic Energy and realized that their martial arts and Artistic Conception or Profound Meaning were ineffective, they became flustered and quickly fell into defeat. Yet Ren Pingsheng had battled with him for so long and still held on.
"Is that so? Although I don't know what strange Profound Meaning you comprehend, it's still too early for me to admit defeat." Ren Pingsheng replied calmly; even if his True Qi were exhausted, he still had the strength to fight. He was interested in what kind of Profound Meaning this person was using.
At this moment, he also realized that it wasn't the martial arts that were strange but rather the Profound Meaning. It was precisely because of this peculiar Profound Meaning that various techniques could easily neutralize the threats posed by martial arts and Artistic Conception.
However, he felt that this Profound Meaning seemed to have a slight flaw. He could resolve various martial techniques and threats from Artistic Conception and even Profound Meaning, which was indeed miraculous. However, after battling for a while, Ren Pingsheng discovered that the offensive power of this Profound Meaning was not very strong. That was why he was able to dodge the opponent's killing moves time and again.
This Profound Meaning was like a counterattack; as long as you attacked it, its effect would immediately manifest. But if you did not use Profound Meaning or martial techniques to attack, how could it resolve anything? At this moment, Ren Pingsheng also understood why his right hand felt as strong as steel and could withstand the Windscar Sword in direct confrontation.
Because he could not resolve physical attacks, if the Longsword did not carry True Essence and Profound Meaning, he could not counter it either and could only meet force with force. However, once you used powerful martial techniques, you would immediately fall into a disadvantage and be easily resolved by him.
In this world, nothing is perfect. This Artistic Conception or Profound Meaning is the same; it cannot be omnipotent or without flaws. Murong Ming's Profound Meaning is no exception. Of course, perhaps it can be resolved; it’s just that he has not cultivated it thoroughly yet.
In any case, it indeed gave Ren Pingsheng a glimpse of hope for victory. Just as he had to continuously expend True Essence, Murong Ming's constant attacks also required a significant consumption of Demonic Essence. Even if his consumption was much less than Ren Pingsheng's, what he had within him was not just True Essence. He also had Demonic Essence; combined, they would surely surpass Murong Ming's.
Fortunately, Murong Ming's Profound Meaning had weak offensive power; if it were stronger, Ren Pingsheng would have long been unable to withstand it. Now that he thought about it, if in the future he comprehended a more powerful Profound Meaning and combined the two, it would be incredibly advantageous and hard to find an opponent.
The arena was filled with Demonic Energy and continuous rumbling sounds, yet no one emerged. The scenario that others imagined where Ren Pingsheng quickly fell into defeat did not occur. They could not see clearly what was happening inside and could only wait anxiously one by one.
Those top ten geniuses watching could only see Ren Pingsheng at a disadvantage, constantly dodging. However, they did not really understand what was happening.
Murong Ming seemed too lazy to speak; his hands flew up and down as countless palm prints fell toward Ren Pingsheng. Ren Pingsheng continuously slashed with the Windscar Sword, pouring out countless True Essence in an attempt to seize any opportunity while using the miraculous Movement Technique to keep dodging.
"Oh, my True Essence is almost depleted." Dodging, Ren Pingsheng paused his movements and frowned as he spoke. Then he glanced at Murong Ming in the distance, imagining how much he had consumed by now.
With True Essence nearly exhausted and no longer able to defend himself, the surrounding Demonic Energy surged forward like hungry sharks. It invaded Ren Pingsheng's Meridian and caused his already dwindling True Essence to retreat steadily.
"Demonic Essence devour!" He thought quickly; with all True Essence gone, his Demonic Essence surged within him like a mighty river flowing eastward. The incoming Demonic Energy immediately cheered as it merged in seamlessly as if they were originally part of the same stream.
"Hmm? How could this be?" A hint of confusion flashed across Ren Pingsheng's face; this Demonic Energy gave him a familiar feeling as if he had encountered it somewhere before.
"Could it be?" He suddenly recalled the news he had heard about Murong Ming, who seemed to have switched to the Demonic Path after obtaining the complete Demonic Path Heritage in a certain year. At first, many people didn't understand and even mocked him for not knowing how to make choices.
His original strength was already impressive. However, after successfully switching paths, his power not only did not decline but became even more terrifying than before.
Murong Ming was also taken aback by the drastic change in Ren Pingsheng's aura, surrounded by Demonic Energy. He froze for a moment and did not act immediately. The two looked at each other from a distance as the roaring sounds around them gradually quieted down.
"You have a Demon God Heart; you are a Demon God Inheritor?" Ren Pingsheng said with an odd expression. The familiarity of this Demonic Energy was clearly from the pure Demonic Energy within the Demon God's Heart Space, so as soon as he transformed into Demonic Essence, he sensed it immediately.
Although he couldn't see clearly, he still felt Murong Ming's face change drastically, as if his deepest secret had been discovered.
"What are you talking about? I don't understand at all." After a moment of silence, he coldly replied.
"It can't be wrong; that familiarity of this Demonic Energy is definitely from the Demon God's Heart Space. You don't need to deny it. The reason I recognized it is that I also have a Demon God Heart."
"What? You..." Murong Ming looked up in surprise, staring intently at Ren Pingsheng. Perhaps due to excessive excitement, he forgot to conceal his expression.
At that moment, Ren Pingsheng saw clearly that it was a pale face. Strangely, there was a lotus-like mark on his forehead that was slowly rotating.
"That's right; my Demon God Heart is the very first one to appear, which is why I could recognize it," Ren Pingsheng said calmly, with Demonic Energy swirling around him, seemingly making it more convincing. "Looking at you now, have you cultivated that Demon God Technique?"
"I indeed cultivated the Demon God Technique. Initially, I hesitated for a long time but ultimately could not resist the temptation and went ahead with it. Afterward, some changes began to occur in me, especially the appearance of this mark on my forehead." He seemed to believe Ren Pingsheng and spoke up.
"What is the name of your technique? Is this strange Profound Meaning derived from it?"
"Yes, the technique I cultivated is called Wanhua Jue. It is said that when practiced to its peak, it can transform all martial arts rules in the world. Although I don't know if it's true, you've seen its power. At my level, I am almost invincible. Even Zhuge Changtian is no match for me," Murong Ming said with a somewhat heated expression.
"You should know that this technique has problems. Why are you still practicing it? If I'm not mistaken, this should be a backup plan set by the Demon God for his resurrection," Ren Pingsheng said with some regret.
"Backup plan? Regardless of whether it's true or not, even if it was prepared by the Demon God, so what? If he can scheme against me, why can't I scheme against him? Once I cultivate the Demon God, I won't fear him at all."
"Well, forget it. Your Transformation of All Things is impressive, but in this Match, you have lost." He sighed, and his aura surged, overwhelming and directly pressing down. The Demonic Energy rolled in; the already Demonic Energy-filled Arena was further buried under the black Demonic Energy.
"Hmph. By your appearance, haven't you also cultivated the Demon God Technique?" Murong Ming said with a somewhat ugly expression.
"I haven't cultivated it; I've merely borrowed the Demonic Energy from the Demon God Heart to practice. Take my sword first! Blood Path Four Kills!" Ren Pingsheng's Windscar Sword trembled, and a blood-colored Sword Qi instantly enveloped Murong Ming.
"Blood Realm, so that's how it is." Murong Ming's expression changed as the strange Transformation of All Things once again spread throughout his body, suppressing the agitation of his blood.
However, Ren Pingsheng seemed indifferent to the outcome. He slashed out sword after sword, instantly delivering over a dozen strikes. Countless Sword Qis, infused with surging Demonic Essence, came crashing toward him, forcing Murong Ming to continuously defend and exhaust himself. His Transformation of All Things kept operating, and the Demonic Essence within him was being consumed rapidly.
Originally having less than half of his Demonic Essence left in his body, Murong Ming found it dwindling under Ren Pingsheng's relentless assault. At this moment, however, Ren Pingsheng still had half of his Demonic Energy remaining.
"Heavenly Sword Style, slash!" Ren Pingsheng gave no chance for him to catch his breath and relentlessly pursued him head-on. The Windscar Sword swung, releasing a white Sword Qi.
"Wanhua Palm!" Murong Ming clapped with his right hand and once again blocked this strike. But before he could catch his breath, another dozen Sword Qis came rushing toward him.
In the end, due to the complete depletion of his Demonic Essence, he was unable to fully transform it and was struck away by a Sword Qi.
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