Chapter 821 Mental Power
The words of Venerable Xuanfeng were extremely jarring to everyone.
Were any of the people present ordinary martial artists?
Anyone who could become a Grandmaster martial artist was, without exception, a martial artist with innate talent.
Everyone could see clearly that Venerable Xuanfeng's strength was indeed formidable.
A Star Constellation martial artist stepped forward in front of everyone but was stopped by Dong Cang.
Dong Cang knew clearly that if this matter were to be resolved today,
There was bound to be a confrontation between Chen Yang and Venerable Xuanfeng. Although everyone could see who was stronger or weaker, Dong Cang also understood Chen Yang's personality.
On matters of life and death, Chen Yang's actions were definitely the result of deep consideration.
What concerned Dong Cang even more was that among the people accompanying Chen Yang, there was a masked woman.
Even though she wore a mask, only revealing her clear eyes, Dong Cang could feel an immense attraction from her.
Those eyes seemed to see through all things in the world!
Facing Venerable Xuanfeng's words, Chen Yang did not speak, but simply held up one hand.
Upon seeing this, Venerable Xuanfeng's eyes showed a hint of disdain.
"Ordinary people only know that above Grandmaster is Grandmaster Peak, but they do not understand that there is an insurmountable gap between Grandmaster Peaks."
"This gap is in the cultivation method, and even more so in the understanding of martial arts."
"Your mental power is indeed very strong, but in my opinion, mental power is merely an auxiliary means."
As he spoke, Venerable Xuanfeng condensed a ball of inner energy in his hand.
This ball of inner energy did not appear to be special, but only Chen Yang, who was targeted by this ball of inner energy, could feel its peculiar nature.
In Chen Yang's eyes, this ball of inner energy seemed to have a life of its own, and the moment it appeared, it had already fixed its gaze on him.
Venerable Xuanfeng raised his hand, and the inner energy transformed into a water droplet-like shape.
And at the first instant, it flew towards Chen Yang.
Everyone was somewhat puzzled as to what technique Venerable Xuanfeng had used, but since he was a master from the legendary Xuan Tian Cave Mansion, everyone watched the ball of water intently.
The water droplet flew very slowly. Forget about martial artists; even an ordinary person could probably dodge it.
But Chen Yang stood there without moving or dodging, as if he intended to withstand the blow head-on.
Venerable Xuanfeng couldn't help but let out a light chuckle, "You are merely an ordinary Grandmaster Peak. My water droplet may seem simple, but the power of martial dao contained within it is far beyond what you can withstand head-on."
"I'll give you a choice: run! Run as far as you can!"
"When the power of this water droplet is depleted, you will naturally be safe."
After Venerable Xuanfeng finished speaking, the smile on his face widened.
Upon hearing this, hatred filled the eyes of the crowd!
This Venerable Xuanfeng was clearly trying to make Chen Yang lose face in front of so many martial artists!
To flee in front of so many people... what would happen afterwards...
He Fengyun, who had been observing the battle, suddenly noticed a figure leap out beside him!
It was Zhu Wenwu, who rarely spoke.
Zhu Wenwu had come to the southwest this time precisely to protect Chen Yang, and for this matter, he was even willing to sacrifice his life.
Zhu Wenwu knew his daughter's feelings for Chen Yang. If Chen Yang were to die here, his daughter would never forgive him.
Chen Yang naturally sensed Zhu Wenwu's actions.
Facing all this, Chen Yang merely said calmly to Hu Feng behind him, "Stop him."
Hu Feng, upon hearing his martial uncle Chen Yang's words, could only grit his teeth and trap Zhu Wenwu.
Among the people present, only Hu Feng, with his extremely powerful illusionary techniques, could trap Zhu Wenwu without causing him injury.
Zhu Wenwu, trapped, reacted immediately. Although he could not see the reality of the outside world, he roared, "Chen Yang, you brat, you're not allowed to die!"
Chen Yang looked at the water droplet before him and chuckled, "Die? Why would I die?"
To everyone's shocked gaze, Chen Yang slowly extended his finger.
The moment the water droplet collided with his finger, a violent surge of energy exploded.
The confrontation between Grandmaster Peaks was not something they had never witnessed. Just moments ago on this very mountaintop, dozens of Grandmaster Peaks had clashed.
But a clash that erupted with such immense power had only happened this time.
The rampaging energy not only made it impossible for everyone to open their eyes but even tore apart their external spiritual bodies.
For a moment, no one could see what was happening on the battlefield.
Only the two combatants could see it clearly.
Venerable Xuanfeng saw Chen Yang standing before him unharmed, and his mind momentarily couldn't comprehend it.
Although the water droplet technique was not complicated, it contained a significant amount of his dedication.
To condense such immense power into a single mass was no easy feat.
The power of the water droplet was not only capable of injuring Chen Yang's physical body but could also tear apart his mental power.
Yet now, let alone Chen Yang's mental power having any issues, even his physical body seemed to have sustained no damage.
"Your body has been strengthened? You are no longer an ordinary Grandmaster Peak!"
Venerable Xuanfeng slowly uttered a sentence, and immediately a killing intent appeared in his eyes.
A prodigy!
The major sects had long known the dividing line between Grandmaster Peaks.
Only a Grandmaster Peak whose body had undergone forging was considered to have truly entered this realm by the various sects.
And the process of forging the body was extremely complex, not only requiring the forging of bones and flesh!
The major organs within the body also needed to be repeatedly tempered.
This was an extremely arduous process, and the pain involved was manifold.
This was why many martial artists from sects would enter seclusion after reaching Grandmaster Peak.
And after the body was forged, came the forging of mental power.
For ordinary martial artists, mental power was merely an auxiliary force.
But for Grandmaster Peaks, mental power was far from simple.
The strength of mental power had something to do with one's own being, and it could also be enhanced by rare treasures.
The most direct sensation for a Grandmaster Peak with strong mental power was that their speed of forging their body was faster than that of ordinary martial artists.
This was because their endurance was stronger.
An ordinary Grandmaster Peak might need several months to repeatedly hammer and temper a single bone.
But a Grandmaster Peak with strong mental power could do it more than twice as fast.
Just as the physical body could be repeatedly hammered and trained, mental power could also be trained.
However, that was something beyond what ordinary people could achieve.
Although mental power seemed chicken rib, it had a great relationship with one's soul.