Chapter 10 Showdown
Hoo-hoo~~~

In the mountains, the air currents howled, scattering the snow, which was half a person thick in shaded areas.

"How is it possible... How is it possible... How can he run so fast?!"

Watching the figure in the distance, still dashing through the mountains like a dragon, under the glow of the setting sun, Mingtang's eyes were bloodshot, his chest heaving, his heart almost exploding!

Two days and one night!

The two had been fighting and chasing each other for two days and one night!

In those two days and one night, Mingtang had lost count of the number of times they had exchanged blows, but the white-haired man would leave after a few moves each time, and had continued to do so until now.

After running through thousands of miles of mountains and forests for two full days and nights, even a master like Mingtang, with his refined true qi, was beginning to feel overwhelmed.

The qi replenishing pills were almost exhausted.

But the white-haired man seemed unaffected, not slowing down at all as he ran, instead becoming faster and faster. He showed no signs of exhaustion during their exchanges, and Mingtang felt like he was about to give out...

Was this the terror of a body refinement martial art?

For a moment, Mingtang's resolve wavered.

If this continued, he would die, wouldn't he?

"I don't believe it, he must be reaching his limit. I can't retreat like this... Damn it, if only I had mastered the Foot Meridian, otherwise..."

Hesitating for a moment, Mingtang gritted his teeth, swallowed the remaining qi replenishing pills, roused his true qi and internal force, and shot out again like an arrow.

He headed straight for An Qisheng, who was running and leaping not far away.

"Hoo!"

"Hah!"

An Qisheng's face was ruddy, his eyes half-closed, as if in a dream.

Half-asleep, half-awake, his body moved through the mountains, his movements nimble and quick, the uneven terrain feeling like flat ground beneath his feet.

Even if there were trees or vines blocking the way, a wave of his spear would clear all obstacles.

And with his breathing, the blood flowing through his body became hotter, and the circulation of his internal force greatly accelerated.

The powerful physical control he had after reaching the Dan Realm (Core Realm) allowed him to circulate his internal force while walking, sitting, and lying down, making one day equivalent to several days of practice for ordinary people.

Hoo-hoo~

Large gusts of hot air were blown into the sky with his breathing.

If ordinary people were to see it, they would think it was an immortal exhaling clouds and mist in the remote mountains.

"That old bastard..."

Feeling Mingtang's sudden acceleration behind him, An Qisheng opened his eyes, surprised.

Running through the mountains for two days and nights had not only taken a huge toll on his stamina, but the boiling blood and rolling heat had also put enormous pressure on every inch of his body.

With his current physique, if he hadn't comprehended the method of sleeping with the body but not the mind, allowing him to fall into a deep sleep while running, he wouldn't have been able to withstand such intense running.

How could he not be surprised that Mingtang was still closely following him?

"That Mingtang must have refined meridians related to lightness techniques..."

While running, An Qisheng's mind raced.

In the martial arts of Jiu Fu (Long Floating) World, as internal force and the body merged, the physique greatly increased after blood exchange, until the internal force filled the bones, marrow, and blood, reaching a peak.

Only then would one be qualified to draw upon the spiritual qi of heaven and earth and combine it with one's own internal force to form a true qi seed.

With the true qi seed, one would absorb internal force and the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, delving deeper into the body, outlining a complex network of meridians between the bones, flesh, limbs, and skeleton, until the meridians were fully formed, and only then would the Qi Meridian Realm be complete.

The process from condensing the true qi seed to forming the Qi Meridian was extremely long, and ninety-nine percent of martial artists failed at this step, unable to condense a complete Qi Meridian even after a lifetime of hard work, and most could only condense a partial Qi Meridian.

For example, Huiguo, who could perform the Dragon Elephant Vajra Handprint, must have condensed the 'Hand Meridian.'

And Mingtang's running endurance was so astonishing, he was very likely to have condensed the "Foot Meridian," or at least part of the 'Foot Meridian.'

Catching fugitives was simply unbeatable.

An Qisheng couldn't help but shake his head. Even if he hadn't stopped Kong San earlier, Kong San would definitely not have been a match for Mingtang when it came to endurance.

He would definitely have been caught.

"However, I have not yet completed the 'Embracing the Holy Embryo' process after reaching the Dan Realm (Core Realm), and my physique still has room for improvement. In addition, I am about to step into the Blood Exchange Realm... If both are successful, even if Mingtang's 'Foot Meridian' is complete, he won't be able to catch up with me..."

An Qisheng's chest rose and fell, and the heat within his body had reached an extremely high level.

The air flowing out of his mouth and nose was even hotter than the steam after boiling water, the temperature was extremely high.

However, he did not enter a state of deep sleep again, because he felt that Mingtang was about to reach his limit.

"Damn it, I'm reaching my limit..."

Mingtang's eyes were bloodshot, and he felt like he was about to burst into flames under the rolling heat.

The extremely high body temperature was making his mind dizzy.

"Ah!"

After running for several more hours, night had fallen, and as the seven crimson suns hung high in the sky, Mingtang let out a roar of unwillingness under the scarlet moonlight.

He stomped his foot, shattering the ground within a radius of several yards, and gave up the chase.

"Hoo!"

As soon as he stopped, Mingtang staggered, feeling that his hands and feet were trembling, and a burst of severe pain was coming from his chest and abdomen.

"You're not chasing anymore?"

From the mountains dozens of yards away, An Qisheng stopped almost at the same time, turned to look at the roaring Mingtang, and spat out a scorching stream of air:

"Then, it's my turn!"

Whoosh~

In an instant, he had returned, his spear tearing through the air, pointing straight at Mingtang.

"Little bastard..."

Looking at An Qisheng, who had turned back, Mingtang almost bit through his teeth.

Along the way, whenever he wanted to give up, An Qisheng would turn back and fight him, and after a few collisions, he would lead him to chase.

After so many repetitions, the killing intent in his heart was almost unbearable.

"Kill!"

Mingtang let out a long roar, and the short blade raised a shimmering light. In an instant, he stepped forward, met the attack, and the blade was violent, wanting to cut him in half!

Even if he didn't chase, he could never run away!

Otherwise, with that person's physique, his death would come when his true qi and stamina were exhausted!

Boom!

In the mountains, fallen leaves, dead wood, and snow flew together, and the dark blade light danced with the overwhelming spear shadows.

An Qisheng held the spear with both hands, and with a shake, he wielded countless spear shadows.

Amidst the 'chi-chi' sound of cold iron and air, they slammed down like a landslide and tsunami towards the oncoming, cold blade light that danced like lightning dragons and snakes!

Clang clang clang clang~~~

In an instant, no one knew how many spears An Qisheng had thrust, nor could anyone count how many blades Mingtang had slashed!

The two fought fast against fast, using a short blade to contend against a long spear.

The sparks that burst out from the collision flew in all directions, and actually ignited the fallen leaves and dry branches that were flying in the air with the snow in the howling wind!

Boom!

Under the collision of air currents, clusters of flames swirled like dragons, and the swinging spear resembled a dragon wagging its tail!

Clang!!

After countless collisions, Mingtang's expression changed, his short blade was lifted away, and the rough hilt broke his tiger's mouth, slipping out of his hand!

Then, in the countless sparks and burning fallen leaves and dry branches, a cold iron spear burst out, carrying a chilling killing intent, and stabbed straight at him!

"Ah!"

Under the inevitable death, Mingtang roared and showed his powerful combat memory.

He saw his hand, still dripping with blood, retract and hang down, like a long snake, avoiding the straight thrusting spearhead, wanting to trap the dragon-like spear!

At the same time, as he pushed out his other palm, the true qi seed in his body expanded and contracted several times, like a volcano that had been accumulating for a long time.

It erupted with a bang:

Great Sky Splitting Palm Force!

Boom!

A thunderclap in the forest was accompanied by rolling smoke and dust, and trees fell in the sound of collision.

Amidst the smoke, dust, and snow, An Qisheng staggered back more than ten steps, and only stopped when his spear was planted on the ground. The spear was still humming and shaking, shaking off the blood on it.

"I'll remember you..."

In the distant mountains and forests, the figure disappeared, and Mingtang's resentful voice echoed in the night sky.

"Remember me..."

An Qisheng shook his spear, sweeping away the dirt on it:

"That couldn't be better."

Hoo-hoo~

In the night wind, snow, fallen leaves, dead branches and other debris fell '簌簌', like a heavy rain.

Among them, an arm and a blood-stained piece of clothing fell fluttering down, landing in front of An Qisheng.

With that last spear, he not only severed Mingtang's arm, but also pierced his shoulder. Although he avoided the vital point, it was enough for him to lie down for at least half a year.

In fact, Mingtang thought he had escaped, but he didn't know that An Qisheng just didn't want to chase him anymore.

His purpose was only to divert the attention of the Six Doors.

Mingtang was a key figure for him to achieve his goal, so naturally he couldn't kill him so easily, otherwise, wouldn't he have done so much for nothing.

"True qi is really extraordinary..."

An Qisheng gently stroked his chest.

When true qi entered his body, his internal organs were shaken. Fortunately, he had internal force to buffer it, otherwise he would have been injured at this time.

Thinking of this, he lowered his spear, gently picked up Mingtang's clothes with a flick of the spear.

He shook it gently.

噼里啪啦~

Some debris fell out of the blood-stained clothes interlayer.

A token engraved with a python pattern, two dark green porcelain bottles, a white porcelain bottle, and a square purple wooden box.

An Qisheng had deliberately picked this piece of clothing off at the last moment.

"Is this a hidden weapon?"

Curiously looking at the purple wooden box, An Qisheng picked up the fallen objects, then walked to the other side and picked up the short blade that he had knocked away.

This short blade was not an ordinary product. With a gentle shake, the light on it flowed like water.

It had withstood his cold iron spear so many times with a thin short blade, but there was not a single scratch on it, which showed its good material, even better than this cold iron.

"This wave, not a loss..."

An Qisheng slowly exhaled a breath and walked towards the outside of the mountain forest.

Before dawn, he had already seen the Nanliang County City from afar, which looked like a beast crouching on the plain under the night and scarlet moon.

It turned out that An Qisheng's twists and turns in the past two days had not taken him far from Nanliang City.