I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 882: Chapter One Hundred Seventy-Six: Observing the Spirit

The sage of the Wang Clan once said, “The transformation of heaven and earth lies in height and depth; the way of saints lies in concealment and stealth.”

Within these sixteen words was the essence of the Wang Clan’s Yin-Yang Art , the Yin-Yang Masters would never openly confront others.

An unseen Yin-Yang Master was undoubtedly terrifying; not only Tang Luo, even if replaced by a Grandmaster, would be exhausted by those nefarious spirits.

Formations and divine arts are essentially means of borrowing the powers of heavenly spirits and earthly ghosts, and the only way to break them is through the martial tactics of the military strategists, seeking close-quarters combat.

Although he had met Wang Chan only once, the man had handled the sudden changes with composure and composure, and what was more admirable was that he did not engage Tang Luo in a physical contest because of his status as a Saint Child. From the first glance Wang Chan had of Tang Luo, he had decided to flee, even those spirits were purely defensive, which prevented Tang Luo from launching a sneak attack, leaving him no choice but to try “Starfall” to see if he could finish it in one fell swoop.

The style of fighting where someone like Wang Chan wouldn’t take any risks was much more difficult to deal with than the straightforward and aggressive sword technique of Old Master Xu.

“I can’t keep defending passively, heaven knows what else Wang Chan can come up with.”

“I must take the offensive; compared to his cultivation in formations and proficiency in divine arts, his physical technique is laughably weak. Just force him to close range within a few yards, and victory is assured!”

On the way back flying through the air, Tang Luo thought through Wang Chan’s martial framework, and if it had been vaguely conceptualized before, tonight he had seen through the man completely.

All fear comes from the unknown; there is no such thing as a perfect martial framework in the world. As long as you diligently search, you can definitely find a way to break it.

And the very situation the opponent wanted to avoid was where Tang Luo held the advantage. What he needed to do now was to first draw Wang Chan out of Lanshan City.

If it were other Saint Children hiding, it might be very difficult to detect their presence, but who made Wang Chan such a cautious formation master?

Just as physical technique masters always prefer to train alone in the wilderness, it’s almost instinct for a formation master to set up formations wherever they reside.

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For a Saint Child like Wang Chan, whose physical technique was weak, he relied heavily on the protective and concealing effects of formations, and any formation would naturally disrupt the original flow pattern of Spiritual Power.

Or rather, anything at all would alter the flow of Heavenly and Earthly Qi, with formations being one of the categories that had the greatest influence.

Tonight, Wang Chan had expended a considerable amount of Spiritual Power, so naturally, he had to recuperate and also take the opportunity to cultivate, and this was the chance to find him!

Since it was agreed that the duel would be between the two of them alone, external help could not be sought. If it were just about finding Wang Chan, asking the Wind Media Department or even Old Master Xu would naturally be the quickest method, but Tang Luo could not do that.

Tang Luo took to the wind, standing above the boundless void, looking down upon the changes in the heavens and earth over Lanshan City.

The information contained in Spiritual Power was raw and obscure; every twist portended different entities. With the numerous clans and wandering warriors in Lanshan City, the Heavenly and Earthly Qi was in complete disarray.

Trillions of strands of Spiritual Energy diffused throughout the heavens and earth; discerning clues was no easy task. Yet, this was the only method he could rely on to find Wang Chan using his own abilities. Thus, he remained as calm as the still waters of Pinghu, hoping to sift through the chaotic information for the details he sought.

With one glance, he watched from midnight until the dawn broke, and the awakening of Lanshan City brought even more chaos to its Spiritual Energy. The emotions of the city’s populace—joy, anger, sorrow, and pleasure—mingled with their Spiritual Powers created a vision of pure turmoil for Tang Luo, obscuring his sight with chaos.

Just as his plan to search for Wang Chan was about to fall through, he was surprised to discover the Wang Family’s Saint Child who had suddenly appeared outside of the Yunxiang Tower.

“Well, this is indeed a windfall!”

Tang Luo excitedly landed, stowing all his Spiritual Power within the Star Core in his Sea of Qi. Even his large and robust frame shrank several sizes, his presence resembling that of an ordinary Mortal Realm warrior undergoing transformation.

A typical Retractive Breath Technique would only conceal one’s presence, but against warriors who were extremely sensitive to such things, traces of concealment could still be detected through subtle details. However, Tang Luo’s technique differed from others; when he stored his Spiritual Power into the Star Core, it truly vanished without a trace.

He walked unhurriedly toward the Yunxiang Tower on the city’s south, Rich Street, displaying extreme patience like a top predator stealthily approaching its prey.

The vitality of the rising morning sun and the daily bustle of Lanshan City’s thousands of households provided the perfect cover. While getting closer to Wang Chan, he even managed to have three breakfasts and munched on several large pears.

Ultimately, Tang Luo stumbled upon the leisurely dining Wang Clan’s Saint Child at the Piaoxiang Zhai, located right next to the Yunxiang Tower.

It must be said that although Wang Chan’s physical cultivation was lacking, his nutrition was not neglected. Even in Lanshan City, his breakfast was elaborate, with over a dozen dishes of Spiritual Food filling the round table to the brim.

Wang Chan, catching sight of Tang Luo, was not surprised; he elegantly sipped at his lips and gestured to an empty seat in front of him, asking, “Would you care to join me for a bite?”

Now only a round table’s distance apart, Tang Luo shrugged nonchalantly and accepted the invitation, “A guest from afar should be treated with hospitality. I shall join the young master of the Wang Clan for a meal.”

“Excellent.”

The two sat down to dine opposite each other, and the Spiritual Food of Piaoxiang Zhai was as exquisitely prepared as ever. Besides strict selection of ingredients, the chefs of Piaoxiang Zhai were all highly skilled artisans.

As the saying goes, one never tires of fine food, and the finest ingredients paired with the finest cooking delighted the palate of the Wang Clan’s Saint Child from the south.

After a spell of eating and drinking, Wang Chan looked up and asked, “Is the Tang Clan’s Retractive Breath Technique practiced by all or unique to you alone?”

Tang Luo took a handkerchief from his chest pocket to wipe his mouth, replying calmly, “Both are quite good.”

“Indeed impressive,” Wang Chan said, elbows resting on the table and fingers crossed in front of him. “My secret array can detect the presence of any being in Fierce Realm within a hundred paces, but it fails to perceive you. Even now, with you sitting before me, I cannot sense the slightest hint of the Fierce Realm’s energy. Your Concealment Technique is truly interesting.”

“You flatter me.” Tang Luo neatly folded his handkerchief after wiping his mouth and laid it on the tabletop, speaking indifferently, “Young Master Wang, at this moment we are separated by only five steps. Whether it’s arrays or divine arts, none is faster than my fist. So, you have lost.”

“Is that so?” Wang Chan cocked his head, a wicked smile on his face. “Do you think that the disciples of the Wang Clan will fall so easily? That if you manage to close the distance, I will have no choice but to concede defeat?”

Releasing the Spiritual Power from the Star Core within him, the vigorous Qi coursing through his body like a mighty river, Tang Luo’s left fist slowly clenched as he spoke faintly, “This punch may not defeat the Wang Clan’s martial path, but it is enough to defeat you. Would the young master like to give it a try?”