Peerless Little Immortal Doctor-Chapter 800 - 802: Li Qianqian Shows Her Power

They had not yet had the chance to fully deploy their abilities,

nor did they know the true extent of their limits.

Being able to face warriors of the same rank made them very excited.

Tie Shan, on the other hand, was matched against an Earth-Rank Mid-Level warrior.

Although the opponent was higher in rank, Tie Shan was not flustered.

He was confident that his martial arts skills and experience were superior.

And that was enough.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Xiao Hu was the first to step into the arena. Across from him stood another young martial artist,

whose cultivation level was the same: Yellow-Rank Peak.

At another arena, Li Qianqian faced a middle-aged man. His aura was deep and dense, faintly on the verge of breaking through the barrier of the Mysterious Rank.

In essence, this middle-aged man had surpassed the Mysterious Rank Peak, reaching Half-Step Earth Rank.

“Little girl, I suggest you surrender. Fists and feet have no eyes—I wouldn’t want to ruin that tender face of yours,”

Wang Ping sneered mockingly as he looked at the delicate and fresh-faced Li Qianqian.

“Heh, I’ve heard your Black Tortoise Sect’s shell is exceptionally tough. Today, I want to see about breaking it,”

Li Qianqian responded with a cold smile. After studying the scroll, she had gained some insights into the Black Tortoise Sect.

The disciples of the Black Tortoise Sect all practiced the Black Tortoise Soul Technique.

This was a supreme defensive cultivation technique.

However, in choosing a defensive technique, they naturally compromised in other areas.

This was Li Qianqian’s opportunity.

Primarily defense, secondarily offense—

what was there for her to fear?

Besides, the Black Tortoise Soul’s defense might not withstand the Spiritual Energy of a cultivator.

Currently, Li Qianqian was a Qi Cultivation Stage Two cultivator.

Under certain circumstances, she could even condense Immeasurable Sword Energy, a power formidable enough to challenge any Mysterious Rank warrior.

“Such a sharp-tongued brat. You haven’t even grown up, yet you dare challenge your seniors. Today, I’ll not only make you despair for the future but crush Osmanthus Sect before it even gets a chance to rise!”

Wang Ping hated hearing any comparison of Black Tortoise to a mere turtle shell. Someone so audacious today would get no leniency from him.

“Hmph! Fight then!”

Without wasting more words, Li Qianqian let out a cold snort and activated the Immeasurable Sword Art with a thunderous burst.

At that moment, Spiritual Energy surged forth, breaking free from her dantian and circulating through her meridians.

“Black Tortoise Strike!”

Wang Ping was already well-prepared. He immediately unleashed a martial arts skill that was a peerless technique of the Black Tortoise Soul Technique.

Faint shadows began to form around his fist.

The shadows flickered between visible and invisible.

Upon closer observation, one could discern the shape of a thick palm, its claws extended and sharp enough to rip through the air and produce a piercing sound.

“Li Qianqian, stay calm! Use Eight Trigrams Palm against him!”

Taking a deep breath, Li Qianqian sketched a familiar opening move of the Eight Trigrams Palm as though etched into her very bones.

Energy flowed through a hundred meridians, converging into both palms as Li Qianqian surged forward.

In an instant, her palms collided with the Black Tortoise Strike.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

One unleashed Black Tortoise Frenzy Strike. The other countered with Eight Trigrams Diverting Palm.

The power unleashed by their collision left the surrounding martial artists gaping in shock.

In their imagination, Li Qianqian was supposed to be a timid woman.

Yet no one had anticipated how calm she would remain while facing a Mysterious Rank Peak warrior.

And even more surprising, her martial arts skills could match the sect-defining techniques of the Black Tortoise Sect blow for blow.

Boom! Boom!!

After several exchanges, a powerful force sent Li Qianqian stumbling backward by several meters.

As expected, the warriors of the Black Tortoise Sect possessed immense defensive strength, no matter the martial skill they employed.

“Tsk tsk! You’re really fragile,”

Wang Ping mocked as he withdrew his claws, looking at Li Qianqian with contempt.

“Hmph, worry about yourself! This move will shatter your shell!”

With a determined cry, Li Qianqian executed the extreme move taught to her by Bai Lili for the first time.

“Falling Moon Flowing Water!”

Water bore the force of softness, exerting significant resistance against any hard blow that struck it.

Seeing Li Qianqian’s technique, Xia Liu nodded in satisfaction.

The Black Tortoise Sect drew upon the force of yang—a hard and unyielding attribute. To clash head-on with such force would yield no advantage unless Li Qianqian revealed her identity as a cultivator.

But using water-attribute martial arts was another matter entirely.

To overcome rigidity with softness was the perfect strategy.

The flowing water technique poured forth in succession, while Li Qianqian’s fluid movement technique stunned the watching martial artists.

It was unfathomable to them how a female warrior could unleash such enchanting attack motions.

“Haha, that Mysterious Rank woman is bound to lose. At a time like this, she’s focused on looking graceful rather than emphasizing power.”

“Hmm, I agree. Facing a Black Tortoise Sect warrior without relying on strength is simply courting death.”

“Sigh, Osmanthus Sect… perhaps they’re just a fleeting spark after all.”

…

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, Li Qianqian remained unmoved. Her sole focus was to defeat Wang Ping with the palm techniques she had mastered.

“Your form might look good, but your strength is far too meager!”

After mocking her, Wang Ping once again unleashed a signature move of the Black Tortoise Soul Technique.

But this time, something threw him off.

His fists collided with Li Qianqian’s palms, yet there was an inexplicable sensation of being restrained.

It was as though his fists were striking clear water, unable to exert any force.

Moreover, an unsettling realization crept into him—

the fact that Li Qianqian used her left hand with equal skill while he remained tightly bound to his right-hand sword stance.

This strange sensation only worsened as his fists continued to strike. Wang Ping grew increasingly unnerved.

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Before Li Qianqian, all his confidence seemed to evaporate.

On the other hand, Li Qianqian’s sweat glistened as it scattered into the air. Her flowing water palms transitioned seamlessly from one form to the next.

Bang!

Finally, Wang Ping’s chaotic stance left him open as a soft yet powerful palm strike landed squarely on his abdomen.

A muffled thud echoed as Wang Ping was sent flying back over ten meters.

Though the strike felt gentle, Wang Ping alone knew it carried a force that surpassed the Mysterious Rank Peak!

“I underestimated you…”

Before Wang Ping could finish his sentence, Li Qianqian’s elegant figure had already closed the distance.

His pupils contracted sharply at that instant.

Not just him, but even the onlooking martial artists were dumbfounded.

The speed Li Qianqian displayed just then was otherworldly, leaving afterimages scattered across the arena.

Bang!

A soft yet resolute Jade Palm pressed against Wang Ping’s chest.

A faint, ethereal voice followed, accompanied by Wang Ping’s figure being blown off the stage in a reversed arc.

The crowd fell completely silent, everyone in awe of Li Qianqian’s speed and strength.

Before the gatherings could respond, on another battlefield, Tie Shan calmly retracted his heavy fist and coldly stared at the Earth-Rank Mid-Level warrior who was now lying off the stage…