Chapter 352: The Power of the Invincible Pill

Arhat Fist is the supreme boxing technique of Buddhism, aside from its side effect of causing baldness.

Lu Yang had previously refrained from using it, worried about accidentally harming Lanting. However, with his clone now handling Lanting and himself confronting Bai Ming, he felt free to unleash Arhat Fist.

"Let's see how you manage to multitask!" Bai Ming, confident that Lu Yang couldn't control two bodies at once, thrust his sharp long spear forward. It glittered like a star in the night sky.

Lu Yang calmly observed the spear tip. A hollow sound resonated from within him, reminiscent of a Buddha chanting scriptures to bring salvation to all beings.

His fist swung out with a thunderous force, unstoppable as it violently collided with the long spear, stirring up ink-like ripples in the air.

"Arhat Fist!"

*Clang!*

The long spear trembled, producing a metallic echo, as Lu Yang's fist deftly moved along the spear tip, relentlessly closing in on Bai Ming.

Bai Ming put force into his waist, wanting to pull back the spear, his body and stance working in unison. However, Lu Yang repeatedly struck the spear shaft with Arhat Fist, causing it to tremble uncontrollably and making it impossible for Bai Ming to maintain a firm grip.

Bai Ming silently cursed his misfortune. He had been on guard against Lu Yang's divine abilities and spells, yet he hadn't anticipated such terrifying prowess in bare-handed combat.

As the fist was about to connect, Bai Ming quickly formed a hand seal with his left hand. A whistling sound erupted above him as wind blades, resembling guillotine blades, descended from the sky, threatening to split Lu Yang in two.

Bai Ming seized the chance to dodge but was still grazed by the Arhat Fist.

"What a powerful punch!" Bai Ming's heart raced. He was fortunate to have dodged; even a graze from such a heavy, forceful blow caused significant injury. He shuddered to think what would have happened if he had taken it head-on.

He absolutely could not afford to be hit again.

Suddenly, a few black hairs fluttered down, causing Bai Ming to freeze. Before he could fully react, he noticed more and more black hairs falling.

Wait, could this be...?

Bai Ming instinctively touched his head, his expression instantly changing to alarm: "Where's my hair?!"

Staring at the hair scattered on the ground, Bai Ming glared fiercely at Lu Yang.

"The unity of martial arts! I can't believe how perfectly you've combined your fist techniques and spells; you even tricked me!" Bai Ming forced himself to remain calm and analyze the situation, refusing to lose his composure.

Below the stage, a steady stream of cultivators continued to arrive, eager to witness the fight.

"Hey, who's that bald man? Didn't they say Hanging Temple hadn't sent anyone?"

"I heard something about an Arhat from a distance just now. Is that bald man claiming to be an Arhat?"

"Must be fake. He doesn't even have the initiation marks on his head."

Hearing the murmurs from the crowd below, Bai Ming could no longer contain himself. He erupted in fury: "Lu Yang, you forced my hand! Five Elements Revolving Spear Technique!"

"The Five Elements Revolving Spear Technique? He's even mastered that?" Old Master Kang gasped quietly.

"What is the Five Elements Revolving Spear Technique?" people around him inquired.

"This technique was created by an ancient patriarch of the Five Elements Sect who was proficient in Five Elements spells. It merges Five Elements spells with spear fighting, and it cannot be learned without mastering both. I'm astonished that this disciple of the Five Elements Sect has already met the requirements to learn it."

"This old man always felt that what he demonstrated was akin to a Five Elements Golden Core, but a Five Elements Golden Core doesn't seem to possess this level of offensive power!"

"Blazing Gold!" The long spear, like a dragon, lunged towards Lu Yang with unbelievable speed, an overwhelming aura rushing forth.

Lu Yang strode forward, Buddhist chants resonating and an aura capable of devouring mountains and rivers. He once again engaged the long spear with his Arhat Fist, and powerful shockwaves rippled out in all directions.

His fist was like an iron anvil, his aura surging, and a fierce momentum rippled from his strikes.

The clash between fist and spear astonished everyone below the stage. Even Nascent Soul cultivators' expressions changed; they weren't confident they could withstand such a high-frequency barrage of attacks.

"Is he truly only in the early Golden Core stage?"

"I've long heard that disciples of immortal sects cannot be judged by conventional standards. Seeing it today truly confirms that!"

"Even ancient prodigies were probably no more impressive than this."

"Even amidst a great era where prodigies emerge one after another, it's probably difficult to find talents who can stand on par with them, isn't it?"

This was the first time Bai Ming had encountered a cultivator of the same realm who could contend with him after he unleashed his Five Elements Revolving Spear Technique.

He smirked coldly, then plunged his spear into the arena. An earth dragon erupted from the ground, surging forward like a tsunami, roaring as it pressed down on Lu Yang.

Lu Yang used the Shrinking Ground technique, launching a surprise attack on Bai Ming from below. Bai Ming, having extended his spiritual sense, clearly perceived Lu Yang's movements and thrust his spear downwards.

"There he is!"

To Bai Ming's astonishment, Lu Yang's body suddenly shrank, allowing him to dodge the spear.

"Flexible Size?!"

Although he had anticipated Lu Yang possessing various divine abilities and spells, the use of Flexible Size still caught him off guard. Spells typically form a system; mastering one often allows for the intuitive learning of similar ones.

In contrast, Lu Yang's spells — Heaven Devouring Earth, Shrinking Ground, and Flexible Size — seemed entirely unrelated. Not to mention the hair-shedding spell, which Bai Ming had never even heard of.

"So what if he does!"

Bai Ming thrust his spear eighteen times in succession, but Lu Yang dodged every single one. Just as he was about to deliver the nineteenth strike, his body suddenly sank, and everything around him turned pitch black.

Bai Ming hadn't noticed that the shrunken Lu Yang had circled around him as he was thrusting his spear.

It was just enough time for Lu Yang to cast the "Ground Prison" spell.

"Another unknown earth-element spell!" Bai Ming, unable to tolerate being outmatched in Five Elements spells, cast a spell to burrow out of the ground, only to immediately receive a solid punch from Lu Yang.

"Ground Prison!"

Lu Yang trapped Bai Ming in the prison once more.

Bai Ming struggled to remain clear-headed. Since a direct escape was impossible, he decided to try another route. Trapped deep underground, his metal, wood, water, and fire spells were useless; only earth-element spells could be employed.

He attempted to burrow to another location. As soon as he had moved half his body out, he heard Lu Yang's voice from above.

"Ground Prison."

And he was back in his original spot.

"Earth Dragon..." Bai Ming formed hand seals, preparing to summon an earth dragon.

"Ground Prison."

Bai Ming's body jolted; he vanished and reappeared in the same spot, his hand seals interrupted.

"This isn't an earth-element spell; it's a spatial one!" Bai Ming finally grasped the true nature of the technique.

"I refuse to believe it. Earth Dragon..."

"Ground Prison." Lu Yang squatted on the ground, drawing circles and observing Bai Ming with his spiritual sense. Any move Bai Ming attempted, he interrupted with the Ground Prison.

Bai Ming attempted several times, each with the same result, and eventually lost his patience.

"Alright, I surrender!"

With no other option, Bai Ming had to concede. As he ascended to the surface and saw Lu Yang's smiling face, a wave of anger washed over him.

"If only your spellcasting speed weren't faster than mine..."

Bai Ming uttered the words through gritted teeth. He was undeniably limited by casting speed; all the earth-element spells he had learned were large-scale attacks, inherently slow to cast.

If he could have cast a spell before Lu Yang used "Ground Prison," he would have escaped and fought on, making the outcome uncertain.

Lu Yang smiled but said nothing. The strategy provided by the Invincible Pill flashed through his mind: Bai Ming's spear technique was merely a facade, while his Five Elements spells were the foundation. His attacks were invariably rooted in these spells, which, by their nature of mutual generation and overcoming, gained immense power when combined. Therefore, it was advised not to give him any opportunity. The strategy recommended provoking the opponent with Arhat Fist to make him lose his composure, then seizing the opportunity to cast "Ground Prison" and trap him underground. Once underground, he would be forced to use only earth-element spells, allowing Lu Yang to leverage his faster casting speed to interrupt Bai Ming's spells, thereby forcing his surrender.

This was the most time- and effort-efficient approach.