Shenwu Yutianlei

Chapter 220: Violent Spirit Pill

"Spiritual Shield Technique" is an extremely advanced third-level defensive technique that possesses amazing magical powers.

When Shen Yun performed this technique, it seemed as if a mysterious force was quietly drawn in between heaven and earth. Aura surged, and in front of Shen Yun, a shield shining with strange light quickly condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The light was colorful and unpredictable, sometimes as dreamy and blurred, and sometimes as bright as stars, interweaving a gorgeous and dazzling scene.

The shape of this shield is like a perfect, bright disk, delicate and exuding a unique charm. On the disk, a mysterious atmosphere slowly ripples like water waves, as if it contains endless mysteries waiting for people to explore. A tenacious atmosphere also permeates, leaving no doubt that it has extremely strong defense power, as if it can withstand all fierce attacks.

Under the cover of the mysterious light, it seemed as if all dangers could be easily isolated. When facing Li Wuchang's storm-like attack, it stood there calmly, the shining light and the tenacious characteristics complemented each other to form an unbreakable line of defense.

The atmosphere in the martial arts arena was tense and intense. Li Wuchang waved his sword like a madman, launching fierce attacks on Shen Yun.

However, Shen Yun remained calm and composed. He calmly used the Spiritual Shield Technique to resist Li Wuchang's torrential attack. He said with a mocking smile, "Big Brother, are you tickling me? Can you please use a little more strength?"

Li Wuchang was furious when he heard this, and swung the sword in his hand more frantically, with heavy sword shadows and whistling wind sounds. But no matter how hard he tried, he could not break the shield in front of Shen Yun that was shining with strange light. The shield was like a solid fortress, motionless.

At this moment, Li Wuchang's eyes were filled with resentment and anger. He shouted, "You are just a coward, defending yourself. How can you be different from a turtle? Can you fight me head-on like a man?"

Shen Yun looked at Li Wuchang's frustrated look, but his expression was still calm and composed, and he continued to taunt: "Tsk, so boring, you don't even have the desire to let me draw my sword." Li Wuchang's face flushed, but facing Shen Yun's unbreakable defense, he had no choice but to be angry and helpless.

Under the powerful defense of "Spiritual Light Shield Technique", Shen Yun stood firmly in the center of the martial arts arena like an unshakable mountain. No matter how Li Wuchang attacked, he could not be shaken at all. Li Wuchang gradually fell into despair and helplessness after returning empty-handed again and again.

Li Wuchang could not defeat Shen Yun after a long time of attack. He gritted his teeth and took a few steps back in hatred. His feet stomped heavily on the ground, and each step seemed to be filled with resentment and anger, raising a small cloud of dust. After he stood firm, his chest rose and fell violently, his breathing was slightly disordered, and beads of sweat slid from his forehead and flowed down his cheeks.

He stared at Shen Yun with a gloomy look, which was like the cold wind in winter, cold and full of resentment. There seemed to be a black vortex spinning in the depths of his eyes, as if it wanted to swallow Shen Yun whole. His teeth were clenched tightly, and his cheeks were bulging, showing the strong hatred in his heart.

After a brief thought, his eyes flickered and darkened, and various thoughts and plans flashed through his mind. Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he slowly stretched his right hand into his arms. His fingers trembled slightly, and he seemed to be hesitant, but soon he became firm. Then, he took out a pill from his arms. The pill was round and radiated a strange light. It was obvious that it was not an ordinary item.

He held the pill tightly, veins popping out on the back of his hand, as if the pill was his last hope. He raised his head and swallowed the pill roughly. His throat rolled and the pill slid down his esophagus. The moment the pill entered his stomach, his body shook violently, and a strange power began to spread in his body. He closed his eyes and tried his best to feel the changes brought about by this power, thinking secretly in his heart: "Shen Yun, I will make you pay this time!" On the other side, Shen Yun still watched all this calmly, but there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

At this moment, someone among the disciples watching exclaimed, "That's the Explosive Spirit Pill!" This exclamation was like a thunderclap in the crowd, instantly breaking the originally noisy but still orderly atmosphere of discussion.

The other disciples began to discuss the matter, their voices filled with surprise and disbelief.

"I heard that the Explosive Spirit Pill can temporarily improve a cultivator's cultivation by one level!" A disciple said with eyes wide open in disbelief, his voice trembling slightly, as if he had seen something extraordinary.

"Yes, but the sequelae are also very serious. His cultivation will regress, and he needs to rest for more than a month." Another disciple said with a serious look on his face, "Li Wuchang must have made such a determination to use this kind of medicine."

"This is too much. In order to deal with Shen Yun, he is willing to pay such a price." Some disciples shook their heads and sighed, expressing their confusion about Li Wuchang's behavior.

"But in this case, Shen Yun will be in danger. Li Wuchang was already very difficult to deal with, and now his cultivation has been raised to a higher level. How can we beat him?" Some disciples showed worried looks on their faces, their eyes fixed on the two people on the field.

"Hmph, this is Li Wuchang's style, he will do anything to achieve his goal." Some disciples seemed quite dissatisfied with Li Wuchang's behavior, with a hint of disdain in their words.

"Oh, I wonder if Shen Yun can handle it. This is going to be interesting." Everyone's eyes moved back and forth between Li Wuchang and Shen Yun, and they were all guessing in their hearts how this contest would go. The atmosphere on the field became increasingly tense and subtle.

Amid the discussion, Li Wuchang's body seemed to become the center of a vortex, and a huge spiritual power visible to the naked eye began to surge wildly with him as the core. The surging spiritual power flow surrounded him like a violent whirlwind, making a "woohoo" whistling sound, and the powerful power fluctuations made the surrounding air seem to tremble slightly.

Li Wuchang's eyes, which were originally a little dim, now flashed with crazy light like burning flames, full of extreme desire for victory and determination to win. His originally tired body seemed to be re-injected with vitality and energy under the infusion of this spiritual power. He straightened his spine, and every muscle was tense, exuding a strong sense of power.