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第四十六章 符箓火拼法术

Compared to his opponent's anxiety, Lin Xuan exuded a sense of confidence. At least on the surface, he was using talisman flames to counter his foe’s spells and occasionally launching ice needles as an ambush attack. While these couldn’t harm Yan Tianheng, they certainly irritated him to no end.

Especially Lin Xuan’s expression, one filled with disdain, often punctuated by taunting remarks. Yan Tianheng's face turned darker and darker.

It was understandable; after all, he was the head of a family, a great expert in the Seventh Stage cultivation technique, yet he found himself helpless against a mere Fourth Stage cultivator. The sense of defeat gnawed at him.

Especially that smug look—truly, it could drive anyone mad with rage.

Was Lin Xuan really so cavalier?

Of course not!

He was deliberately putting on this act. It was well-known that when one's mind is agitated during battle, their strength would be significantly diminished. Facing a stronger opponent, winning required more than just the right strategy and tactics; psychological warfare was equally important.

Thus, Lin Xuan acted smugly, taunting his foe, and Yan Tianheng indeed lost his composure. This showed that Lin Xuan had read him well—though Yan Tianheng was ruthless and cunning like an old fox, he also had a fiery temper, making it not too difficult to provoke him.

Lin Xuan did all this for victory. In truth, he was equally frustrated inside. The reason? Using talismans to counter his opponent's spells—it simply hurt his heart. These were hard-won resources; losing even one felt like a loss.

What further vexed Lin Xuan was that using lower-grade talismans in such quantities was wasteful. Five lower-grade talismans could just neutralize one medium-grade spell, and he had already used thirty of them. If those thirty weren’t spread out but activated simultaneously, they would have long since obliterated his opponent.

However, this was just a theory. The reason? Activating lower-grade talismans still required essence energy. With Lin Xuan’s current cultivation level, he could only use five at most before needing to rest and gather himself for a few seconds—though brief, it made a significant difference when used in intervals. This allowed his opponent to counter with another medium-grade spell, turning the battle into aattrition war (exhaustion war), where whoever depleted their essence energy or talismans first would lose.

In reality, using more than five talismans at once was possible but required recondensing them and linking them with a rare treasure called Essence-Inducing Grass. It was like setting off firecrackers; one could set each one off individually or link them together to be ignited all at once. This Essence-Inducing Grass acted as the fuse, allowing for simultaneous activation of dozens, even hundreds.

Lin Xuan had acquired so many lower-grade talismans with the intention of finding this Essence-Inducing Grass and recondensing them later. But now, he was forced to use them in groups of five without further refinement.

Thus, Lin Xuan’s mood was gloomy and painful, but on the surface, he maintained a nonchalant demeanor, exuding confidence—a useful psychological tactic in battle.

Meanwhile, Yan Tianheng was equally perplexed. Initially, he thought that capturing a Fourth Stage cultivator would be easy. But now, he wasn’t sure how many talismans this youngster had and feared his own essence energy might run out first.

However, from another angle, the young man seemed incredibly wealthy—his assets far surpassing those of a Foundation Establishment stage expert. Reflecting on him trading medium-grade pills for cultivation techniques, it was possible that he had more than one such pill.

If he could obtain a medium-grade pill, his chances of advancing to the Foundation Establishment stage would increase significantly. This thought made Yan Tianheng’s eyes gleam with greed as he licked his lips. It seemed he couldn’t avoid using his treasure.

He released another medium-grade technique and enhanced his essence energy shield. Reaching into his pocket, he prepared for a powerful move.

Lin Xuan frowned, a dark cloud forming on his face. He knew what Yan Tianheng was about to do.

Lin Xuan wouldn't let him succeed so easily. Now, he didn’t care about the cost and directly threw two medium-grade talismans from Zhang Yu’s collection—one countering the Firebird Technique, another transforming into a massive curved sword that descended upon Yan Tianheng.

Since his next move required full concentration, Yan Tianheng had no choice but to endure it.

Boom!

The power of a medium-grade spell was formidable; far beyond the earlier flames. The impact with the essence energy shield produced a tremendous shockwave.

Dust rose as a deep trench was gouged into the ground. After being hit, Yan Tianheng’s face turned pale, and blood trickled from his lips. But Lin Xuan inwardly lamented that it could have been more effective. Although the curved sword had severely wounded him, it ultimately failed to break through the essence energy shield.

"Brat, you’ve pushed me to this point; you’re good. Now, you can die!"

Before the dust settled, Yan Tianheng’s resentful voice echoed, filled with a chilling ruthlessness. Lin Xuan felt a chill run down his spine as he gathered his essence energy at his fingertips and grabbed another talisman.

But he didn’t act rashly. In uncertain times, hasty actions were foolish. He needed to observe what his opponent was preparing before making any moves.

Though wary, Lin Xuan harbored no fear. His opponent had a trump card, but so did he—his hidden treasures, the Ice Needle Technique and Golden Chain, remained unused. A grandperfect realm expert was nothing; in cultivation battles, essence energy and talismans were equally decisive factors.

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