Yan Ming stood up, his face stone cold. He looked towards Lu Qian and Lu Feng. With a monotone voice, he says:
"I won't lie to you. I have just recently reached the Nascent realm and I wasn't confident in my abilities. Hearing that the Lu family had 3 Nascent realm experts, I thought that I would try my luck to a spar."
Lu Feng smiled, but scoffed inside.
A new Nascent realm cultivator and he dares be so arrogant? Older brother, since he asked for it, we should teach him a lesson and humble him! Let's show him what a true Nascent expert can do!
No rush. From what I can tell, this isn't arrogance, but rather detachment.
Older brother means...
This Yan Ming isn't simple...Those that practice the dao of detachment, also practice the dao of ruthlessness. Ruthless to their enemies and even more ruthless to themselves. It's a hard path, but those that reach the end are significantly stronger than others.
Hoh~ Then, I must really have a battle with him to experience it!
Sigh~ Fine. Go let this junior know the strength of the Lu family.
Lu Feng nodded and clasped his hand forward.
"Since brother Yan has asked for a spar, this Lu Feng would more than willing to spar with you."
Sending his spiritual energy into his jade ring on his left index finger, he pulled a sword out. The moment it appeared, it roared in the sky like a giant dragon looking at ants.
His realm lowered to early Nascent realm. Otherwise, even if he won he would be accused of bullying a junior.
"Heh, Brother Yan, be careful!"
Lu Feng smiled and directed energy towards Yan Ming.
The overbearing aura pressured Yan Ming, but if anything he felt comfortable. It was like getting a massage on his shoulders or scratching an itch.
Yan Ming still looked at Lu Feng with a silent stare.
He asked in genuine confusion, "What are you waiting for?"
Lu Feng was astonished. That pressure held at least 30% of his strength and was one of his personal moves that he liked to use to crush his opponents will to fight.
Lu Feng didn't believe that Yan Ming didn't take an ounce of damage.
"No rush brother Yan! I'm just warming up! From here on out, I'll be fighting at full strength!"
Lu Feng didn't care about the strength gap any longer.
Reputation? Only strength mattered.
Lu Qian noticed this immediately and got ready to stop Lu Feng at any moment to protect their reputation.
He knew his 2nd brother well. Lu Feng was too proud and too impatient. Although he had consistently told him to be more restrained, Lu Feng was still too reckless.
If Lu Feng lost, it would damage their image.
If Lu Feng won, it would seem like they were bullying Yan Ming; therefore also damaging their image.
From the very start, he was planning on stopping the battle halfway through.
Lu Feng held his sword up, the spiritual energy gathered towards his sword as it floated up out of his hand.
Within a instant, he made at least 3 hand signs.
His voice echoed, "Gathering the storm!"
Thunder and lightning clouded the sky, the clear sky and sun were overshadowed.
Cast throughout the land was a trembling sky striking the ground.
He pointed with two fingers to the heavens. "Manifest!"
The sword turned into a massive ball as it was constantly struct by thunder. Soon it was forming into a lightning bird.
A deafening roar split the sky as a massive lightning bird descended from the heavens, its wings crackling with arcs of blinding electricity.
The creature's feathers shimmered like molten silver, each one alive with energy that danced and sparked with every powerful beat of its wings.
The roar was of the bird echoed throughout the nearby provinces and people were terrified in the roots of their soul.
He roared in a low and deep threatening voice, "Lightning Thunderbird!"
Pointing his fingers, the lightning bird bursted at Yan Ming.
With a screech that reverberated like thunder, the lightning bird dived, leaving a trail of electric currents in its wake that illuminated the sky like a jagged storm.
The air around it sizzled, the sheer power emanating from its body distorting the space it passed through.
Yan Ming calmly looked as all of this was happening.
As the bird streaked towards him, Yan Ming's hands moved with laziness, as if he couldn't be bothered to pay more attention to it.
BOOM!
Clouds of black smoke exploded on impact.
Lu Feng breathed heavily and sweating profusely.
However even though he was tired and drained, he held a big smile on his face. One that had pride and victory.
Somethings not right!
Hearing a transmission from Lu Qian, his victory was short lived.
He looked towards the smoke as it began to clear up slowly.
Lu Feng couldn't believe his eyes!
In front of him was Yan Ming...Holding his Lightning bird with one hand.
His look was still one of calm.
From their view point, Yan Ming was like a impenetrable wall.
Lu Qian on the ground had his mouth wide opened. This strike was something even he had experienced.
The moment it made impact, he immediately noticed that something was off.
The Lightning bird, when it made contact with the enemy, it would explode into a large lightning bomb in a sphere. It would evaporate everything inside.
"I-Impossible! How can that be possible!?"
Not only did the lightning bird didn't explode, it was held in Yan Ming's hand like a corpse.
Of course, the bird didn't actually have any life in it.
Lu Liuyan covered her mouth in shock. Though she didn't know much about Nascent realm fights, this move by her uncle was extremely terrifying.
Yan Ming looked at the bird, his crimson eyes seemingly saw through all of its secrets.
I see...is it like this?
The lightning bird flinched awake as its head crazily sprawled in fear.
Soon, it's roar was drowned out as it's body of lightning compressed and compressed, until it became a white ball of lightning that fit the palm of Yan Ming's hand.
He let the ball of lightning fly up as he pointed up to the sky.
Yan Ming's voice echoed, "Gathering the storm!"
Crimson thunder and purple lightning clouded the sky, the clear sky and sun were overshadowed.
A voice awakened Lu Liuyan from her shock at the current events, "Not good! Liuyan! Stay here, I'm going to help!"
A forcefield encased around Lu Liuyan and 3 treasure mirrors flew around her.
Lu Feng eyes widened, "No! How can this be possible!? You're just early stage Nascent realm junior! I don't believe that I can't stop my own technique!"
With his hands clapping together, countless treasures lined up in front of him.
Yan Ming pointed with two fingers to the heavens. "Manifest!"
A crimson lightning bird formed from the ball of lightning, it was the same bird that Lu Feng had created, but now, the bird had killing intent!
From his beak, instead of a overpowering roar, a mocking laugh echoed through the sky as it looked at Lu Feng as a dead man.
This laugh caused a dangerous chill in Lu Feng's soul!
Right now, he couldn't care about being mocked or whatever, he felt a danger never like he's ever felt before!
His mastery of the Lightning Thunderbird is better than mine!? I have to dodge–
However, he found that he couldn't move!
It wasn't fear, but rather he was completely stuck as lightning fell down from the sky to imprison Lu Feng. He could feel from the lightning, that if he touched it, his soul would take a massive amount of damage!
Like a death call, Yan Ming startled Lu Feng.
Yan Ming's voice, calm and undisturbed, "Lightning Thunderbird!"
With a swift motion, Yan Ming thrust his palms forward, and the crimson lightning bird shot into the sky, leaving a trail of shimmering light in its wake.
Within seconds, the bird vanished and was meters from exploding Lu Feng into ashes.
It's force caused the air to disperse in front of it.
Lu Qian screamed out, begging, "Brother Yan! Please have mercy!"
Yan Ming noticed the shout and tried to shift the bird, but it was already too late.
BOOM!
The bird exploded into a small blinding sun!
The echo of the explosion roared through the valleys, a sound so immense it felt as though it might tear the heavens apart.
The sheer force of the impact sent shockwaves rippling through the air, flattening trees and sending debris flying in every direction. A searing light engulfed the battlefield, turning night into day for a brief, blinding moment.