Immortal Journey of the Wu Clan's Twin Dragons

Chapter 5- I Won (Part 1)

Looking at his brother with an annoyed expression, Longwei ignored the question and instead said.

"Twin or not, I'm still the older brother so it's only right for you to address me as such."

"I'll call you elder brother when you’re on our deathbed, consider it a parting gift."

Longmin's instant rebuttal caused Longwei to become speechless.

His tone was filled with so much cheekiness you wouldn’t believe he was still smiling all warmly as he said it.

Narrowing his eyes, Longwei locked his gaze with a smiling Longmin. Suddenly, his hand slammed on the chair’s armrest.

Slap! Boom! Whoosh!

The chair he was leisurely sitting on was slapped to pieces, giving him the momentum to leap off the edge of the booth into the air.

The crowd below looked up to see Longwei's dragon-like figure soar across a distance of eighty meters to arrive above the stage. With the sun behind him, everyone could only make out his silhouette.

While still floating in the air from the inertia, Longwei placed his palms together as if he was praying before saying.

"Godly Palm: Replacing The Heavens!"

The runic seal inside of him that was suppressing his cultivation loosened, causing his cultivation base to enter the Foundation Building Realm.

Spiritual Qi flowed from his dantian and circulated through his eight extraordinary meridians to gather in his right palm, which started to glow jade green in color.

He then pushed his palm downwards in a swift motion, a jade green palm print started to descend towards Longmin.

It started small, but as it descended further down, it enlarge to a size that covered 1/3 of the fifty-meter-wide stage.

The palm was extremely detailed as even the palm lines and fingers prints on it were visible.

The disciples down below visions darken as the gigantic palm blotted out the sky, it looked as if had really replaced the heavens.

The ones that were closer to the stage felt an intense and suffocating pressure, and without hesitation started to run away in panic. Some were lucky to reach a far enough distance, but the slow ones got blown away by the strong winds the palm generated while descending.

While the disciples were busy scattering for dear life, Longmin was still sitting in a lotus position on the stage.

With a calm expression he looked at the palm coming closer to him, his white robes were surprisingly motionless as he casually lifted his left arm above his head and extended his delicate, pale white index finger.

The scene of Longmin trying to stop the palm with just a finger looked like a mantis trying to stop a war chariot. With his small frame under that huge palm, anyone would assume that his index finger along with his body would be crushed to pieces.

The disciples that were watching the events play out from the distance widened their eyes in surprise.

They all could tell that Longwei had used an extremely powerful Daoist Magic spell even. Even someone in the mid-stage of the Foundation Building Realm when facing this palm would feel like their walking on a tight rope that was suspended above a thousand-meter-deep pit. One miss-step would lead to their deaths.

But even so, Longmin was trying to stop said Daoist Magic spell with only a finger.

The disciples who were at the mid-stage of the Foundation Realm in the crowd were even more shocked than anyone else, Longmin was only in the early stage of the Foundation Realm!

However, when everyone was expecting the worse, Longmin's seemly weak index finger produced a soft white light while a red runic symbol the size of a pin appeared on the tip of his finger.

These barely noticeable changes caused the almighty palm to come to a complete stop. With Longmin's finger as the center, a red glow started to enshroud the palm causing it to dissipate starting from there.

Looking at the scene unfolding, the disciples, no surprise that it was mostly females, who were heard cheering in excitement.

The mid-stage Foundation Realm disciples on the other hand all collectively sucked in a cold breath of air. They all thought to themselves that their Two Young Masters were too monstrously talented, they were so young but still so strong.

Anyone in the same generation either in the Wu Clan or the outside world would feel helpless when thinking about the insurmountable gap in skill between them and these two demons.

In the crowd, several disciples could be seen with complicated looks on their faces. They were the personal disciples of clan Elders of the four divisions and were considered geniuses in their respective divisions. Even though it was to be celebrated to have such talented Young Masters to follow, as they were young hot-blood and competitive youths around the same age as them, they couldn't help but have some mixed feelings in the end.

Back on the stage, Longmin looked through the dissipating palm at Longwei and said.

"Even though it's a Sky-level Daoist Magic spell, you actually reached Initial Mastery of Grand uncle's Godly Palm.

"Congratulations, twin brother."

Longwei, who was now free-falling down to the stage, had his lips twitched as he heard Longmin's last words. Stifling down some curses, he made a hand seal and then pointed at the dissipating palm.

Three of the palm's fingertips started to glow a dazzling blue light, which was followed by three sharp and piercing Sword Qi flying out at Longmin.

They were really unexpected and extremely fast, between the time Longwei pointed to the time the three Sword Qi reached an inch away from Longmin, only a second had gone by.

The disciples who were still in the midst of their cheering didn't even have the time to register what was happening when the three Sword Qi pierced through Longmin and then the stage below, causing rubble and dust to fill the stage.

The cheering crowd immediately turned to pin-drop silence.

Several breaths later, a shrill scream could be heard from a female disciple, who immediately fainted in disbelief right after.

Everyone looked at the debris-fill stage in a daze. Even though they couldn't tell what had just occurred, they could guess from the flash of blue light and the shock wave that an attack had just been carried out.

In the cloud of dust, they could see the silhouette of Longwei who had landed on the stage.

When they turn to look towards Longmin the only thing they saw was his motionless figure.

Everyone was equally dumbstruck by this development.

The dust in the air began to settle, so they were able to see everything more clearly. And to everyone's surprise, Longwei was currently looking to his left away from Longmin, seeming unconcern about the possibility that his brother could be dead.

The disciples were frightened, they all thought that their Young Master had gone insane.

‘Had he really gotten so angry this time that he killed his brother?'

'But that was too ridiculous, even though the Young Masters always fought over the smallest of things in the clan, it wasn't to the point of wanting to kill each other. They were practically inseparable going by the rumors.'

The disciples soon turn to look in the direction Longwei was looking towards, wanting to see what he found so interesting than his brother's safety.

But what they saw resulted in a few of them becoming slacked-jawed with wide eyes.