Chu Huaian's gaze was icy cold as he bent his legs and charged straight towards the Heavenly Fiend Alliance Leader.
Beside him, Zhao Shijie locked onto the young man, while the others scattered, rushing into the crowd with strange cries.
Bang—
The two exchanged a simple punch in mid-air before separating.
The Heavenly Fiend Alliance Leader's eyes showed a strange look; he hadn't expected a mere Nascent Soul Stage cultivator to be his equal in strength, no wonder he could break into the central area.
“Kid, you’re quite good.”
This was also Chu Huaian's first time facing a Refining Void Realm cultivator. The opponent's control over strength had reached a perfect level.
That punch just now had layers of power, seeping through his skin and directly hitting his internal meridians.
If his physical body hadn't been strengthened by the Lightning Tribulation Liquid and his personal secret realm, that punch just now would have probably crippled his entire arm.
“These old guys are indeed not simple.”
Chu Huaian murmured in his heart, a solemn expression on his face, as his strength rapidly climbed.
Seeing Chu Huaian's wary posture, the Heavenly Fiend Alliance Leader chuckled lightly, stepping through the void, walking towards Chu Huaian one step at a time.
“Which province's sect are you from?”
Chu Huaian did not answer. He quickly took out his longbow and nocked a flying sword onto it.
Whoosh—
The flying sword transformed into a silver light, shooting towards the middle-aged man with a scorching aura.
Bang—
Facing the rapidly approaching attack, the Heavenly Fiend Alliance Leader did not dodge. Instead, he raised his arm and punched the flying sword.
Crack—
The flying sword was instantly shattered by the powerful aftershock, falling to the ground.
At the same time, a fierce leg shadow followed closely, aiming directly for the Heavenly Fiend Alliance Leader's head.
The strong winds howled, making his robes flap, and even the surrounding space was distorting, showing how terrifying the power of this strike was.
The Heavenly Fiend Alliance Leader's eyes finally showed a hint of solemnity. Not daring to be careless, he quickly retreated.
Chu Huaian evidently anticipated the opponent would dodge, and once again closed in, kicking out more than a dozen times in quick succession. The leg shadows layered upon each other, still targeting the opponent's head.
Bang, bang—
The Heavenly Fiend Alliance Leader continuously struck out with more than a dozen palms, blocking Chu Huaian's attacks one by one, then stepped forward and punched Chu Huaian's chest.
Bang—
With this punch, the Heavenly Fiend Alliance Leader hadn't expected to successfully hit Chu Huaian, but now, the opponent had indeed taken his punch.
Just as he was slightly stunned, a fierce punch wind whistled towards him, heading straight for his forehead.
In a hurry, he could only swing his hand to block.
Bang—
The punch wind slammed into the Heavenly Fiend Alliance Leader's arm, followed by a flurry of violent attacks like a storm.
In a short moment, Chu Huaian threw dozens of punches consecutively, forcing the opponent to retreat repeatedly.
In this kind of life-and-death struggle, opportunities only exist for a fleeting moment. Chu Huaian took a direct punch from the opponent, gaining this attacking opportunity, and every punch poured out all his strength.
If it were any other Transformation God Realm cultivator, facing Chu Huaian's fierce attack, their arm would at least be shattered, or they would be directly blown apart.
However, after resisting the first wave of attacks, the opponent's body quickly made subtle adjustments, using clever force to unload most of Chu Huaian's power, then turning passive into active, engaging Chu Huaian in close-quarters melee.
Gusts of wind rose all around, creating swirling vortexes that danced wildly in the air. The rocks below, upon touching the aftershocks, exploded one after another, turning into dust.
Two rocky mountain peaks were blown apart, and huge boulders fell towards the ground.
In mid-air, both men took a punch from the other and temporarily separated.
Bang, bang—
Large boulders pierced through the thick fog, shooting out to both sides.
Chu Huaian kicked out more than a dozen times in quick succession, charging at the opponent again. This time, the two clearly fought with true fury, completely disregarding each other's attacks, every move aimed at a vital spot.
Meanwhile, on the other battlefield.
Zhao Shijie and the young man emerged from the battlefield, both fighting back and forth, with afterimages of them everywhere.
The silver spear flickered, forming two spear flowers that stabbed the man's chest.
Clang—
A clear sound rang out; the silver spear simply couldn't break through the man's defense.
This was the first time Zhao Shijie had encountered such a strong physical body, and a surge of fervent excitement couldn't help but rise in his heart.
“Finally, I can have a good fight.”
Zhao Shijie retreated sharply, plunging the spear into the ground, and took off his outer garment, revealing a muscular physique.
“Which sect's disciple are you, exactly? Why haven't I seen you, this Saint Son?” The man was extremely curious about Zhao Shijie's identity.
He knew all the top prodigies from the various provinces, but he had never seen the person in front of him, and he looked like he was only in his early twenties.
Such a monstrous talent couldn't possibly be unknown.
“Heroes don't ask about their origins, and brave men don't need to force a name. Just fight!”
Zhao Shijie stomped his feet, and a terrifying vortex of Qi rose from beneath him, circling around him. His aura instantly reached its peak, and an invincible sharpness burst forth from his eyes.
“A good one, 'heroes don't ask about their origins'. Today, I shall see what arrogance you possess!”
The man snorted coldly, shook his body forcefully, and his upper garment completely disintegrated, revealing his bronze-colored skin. A surge of malevolent energy erupted from within him, attaching itself to his skin.
Whoosh—
The two charged at each other at the same time, kicking up a sky-high sandstorm around them.
Two terrifying forces collided, emitting dull thuds.
In the swirling storm, streaks of silver light flickered in and out of view, accompanied by roars of anger.
“Fission. Flood Dragon Emerging from the Sea!”
Zhao Shijie held the spear with both hands, the spear tip locked onto the man. He spun rapidly, stirring up a massive storm.
The spear tip emitted a dragon's roar, carrying world-destroying power directly towards the man.
Facing such a powerful attack, the man's face gradually became ferocious. He slammed his palms together and roared:
“A hundred acupoints open, absorbing malevolence like rivers, turbid currents flowing into the sea, returning to the yellow field!”
“True fire for tempering, malevolence turning to smoke, a spark of spiritual light, transforming malevolence into essence!”
“Primordial unity, all malevolence returning to the source!”
In an instant, surges of malevolent energy flowed from all directions into the man's various acupoints, then gathered in his dantian.
A stream of gray energy seeped from the man's skin, covering his body, and in a flash, transformed into a protective aura blocking directly in front of him.
Rumble, rumble—
The sandstorm, enveloping Zhao Shijie, reached the man, the spear tip aiming directly for his forehead.
“Break for me!!!”
Crack, crack—
Two shattering sounds rang out simultaneously.
The protective aura in front of the man was slowly breaking apart.
Conversely, the silver spear in Zhao Shijie's hand was also slowly breaking.
“You can't break it!!!”
The man let out an angry roar, his veins bulging, and thick blood flowed from his nostrils as he exerted all his strength to resist.
Bang—
The spear shaft completely shattered, and the two forces collided, instantly exploding.
Blood-soaked earth swept over everything around, covering a five-zhang radius.
Bang—
Another explosion sounded, and two figures were thrown out from within, slamming into the ground.
When the dust settled, both men, bathed in blood, staggered to their feet.
“Awesome!”
Zhao Shijie fiercely wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. This was the first time he had encountered such a well-matched opponent. The opponent truly deserved to be a top prodigy from another province.
This kind of exhilarating battle made Zhao Shijie extremely engrossed.
“Who... are... you... exactly?”
The man's body was hunched, his voice intermittent, and the blood in his mouth wouldn't stop flowing.
His eyes were fixed on Zhao Shijie, as if he wanted to engrave the opponent's figure firmly in his mind.
“Are you out of strength?” Zhao Shijie frowned, his tone showing dissatisfaction.
Hearing this, the man's face instantly flushed, and he couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of fresh blood.
“Ugh…”
“You… you…”
Thump. The man ultimately couldn't finish his sentence and collapsed into a pool of blood, unwilling to close his eyes even in death.
