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Miracle Doctor Chapter 1036
Ye Qiu killed six people in succession, his methods decisive, his stance domineering.
Immediately, he intimidated the big shots present.
The scene fell into silence, with no one daring to stand up and speak.
Indeed, challenging a man destined to die, isn’t that courting death?
Old Tang glanced at Ye Qiu, his eyes complex.
Ye Qiu returned to his seat and sat down.
Moments later.
With a “creak,” the door of the hall slowly opened, and Long Er walked out.
Long Er was dressed in a purple python robe, his hair bound with a golden crown, resembling an ancient prince.
Instantly, countless people stood up, bowing in respect.
“Second Master!”
“Second Master!”
“…”
Only Ye Qiu, Old Master Ye, Ye Wudi, Ye Wuwei, Long Nü, Old General Bai, and Old Tang did not rise to pay respects.
Ye Qiu and his group were enemies of the Forbidden City, so naturally, they wouldn’t bow.
Old Tang’s status made it impossible for him to grovel before Long Er.
As for Old General Bai, at his age, and with the Bai family’s descendants dwindling, he didn’t care about offending the Forbidden City.
Long Er scanned the room, smiling as he said:
“Tonight is New Year’s Eve, and I feel uneasy for disturbing your family reunions.”
“However, a great show will soon unfold here.”
“Please look forward to it.”
After speaking, Long Er glanced at Ye Qiu and Old Master Ye, a sinister smile curling his lips.
As for the few people Ye Qiu had killed, Long Er didn’t even spare them a glance.
Though the deceased were of notable status, in Long Er’s eyes, they were mere ants.
Old Tang spoke up, asking: “Long Er, where is Long Yi?”
Unexpectedly, Long Er ignored Old Tang, addressing the crowd instead: “It’s cold outside, and it’s been hard on everyone to come here for the ceremony.”
“After the show, I’ll prepare warm wine to warm you up.”
“Then, we’ll drink and make merry until we’re drunk.”
A flash of anger crossed Old Tang’s eyes. As the highest authority, being ignored by Long Er was a humiliation akin to being slapped in public.
However, Old Tang didn’t lose his temper.
He knew Long Er’s arrogance stemmed from the Forbidden City’s confidence.
At that moment.
A shrill, duck-like voice echoed from within the hall: “The City Lord has arrived, everyone kneel to greet him!”
The voice was sharp and piercing, hurting everyone’s eardrums.
A master!
Ye Qiu’s eyes narrowed slightly.
He sensed it: the voice carried the power of true qi, indicating the speaker’s high cultivation.
The City Lord, naturally, was the Forbidden City’s leader, Long Yi.
Thud!
The heads of the prominent families present dropped to their knees.
Moreover, their faces showed no discontent, only reverence, like servants greeting their master.
“A bunch of cowards afraid of death.”
Ye Qiu sneered.
Only a few of them remained standing, refusing to kneel.
Ten seconds later.
Two old men in grey robes carried a sedan chair out from the hall.
Ye Qiu glanced at the two old men, his heart tightening.
He could tell these two were powerful, each having cultivated four strands of true qi.
However, their faces were pale and clean-shaven, exuding an effeminate aura.
The sedan was set down.
Before the person inside emerged, the pale-faced old man on the left glared coldly at Ye Qiu and his group.
“The City Lord has arrived, why aren’t you kneeling?”
The old man’s voice was sharp and grating, like a needle piercing the eardrums, deeply uncomfortable.
Ye Qiu retorted: “Why should we kneel?”
The old man snapped: “Everyone who comes here must kneel to the City Lord, that’s the Forbidden City’s rule!”
Ye Qiu scoffed: “And if I don’t?”
The old man’s face darkened: “If you dare defy, we’ll make you face the consequences.”
“We”?
Ye Qiu realised: these two old men were eunuchs!
Ye Qiu said coolly: “I’d like to see what consequences.”
“Courting death,” the old man roared, then bowed to the person in the sedan: “City Lord, please wait a moment, this old slave will teach this arrogant brat a lesson.”
Then.
The old man strode towards Ye Qiu, rolling up his sleeves, sneering:
“Kid, you can be arrogant outside, but this is the Forbidden City, no place for your insolence.”
“Since you disrespect the City Lord, don’t blame us for being unkind.”
“Tell me, how do you want to die?”
The old man looked down haughtily, as if Ye Qiu were already a corpse.
Ye Qiu, provoked, cursed: “You damn eunuch, you think you can kill me? Who gave you the nerve?”
The old man flew into a rage.
“On the brink of death, you still dare to insult? We’ll send you to the underworld.”
Whoosh—
The old man moved like a gust of wind, appearing before Ye Qiu in an instant.
Then, he swiftly reached out with his right hand, grabbing for Ye Qiu’s throat.
Ye Qiu didn’t dodge. When the old man was half a metre away, he smashed out a fist.
“Boom!”
A ferocious inner force surged like a raging sea.
Before the old man’s hand could reach Ye Qiu’s throat, his body was sent flying.
“Ah—”
The old man screamed, his body exploding with a “bang” as he flew back.
In an instant, blood and flesh scattered.
The scene stunned everyone.
No one expected Ye Qiu to be so bold, killing a servant in front of Long Yi.
“Such audacity, daring to kill our Forbidden City’s people, you deserve death.”
The other old eunuch by the sedan roared in anger.
Ye Qiu replied coldly: “I came here today to kill Long Yi.”
“Outrageous!” The old eunuch launched himself at Ye Qiu.
His attack was a killing move, four strands of true qi manifesting behind him, his body radiating powerful energy.
Ye Qiu still didn’t dodge. As the old eunuch approached, he swiftly pointed a finger.
Whoosh—
The Six Meridians Divine Sword erupted.
A sharp sword qi pierced the air, and the next second, a blood hole appeared in the old eunuch’s forehead.
Thud!
The old eunuch fell, dead with eyes wide open.
With both servants killed, Long Yi, inside the sedan, was furious, shouting: “Second, kill him.”
“Yes!”
Long Er responded, then strode towards Ye Qiu.
As he walked, he said:
“Ye Qiu, last time in Jiangzhou, I told you I’d kill you myself to avenge my brothers.”
“I planned to kill the Ye family first, then you, but since you’re so arrogant, I’ll send you on your way now.”
“Kid, prepare to die!”
An aura of a supreme master emanated from Long Er, so powerful that even from a distance, Ye Qiu struggled to breathe.
Ye Qiu’s expression grew grave, his right hand clenching into a fist.
A great battle was about to begin.
Suddenly.
A deep shout came from the Forbidden City’s entrance:
“Stop!”
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“Stop!”
Suddenly, a deep shout rang out.
Everyone turned around.
A figure emerged through the swirling snow, striding from the entrance of the Forbidden City.
He was handsome, tall, draped in a military overcoat, with a war blade slung across his back.
“Big Brother!”
Xiao Qingdi shouted in delight.
Indeed, the newcomer was none other than the Champion Marquis, Xiao Jiu!
Whispers spread among the crowd.
“I knew it, how could such a grand event lack the Champion Marquis?”
“Judging by his demeanor, he doesn’t seem here to watch a show, does he?”
“I heard a few months ago, when the Northern Border was in trouble, Ye Qiu led the Dragon Gate to rescue Xiao Jiu.”
“Could Xiao Jiu be here to help Ye Qiu?”
“Though Xiao Jiu is powerful, he’s no match for the Forbidden City. I hope he’s not seeking his own doom.”
Ye Qiu was also somewhat surprised.
He hadn’t expected Xiao Jiu to appear at this moment.
“Big Brother, Big Brother…” Xiao Qingdi continued shouting loudly at Xiao Jiu.
Xiao Jiu glanced at Xiao Qingdi, noting his bruised, swollen face, and walked over, asking: “Who hit you?”
“Ye Qiu!” Xiao Qingdi said venomously: “Big Brother, help me take him down. That punk stepped on my face.”
“Are you sure it was Ye Qiu?” Xiao Jiu seemed skeptical.
“Certain,” Xiao Qingdi replied: “Everyone here saw it. The Zhou family head spoke up for me and was killed by Ye Qiu.”
Xiao Jiu’s gaze swept over, landing on the Zhou family head’s corpse.
His eyes turned cold.
Slap!
Xiao Jiu struck Xiao Qingdi across the face.
Stunned, Xiao Qingdi clutched his face, saying: “Big Brother, why did you hit me?”
Xiao Jiu said coldly: “If Ye Qiu hit you, it means you deserved it.”
I deserved it?
Xiao Qingdi grew angry: “Big Brother, are you out of your mind?”
“At a time like this, why are you still defending Ye Qiu?”
“He’s about to die.”
“Shut up!” Xiao Jiu glared at Xiao Qingdi, then said softly: “Qingdi, from now on, stop acting recklessly. You must reform and be a better person.”
Xiao Jiu gave Xiao Qingdi a deep look.
His gaze was filled with reluctance.
Then, he stepped forward.
“Champion Marquis…”
Ye Qiu greeted Xiao Jiu as he approached, but Xiao Jiu didn’t stop, merely glancing at him.
Xiao Jiu walked past Ye Qiu, heading straight to the front of the plaza.
Just as everyone thought Xiao Jiu was going to greet Old Tang, he suddenly dropped to his knees.
Thud!
Xiao Jiu knelt on the ground, declaring loudly: “Your disciple Xiao Jiu pays respects to Master.”
Master?
Who was Xiao Jiu’s master?
The crowd exchanged confused looks, as none had ever heard that Xiao Jiu had a master.
“Xiao Jiu, why aren’t you staying in the Northern Border? What’s your purpose in returning to the capital now?”
A displeased voice came from the sedan, Long Yi’s.
What?
Xiao Jiu was Long Yi’s disciple?
The crowd erupted in shock.
“The Champion Marquis is a successor of the Forbidden City? How is that possible!”
No one could believe it.
Xiao Qingdi stood dumbfounded: “When did Big Brother become Long Yi’s disciple? How did I not know?”
Ye Qiu, Ye Wudi, and the others were equally stunned.
They hadn’t expected the renowned Champion Marquis to be Long Yi’s disciple.
Did Old Tang know about this?
Ye Qiu glanced at Old Tang, whose face was grim, clearly unaware that Xiao Jiu was a successor of the Forbidden City.
That made sense. If Old Tang had known Xiao Jiu was Long Yi’s disciple, he would never have entrusted him with such heavy responsibilities.
Suddenly, a chill ran through Ye Qiu.
If Xiao Jiu was Long Yi’s disciple, why had he come to the capital now?
To kill me?
If so, what was the million-strong army under Xiao Jiu’s command doing at this moment?
And Xiao Jiu’s rise to power in the military, taking control of the Northern Border, was that orchestrated by the Forbidden City?
If so, what was the Forbidden City’s scheme?
Two words flashed in Ye Qiu’s mind:
Rebellion!
“No, society today isn’t like ancient times. Even if the Forbidden City controls the Northern Border’s million-strong army through Xiao Jiu, they can’t rebel.”
“If they tried, the Forbidden City would be digging its own grave.”
“The current system wouldn’t allow any single force to dominate the world.”
“So what is the Forbidden City planning?”
Suddenly, a spark of insight hit Ye Qiu, recalling a phrase.
Holding the emperor to command the vassals!
The Forbidden City aimed to control Old Tang, the supreme authority, through its grip on the Northern Border’s army and its own strength, reducing Old Tang to a figurehead.
They wouldn’t rebel, but they would still call the shots.
What ambition!
A chill ran through Ye Qiu. He glanced at Old Master Ye and the War God.
Both elders’ faces were unprecedentedly grave, likely having guessed the Forbidden City’s ambitions.
Ye Qiu’s gaze shifted to Xiao Jiu.
“Champion Marquis, if you’re truly colluding with the Forbidden City, you’ll become a sinner for the ages.”
Xiao Jiu didn’t respond to Long Yi’s question.
Boom!
A loud explosion rang out.
The sedan shattered into pieces.
Long Yi’s figure appeared.
Ye Qiu looked up, seeing Long Yi seated, his face that of a man in his sixties or seventies.
He had a square face, ruddy complexion, and long black hair tied with a golden crown.
Long Yi wore a bright yellow dragon robe embroidered with nine five-clawed golden dragons, his feet in black boots with dragon patterns, resembling an ancient emperor.
High and mighty.
Long Yi’s eyes flashed like lightning as he bellowed at Xiao Jiu: “Why have you returned now?”
Xiao Jiu replied: “Your disciple heard that Master was in danger, that the Forbidden City faced a threat, so I rushed back to lend Master my strength.”
“Nonsense!” Long Yi snapped: “A few mere ants? Killing them is easier for me than crushing an insect. What danger?”
“Why did you really return?”
“Speak the truth!”
Xiao Jiu raised his head, meeting Long Yi’s eyes, and said loudly: “Master’s kindness in nurturing me is something I’ll never forget.”
“Today, I’ve returned to offer Master one piece of advice.”
“Peace in the realm is hard-won.”
“No matter how powerful the Forbidden City is, it cannot place itself above imperial authority.”
“Not only that, the Forbidden City should stay out of worldly disputes and remain law-abiding.”
“Otherwise, the world will fall into chaos.”
“Impudent!” Long Yi roared at Xiao Jiu: “How I act is not for you to dictate.”
“I order you to return to the Northern Border at once.”
“I can pretend nothing happened.”
Sigh!
Xiao Jiu let out a sigh: “I knew Master wouldn’t heed my advice.”
“I didn’t plan to return to the Northern Border when I came to the capital this time.”
“Master, I’m sorry.”
Thud, thud, thud!
Xiao Jiu kowtowed three times to Long Yi, then stood up, exuding a towering battle intent.
“Xiao Jiu, what’s the meaning of this?”
Long Yi raged: “Do you intend to betray your master?”
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Xiao Jiu shook his head: “Master, you’ve misunderstood.”
“Master’s kindness in nurturing me is something I’ll never forget. No matter how disrespectful I may be, I would never dare to betray my master.”
“But, I no longer wish to be your pawn.”
“You trained me only to control the Northern Border’s million-strong army through me, so that when you give the order, I would lead the army to serve you loyally.”
“But you forgot, the Northern Border army belongs to the nation. All my honours were granted by Old Tang. If I were loyal to you, I would betray the emperor’s grace and lead the million soldiers of the Northern Border into an abyss.”
Hearing this, Old Tang looked at Xiao Jiu deeply.
He felt some relief.
Though Xiao Jiu was Long Yi’s disciple, he hadn’t forsaken his duty and mission.
Long Er sneered: “Xiao Jiu, from your words, are you betraying Big Brother?”
“Don’t forget, without Big Brother, could you have become the War God of the Northern Border?”
“Could you have become the top of the Dragon List?”
“You don’t want to betray the emperor’s grace, but what does betraying Big Brother count as?”
“I’m telling you, Xiao Jiu, this is outright ingratitude!”
Long Er was furious.
Back then, Long Yi had secretly taken Xiao Jiu as a disciple because of his martial talent, intending to use him as a pawn to control the Northern Border’s million-strong army.
With that army in hand, combined with the Forbidden City’s strength, they could dictate the affairs of the world, reducing Old Tang to a figurehead.
But they never expected Xiao Jiu to betray them today.
This pawn was cultivated in vain.
Long Er wanted nothing more than to kill Xiao Jiu.
Xiao Jiu said: “I don’t want to betray the emperor’s grace, nor do I want to be an ungrateful person.”
Long Er was stunned: “What do you mean?”
“You want to be loyal and filial at the same time?”
“What a joke!”
“Since ancient times, there’s never been such a thing as balancing loyalty and filial piety.”
Long Yi looked at Xiao Jiu, silent.
His face was grim.
“Master, I, Xiao Jiu, am not an ungrateful person. To repay your kindness, today, I will risk my life to help you eliminate a great enemy.”
After speaking, Xiao Jiu turned and walked towards Ye Qiu.
Long Er shouted: “Killing a few ants doesn’t need your help. Xiao Jiu, get back to the Northern Border!”
Before he could finish.
Long Yi raised his hand, gesturing for Long Er to be quiet.
Long Er couldn’t help but say: “Big Brother, we’ve planned for years, not for him to help us kill enemies. We wanted the Northern Border’s million-strong army.”
Long Yi said: “Xiao Jiu has made his choice. Even if he returns to the Northern Border, that army won’t be under our control.”
Long Er said urgently: “But this will disrupt our plans.”
“Don’t worry, it won’t affect the bigger picture.” Long Yi stared at Xiao Jiu’s back, saying coldly: “Some people, with a bit of status and strength, think they can change the course of events.”
“Little do they know, the affairs of the world aren’t something one person can alter.”
“Fool!”
Long Er’s eyes gleamed with malice. He had already decided that after tonight, he would eliminate Xiao Jiu.
A disobedient pawn would only become a liability.
Xiao Jiu stopped ten metres from Ye Qiu.
He smiled and said:
“Ye Qiu, back in Yangcheng, you said if I gave you ten years, you could beat me to a pulp.”
“I said I’d only give you three years.”
“Regrettably, I’m breaking my word. I can’t give you three years.”
“This battle begins now!”
Normally, Ye Qiu would have agreed without hesitation, but tonight, he didn’t want to fight Xiao Jiu.
“Xiao Jiu, my enemy isn’t you,” Ye Qiu said.
Xiao Jiu replied: “Your enemy is the Forbidden City, and I am part of the Forbidden City.”
Ye Qiu shook his head: “No, in my heart, you’re a person worthy of respect.”
A person worthy of respect?
Xiao Jiu smiled.
He smiled happily.
“Ye Qiu, I’m glad to hear you say that.”
“But our fight tonight is unavoidable.”
“I represent the Forbidden City in this battle, and I will give my all. Ye Qiu, I hope you will too.”
Boom!
As Xiao Jiu spoke, a terrifying aura erupted from him.
Instantly, the prominent figures in the crowd retreated dozens of metres.
In the blink of an eye, only Xiao Jiu and Ye Qiu remained in the centre of the plaza.
They faced each other from a distance.
“Xiao Jiu, why must you do this?” Ye Qiu sighed.
Xiao Jiu grew impatient: “Enough talk, make your move!”
Ye Qiu stood still.
“Since you won’t act, I won’t hold back.”
Roar!
Xiao Jiu let out a loud roar, his handsome face filled with battle intent. He didn’t draw his blade but clenched his right fist, charging at Ye Qiu like lightning.
This punch was direct and straightforward.
No fancy moves.
Ye Qiu suddenly recalled what Master Longbrow had said: if Xiao Jiu entered the capital within a year, he would surely die, and by Ye Qiu’s hand.
Whoosh!
Ye Qiu moved his feet, quickly dodging to the side.
He didn’t want to fight Xiao Jiu.
Xiao Jiu pursued, his fist swinging at Ye Qiu again.
Ye Qiu dodged and asked: “Must we fight?”
“We must,” Xiao Jiu said: “I told you, I’ll give my all, and I hope you will too.”
Boom!
Xiao Jiu threw another punch.
Ye Qiu understood Xiao Jiu’s resolve. This time, he didn’t dodge, swiftly channeling his inner force and meeting the punch with his own.
Facing the top-ranked master of the Dragon List, Ye Qiu didn’t dare be careless.
This punch carried the power of true qi.
Bang!
Their fists collided, a loud crash resounding.
Ye Qiu and Xiao Jiu both staggered back three or four metres, then swiftly lunged at each other again.
In an instant, they exchanged over thirty moves.
Step, step, step!
They both retreated.
Equally matched!
The onlookers’ eyes widened. This rapid, brutal exchange, each punch landing with force, set their blood boiling, far more intense and thrilling than any movie fight scene.
Ye Qiu rubbed his fist, clearly sensing that Xiao Jiu had cultivated true qi.
“Last time in the Northern Border, you hid your cultivation?” Ye Qiu asked.
“No, I only broke through recently,” Xiao Jiu replied. A strand of true qi appeared behind him.
Then, a second strand.
A third.
A fourth.
A fifth.
Five strands of true qi in total!
“At just over thirty years old, cultivating five strands of true qi, truly a martial genius.”
Ye Qiu sighed inwardly and said: “Xiao Jiu, we could fight another time.”
Ye Qiu still didn’t want to fight Xiao Jiu.
Or rather, he didn’t want to kill Xiao Jiu.
“You should understand my situation. I don’t want to betray Old Tang and the million soldiers, nor do I want to be an ungrateful disciple. Right now, there’s only one choice.”
Xiao Jiu smiled and said: “Ye Qiu, don’t let me down in this fight.”
“Of course, if you hold back, you’ll be the one to die.”
Ye Qiu was silent for a moment, then made his decision.
“The greatest respect one can give an opponent is to go all out.”
“Champion Marquis, I won’t hold back.”
“Make your move, a fight to the death!”
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Ye Qiu understood Xiao Jiu’s intentions: Xiao Jiu wanted to balance loyalty and filial piety, seeking death in the process.
To honour this, Ye Qiu could only comply.
“Boom!”
The two clashed again.
Their fists collided once more.
As their fists met swiftly, Ye Qiu felt a ferocious force surge towards him, overpowering his own strength.
Step, step, step!
Ye Qiu retreated five steps.
Seeing Ye Qiu repelled by Xiao Jiu’s punch, the prominent figures in the crowd cheered and clapped.
“Well fought!”
“Worthy of the Champion Marquis!”
“Champion Marquis, kill him quickly!”
Earlier, Ye Qiu had killed several people in front of them, sparking their resentment. But, intimidated by his killing intent, they had dared not speak out.
Now, seeing Xiao Jiu push Ye Qiu back, they eagerly wished for Ye Qiu’s immediate death.
On the other side.
Ye Wudi asked Ye Wuwei: “Second Brother, who do you think will win?”
“I’m no expert in martial arts, so it’s hard to say,” Ye Wuwei replied, then added, “But I have faith in Ye Qiu.”
“I have faith in Ye Qiu too,” Ye Wudi said with a smile.
“Don’t be too optimistic,” Dragon Lady said. “Xiao Jiu is the top-ranked master on the Dragon List. It won’t be easy for Ye Qiu to defeat him.”
“What do you see, my dear?” Ye Wudi asked.
Dragon Lady said: “When I saw Xiao Jiu in the Northern Border last time, his skills and cultivation were far less impressive than now. Moreover, with his resolve to die, his combat strength is even greater than before.”
“Even a master with six strands of true qi might not be his match.”
Ye Wudi was unperturbed: “No matter how strong Xiao Jiu is, can he surpass Miyamoto Musashi? Can he surpass the Witch God?”
“Ye Qiu defeated both Miyamoto Musashi and the Witch God. Xiao Jiu won’t be an exception.”
“But it’s a pity for the Champion Marquis to meet such an end.”
Ye Wuwei also sighed: “The Champion Marquis, a true man!”
At the centre of the plaza.
“Ye Qiu, I know your strength. Don’t hold back, or you’ll really die. I won’t hold anything back in this fight,” Xiao Jiu warned.
“Fine, let me experience the might of the Dragon List’s top master!” Ye Qiu’s body radiated a surging battle intent.
Roar!
A resounding dragon’s cry echoed.
Three strands of innate true qi appeared above Ye Qiu’s head, golden dragon shadows dancing, making him look like a true dragon emperor, sacred and inviolable.
Instantly, the crowd was stunned.
“What’s happening?”
“Why are there dragon shadows above that kid’s head?”
“That must be the legendary innate true qi!”
At the entrance of the hall.
Long Yi stared at the three strands of innate true qi above Ye Qiu’s head, envy in his eyes.
“Innate true qi, rare and elusive. I didn’t expect this kid to have cultivated three strands.”
Then, Long Yi’s gaze turned icy.
“This boy must die, or he’ll become a major threat to us sooner or later.”
Long Er shared the same feeling. If Ye Qiu were allowed to fully mature, the Forbidden City would face catastrophic ruin.
“No need to worry, Big Brother. That kid is doomed tonight,” Long Er said.
Long Yi nodded.
“Ha!”
Ye Qiu and Xiao Jiu shouted simultaneously, charging at each other from opposite directions.
Like two wild horses breaking free, they collided in an instant.
“Boom!”
A loud explosion.
Both their bodies trembled slightly.
At that moment, the three strands of innate true qi descended from Ye Qiu’s head, enveloping his arms. Infused with true qi, his fist unleashed a terrifying force.
Bang!
Xiao Jiu’s body flew back like a ball, crashing to the ground ten metres away.
Upon landing.
Xiao Jiu’s back slid along the ground for a distance before he steadied himself with one hand.
Pfft!
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
The crowd was shaken.
Especially those who had earlier clamoured for Xiao Jiu to kill Ye Qiu, their eyes widened, faces filled with disbelief.
The Champion Marquis was injured so quickly?
He was the War God of the Northern Border!
Xiao Jiu wiped the blood from his mouth, looked up at Ye Qiu, and grinned: “Not bad.”
Ye Qiu responded: “Just not bad?”
“You’re strong, worthy of being my opponent,” Xiao Jiu said, standing up.
“Draw your blade, or you won’t last a few moves against me!” Ye Qiu said.
Xiao Jiu laughed heartily: “Ye Qiu, you’re too arrogant. I can beat you down without drawing my blade.”
Ha!
Xiao Jiu shouted, five strands of true qi wrapping around his arms. With both fists clenched, he charged at Ye Qiu.
Even the onlookers could clearly sense that Xiao Jiu had grown stronger, as if he’d become a different person.
His body exuded boundless dominance.
And an unmatched valour!
Ye Qiu’s eyes lit up. He knew Xiao Jiu had unleashed his full power.
“Well done.”
Ye Qiu sank into a horse stance, then slowly raised his hands.
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Opening stance!
As Xiao Jiu’s fists came crashing in, Ye Qiu’s hands swiftly met them, gently pushing to the side to deflect the force. Then, he pulled Xiao Jiu’s arms inward, quickly sidestepping, and drove his elbow fiercely into Xiao Jiu’s ribs.
The movements were fluid, executed in one seamless motion.
“Bang!”
Xiao Jiu flew back, his body crashing into several prominent figures nearby.
Instantly, screams, cries of pain, and the sound of breaking bones filled the air.
Several prominent figures were knocked down by Xiao Jiu’s body. One elderly man, over seventy, was closest and took the brunt of the impact, flying back with countless broken bones, fainting on the spot.
Clang!
Xiao Jiu’s back hit the ground, a dull thud echoing.
A wave of intense pain coursed through his body.
Xiao Jiu felt his organs trembling, his bones as if they’d fallen apart.
But this didn’t cause him serious injury.
Supporting himself with both hands, Xiao Jiu prepared to stand when a sweet, metallic taste rose in his throat.
Blood!
Xiao Jiu tried to swallow it back, but before he could, the blood sprayed from his mouth.
“Pfft!”
The blood stained the floor.
A shocking sight.
This time, the prominent figures didn’t react with shock but with questioning voices.
“The Champion Marquis is injured again?”
“Isn’t he the top master on the Dragon List? How is he so weak?”
“Could he be doing this on purpose?”
Some even angrily rebuked Xiao Jiu: “Xiao Jiu, this boy killed the Liang family father and son, the Tong family head, and the Zhou family head. He deserves death. Why are you deliberately losing?”
Even Xiao Qingdi, the fool, thought Xiao Jiu was holding back, shouting: “Brother, don’t hold back. Kill Ye Qiu quickly.”
Long Yi’s face darkened.
No matter what, Xiao Jiu was his disciple. Being beaten to the point of spitting blood by Ye Qiu in public was a loss of face.
He roared:
“Xiao Jiu, draw your blade!”
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Boom!
Xiao Jiu pushed off the ground with both hands, his body springing up suddenly. In an instant, his aura grew even stronger.
His eyes locked onto Ye Qiu.
Xiao Jiu didn’t draw his blade.
Swish!
He tore off his military overcoat, even discarding the war blade.
At the same time, Xiao Jiu’s gaze became razor-sharp, brimming with aggression.
“Warm-up’s over. Now it begins for real.”
His words stunned the crowd.
“What? He was just warming up?”
“I knew the Champion Marquis wouldn’t go down so easily.”
“Now that kid Ye Qiu’s done for, right?”
Xiao Jiu stood tall, like a javelin, striding towards Ye Qiu.
“Ye Qiu, be careful.”
As his words fell, Xiao Jiu’s body shot forward like a bolt of thunder, his fist swinging out.
Whoosh!
His fist stirred a powerful gust, accompanied by a sound like wind and thunder, hurtling towards Ye Qiu’s head like a meteor.
This punch, still direct and straightforward.
No fancy moves.
The onlookers, seeing this, cursed Xiao Jiu in frustration.
“Didn’t he say the warm-up was over? Why’s he using the same move?”
“He spat blood twice before with this exact move.”
“I bet Xiao Jiu’s deliberately holding back.”
Yet, Ye Qiu’s expression was grave.
Though Xiao Jiu still used his fist, the same move, even the same trajectory without any change.
His power and speed had transformed.
His strength had increased tenfold, if not more.
His speed had surged tenfold, if not more.
Xiao Jiu’s fist carried an unmatched dominance, perhaps tied to his unyielding character.
When Xiao Jiu’s fist was half a metre from Ye Qiu, he felt a powerful gust.
This gust stung Ye Qiu’s cheeks, as if sharp blades were scraping his skin.
Closer and closer.
Half a metre.
Thirty centimetres.
Ten centimetres.
Suddenly, Ye Qiu clenched his right fist and struck out.
Boom!
A fierce collision.
As their fists met, both felt a terrifying force from the other.
Step, step, step!
Ye Qiu kept retreating, his shoes scraping the floor with a piercing sound.
He retreated a full fifteen metres.
Only then did Ye Qiu stop.
Shock filled his eyes.
Though he hadn’t used his full strength, that punch still carried thousands of pounds of force, yet Xiao Jiu had pushed him back.
Unbelievable!
Unbeknownst to him, Xiao Jiu was even more shocked.
That punch was his maximum strength, yet it didn’t injure Ye Qiu, only forcing him to retreat.
Xiao Jiu realised Ye Qiu hadn’t used his full power.
“What a monster.”
Xiao Jiu muttered to himself, then charged again.
When he was five metres from Ye Qiu, Xiao Jiu leapt, kicking towards Ye Qiu’s throat in mid-air.
Ye Qiu returned a lightning-fast kick.
Bang!
A fierce clash.
They fought ferociously, trading blows with increasing intensity, the sound of impacts echoing constantly.
The onlookers felt their adrenaline surge, eyes wide.
So thrilling!
This was a true clash of masters!
“I must say, Xiao Jiu’s impressive. If I fought him, I’d lose for sure,” Ye Wudi exclaimed.
Dragon Lady said: “No surprise there. Xiao Jiu’s the top master on the Dragon List, and your name isn’t even on it.”
Ye Wudi: “…”
Ye Wuwei chimed in: “Though Third Brother isn’t on the Dragon List, his strength isn’t far off from Xiao Jiu’s.”
Dragon Lady smirked: “Still, his name’s not on the list.”
Ye Wudi: “…”
Moments later.
The two figures locked in combat swiftly parted.
“Pfft!”
Xiao Jiu spat out a mouthful of blood, his handsome face now pale.
“You’ve lost,” Ye Qiu said, his voice tinged with regret.
“Yes, I’ve lost,” Xiao Jiu admitted frankly.
“You still have a chance. You can draw your blade,” Ye Qiu said.
Xiao Jiu shook his head: “I never draw my blade against a friend.”
Ye Qiu was touched, yet felt pity.
Xiao Jiu was too loyal, too righteous, still seeking to fulfil his duty even now.
“Ye Qiu, am I your friend?” Xiao Jiu asked.
“No,” Ye Qiu answered bluntly.
Xiao Jiu’s eyes dimmed.
Ye Qiu added: “Last time in the Northern Border, we faced life and death together. In my heart, you’re already my brother.”
Brother?
Xiao Jiu froze, then laughed heartily: “Ye Qiu, with those words, my life hasn’t been in vain.”
“But even if I’ve lost, I want to lose more thoroughly.”
“Ye Qiu, you understand, right?”
Ye Qiu’s gaze was complex as he nodded slightly: “I understand.”
Xiao Jiu smiled, then charged at Ye Qiu again, fists clenched.
Knowing he was outmatched, he pressed on.
Xiao Jiu wanted to use his life to fulfil his loyalty and filial piety, while preserving the dignity of the Champion Marquis title.
The battle that followed was brutal to watch.
Xiao Jiu charged at Ye Qiu time and again, only to be knocked back each time.
He charged.
He was sent flying.
It was pure carnage.
Ye Qiu lost count of how many punches he threw.
Fifty?
A hundred?
Xiao Jiu was covered in wounds, yet he kept rising, charging at Ye Qiu.
The fight was no longer about winning or losing.
Everyone could see Xiao Jiu was seeking death.
“Big Brother, should we intervene to save him?” Long Er urged: “After all, Xiao Jiu is your disciple.”
“Proving loyalty with his life? What a fool,” Long Yi said coldly. “Besides, what’s the point of saving a useless pawn?”
On the other side.
Old Master Ye sighed: “Such a pity. Xiao Jiu, a hero of his generation, wouldn’t have stopped here if not for loyalty and filial piety.”
“Ye Qiu is fulfilling Xiao Jiu’s wish,” the War God said. “Though Xiao Jiu lost, and lost badly.”
“Yet, being knocked down time and again, only to rise each time, his spirit is worthy of respect.”
“Xiao Jiu is a hero.”
Xiao Qingdi sat in his chair, shouting desperately: “Brother, stop fighting.”
“Ye Qiu, I beg you, spare my brother.”
“I’m begging you, sob, sob…”
At this moment, Xiao Jiu lay on the ground, blood streaming from his mouth, countless bones broken, looking utterly wretched.
Yet he held no resentment, still smiling.
After struggling, Xiao Jiu slowly rose, striving to keep his back straight.
The scene was silent.
Ye Qiu felt heavy-hearted and asked: “Xiao Jiu, any last words?”
Xiao Jiu adjusted his tattered clothes, bowed to Ye Qiu, and said with a smile: “Ye Qiu, thank you for fulfilling my wish. Farewell forever!”
With that, Xiao Jiu clenched his fists and charged at Ye Qiu once more.
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Xiao Jiu charged at Ye Qiu once more.
This was the final strike.
His speed was slow, and not only that, Xiao Jiu could barely stand, his feet stumbling, looking as though he might collapse at any moment.
His fist was loose and feeble, without the slightest bit of strength.
Yet, in Xiao Jiu’s eyes, there burned an unyielding resolve, as if proclaiming to others that even if a mountain of blades or a sea of fire lay before him, he would never retreat.
Never give up!
Ye Qiu felt a pang of regret in his heart.
Originally, Xiao Jiu didn’t have to die, but to prove his loyalty and filial piety, he sought death with all his heart.
Perhaps in the eyes of the despicable, Xiao Jiu’s actions were utterly foolish, something only a fool would do, but in the eyes of the noble, Xiao Jiu’s behaviour was heroic, though somewhat tragic, it was admirable.
As the commander of the Northern Territory, Xiao Jiu had not failed his lord’s grace.
As a disciple of the Forbidden City, he had not let down his master.
As a warrior, he sacrificed himself for his country.
As a martial artist, he fought until his final moment.
This is how a true man should be!
While Ye Qiu admired Xiao Jiu, he also felt a sense of melancholy.
“Once, in my heart, he was an insurmountable mountain, I never imagined he would end his life in this way.”
“What a pity.”
Ye Qiu watched Xiao Jiu, quietly waiting for him to approach.
Ten metres.
Eight metres.
Six metres.
Three metres.
Two metres.
Half a metre.
Finally, Xiao Jiu’s fist swung forward.
Ye Qiu could sense no strength at all in Xiao Jiu’s fist, it was as weak as an infant’s.
But Ye Qiu showed no mercy.
Boom!
He threw a punch.
Xiao Jiu, like a kite with a broken string, arced through the air, flying twenty metres.
Clang!
His body crashed heavily onto the ground.
Blood spurted ceaselessly from Xiao Jiu’s mouth, he wasn’t dead yet, he still tried to stand, but after struggling for a while, he couldn’t rise.
He could feel the Reaper drawing ever closer.
In his final moment.
Xiao Jiu seemed to recall something, turning his head to look at Xiao Qingdi, his lips moving with difficulty, producing no sound.
But Ye Qiu, reading his lips, understood, Xiao Jiu had said eight words to Xiao Qingdi.
“Live well, don’t seek revenge.”
Xiao Qingdi clearly understood Xiao Jiu’s lip movements too, collapsing to the ground, crying out, “Brother, brother!”
Ye Qiu walked to Xiao Jiu, squatted down, and said, “Be brothers again in the next life.”
A smile appeared on Xiao Jiu’s face, then, he peacefully closed his eyes.
A generation’s Champion Marquis had fallen.
From this moment on, the title of Champion Marquis would only live in people’s memories.
“Rest in peace!”
Ye Qiu stood up, took two steps back, and stood at attention.
Swish!
He saluted Xiao Jiu with a military salute.
Immediately after.
The War God stood up, his face solemn, slowly raising his right hand to salute Xiao Jiu as well.
Such a warrior deserved respect.
Ye Wudi followed suit with a salute.
“Amitabha,” Master Du’e pressed his palms together, bowing his head, softly chanting the Rebirth Mantra.
Old Master Ye and Dragon Lady stood up, bowing their heads in silent mourning.
Old Tang’s eyes reddened, he stood, saluting Xiao Jiu while shouting loudly, “Farewell to the Champion Marquis!”
Whoosh!
The prominent figures from the noble families at the scene rose one after another, sending Xiao Jiu off in their own way.
Though Xiao Jiu was dead, his heroic spirit would live forever.
Afterwards, Ye Qiu lifted Xiao Jiu’s body, gently placing it to the side to prevent the upcoming battle from damaging his remains.
Adjusting his mood.
Ye Qiu turned, his gaze falling on Long Yi’s face, and said provocatively, “Old man, come meet your death!”
The crowd was stunned.
No one expected Ye Qiu to dare challenge Long Yi.
“This lad, he really isn’t afraid of death!”
“I reckon he knows he’ll die tonight, so he’s just throwing caution to the wind.”
“Just watch, this lad will soon be torn to pieces.”
Long Er shouted, “Ye Qiu, who do you think you are, daring to yell at Big Brother?”
“Last time in Jiangzhou, I told you I’d kill you with my own hands.”
Long Er then said to Long Yi, “Big Brother, you rest for now, I’ll slaughter that lad and avenge our brothers.”
“Hm,” Long Yi responded softly.
Long Er stepped forward, ready to act.
Suddenly, a resounding voice rang out, “Second Uncle, why use a butcher’s knife to kill a chicken?”
“Leave this one to me.”
“He dares disrespect Master, I’ll make him regret ever being born.”
The crowd turned to see, through the wind and snow, a man holding a long sword walking slowly towards them.
He was 1.7 metres tall, with a short crew cut, dark skin, and unremarkable features, the kind of person you’d forget the moment you turned away after seeing him in a crowd.
There was nothing noteworthy about him.
Utterly ordinary.
But, upon closer inspection, one would notice that each of his steps was heavy, yet left no trace on the ground.
A master!
Ye Qiu’s eyes narrowed, studying the man closely, only to find he couldn’t discern the man’s cultivation level.
Suddenly, a name flashed into his mind.
Zhuge Yun!
Sure enough, Long Er said, “Zhuge Yun, I’ll leave Ye Qiu to you.”
“Remember, don’t let this lad die too quickly.”
“Your uncles died by his hand, make him feel what it’s like to wish for death before you kill him.”
Zhuge Yun?
The crowd was astonished.
“Is he the master of the Shu Sword Pavilion, Zhuge Yun?”
“Didn’t they say the Sword Pavilion was destroyed by Ye Wushuang years ago, how is Zhuge Yun still alive?”
“Zhuge Yun was a martial arts genius back then, who knows how powerful he’s become after all these years?”
“Ye Qiu is done for.”
The War God and Old Master Ye exchanged a glance, their expressions calm, Zhuge Yun’s appearance was within their expectations.
“Lad, how do you want to die?”
Zhuge Yun called out from afar, as if, in his eyes, killing Ye Qiu was easier than crushing an ant.
“How do I want to die?” Ye Qiu laughed, “I don’t want to die.”
“Tell me, who in this world wants to die?”
“But you, with such an arrogant tone, be careful or I’ll tear you to pieces later.”
Zhuge Yun was utterly dismissive, “No one in this world can tear me to pieces.”
“Lad, don’t think that because Xiao Jiu died by your hand, you’re qualified to challenge the Forbidden City.”
“In my eyes, you’re as weak as an ant.”
“To kill you, I need only one strike.”
Clang!
Zhuge Yun drew his long sword, instantly releasing an intensely chilling aura.
“One strike to kill me? Big words,” Ye Qiu laughed in exasperation.
“You don’t believe me? Then let me show you,” Zhuge Yun said, his figure suddenly vanishing from the spot.
The next second, his sword’s edge was at Ye Qiu’s throat.
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Zhuge Yun struck too quickly, so much so that Ye Qiu hadn’t even reacted before a sword’s edge was pressed against his throat.
In an instant, Ye Qiu’s back was drenched in sweat.
Zhuge Yun’s cultivation might not match Miyamoto Musashi or the Witch God, but his speed far surpassed theirs.
Fortunately, Zhuge Yun’s sword carried no trace of true qi, otherwise, that strike could very well have pierced Ye Qiu’s throat.
Seeing this, the entire crowd was shocked.
Especially Old Master Ye and the War God, each one trembling with fear, their throats dry.
“Now you should believe I have the skill to kill you with one strike, right?”
Zhuge Yun smiled, “If not for Second Uncle’s orders to not let you die too quickly, I’d have already slain you.”
Ye Qiu calmed himself and said, “As expected of the master of Shu’s Sword Pavilion, truly impressive.”
“You do have the skill to kill me with one strike.”
“Unfortunately, you missed your chance.”
Zhuge Yun’s eyes narrowed slightly, “What do you mean?”
Ye Qiu replied, “You’re too arrogant.”
“Or rather, you’re too obedient, like a dog following orders.”
“If you hadn’t listened to Long Er’s instructions and insisted on killing me, I’d be dead by now.”
“Sadly, you missed your opportunity.”
As Ye Qiu spoke, his left hand, hidden behind his back, quietly drew an invisibility charm. As his words ended, his body vanished into thin air.
“Huh?”
Zhuge Yun let out a surprised gasp, his face showing astonishment.
He hadn’t expected someone could disappear without a trace right under his nose.
“Little Yun, that’s a Daoist invisibility charm. Close your eyes, use your ears to sense, and you’ll find his hiding place,” Long Yi advised.
Zhuge Yun immediately closed his eyes, focusing entirely on listening.
Five seconds later.
“Whoosh!”
Zhuge Yun suddenly vanished from his spot, thrusting his sword towards the southeast. A figure then flickered into view from the air.
It was Ye Qiu!
Ye Qiu retreated quickly, as Zhuge Yun’s sword was only ten centimetres from his throat.
This time, Zhuge Yun had infused true qi into his strike.
The killing intent was palpable.
Ye Qiu moved at top speed, his body a blur, yet he couldn’t escape Zhuge Yun’s sword.
Zhuge Yun’s blade remained ten centimetres from Ye Qiu’s throat.
“Not bad speed, kid. You could go faster, maybe even dodge my sword,” Zhuge Yun said with a mocking smirk.
Clearly, Zhuge Yun wasn’t using his full strength, or his sword would already be at Ye Qiu’s throat.
For now, Ye Qiu’s only option was to use a lightning talisman to possibly evade the blade.
But he didn’t want to reveal too many of his trump cards yet.
With Long Yi and Long Er watching, exposing too much would alert them, ruining the element of surprise.
At this point, there was only one option: follow their original plan and let Long Nü deal with Zhuge Yun.
While retreating, Ye Qiu suddenly changed direction, moving towards Long Nü’s position.
Long Nü sensed his intent and quickly gathered eight streams of true qi in her palm.
Soon, Ye Qiu reached her side.
“Crack!”
Long Nü acted, striking Zhuge Yun’s sword with her bare hand, unleashing eight streams of true qi.
Caught off guard, Zhuge Yun’s sword veered to the side, and he quickly retreated.
Step, step, step—
Zhuge Yun took five steps back, stabilising himself, his gaze falling on Long Nü.
After sizing her up, he said, “You’re the Brahma Lord, Long Nü?” Then added, “Not bad-looking.”
In front of everyone, Zhuge Yun’s words were clearly teasing Long Nü.
“Courting death!”
Enraged, Long Nü charged at Zhuge Yun.
“Feisty, huh? Perfect, I like your spicy type,” Zhuge Yun said, thrusting his sword as he spoke.
The two clashed swiftly.
Long Nü wore silkworm gloves with astonishing defence, clashing head-on with Zhuge Yun’s sword, sparking a flurry of sparks.
Their rapid exchange of moves dazzled the onlookers.
In a flash, they traded over a hundred blows, neither able to overpower the other.
Their strengths were evenly matched!
After a while, a terrifying fluctuation emanated from Long Nü as she unleashed her full power. Her attacks grew fiercer, repeatedly knocking Zhuge Yun’s sword aside.
Crack!
Long Nü’s movements suddenly became intricate, striking Zhuge Yun’s shoulder from a tricky angle.
“Hmph!”
Zhuge Yun grunted, stumbling back.
Everyone present was stunned, finding it unbelievable.
“Zhuge Yun was pushed back?”
“This woman is incredible.”
“A Divine List expert, truly extraordinary!”
After gaining the upper hand, Long Nü pressed her advantage, not giving her opponent a moment to breathe, aiming to finish Zhuge Yun.
But she underestimated his strength.
“Whoosh!”
Zhuge Yun’s figure flickered, instantly reappearing ten metres away, creating distance between them.
“Long Nü, your skills are impressive,” Zhuge Yun said with a smile, “But compared to your skills, your beauty is even more striking.”
“I haven’t taken a wife yet. Marry me, how about it?”
“If you marry me, I can spare your life.”
Hearing this, Ye Wudi roared in fury, standing up and shouting, “Zhuge Yun, take a good look at yourself. Do you think you’re worthy of Long Nü?”
“You’re nothing but a toad lusting after a swan.”
“Let me tell you, Long Nü is my woman!”
Long Nü also said, “Stop dreaming. In my eyes, you’re nothing but trash.”
Toad…
Trash…
Hearing these words, Zhuge Yun’s anger erupted, his face turning icy.
Staring at Long Nü, he said, “If I hadn’t held back earlier, you’d already be dead. Since you don’t appreciate my mercy, I’ve no reason to spare you.”
Boom!
Eight streams of true qi appeared behind Zhuge Yun, and with a flash, he vanished, his sword slashing out swiftly.
In an instant, sword qi crisscrossed the air.
A storm of sword strikes enveloped Long Nü.
The next second.
“Ah…”
Long Nü cried out in pain, her body flying backwards, crashing to the ground in front of Ye Wudi.
“Darling, are you okay?” Ye Wudi quickly helped Long Nü up.
At that moment, Long Nü’s arm and shoulder bore several sword marks, blood streaming down.
Zhuge Yun strode towards her, saying as he walked, “I forgot to mention, in the same realm, no one is my match.”
“Since you two are so lovey-dovey, you can be lovey-dovey in the underworld.”
Swish!
Zhuge Yun moved like lightning, and as his words landed, he was already in front of Ye Wudi and Long Nü.
His sword slashed towards their throats.
Zhuge Yun aimed to kill them both with one strike.
At the critical moment, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of Ye Wudi, blocking the sword with bare hands.
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Just as Zhuge Yun was about to finish off Ye Wudi and Dragon Lady, a figure suddenly stepped in front of Ye Wudi, blocking the sword’s edge with bare hands.
It was the War God!
Everyone was dumbfounded.
For decades, the War God had been confined to a wheelchair, regarded by the world as a disabled man.
How was it that he now stood up?
Moreover, there was no trace of frailty in the War God, he was like a dragon that had lain dormant for decades, his aura overwhelming.
The same two words flashed through everyone’s minds,
Disguise!
They weren’t wrong, indeed, the War God had been pretending all along.
Consider this: if the War God were truly incapacitated, how could he have led the Hades Hall for so many years?
Stunned, Ye Qiu glanced at Old Master Ye and Old Tang, noticing their faces were calm as still water, showing no surprise whatsoever.
This meant they had long known the War God was pretending.
“You hid it well, even fooled me.”
Ye Qiu thought with a wry smile.
He had once treated the War God’s leg condition and found it to be severe, but it turned out to be a façade deliberately created by the War God.
Zhuge Yun was equally shocked, not only by the War God standing but also by the fact that he had blocked his sword’s edge.
He knew full well the strength of his cultivation and the power of that strike, no one of the same level could withstand it, yet the War God had stopped it bare-handed.
This could only mean the War God’s cultivation surpassed his own.
“Hmph!”
Zhuge Yun let out a cold snort, his eyes glinting coldly as he stared at the War God and said, “Old man, you shouldn’t have interfered, otherwise, you might have lived a bit longer.”
“But now, you’re done for.”
“I’ll cut you down.”
Zhuge Yun swiftly withdrew his sword, then leapt into the air, slashing down at the War God’s head with a single stroke.
This strike was ferocious beyond measure.
Before the sword reached, its killing intent already blanketed the area, eight streams of true qi condensed at the sword’s tip, emitting a terrifying sword aura.
Yet, facing this strike, the War God’s expression remained unchanged.
He stood still, his tall figure immovable as a mountain.
Suddenly,
“Ha!”
The War God let out a loud shout, his right fist striking out fiercely.
This was a very ordinary military boxing move.
“Courting death.”
Seeing the War God’s action, a cruel smirk appeared on Zhuge Yun’s lips.
He didn’t believe the War God’s fist could block his sword’s edge.
In an instant.
The fist collided with the sword’s edge.
Pfft!
The War God’s fist was pierced by the sword, blood immediately gushing down his hand, dripping onto the ground, staining the snow red.
Zhuge Yun sneered, “Old man, it seems you’re nothing special.”
“You really think you’ve won?” A smile appeared on the War God’s face.
A sudden sense of unease stirred in Zhuge Yun’s heart, but before he could figure out its source, the War God struck again.
Bang!
The War God’s left fist smashed onto the sword.
“Crack, crack, crack!”
In an instant, the sword shattered inch by inch.
The immense force caused the webbing of Zhuge Yun’s sword-holding right hand to split, blood pouring out.
But that wasn’t all, the War God’s left hand shot out like lightning, grabbing Zhuge Yun’s right arm, twisting it with force, a “crack” sounded, and Zhuge Yun’s entire arm was torn off.
“Ah…”
Zhuge Yun screamed in agony, hardly able to believe his arm was gone.
Worse still, after the War God tore off his arm with brute force, the wound on his shoulder was like an unstoppered tap, blood gushing wildly.
Everyone at the scene was stunned.
This scene was simply too shocking.
No one expected Zhuge Yun to be so quickly crippled by the War God.
After all, Zhuge Yun was a peerless master, and after losing his right arm, he reacted swiftly, pointing his left index finger at his shoulder.
He intended to seal the acupoint to stop the bleeding.
However, as soon as his finger rose, the War God grabbed it with lightning speed, crushing it with a squeeze.
Crack!
The finger bones shattered.
Slap!
The War God backhanded Zhuge Yun, then stepped on his face.
“Ah…”
Zhuge Yun roared in fury, he was a martial arts prodigy, rarely matched in his youth, yet now he was being trampled under the War God’s foot, an utter humiliation.
He was nearly driven mad.
“Ah…” Zhuge Yun continued to roar in anger.
The War God said calmly, “What are you yelling for?”
“Over twenty years ago, you should have died by Ye Wushuang’s hand.”
“Living this long, you should be content.”
Zhuge Yun’s face contorted, like an enraged lion, his eyes flashing with cold light, he channelled eight streams of true qi into his left arm, striking at the War God.
The War God swiftly lifted his foot, then stomped down again.
“Bang!”
Zhuge Yun’s face was bloodied, his aura collapsing in an instant.
“Any last words?” the War God asked.
Last words?
Hearing those words, Zhuge Yun’s rage surged, desperately trying to rise from the ground.
But the War God’s foot was like a mountain, pinning his face, making it impossible to move.
“Ah!”
Zhuge Yun roared, unleashing eight streams of true qi again, but to his surprise, they were obliterated by a single punch from the War God.
“No last words, then? Time to die,” the War God said, aiming a fist at Zhuge Yun’s head.
Sensing death’s grip, Zhuge Yun shouted in desperation, “Master, save me…”
“Stop!”
Long Yi bellowed, after all, Zhuge Yun was his direct disciple, if he were killed in front of him, where would his face be?
Long Er also spoke up, “War God, touch Zhuge Yun, and you’ll die without a grave.”
Hearing this, the War God withdrew his fist.
He looked up, glancing at Long Er.
“Second Master, you sent me a challenge to kill me, by that logic, in your eyes, I’m already a dead man, aren’t I?”
“Since I’m as good as dead, what’s there to fear?”
“I came here tonight with no intention of leaving alive.”
“And didn’t you hear what Ye Qiu said earlier? Threatening a man about to die is utterly foolish.”
“So, Zhuge Yun must die.”
“You dare,” Long Er saw the situation turning bad, but before he could act to save Zhuge Yun, the War God stomped down hard.
Boom!
Zhuge Yun’s brains splattered, dead on the spot.
The invited spectators felt a chill down their spines.
No one expected the War God to act so decisively, killing without hesitation.
“It’s over, it’s over, the War God has really stirred up a storm now.”
“The Forbidden City will never let him go.”
“Zhuge Yun was Long Yi’s direct disciple, killed in front of him, Long Yi will surely grind the War God to dust.”
“I never imagined the War God’s strength was this formidable. Everyone, his power is not good news for us,” an old man said.
“No need to worry, he’ll be dead soon,” another replied.
At that moment.
The War God looked at Long Er with a smile, “Second Master, dare to fight?”
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“What’s there to fear?”
Long Er stepped forward, saying as he walked, “Tonight, none of you will survive.”
The War God smiled, “We came here with no intention of leaving alive.”
Indeed, if they had wanted to cower like turtles, they wouldn’t have shown up tonight.
“That’s a fine resolve, I’ll send you to your grave now.”
As Long Er’s words fell, his body shot forward like a cannonball, appearing swiftly before the War God, his hand striking out.
The War God didn’t flinch, meeting the attack with a direct punch.
“Boom!”
As fist met palm, the War God couldn’t help but stagger back.
Step, step, step,
The War God retreated a dozen steps before steadying himself.
“After hiding for so many years, is this all you’ve got?” Long Er sneered, “Too weak.”
“Really so weak?” The War God, a warrior and the supreme commander of Hades Hall, may have been old, but his aura was undiminished.
Buzz!
A terrifying aura erupted from the War God, and in an instant, nine streams of true qi materialized behind him.
At that moment, the War God was like a towering mountain, as if he could crush the earth itself.
The wind and snow within a three-metre radius couldn’t withstand this pressure and instantly turned to dust.
The crowd was stunned.
“I never expected the War God’s cultivation to be this formidable.”
“Such a surprise.”
“No wonder he could kill Zhuge Yun, his cultivation far surpasses him.”
Ye Qiu was also shocked.
Though he had already sensed the War God’s extraordinary cultivation from his defeat of Zhuge Yun, he hadn’t expected him to have cultivated nine streams of true qi.
“I wonder what Long Er’s cultivation level is?”
Just as Ye Qiu thought this, Long Er laughed scornfully, “Just nine streams of true qi, who are you trying to scare?”
Boom!
An immense aura burst from Long Er, and behind him, true qi began to manifest.
One stream, two streams, three streams.
Four streams,
Five streams…
Nine streams!
Moreover, Long Er’s nine streams of true qi shone with brilliant white light, their aura even stronger than the War God’s.
Not only that.
Ye Qiu noticed that at this moment, Long Er’s aura was perfectly attuned to the heavens and earth, flawless in every way.
Perfect.
Ye Qiu’s heart sank, he had a strong premonition that, despite both having nine streams of true qi, the War God was no match for Long Er.
At this moment, the scene was deathly silent.
Not a single spectator spoke.
They waited quietly.
For soon, a battle of epic proportions would unfold here.
“Thud!”
Long Er took a step forward, his foot striking the ground with a muffled thud.
“War God, I advise you to use all your tricks, or you’ll soon be reporting to the underworld.”
Long Er stood with his hands behind his back, a cold smirk on his lips.
He strode forward.
His killing intent surged.
“Second Master, I’d also advise you to be careful, lest you die by my hand and bring shame to the Forbidden City,” the War God said, clenching his right fist.
“You can’t kill me, but killing you is as easy as flipping my hand,” Long Er’s steps carried lethal intent, closing in on the War God.
Thirty metres.
Twenty metres.
Ten metres.
Five metres.
Boom!
Long Er struck, his attacks ferocious, one palm after another aimed at the War God.
The War God’s expression grew grave, not daring to be careless, this opponent was a century-old monster.
His fist swung fiercely.
Bang, bang, bang!
The two clashed rapidly, exchanging over twenty blows in less than five seconds.
“Crack!”
They suddenly broke apart.
The War God stood his ground, while Long Er retreated five or six metres.
“What, Second Master was pushed back?”
“Does that mean Second Master can’t beat the War God?”
“Is the War God that strong?”
The onlookers were astonished, finding it unbelievable.
They didn’t notice that Ye Qiu, Ye Wudi, Dragon Lady, and the others looked unusually solemn.
As experts, they could see that when Long Er retreated, he landed lightly, not forced back by the War God at all.
In contrast, though the War God stood firm, his right arm was trembling slightly.
A few seconds later.
Blood trickled from the War God’s sleeve, dripping onto the ground.
The War God was injured.
His face pale.
It seemed the injury was severe.
Ye Qiu quickly moved behind the War God, pressing a palm to his back, channeling innate true qi to heal him.
“Don’t waste your energy, get ready to fight, I’m no match for Long Er,” the War God whispered.
Ye Qiu swiftly exchanged a glance with Ye Wudi and the others.
Clang!
Ye Wudi drew the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, stepping to the War God’s side.
Dragon Lady followed suit.
Master Du’e also rose silently, standing by the War God.
Ye Qiu, the War God, Ye Wudi, Dragon Lady, and Master Du’e, five against Long Er.
Seeing this, Long Er laughed, “All together, eh?”
“Very well.”
“Saves me the trouble of killing you one by one.”
Boom!
The battle erupted again.
The five unleashed lethal moves.
Ye Qiu and Master Du’e simultaneously used the Six Meridians Divine Sword, attacking Long Er from a distance.
Ye Wudi wielded his狂刀, slashing with earth-shaking force.
After the trio’s attack, the War God and Dragon Lady engaged in close combat, fists and palms striking from both sides.
A five-on-one battle took shape.
Long Er fought alone against five, never faltering, growing fiercer with each strike.
Long Yi remained seated, watching coldly, showing no intent to intervene.
As the fight continued.
Ye Qiu sensed something was off, no matter what moves they unleashed or how fierce their attacks, Long Er countered them with ease.
This was abnormal.
By all logic, even a supreme master like the Witch God shouldn’t handle their combined assault so effortlessly.
“Could this old monster be hiding his true cultivation?”
As Ye Qiu thought this and prepared to warn the others, Long Er suddenly launched a fierce counterattack.
Swift and brutal.
“Bang!”
Long Er’s fist sent Master Du’e flying, followed by a palm striking the back of the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow.
“Clang!”
The sword flew from Ye Wudi’s hand, and he was sent soaring, blood spurting from his mouth.
Like a bolt of lightning, Long Er exchanged a palm with Dragon Lady with his left hand, while his right fist clashed head-on with the War God’s.
Crack!
Boom!
The War God and Dragon Lady were thrown back over ten metres, blood streaming from their mouths.
Ye Qiu realized the situation was dire and moved to retreat, but as his foot shifted, Long Er’s kick struck his abdomen.
Clang!
Ye Qiu’s body, like a sandbag, arced through the air, crashing heavily into the snow.
In an instant, Long Er had repelled all five.
His might was unmatched!
“A bunch of rabble thinking you can overturn the heavens, utterly delusional.”
As Long Er spoke, a heaven-shaking aura erupted from him, and amidst the nine streams of true qi swirling behind him, a tenth radiant white light suddenly emerged.
The tenth stream of true qi appeared!
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Ten streams of true qi hovered behind Long Er, each one almost tangible, emitting a radiant white glow, dazzlingly brilliant.
Amidst the wind and snow.
Long Er’s aura suddenly shifted, as if he were a deity, invincible.
The crowd was stunned.
No one had expected Long Er to have cultivated ten streams of true qi.
“Ten streams of true qi, the first time I’ve ever seen such a thing.”
“No wonder he’s Second Master, truly a matchless figure.”
“This is Second Master’s true strength, those five are doomed.”
Old Master Ye’s face grew grave.
Old Tang’s eyes were filled with worry.
The War God and the others’ hearts sank to rock bottom.
When Long Er had only unleashed nine streams of true qi, he could already repel all five of them, now with ten streams, how could they possibly fight?
This battle was perilous!
“Damn it, this old monster was hiding his cultivation after all.”
Amid his shock, Ye Qiu thought of another issue.
“Isn’t it said that cultivating ten streams of acquired true qi allows one to step into the path of immortality?”
“Once you enter the path of immortality, you gain godlike abilities.”
“But why does Long Er not seem like an immortal cultivator?”
Ye Qiu’s question was soon answered.
Long Er looked at the five and laughed, “I’ve been in seclusion for so many years, if I hadn’t made a massive breakthrough, why would I come out?”
“Let me tell you, I’ve now cultivated ten streams of true qi, one foot already in the door of immortality, once I pass the heavenly tribulation, I’ll become a true immortal cultivator.”
Ye Qiu gleaned a crucial piece of information from Long Er’s words.
“To become an immortal cultivator, cultivating ten streams of true qi isn’t enough, one must also pass the heavenly tribulation.”
“Then why is it that every time I cultivate innate true qi, a heavenly tribulation appears?”
Ye Qiu was puzzled.
At that moment, Long Er’s voice continued.
“After killing you lot, I’ll go face my tribulation.”
Thud!
Long Er stomped the ground, his body soaring into the air, hovering ten metres above, pointing at the War God and the others, shouting, “Come and meet your death.”
The five stood their ground, unmoving, facing such a formidable foe, none dared act rashly.
After all, this was a peerless powerhouse with one foot in the door of immortality!
“Why aren’t you moving?”
Seeing the five remain still, Long Er laughed, “Didn’t you say you had no intention of leaving alive? Scared now?”
“A bunch of useless fools!”
The five ignored Long Er’s taunts.
“What do we do?” Ye Wudi asked.
“At this point, we can only fight to the death,” the War God said gravely, “But we need a strategy.”
“The five of us must work together.”
“If we coordinate well, we might just take him down.”
“What do you think?”
The War God asked Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu nodded, saying, “I agree with your plan, the four of you attack, create an opportunity for me to deliver the killing blow.”
“Alright,” the War God and the others agreed instantly.
“Be careful, everyone,” Ye Qiu said, stepping aside to open a wooden box, retrieving the Emperor Sword and gripping it tightly.
Clang!
Ye Qiu held the Emperor Sword, pointing at Long Er and shouting, “Just ten streams of true qi, what’s there to be arrogant about?”
“Do you know how your brothers died?”
“They all fell under my sword.”
Fury flashed in Long Er’s eyes as he roared, “Ye Qiu, today I’ll grind you to dust.”
Ye Qiu continued to provoke Long Er with words, “Your brothers said the same thing back then, but what happened? I still killed them.”
“Long Er, less boasting.”
“Be careful, or I’ll send you to join your brothers soon.”
“Courting death!” Long Er roared in rage, his body diving through the air towards Ye Qiu.
His aura was so overwhelming that the air rumbled terrifyingly wherever he passed, sending chills through the onlookers.
“Kill!”
Ye Qiu let out a battle cry, and the five charged at Long Er together.
The battle erupted.
Long Er effortlessly blocked the attacks from the War God and the others, then made a beeline for Ye Qiu.
He despised Ye Qiu with a passion.
“Crack!”
Long Er flipped mid-air, plummeting swiftly, his palm striking towards Ye Qiu’s head, and even from metres away, Ye Qiu felt a thick aura of death.
Whoosh!
Ye Qiu shifted his steps, dodging to the side.
But Long Er was faster.
As soon as Ye Qiu steadied himself, Long Er’s right palm was just a metre from his head.
“Die!”
A roar came from the side, Ye Wudi swung the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, slashing horizontally.
The blade’s shadow flickered.
Killing intent surged.
Long Er seemed unfazed, his left hand swiftly striking out, “Clang!” Ye Wudi was sent flying.
It wasn’t that Ye Wudi was weak, on the contrary, he was very strong, but against a monster like Long Er, he was still outmatched.
Long Er’s right palm rapidly closed in on Ye Qiu’s head.
Ye Qiu shifted positions again.
Long Er followed like a shadow, his palm pressing down.
“Swish!”
Master Du’e sent a sword qi slicing towards Long Er from afar.
Long Er countered with a palm, shattering the sword qi, the powerful force sending Master Du’e flying.
Long Er’s right palm drew ever closer to Ye Qiu’s head.
“Dodge!”
Ye Qiu’s body moved like a gust of wind, rushing out to escape Long Er.
But Long Er was determined to kill Ye Qiu, pursuing relentlessly, his palm aiming for Ye Qiu’s head again.
Ye Qiu kept dodging, Long Er kept chasing.
The onlookers’ eyes widened, unable to track Ye Qiu and Long Er’s movements, seeing only two blurs constantly shifting directions.
“Kid, stop hiding.”
“It’s useless.”
“In the face of absolute power, no matter how you dodge, you can’t escape death.”
“Accept your fate!”
Long Er suddenly sped up, his palm pressing towards Ye Qiu’s head.
Ye Qiu knew that dodging endlessly wasn’t a solution, his cultivation was far inferior to Long Er’s, and continuing like this, even if he didn’t die by Long Er’s hand, he’d exhaust his strength and be unable to deliver the killing blow.
After a moment’s thought,
He made a decision.
Ye Qiu suddenly stopped.
“Finally ready to embrace death? Good,” Long Er sneered coldly.
At that moment, the War God and Dragon Lady arrived, attacking Long Er simultaneously from different directions.
Long Er spun rapidly, using both feet to block the War God and Dragon Lady.
At this point, his palm was just twenty centimetres from Ye Qiu’s head.
“Die!”
Long Er’s face was full of killing intent, his palm pressing down hard.
At the critical moment.
Ye Qiu launched a desperate counterattack.
“Swish, swish, swish!”
Six streams of sword qi burst forth wildly, and at the same time, a terrifying chill erupted from his body.
“Buzz!”
Three hundred sixty sword qi, each over a metre long, appeared out of nowhere, then swiftly condensed into a massive sword shadow, towering in the air, its killing intent earth-shaking.
Long Er shattered the six streams of sword qi with one palm, then threw a left fist, instantly disintegrating the massive sword shadow in the air.
Ye Qiu felt a chill of fear.
He hadn’t expected his two ultimate moves, the Six Meridians Divine Sword and the Killing Art, to be so ineffective against Long Er.
In desperation.
Ye Qiu swung his sword at Long Er’s right palm.
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Even if Dragon Two were an unparalleled powerhouse, he wouldn’t dare to clash directly with the Emperor Sword, for, after all, the Emperor Sword was one of the ten legendary swords.
Unmatched in sharpness!
If he insisted on striking Ye Qiu dead with a single palm, it was highly likely he would lose a hand.
That was a price he was unwilling to pay.
Yet, he also had no intention of letting Ye Qiu go.
At the critical moment.
Dragon Two’s body spun in mid-air, his left hand clenched into a fist, striking towards the Emperor Sword. With his formidable cultivation, he knocked the Emperor Sword out of Ye Qiu’s hand, sending it flying.
Seizing the opportunity, his right palm pressed downwards.
Ye Qiu’s hair stood on end. Without thinking, he immediately used the Immobilisation Spell.
“Freeze!”
Dragon Two suddenly felt as if his entire body was bound by ropes. With a slight struggle, he broke free from the restraint.
It lasted less than a second.
Using that fleeting moment, Ye Qiu activated a Lightning Talisman, his body swiftly retreating.
“You can’t escape.”
Enraged, Dragon Two charged towards Ye Qiu. At that moment, the four War Gods blocked his path.
The four unleashed their full power, revealing all their trump cards, launching a storm of relentless attacks on Dragon Two.
It lasted less than two minutes.
The four were severely injured by Dragon Two, sent flying backwards, coughing up blood uncontrollably.
Crack.
Crack.
The sound of breaking bones echoed.
Master Du’e and Ye Wudi had countless bones shattered, their injuries grievous.
The combined effort of the five yielded this disastrous outcome.
Despair crept into Ye Qiu’s heart.
“The plan failed. Dragon Two’s cultivation is too strong, far beyond the likes of Miyamoto Musashi or the Witch God.”
“It seems I’ll have to use my ultimate trump card before even facing Dragon One.”
Ye Qiu understood that the War Gods couldn’t create an opportunity for a killing blow. Now, he had no choice but to go all out.
“Kill!”
Ye Qiu roared, charging towards Dragon Two.
“Eager to die? Fine, I’ll send you on your way.” Dragon Two countered with overwhelming force.
The two clashed.
However, the gap in their cultivation was too vast. The moment they collided, Ye Qiu was sent flying.
Dragon Two pressed forward, intent on killing Ye Qiu. Seeing this, the War God and Dragon Lady, despite their injuries, quickly moved to intercept him.
“Get lost!”
Dragon Two struck with both hands, sending them flying.
At that moment, Ye Qiu swung his sword.
The First Form of the Grass Sword Technique!
In an instant, sword qi surged wildly.
“Parlour tricks.” Dragon Two sneered, striking out with a single palm.
Instantly, all the sword qi vanished without a trace.
This.
Ye Qiu’s heart sank.
Though he had known the First Form of the Grass Sword Technique couldn’t kill Dragon Two, he never imagined it would be so easily nullified.
Dragon Two arrogantly declared, “Ye Qiu, use whatever tricks you have left, or you won’t get another chance.”
Clang!
Ye Qiu struck again, unleashing the Second Form of the Grass Sword Technique!
Boom!
The sword qi surged forward, slashing towards Dragon Two.
“Not a bad sword technique, but your cultivation is too weak,” Dragon Two commented, condensing ten streams of true qi into his right hand, smashing it forward with a fist.
Bang!
The sword qi shattered instantly, the terrifying force sending Ye Qiu flying.
Like a football kicked away, Ye Qiu flew thirty metres, his back crashing into the ground, sending snow flying.
Pain!
Ye Qiu felt as if his organs were shifting, the pain so intense he could barely stand.
Fortunately, after cultivating the Nine-Turn Dragon Art, his body was as tough as iron. Otherwise, that fall would have shattered him to pieces.
Before Ye Qiu could get up, he saw a foot growing larger in his vision.
Dragon Two’s right foot, carrying terrifying force, descended from the air towards Ye Qiu’s head.
If this kick landed, there was no doubt Ye Qiu would end up like Zhuge Yun.
No time to waste.
Ye Qiu rolled quickly on the ground.
“Boom!”
Dragon Two’s foot landed, like a bomb exploding, creating a three-metre-wide crater in the ground.
Caught off guard, Ye Qiu’s body fell into the crater!
Dragon Two followed with another stomp, giving Ye Qiu no chance to survive.
Ye Qiu immediately used an Escape Technique, burrowing into the ground and vanishing.
Dragon Two retracted the foot, noticing a dark hole in the crater, and pondered.
“A Taoist Escape Technique?”
A glint of cold light flashed in Dragon Two’s eyes as he scanned the surroundings, finding no trace of Ye Qiu.
Where had he gone?
As Dragon Two wondered, he suddenly felt something sharp pierce the sole of his shoe.
“This kid’s under my feet?”
Dragon Two stomped down fiercely.
“Boom!”
The ground exploded, another crater forming, and Ye Qiu’s figure shot out from beneath.
Dragon Two struck with a palm from a distance.
Smack!
Ye Qiu coughed up blood, sent flying. If not for his incredibly tough body, that palm would have killed him.
Clang!
Ye Qiu crashed to the ground again.
Dragon Two lifted his foot, glancing at the sole of his left shoe, where a golden needle was embedded.
“Trying to ambush me? Overestimating yourself.” Dragon Two removed the needle, flicking it with his fingers.
Whoosh!
The needle shot like lightning towards Ye Qiu.
Still struggling to get up, Ye Qiu saw the needle coming and threw a punch.
“Bang!”
Ye Qiu was sent flying again.
That tiny needle, empowered by Dragon Two’s true qi, was like a divine weapon.
“Pfft!”
Ye Qiu spat blood endlessly.
“The gap in cultivation is an insurmountable chasm. You’re still too weak.”
“But, to last this long against me, you’re impressive.”
“Enough. No more wasting time. I’ll send you to meet the King of Hell.”
With that, Dragon Two strode towards Ye Qiu, his killing intent palpable.
Ye Qiu was never one to sit and wait for death. Even in the face of despair, he would fight to the end.
He pulled out a dozen Flame Talismans from his pocket and threw them out.
“Whoosh.”
The Flame Talismans ignited, flames descending from the sky, engulfing Dragon Two.
With a casual wave of his sleeve, Dragon Two extinguished all the flames, as if they had never existed.
Ye Qiu formed hand seals, beginning to draw a Five Thunder Spell.
Moments later.
“Boom!”
Thunder roared from the heavens, five bolts as thick as water cups appearing out of nowhere, striking down together.
This time, Dragon Two’s actions were even more shocking.
He didn’t dodge or counter, letting the five thunderbolts strike his head.
“Boom!”
After the thunder struck, a terrifying scene unfolded.
Dragon Two was unscathed.
Yes, struck by five thunderbolts, he was not only uninjured but didn’t even lose a single hair.
“Damn, he’s not human.”
Ye Qiu gripped the Emperor Sword tightly, preparing to unleash the Third Form of the Grass Sword Technique.
At this point, holding nothing back and going all out was his only chance to fight Dragon Two.
However, at that moment, an oppressive aura suddenly filled the heavens and earth.
Then, a loud shout resounded.
“Thunder, come!”
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