On the battlefield, they knew every move that both sides used like the back of their hands. But the same martial arts, the same techniques, in the hands of these two, were as different as the heavens and the earth. It felt like these two were using completely different martial arts.
"This fellow truly is formidable!"
At this moment, on the edge of the battlefield, Wang Chong slightly frowned. When Song Youran had first mentioned Young Master Qingyang to him, saying that he was an erudite and well-versed in all martial arts, Wang Chong had been noncommittal at the start.
But at this point in the battle, Wang Chong had put aside all such thoughts and focused his attention on the battle. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would have never believed that such a person existed in the martial arts world.
Because Wang Chong had been reincarnated and was a Great General who commanded armies on the battlefield, he was able to command that Imperial Martial expert of the Zhengqi League to display such strength.
And Young Master Qingyang's martial arts were not very high, only at the True Martial realm. For him to be able to command this Imperial Martial expert to display such strength was truly astonishing.
As the battle grew more and more intense, Wang Chong's brow was tightly furrowed and his mind was solemn, but Young Master Qingyang's face was pale. Beads of cold sweat began to seep out from his forehead.
"Gukong point, Demon Sea Layers!
"Guanyuan point, Myriad Demon Blood Tears!
"Kun point, Corpse Mountain Blood Sea!"
… …
Young Master Qingyang continued to attack, his mind working at top speed as he tried all sorts of methods to defeat his opponent. But slowly, Young Master Qingyang began to lose his composure.
That pair of eyes that were always calm and confident also showed a trace of anxiety.
This was a powerful foe he had never encountered before, and each attack required extreme calculation and consumption of mental energy. But even so, the two sides were still evenly matched, and it was difficult to determine who was superior.
"Young Master Qingyang, if you still do not defeat this brat, then according to our agreement, I will believe that you are a fake Young Master Qingyang and personally kill you!"
At this moment, the Black Yin Ancestor spoke in a sinister voice.
The mood instantly grew tense, and Young Master Qingyang's eyes widened, his complexion even more unsightly than before. The guard next to Young Master Qingyang gripped the hilt of the saber at his waist, his fingers clenching and unclenching.
"Bastard!"
He was furious in his heart. However, there was nothing he could do in the face of this famous and powerful Patriarch of the Wicked Path.
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect was different from the others. If he acted rashly and the two sides started fighting, there was an eighty percent chance that he would die.
"Despicable!"
The surrounding crowd inwardly cursed at the Black Yin Ancestor's words.
But this was how the Black Yin Ancestor had always been, so no one dared to voice their anger. The Black Yin Ancestor's words immediately caused a subtle shift in the battlefield.
The battle between the two Imperial Martial experts was growing more and more dangerous. The Five Ancestor Alliance expert heard the Black Yin Ancestor's words and began to attack even more fiercely.
"Torrential Ghost Flame!"
"Demons wreak havoc!"
"Sacrifice myself to feed the devil!"
… …
Young Master Qingyang's hands were tightly clenched in his sleeves, and his expression was unprecedentedly focused.
"I won't lose! I'll never, ever lose to anyone! "
The long and intense battle had aroused Young Master Qingyang's pride and unwillingness to admit defeat.
He would never lose to anyone of his age, and no one could defeat him. This was a conviction that he firmly believed in, a source of pride and self-respect.
As he stared at the evenly matched righteous and evil experts, Young Master Qingyang's eyes flashed with sharpness, and he seemed to make up his mind.
"Li position, Sacrifice myself to feed the devil!
"Xun position, demon rises ten feet!
"Ghost Demon Fusion, Shenzhong point!"
Young Master Qingyang issued three orders and named three moves. The moment he spoke, the Imperial Martial expert of the Five Ancestor Alliance immediately reacted. Xiu, his body was like a swimming fish, swaying in the air, quickly attacking, and his speed also increased.
Clang! When he was only a few feet from his opponent, the sword in his hand gave off a clear hum and split into five, unleashing five frightening bolts of evil Sword Qi.
This Sword Qi seemed capable of tearing apart the world, and by relying on this desperate Sword Qi, Young Master Qingyang was finally able to force the Righteous Alliance expert to slightly change his trajectory and restrict his range of movement.
Immediately after, the most powerful "Ghost and Demon Fusion" came one after another.
"This is …"
Wang Chong's heart trembled at this sight.
The two of them had been fighting for a very long time, and he had to admit that Young Master Qingyang truly possessed the most talent he had ever seen.
In the battle just now, Wang Chong had tried several times to defeat him, but all his attempts had ended in failure.
If this continued, Wang Chong would still have been able to defeat him, but he would have needed to spend some time.
But now, Young Master Qingyang had used three supreme moves, each one of them extremely powerful and threatening to Wang Chong. This had already been demonstrated on the battlefield.
But to Wang Chong, he was now closer to success than ever before.
Bang!
Stellar Energy exploded and black smoke roiled. Just when the Five Ancestor Alliance expert was about to use the third move, Wang Chong's eyes flashed as he gave a command.
"Li position, Sword Points to the South Mountain!"
Bzzz! Just when the Five Ancestor Alliance expert was about to unleash the third move, the Five Ancestor Alliance disciple Wang Chong commanded slid backward like a python.
"It's useless! You can't escape!"
On the other side, the atmosphere was tense to the extreme. Young Master Qingyang stared at Wang Chong, a sharp light in his eyes. The final move, Ghost Demon Fusion, was not something that Wang Chong could dodge just by slipping backward.
Creee! There was a shrill cry as the Five Ancestor Alliance expert swung his sword. A savage ghost king and a dreadful demon appeared in the black fog around him.
The two demons roared and worked with the Five Ancestor Alliance expert to become one with their swords and charge at the Zhengqi League expert with an unstoppable momentum.
Four feet, three feet, two feet … in a few short moments, the Zhengqi League expert was forced into an extremely dangerous position. In the face of this Ghost Demon Fusion, an extremely powerful technique of the Five Ancestor Alliance, he couldn't help but panic.
"This kid's going to lose!"
Many of the evil path disciples on the Five Ancestor Alliance side smiled at this sight.
"Hahaha, if I kill you right now, not even Song Yuanyi will help you!"
The Black Yin Ancestor gave a strange chuckle, and a dense stream of evil path Stellar Energy began to gather from his dantian to his right finger. Once the Zhengqi League expert was defeated, he would immediately kill Wang Chong.
"Young Master Qingyang (Wang Chong)!"
Seeing that Wang Chong was about to be defeated, Song Youran and Song Jue instantly turned ghastly pale. According to the agreement, if one was defeated, one would die.
On the other side, Song Yuanyi and Xie Guangting's robes began to flap in the wind, but the two of them continued to restrain themselves.
On the battlefield, the battle between Wang Chong and Young Master Qingyang was about to be decided. One foot, eight inches, six inches … time seemed to stop as everyone watched with bated breath. At this point, the battle had lost all its allure. Everyone could already see the Zhengqi League expert being defeated, and they could also see Wang Chong being killed.
There was no doubt that the one being defeated was the fake Young Master Qingyang.
Anyone who dared to deceive a martial arts titan like the Zhengqi League Lord and the Black Yin Ancestor was doomed. But a moment later, everyone was left slack-jawed. … …
Buzz!
Without any warning, when the tip of the sword was only several inches from the Imperial Martial expert, the tip of the Five Ancestor Alliance expert's sword suddenly stopped, a clear hint of disorder appearing on its surface. Meanwhile, two streams of Stellar Energy fiercely clashed in his body.
"How could this be?!"
The Five Ancestor Alliance expert was dumbfounded, a look of disbelief on his face. He had been prepared to welcome the joy of victory, but he had not expected this abrupt change. It would have been fine if it was a normal situation, but in such an intense battle, such conflicts and chaos were extremely fatal.
Whoooah!
At the same time, the crowd cried out in alarm.
"What's going on here?!"
Everyone was dumbfounded by this sight. This change was far too obvious. For an Imperial Martial expert to make such a mistake was simply unforgivable.
The only person who could maintain their composure at this moment was probably Wang Chong.
"Now is the time!"
Wang Chong held his hands behind his back, a sharp light in his eyes. This scene might have been an accident or negligence to others, but it was all within Wang Chong's expectations.
"Energy Rush Acupuncture Point, Immortal Shows the Way!"
Boom!
There was a heaven-shaking boom as the Zhengqi League disciple reflexively used the technique that Wang Chong had taught him.
After working with Wang Chong for so long, he had grown accustomed to accepting Wang Chong's orders. More importantly, he had no better method.
"Ah!"
There was a heaven-shaking scream, and before anyone could react, the Imperial Martial expert of the Five Ancestor Alliance was struck in the Qichong acupuncture point. His body flew like a ragdoll and crashed into the ground, creating a massive crater and sending up a cloud of dust.
Silence!
Absolute silence!
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
