Slaughter, Hundred Battles Saber at Peak Mastery

Before the iron chain bridge, Li Yan and Yuan Feipeng stood facing each other.

Though it was their first meeting, their absolute opposition had already become a foregone conclusion.

"You dare face a Qi Condensation Realm cultivator while in the Body Tempering Realm? Have you grown tired of living?"

"Has no one ever killed an opponent across realms?"

"Heh, stop dreaming. The Great Wu Dynasty has stood for over a hundred years, and no one has ever heard of such a thing."

"Is that so? Then there will be today!"

Upon hearing that, Yuan Feipeng had instinctively wanted to laugh, but when he saw Li Yan's sharp eyes and the teasing smile at the corner of his mouth, an inexplicable panic rose in his heart.

"Damn it, where did this madman come from? Go die!"

With a furious roar, Yuan Feipeng immediately unleashed his signature Tearing Wind Claws. A howling gale abruptly rose, making everyone's scalp tingle.

Those tiger claws shot straight for Li Yan's head. If this strike landed, Li Yan's skull would likely burst apart like a watermelon.

Yet a streak of cold light forcibly tore through the roaring wind and met those iron claws head-on.

Li Yan's saber slashed at Yuan Feipeng's wrists. Since his claw technique was formidable, he would first cripple those hands!

Sensing Li Yan's intentions, disdain flashed across Yuan Feipeng's face.

Though the True Qi gathered by a Qi Condensation Realm cultivator could not yet transform into Aura to block weapon strikes, it could greatly enhance the power of Martial Arts.

He had practiced Tearing Wind Claws for years. Tearing the wind apart was bullshit, but tearing apart a shabby saber without True Qi infused into it was easy as pie.

His hands immediately shifted their movements, reaching to seize the incoming blade.

First destroy this broken saber, then slowly deal with this brat!

Just as he thought that, Yuan Feipeng's expression abruptly changed.

Li Yan suddenly reached behind his back, then swung a pickaxe with half its handle sawed off straight at Yuan Feipeng's crown.

This brat was actually using tactics in a fight—making a feint in the east and attacking in the west!

"Damn it!"

True Qi surged through his body. Just as his hands were about to touch the saber, Yuan Feipeng stomped the ground and forcibly shifted three zhang to the side!

Clang!

The pickaxe smashed viciously into a stone on the ground, directly blasting it apart and making everyone shudder.

Li Yan inwardly lamented the missed opportunity. He had planned this move carefully.

The opponent's claw technique was powerful, so he would surely try to seize the saber first. Then Li Yan could use the opportunity to ambush him with the pickaxe and cripple the bastard in one blow.

He had never expected that, at the very last moment, the man would still be able to shift away and dodge!

Looking at the scattered stones on the ground, Yuan Feipeng's face darkened like water. Had he not sensed something wrong at the last instant, his head would likely have ended up just like that stone!

This brat truly only wanted to kill. He had none of a martial artist's bearing whatsoever!

"You brat... deserve to die!"

His claws crossed, and Yuan Feipeng charged again.

With no other choice, Li Yan met him with a saber in one hand and the pickaxe in the other.

Just as expected, Tearing Wind Claws empowered by True Qi were completely different from ordinary claw techniques, their explosive force as far apart as heaven and earth.

After only a brief exchange, Li Yan's plain saber was already covered in finger marks. A few more strikes and the blade would probably shatter outright. The pickaxe, on the other hand, was holding up well. Its quality really was not bad.

"Heh, brat, my Tearing Wind Claws aren't weak, are they?"

"Don't worry. Once I ruin your saber and pickaxe, I'll slowly tear your flesh from your bones. I definitely won't let you die peacefully!"

"Is that so? You're like Yama King putting up notices—nothing but ghostly nonsense~"

"You!"

Before Yuan Feipeng could spout more nonsense, Li Yan launched the attack first. The pickaxe in his hand whirled wildly while his blade slashed through every opening, using the advantage of his weapons to seize the initiative and suppress Yuan Feipeng.

Not far away, a figure silently crossed the iron chain bridge and arrived behind Shangguan Xiyun, who was watching the battle from afar.

"Oho, you're quite absorbed in the show, aren't you?"

The sudden voice gave Shangguan Xiyun a fright. When she turned around, a familiar figure stood behind her.

"Sec—"

Before her cry could leave her mouth, the newcomer covered it.

"Don't shout, don't shout. It's rare to see two weaklings pecking at each other. Don't spoil my fun."

Only after confirming that Shangguan Xiyun did not intend to speak did the newcomer release her.

His name was Shangguan Feiyun, the second son among the Shangguan Family's younger generation. At twenty-five, he had already reached the Meridian Opening Realm, so he truly had the qualifications to call them two weaklings pecking at each other.

But with Shangguan Feiyun here, her safety was guaranteed.

In an instant, all the grievances she had endured over the past few days surged into her heart. Shangguan Xiyun pouted, and her eyes reddened.

"Hold it!"

Seeing this, Shangguan Feiyun immediately called a halt.

"Little sister, your brother can't stand seeing women cry. If you want to cry, I'll head back first and have Elder Brother come pick you up later?"

Shangguan Xiyun was stunned by those words. Was that even something a human would say?!

Your beloved little sister had been hunted down and forced to flee for days, unable to eat or sleep well, with a madman addicted to killing following her around, and now she was not even allowed to cry a little after seeing family?

"Just you wait, I'll definitely tell Father!"

"Fine, fine, shut up. Don't interrupt me watching the show~"

At this moment, the battle between Li Yan and Yuan Feipeng had already reached its fiercest point.

After Li Yan's flurry of aggressive attacks, Yuan Feipeng had gradually turned the tide and was now suppressing Li Yan instead.

The instant Li Yan slashed out with his saber, Yuan Feipeng swept out with a claw, and the blade immediately shattered.

Seeing this, the bandits around them erupted in cheers.

This brat had been so fierce only because of that savage saber technique. Now that he had lost his saber, would he not be at their mercy?

Yet at the instant the blade shattered, Li Yan moved as though he had expected it all along. He lowered his body, slipped past Yuan Feipeng's side, and flung out the pickaxe in his hand.

Pfft!

The pickaxe embedded itself firmly in a bandit's eye socket. The smile was still on the man's face, but his life was already gone.

Then two blade fragments tore through the air and viciously lodged in the throats of two bandits.

While everyone was still stunned, Li Yan had already reached the bandit's corpse. Before everyone's eyes, and under Yuan Feipeng's incomprehensible gaze, he pulled the saber from the man's waist.

As if afraid that one saber would not be enough, Li Yan walked to one side and drew another.

Strength +0.7

Speed +0.4

Constitution +0.9

Experience Points +24

Taking advantage of everyone's astonishment, Li Yan called up his Attribute Panel.

Name: Li Yan

Realm: Ninth Level of Body Tempering

Strength: 109.4

Speed: 102

Physique: 110.3

Spirit: 27

Martial Arts: Hundred Beasts Marrow Quenching Scripture, Fifth Level (123/1600); Hundred Battles Saber, Mastered (121/600); Falling Star Spear Fragment, Not Learned (Complete/1000);

Remaining Experience Points: 1423

Looking at the Experience Points he had painstakingly saved up, Li Yan gritted his teeth inwardly.

These Experience Points had been meant for cultivating Cultivation Methods later, but now he had no choice but to use them.

After fighting for so long, although he had withstood the opponent's attacks with his attributes above one hundred, he had to admit that Yuan Feipeng had real skill.

If they continued to grind each other down like this, the only one who would suffer in the end would be Li Yan.

To break the deadlock, he had to end the battle in a short time.

With that thought, Li Yan drew a deep breath.

Money is nothing but a bastard. Once it's spent, I can earn more!

"System, upgrade the Hundred Battles Saber Technique."

489 Experience Points deducted. Hundred Battles Saber Technique upgraded successfully.

Hundred Battles Saber, Peak Mastery (0/1200)

In an instant, Li Yan felt that he had completely mastered the Hundred Battles Saber Technique and truly understood the true essence within its blade.

A hundred temperings forge steel; a hundred battles make a king. Only by seeking life from death upon the battlefield, remaining unbroken through a hundred battles, could one forge the true Hundred Battles Saber.

Yuan Feipeng, who had been preparing to attack again, also halted at that moment. For some reason, he felt an overwhelming pressure radiating from Li Yan.