"Boom!"
The two collided once more, unleashing a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering roar.
Every punch struck flesh, every move was deadly. There were no unnecessary flourishes, nor any other wasteful actions.
The simpler the moves, the more truly they could display one's strength. The two fought until the very end without having time to determine a winner.
They abandoned clashing weapons entirely and used fists and feet to decide the victor—the most direct and simplest method.
"Bold indeed. I didn't expect you to actually dare accept my move. Since that's the case, I won't hold back either. Let me test your strength."
Qin Hao wore a special mask. He had thought it could conceal some of his features and give him absolute suppression over his opponent, but only now did he realize—
"You really do have some strength. You're clearly no good-for-nothing. I'll have to bring out even a little of my power, or I won't be able to answer for this."
Qin Hao was secretly startled. Beneath the mask, his eyes flashed with resolute light.
"Brat, prepare to die!"
He did not want to be looked down upon by others, because he had his own reasons and his own judgment. At this moment, he brought out his true strength.
"Kill! Again!"
His figure flashed, closing in on his opponent like a ghost. A fist carrying the force of wind and thunder blasted out, but just before contact, it suddenly changed direction. Using his leg in place of his hand, he swept toward the opponent's waist.
"Such a paltry trick, and you still dare show off before me? Witness my Grand Might Heavenly Dragon!"
Ye Yang refused to be outdone. The two countered soldiers with generals and floods with earth, their clash already sending sparks flying and filling the air with the smell of gunpowder.
"Brat, the difference between us is like the clouds and mud. What will you use to fight me? What will you use to contend with me?"
His opponent was not to be outdone either. The two stood at daggers drawn as the great battle raged on.
"Can you stop talking nonsense? You have to try before you know whether it'll work. You have to verify it before you can know how you can possibly determine that I'm not your opponent."
Sparks seemed to fly through the air. His opponent rolled sideways, narrowly dodging the attack, a solemn look flashing across his face.
"Kill, kill, kill..."
Dust billowed all around them, and the two figures intertwined within the haze. Every clash stirred up rings of shockwaves,
Both sides had brought out their true abilities. Neither looked down on the other, and neither underestimated their opponent.
"As expected, the Number One Heaven's Chosen among Central Province's younger generation does have some strength and ability."
Ye Yang fought while holding his breath and focusing intently, afraid of missing the slightest detail. Once again, he had come prepared with the attitude of learning, so naturally he would not miss a single detail.
Qin Hao silently thought, What should I do now? Give up just like this for nothing? Absolutely not!
The two stood at daggers drawn, and a great battle was about to erupt. Yet neither had given up. Each was exerting their greatest ability and making their greatest effort.
"Impossible. Absolutely impossible."
The two seemed to have returned to the primitive age, battling with the simplest and most ordinary moves.
Their own bodies were divine weapons and sharp blades, capable of unleashing might beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
"Boom!"
Their fists and feet collided once more, producing a tremendous roar.
The powerful force rebounded directly into Qin Hao's body. At that moment, he felt his blood and qi roiling, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
A powerful force rampaged through his body, wrecking his Seven Meridians and Eight Vessels, destroying everything within him and trying to turn him into a complete cripple.
Victory and defeat hung by a hair, life and death hinged on a single thought. In the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged blows. After over a hundred rounds, they could be said to be evenly matched, neither superior nor inferior.
"In my view, you're nothing special either. What, didn't you eat?"
Ye Yang had already formed his own judgment. Perhaps, in his opponent's eyes, he was astonishing beyond words, but unfortunately, in Ye Yang's eyes, his opponent was nothing remarkable.
The number one on Central Province's Prodigy Ranking might possess some strength, but in Ye Yang's view, it was still far from enough. At this level, he truly could not enter Ye Yang's eyes.
"Brat, if this is the extent of your ability, I can announce the result now. Will you do it yourself, or shall I do it for you?"
His opponent struck first, delivering him a warning blow and forcing him to make the right choice at this moment. Otherwise, he would unleash a killing move—a supreme ultimate technique.
It was like two great experts fighting on a stage. After a round of probing, both had gained a rough understanding of each other's strength. But for Qin Hao, this result had exceeded his imagination!
He had originally only wanted to test the waters and stop once they had made their point. Now he was caught between a rock and a hard place, with no room left to choose. He had no choice but to consider other options.
"Sharp tongue. You won't have such good luck now. Take this move of mine and learn the difference between us—it's like a ditch compared to the bright moon."
By now, the battle between the two had long since reached a white-hot stage. Yet reason told him he could not let his guard down. This was not the time for empty words. He had to bring out his true, solid strength if he wanted to laugh last.
Qin Hao's gaze turned cold, and a mocking smile curled up at the corner of his mouth. "What? Are you threatening me?"
He did not move, yet a gale seemed to suddenly rise around him, making his robes flap loudly.
"I can't control you, nor can I do anything to you. Think whatever you want. Bring out your strength, or everything else is empty talk."
Seeing this, Ye Yang slightly furrowed his brows. He could sense the aura that suddenly erupted from Qin Hao, like a sleeping beast suddenly awakening.
"Perfect timing. Let me see your true strength and find out whether you're really like the legends say—always catching people off guard, always leaving them unable to swallow their resentment."
Qin Hao clenched both fists, his veins bulging. An unyielding battle intent boiled within him.
He suddenly stepped forward. Dust rose beneath his feet, as though every step landed upon the enemy's heartstrings.
"You truly have impressive methods, and you truly are formidable. No wonder you're one of the strongest heaven's chosen in Central Province."
When dealing with enemies, one had to grasp the rhythm. When dealing with foes, one also had to bring out true methods and give them no chance to catch their breath. Otherwise, one would merely create trouble for oneself.
Ye Yang's expression grew increasingly solemn. He had not expected Qin Hao to harbor such an intense desire to counterattack!
The air between the two seemed to freeze. The only sound was their own heavy breathing.
"Put on your act. Let's see how long you can keep it up. Do you think I grew up frightened? Do you think I'm afraid of you? Do you think I don't know what you're trying to do? You're merely bluffing here and clinging to your last breath!"
Ye Yang saw through his opponent's ploy at a glance. His opponent wanted to test him, and had even come in person. In that case, why not let him experience the pain of failure?
"Come on. Let's hurt each other and see who's stronger, who can laugh to the end!"
A streak of Sword Qi shot into the sky, pointing straight at the heavens. Then, it launched a head-on strike toward the enemy!
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