A Heaven-Shaking Slash

On the Life-and-Death Arena, Du Tianxie Man-Spear Unity, his offensive like a raging torrent, the shadows of his gun weaving an impenetrable deadly net, about to engulf Hua Qiang.

Hua Qiang, however, showed no fear. A cold glint flashed deep in his eyes, and he uttered a low shout:

[The Secret of ·Thunder Kill!]

In an instant, the Thunderclap Saber in his hand hummed and trembled, like an ancient beast awakened from its slumber.

All that could be seen was a dazzling blue light emanating from its entire body, as if a winding lightning serpent was clinging to it.

In an instant, the light shone brightly, and surging currents crackled and popped around Hua Qiang, with electric arcs dancing like silver snakes, illuminating every inch of the surrounding space.

The blue light enveloped Hua Qiang's figure, blurring him into a blurry afterimage. It moved with extreme speed, as if teleporting, towards the point where Du Tiansai's spear light was at its strongest.

With a loud "crack!", as if a thunderclap had exploded in the air, the lightning-like light precisely struck the tip of the spear, unleashing a torrent of Thunder Slaughter power.

Du Tiansai felt an overwhelming, numbing force strike him, causing him to lose control of his spear instantly. The spear and the man were violently thrown apart, and the man and spear disintegrated.

He was sent flying several meters away, his back slamming heavily onto the ground.

Du Tiansai felt a sweet taste in his throat and then spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his clothes red.

He quickly got up, supporting his body with his spear, and knelt on one knee, his face full of astonishment.

Hua Qiang stood upright, his body slowly dissipating the lightning, but his fierce aura remained, like a war god, quietly looking down at Du Tianxin.

The disciples from various sects watching from below the stage had completely lost their composure and restraint from the previous day. The uproar was like a surging tide, one wave after another.

A young disciple in the front row stared wide-eyed, clutching the sleeve of his fellow disciple beside him, his voice urgent and filled with shock.

"Did you see that? The 'Secret Technique of the Fiend - Thunder Slaughter' that Hua Qiang used was so domineering!"

I originally thought that Senior Brother Du's Man-Spear Unity was unmatched, but who would have thought it would be broken in an instant? This attack seemed to be imbued with the power of real heavenly thunder!

Several female disciples not far away covered their mouths, their eyes sparkling with curiosity, and whispered among themselves.

One of Human Path, "Hua Qiang looks unremarkable. I thought he was just a bit handsome, but I never expected him to have such formidable fighting power."

A woman in red nodded and said, "This time, he made such a shocking move right from the start. The dazzling lightning was like the legendary Thunder Spirit Descends. Senior Brother Du must have underestimated his opponent, which is why he ended up coughing up blood and getting injured."

His words revealed both regret for Du Tian'ai and, more importantly, surprise at Hua Qiang's hidden talent.

A woman in green shook her head and said, "I'm afraid it's not that Senior Brother Du underestimated his opponent, but that Hua Qiang is too powerful!"

Several of the more astute older disciples frowned, their expressions grave, and whispered among themselves, "This is no ordinary technique. When did Hua Qiang comprehend such a high-level martial art?"

With this move, the landscape of the younger generation in the sect is likely to be rewritten.

In future real-world competitions and training trips, with someone like him around, who can still hold the top spot?

Du Tiansai's defeat serves as a reminder that we should never underestimate anyone.

As the crowd spoke, they nodded repeatedly, their gazes toward Hua Qiang on the stage revealing a subtle mixture of awe and apprehension. The clamor of discussion continued unabated for a long time.

High in the sky, thick clouds, like soft gauze, surged and churned, concealing the figures of the Sect Master and a group of sect elders.

Sect Master Huo Cangliang stood with his hands behind his back, his long black-gold robe swaying gently in the wind, with intricate spiritual patterns appearing at the hem, highlighting his noble status.

At this moment, his gaze was fixed on the battle below, his brows furrowed slightly, and his expression was solemn with a hint of surprise.

The Great Elder beside him stroked his long beard, shook his head and sighed softly, "Du Tianming is Man-Spear Unity, always the best among his generation, but this time he has no chance against Hua Qiang, this prodigy."

That 'Blade Principle: Thunder Slaughter' was far too unpredictable; the lightning enveloping the blade was not something ordinary Spiritual Power could conjure. This kid Hua Qiang, I heard he's a disciple of a newly established sect, how could he possess such abilities?

His words were full of doubt.

The elders also had different expressions. The Second Elder's eyes widened and he blurted out, "This kid is hiding too much! This Thunder Slaughter is fierce and powerful. The energy is concentrated and does not dissipate. He broke the Man-Spear Unity so neatly. I'm afraid no one in the sect's younger generation can surpass him."

After saying that, he subconsciously gripped the staff in his hand, as if he was intimidated by the domineering sword move.

Huo Cangliang remained silent throughout, gazing intently until Du Tianming was injured and coughed up blood. Only then did he narrow his eyes slightly, a glint of light flashing in them.

He whispered, "Pass down the order: after this battle, have Hua Qiang come to see me. Such talent must not be wasted. The future responsibilities of the sect may very well fall on his shoulders."

The elders exchanged glances and nodded, and an undercurrent of tension stirred within the mist, as a scheme triggered by the war quietly began.

At this moment, Du Tianming felt as if he were in an ice cellar, his blood seemed to freeze, and his expression was so solemn that it was almost stagnant.

The disdain in his eyes had completely vanished, replaced by a sense of impending doom.

He clearly realized that Hua Qiang, who stood before him, was his greatest rival in this life.

The sharp "Blade Principle: Thunder Slaughter" still lingered before his eyes, like a death warrant, shattering all his underestimation of the enemy.

His face alternated between pale and flushed, Du Tianming's heart surged with resentment and determination. Finally, he gritted his teeth, puffed out his cheeks, and roared at Hua Qiang, "Hmph, if you can withstand this move of mine, my life is yours! Today, it's either you or me who dies!"

With those harsh words uttered, the spear in his hand moved like Spirit Snake Emerges from Cave, swirling wildly.

The spear tip sliced through the air, leaving behind bizarre, Void Rift- like marks that dazzled the eye.

Immediately afterwards, Du Tianming's aura suddenly surged, his clothes fluttered wildly, and his long hair seemed to be pulled up by an invisible force, dancing wildly.

He resonated with the spear in his hand, pouring every bit of Spiritual Power into the spear. In an instant, the spear transformed into thousands of spear shadows, layer upon layer, impenetrable, like a surging tide that instantly Space Devour, forming a domineering "Spear Domain".

"Die!" Du Tianming roared, his voice carrying the force of the gun, causing the surrounding air to vibrate and hum.

Hua Qiang looked up at the sky filled with gunfire, but a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Having already advanced to the Saint Realm Fifth Tier, his mastery of the Blade Domain was unparalleled. Yet, at this moment, a surge of arrogance welled up within him, and he disdained to use his Blade Domain to contend with him.

He firmly gripped the hilt of the Thunderclap Blade, slowly raising it until it was above his head. His powerful energy surged into the blade like a river flowing into the sea.

In an instant, the Thunderclap Blade trembled and roared, as if an ancient Thunder Beast had been completely enraged, crackling and popping.

Immediately afterwards, a thick, inky Black Mist climbed and spread from the hilt of the sword, instantly enveloping the entire blade. The blade seemed to break free of its restraints and suddenly grew several feet longer, resembling a heaven-splitting blade.

[Thunder Annihilation Slash!]

Hua Qiang roared, his voice booming like a bell, and swung his long sword, carrying an endless aura of destruction, along with rolling thunder and dark clouds, as he fiercely slashed down at the Spear Domain with unstoppable force.

"Snap—"

With a deafening roar, as if the sky itself had shattered, a powerful blade of light, like Flood Dragon emerging from the sea, shattered and vanished wherever it went, leaving behind a forest of spears as white as snow under the blazing sun.

The blade's momentum lessened, and it struck Du Tianming directly. His eyes widened in terror, and before he could utter a sound, his body was cleaved in two.

Immediately afterwards, a mysterious black aura surged from the blade, instantly enveloping Du Tianming's mangled body with a muffled "boom," like a small explosion.

By the time everyone came to their senses, Du Tianming had vanished without a trace, leaving only a faint wisp of gunpowder smoke in the air.