Overlevel Kill!

Chapter Eleven: Overlevel Kill!

Wang Ritain stood his ground, true qi surging around him without reservation. The dense demonic energy churned like black flames, captivating and chilling.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng, gravely injured on the ground, felt as if she'd fallen into an ice cellar, overwhelmed by the immense pressure of this powerful aura. Her face grew even paler, and she inwardly regretted underestimating Wang Ritain.

Xuanyuan Jingxuan, suppressing his physical discomfort, stared intently at Wang Ritain and snorted, "Hmph, Wang Ritain, you certainly have some tricks up your sleeve to possess such confidence. But don't forget, the chasm between the Three Shattered Realms, how can you cross it so easily? Today, you will surely die!"

Though his words were defiant, deep down, he felt a growing unease. The strength Wang Ritain had displayed far exceeded his expectations.

At this moment, the Xuanyuan Family's retainers began to arrive one after another. Twenty to thirty of them quickly formed a perimeter, creating a human wall that blocked nearby martial artists drawn by the commotion. These onlookers stood at a distance, craning their necks, their eyes filled with curiosity and tension as they whispered amongst themselves.

"This Wang Ritain, can he really contend with Xuanyuan Jingxuan of the Finger Profound Realm? I think he's just at the end of his rope."

"That's right, a Finger Profound Realm expert is someone who can shake the martial world with a mere stomp. No matter how strong Wang Ritain is, he can't possibly succeed in an overlevel kill."

While everyone was curious about Wang Ritain's abilities, they believed his victory over Xuanyuan Jingxuan, a Finger Profound Realm expert, was practically a fantasy.

Xuanyuan Jingxuan took a deep breath and circulated the true qi within his body, attempting to recover his strength. Although he had been injured by Wang Ritain's sneak attack, his profound foundation in the Finger Profound Realm meant his true qi had not been significantly affected. A moment later, his aura stabilized, and he could unleash over ninety percent of his power. This level of strength was enough to sweep aside any Great Grandmaster in the martial world.

"Wang Ritain, die!" Xuanyuan Jingxuan's eyes flashed with killing intent as he roared, his protective true qi erupting like a surging tide. Instantly, the surrounding air seemed to freeze under an invisible hand, the temperature plummeted, and everyone felt their breath catch. Under this immense pressure, the noisy discussions vanished, and all eyes were tensely fixed on the two figures in the arena.

Xuanyuan Jingxuan took a step forward. As his foot landed, the ground cracked, leaving a deep imprint. He slowly raised his right hand and pointed a finger. This seemingly casual gesture contained terrifying power. An oppressive force like a surging wave crushed the ground beneath him, and nearby stones shattered.

Seeing this, Wang Ritain's eyes showed no fear, only a flicker of excitement. He let out a loud shout, and the long saber in his hand instantly turned pitch black, dense demonic energy emanating from its blade, chilling the bone. Gripping the saber tightly with both hands, he raised it high before bringing it down with a mighty swing. A massive blade energy, carrying a world-destroying momentum, roared out to intercept Xuanyuan Jingxuan's attack.

"Boom!" The two forces collided in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar. A powerful shockwave spread outwards from the point of impact. Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who was closer, was directly thrown to the ground by the blast. Her already severe injuries worsened, and she spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground red.

As the dust settled, Wang Ritain stood steadily in place, his expression unchanged, as if the earth-shattering blow had had no effect on him. The onlookers were dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes. Wang Ritain, a Half-step Grandmaster, had directly withstood a strike from a Finger Profound Realm expert. Such a feat, if it spread, would elevate him to the ranks of the martial world's top prodigies.

"This... how is this possible?"

"Wang Ritain, he's actually this powerful!"

The martial artists in the distance exclaimed, gaining a completely new understanding of Wang Ritain's strength.

Xuanyuan Jingxuan, looking at the unharmed Wang Ritain, felt his rage intensify. He had expected this blow to heavily injure Wang Ritain, but he never anticipated such tenacity. "Wang Ritain, you are very good! Today, I will tear you to shreds!" Enraged, Xuanyuan Jingxuan unleashed ten consecutive palm strikes. Each palm strike contained powerful true qi, causing the air to hum and deep cracks to appear on the ground, as if the entire area within a hundred meters was about to shatter.

Facing Xuanyuan Jingxuan's furious assault, Wang Ritain laughed heartily, "Excellent!" He brandished his saber, like a demon god, charging into Xuanyuan Jingxuan's attack range. True qi crisscrossed the hundred-meter area, blade energy clashing with palm force, creating bursts of thunderous noise.

Xuanyuan Jingxuan grew increasingly shocked as they fought. He realized that although Wang Ritain's realm was not yet in the Three Shattered Realms, the condensation of his true qi seemed stronger than his own. Every clash of true qi sent a powerful counter-force that numbed his arm. A sense of unease began to creep into his heart; he realized he might have encountered a true formidable opponent today.

"Impossible, you're just a Half-step Grandmaster, how can you have such immense power!" Xuanyuan Jingxuan roared, a tremor in his voice.

Wang Ritain sneered, "Xuanyuan Jingxuan, today is the day you die!" The saber in his hand moved faster, its blade energy mixed with demonic energy, as if it would devour the very heavens and earth.

The two fought in a frenzy. Xuanyuan Jingxuan, ignoring his internal injuries, unleashed his true qi madly. Each punch and palm strike carried a killing intent, as if aiming to shatter everything before him. Wang Ritain met every attack, relying on his tenacious fighting spirit and formidable strength to engage in a desperate struggle with Xuanyuan Jingxuan.

One hundred moves, one hundred and twenty moves... They fought for a full one hundred and fifty moves. The battlefield was in ruins, the ground pockmarked, and the surrounding trees were cut in half, their branches and leaves scattered everywhere.

After the fierce battle, Wang Ritain was covered in blood, his body riddled with wounds, the crimson liquid soaking his clothes. He suffered severe internal injuries, and each breath was accompanied by intense pain, yet his eyes remained resolute, his saber still held tightly in his grip.

Xuanyuan Jingxuan was in an even more wretched state. His true qi was depleted, and his injuries could no longer be suppressed. Blood flowed from his seven orifices, and he knelt on the ground, swaying precariously, unable to stand. His eyes were filled with terror and unwillingness. He could never have imagined that he, a dignified Finger Profound Realm expert, would be pushed to such a desperate situation by a mere Half-step Grandmaster.

Wang Ritain dragged his saber, walking step by step towards Xuanyuan Jingxuan. His steps were heavy but incredibly firm. Each step left a bloody footprint on the ground.

"So what if you're in the Finger Profound Realm! Today, I will slay you!" Wang Ritain reached Xuanyuan Jingxuan and roared, raising his saber high.

Xuanyuan Jingxuan looked at Wang Ritain, a flicker of despair in his eyes. "No..." His voice was weak, yet filled with unyielding regret.

However, Wang Ritain showed no hesitation. With a swift movement, a flash of cold light streaked through the air, and Xuanyuan Jingxuan's head flew off, blood gushing out. Before the eyes of all present, Wang Ritain successfully killed Xuanyuan Jingxuan, a Finger Profound Realm expert.

"My god, Wang Ritain actually did it!"

"He actually achieved an overlevel kill against a Finger Profound Realm expert!"

The martial artists in the distance cried out in astonishment, witnessing this scene.