Hardening the Mad Wolf

As soon as the words fell, Wei Jun's aura suddenly changed!

His previously calm presence instantly turned violent. He took a deep breath, and the Qi and Blood within his body began to circulate wildly, emitting a dull roar.

"Crack, crack, crack—"

Wei Jun's muscles began to swell, and a series of cracking sounds erupted from the joints of his entire body!

This was the peak state of the Hundred Refinements Realm [Jade Bone], where sinews and bones united, allowing him to unleash power far beyond his limits in an instant!

The audience below immediately felt an oppressive force washing over them. This was the aura of a Hundred Refinements Sixth Layer martial artist unleashing their full power, making it difficult to even breathe.

"Holy crap! Crazy Wolf is going all out right from the start?"

"He's getting serious!"

"The explosive state of the Hundred Refinements Sixth Layer doubles his strength at least! Ghost Face is finished!"

Tang Xiaoman, watching from below, his expression turned grave. He had just been sent flying by Wei Jun's punch, and Wei Jun hadn't even been in his powered-up state then. Now, Wei Jun had entered his explosive state right from the beginning!

"Brother Qin..." Tang Xiaoman clenched his fists, cold sweat breaking out on his palms.

On the stage, Wei Jun stretched his neck and said in a deep voice:

"I watched all nine of your previous matches."

"Your swordsmanship is exquisite, your footwork is elusive, and your state of mind is steady. To have such strength at the Hundred Refinements Fourth Layer is not simple."

The corners of Wei Jun's mouth curved upwards slightly, revealing a hint of fighting spirit. "Therefore, I will use my full strength. This is my respect for you."

Qin Jue's eyes darkened. He could clearly feel that Wei Jun was like a completely different person compared to before. That violent aura forced him to be on high alert.

"Be careful."

Wei Jun let out a low roar, stomped his foot fiercely, and the bluestone slab instantly cracked. He charged towards Qin Jue with incredible speed!

"So fast!"

The audience below widened their eyes. Wei Jun's speed was faster than any of his previous opponents. His gray figure left a trail of afterimages across the stage, and in the blink of an eye, he had already reached Qin Jue!

"Steel Fist · Bone Shatter!"

Wei Jun roared, and his right fist shot out fiercely!

His fist was covered with a faint layer of Qi and Blood. Where his fist passed, the air was compressed into visible ripples! If this punch landed, let alone a flesh-and-blood body, even a steel plate could be pierced!

Qin Jue's pupils constricted.

Too fast!

This speed was five parts faster than the old man who used dual hooks earlier!

And the power of this punch was as heavy as a mountain!

With no time to think, Qin Jue unleashed [Startling Swan Flash · Floating Light] with his feet, his figure elusively retreating half a step, just enough to dodge the punch.

"Boom!"

The violent fist wind grazed Qin Jue's cheek, causing pain!

So close!

Qin Jue's heart tightened. If he had been even half a breath slower, this punch would have landed squarely on his face!

But Wei Jun's attack wasn't over yet!

"Steel Fist · Rapid Strikes!"

Wei Jun's left fist followed closely, each punch connecting, raining down on Qin Jue like a storm!

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Seven consecutive punches, each as fast as lightning and as heavy as a mountain!

Qin Jue dared not meet them head-on and could only continuously evade with [Startling Swan Flash]. His figure flickered unpredictably on the stage, narrowly dodging every punch.

But Wei Jun's attacks were simply too dense!

As soon as Qin Jue dodged one punch, the next was already upon him!

"Damn it!"

Qin Jue gritted his teeth and brought his [Cold Iron Sword] across his chest, forcefully blocking the punch!

"Clang!"

With a deafening sound, Qin Jue was sent flying backward, his feet plowing two deep furrows in the stage. He retreated a full fifteen meters before he could barely stabilize himself!

"Hoo..."

Qin Jue took a deep breath, feeling the numbness in his arm, and marveled inwardly.

Such immense power!

"As expected of the Hundred Refinements Sixth Layer..."

Qin Jue muttered to himself, but his eyes shone brighter.

This was a true opponent!

This is true combat!

"Hahaha! Not bad! To take one of my punches at Hundred Refinements Fourth Layer and not fall, you're the first!"

Wei Jun laughed heartily and lunged forward again!

This time, his speed was even faster!

He darted and weaved around the stage, each change of direction so fast it was dazzling!

Qin Jue's eyes narrowed, a silver light flashing in the depths of his pupils.

Myriad Forms Style: Mind Mirror, activate!

The world instantly slowed down.

Wei Jun's lightning-fast figure became clearly visible in Qin Jue's eyes. Every change of direction, every exertion of force, every twitch of a muscle was laid bare before him.

"To the left!"

Qin Jue moved his feet, his figure drifting to the right, narrowly dodging a punch that Wei Jun threw from the left!

"Behind!"

Qin Jue spun around, swinging his Cold Iron Sword backward. The blade precisely tapped Wei Jun's incoming fist from behind!

"Clang!"

Sparks flew as Wei Jun's fist was knocked away!

"Huh?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Wei Jun's eyes. "You can keep up with my speed? Interesting!"

His attacks became even more ferocious!

Punch after punch connected, like a raging storm!

Qin Jue gritted his teeth and endured. Myriad Forms Style: Mind Mirror was fully activated, and Startling Swan Flash: Floating Light was pushed to its limit. His figure flickered unpredictably on the stage, narrowly dodging every punch!

But he could feel his Qi and Blood being rapidly depleted!

The Mind Mirror consumed a tremendous amount of mental energy, and the stinging sensation between his brows grew more intense!

The Startling Swan Flash also consumed a significant amount of Qi and Blood. After nine consecutive battles, his Qi and Blood had already been depleted by nearly half!

He couldn't go on like this!

He had to find an opening and win with a single decisive blow!

Qin Jue took a deep breath. The state of Myriad Forms Style: Mind Mirror deepened, and his perception became unprecedentedly sharp!

He captured Wei Jun's every attack, every breath, every heartbeat!

Finally, after Wei Jun unleashed his thirty-seventh consecutive punch, Qin Jue caught a fleeting opening!

Now!

"Tide Rising Sword Technique: Tide Surging Stance!"

Qin Jue let out a low cry. His Cold Iron Sword surged out like a tide, the sword momentum continuous and unbroken, one strike after another, like a river flowing into the sea, unstoppable!

Wei Jun's expression changed, and he crossed his fists in front of his chest!

"Clang, clang, clang!"

Three consecutive strikes, each hitting Wei Jun's fists, sparks flying!

But Wei Jun's fists were like cast iron, unmoving!

"Hahaha! With just this much strength, you think you can break my Steel Fist?"

The next instant, his figure vanished from where he stood!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three consecutive explosions. Wei Jun's figure left three afterimages on the stage, each afterimage carrying a terrifying fist force, striking Qin Jue simultaneously from three different directions!

This was Wei Jun's signature ultimate skill—[Triple Shadow Kill]!

Using extreme speed and exquisite footwork, it created three afterimages in an instant, making it impossible for the opponent to discern the true body, leaving them only able to passively endure!

The audience below widened their eyes.

"Triple Shadow Kill! Mad Wolf is getting serious!"

"That kid is dead! Even peak Hundred Refinements Sixth Layer experts wouldn't dare to take this head-on!"

However—

Qin Jue's breathing became incredibly steady at this moment.

The more critical the moment, the calmer one must be.

He closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them!

In the depths of his pupils, silver light blazed intensely!

Myriad Forms Style: Mind Mirror was pushed to its absolute limit at this instant, and everything around him became incredibly clear.

In that instant, the three afterimages became incredibly clear in his eyes. Which was the real body, and which was an illusion, was obvious at a glance!

"On... the left!"

Qin Jue stomped his foot, his body flashing to the left like a phantom.

At the same time, the Cold Iron Sword in his hand let out a sharp hum!

Cicada Wing · Thousand Layers--[Thousand Threads]!

Layers of sword energy, imperceptible to the naked eye, appeared on the sword body. This was the terrifying cutting power formed by the simultaneous vibration of thousands of sword energies!

"Ching!"

The sword light flashed, striking Wei Jun's fist head-on!

"Clang!"

With a crisp metallic collision, Wei Jun's fist met the sword blade, splashing a string of sparks.

Wei Jun's expression changed. A sharp pain shot from his fist, causing him to grunt. He looked down and saw that his fist was covered in countless fine blood threads!

These were traces left by thousands of sword energies cutting simultaneously!

"What a strange sword technique!"

Wei Jun's heart sank. His cultivated Steel Fist Martial Skill could make his fists as hard as steel, and ordinary sword techniques couldn't even scratch him.

But that strike just now...

He looked at the dense blood threads on his fist, his eyes becoming solemn.

"If it weren't for my Hundred Refinements Sixth Layer, with tough muscles and bones, and having cultivated Steel Fist, that strike just now would have probably sliced my fist into mincemeat!"

The audience below erupted.

"Holy crap! Ghost Face actually injured Mad Wolf!"

"What kind of sword technique is that? I've never seen it before!"

"Too strong! Hundred Refinements Fourth Layer injuring Hundred Refinements Sixth Layer, this is practically a miracle!"

In a corner of the crowd, Tang Xiaoman was so excited he almost jumped up.

"Brother Qin, mighty!"

On the stage.

Wei Jun looked at Qin Jue, the fighting spirit in his eyes growing stronger.

"Not bad, really not bad. To injure me at Hundred Refinements Fourth Layer, given time, you will surely achieve great things."

He flexed his injured right fist and grinned, "But, it ends here."