Yuchi Hong

Yuchi Hong

Jiang Feng did not need to turn his head. With his divine sense, he could see a bearded burly man carrying a pair of Mountain-Shaking Hammers already standing behind him.

"Black Martial Realm, ninth level."

Jiang Feng slowly turned and looked at Yuchi Hong.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yuchi Hong raised his hammers and attacked. He had also seen that Jiang Feng was not weak, and he did not dare act carelessly. The instant he struck, he used one hundred percent of his strength, intending to decide the outcome quickly and avoid a long night breeding many dreams.

This was the observational skill he had honed through years of fighting Magic Beasts. He knew who was strong and who was weak.

After seeing Jiang Feng fight, he had already realized that Jiang Feng belonged to that kind of strong person, a born powerhouse. To defeat someone like this, even with an absolute advantage in cultivation, he could not be careless. He had to go all out, cut through the tangled hemp with a swift blade, and decide the outcome quickly. Otherwise, once it dragged on too long, changes would inevitably arise.

Seeing Yuchi Hong attack, Jiang Feng remained calm and composed, his eyes narrowing.

The watching crowd unconsciously took a step back. When two Black Martial Realm experts fought, standing too close was never a good thing.

"They've exchanged blows. The commander of the City Guard from Prefecture City definitely has strength Wei Changqing can't compare to."

"This Yuchi Hong is coming in fiercely, and his offensive is formidable. Clearly, he also sees Jiang Feng as an opponent and isn't underestimating him."

"Jiang Feng is in grave danger!"

"Even if Jiang Feng has heaven-gifted talent, he absolutely won't be a match for Yuchi Hong, who has spent years walking between life and death."

"Pity, one of Zhushan Town's bright young talents is going to break his halberd here today. Sigh..."

As the crowd discussed, the two had already clashed.

Yuchi Hong's full-power strike went straight for Jiang Feng's face. Jiang Feng neither dodged nor avoided it, thrusting up his spear to block.

Under everyone's eyes, Jiang Feng actually blocked the hammer.

"He blocked it! He actually blocked it!"

"Jiang Feng actually blocked Yuchi Hong's full-power strike! That's too unbelievable!"

"Yuchi Hong is a ninth-level Black Martial Realm expert, and his body-tempering method gives him two hundred thousand jin of strength. Jiang Feng actually blocked an attack carrying two hundred thousand jin of force!!"

Yuchi Hong was shocked. He had thought this strike of his would be enough to send Jiang Feng flying, or at the very least force him to retreat in a sorry state. He had never imagined that Jiang Feng would block it so lightly and casually.

Up in the pavilion, Nie Hu's face was full of shock.

"What!!" Nie Hu nearly cried out in alarm. "He... he actually... blocked it!"

At the center of the square, Xiang Pang was similarly shocked. He had never imagined that Jiang Feng truly had the strength to fight Yuchi Hong.

Who was Yuchi Hong? He was the deputy commander of the Prefecture City's City Guard! He was not someone a small-town guard captain like Wei Changqing could compare to.

"It seems Ah Feng has improved quite a bit in this half month as well." Xiang Pang began to hold hope for Jiang Feng.

In the square, the two were already locked in close combat. Every move Yuchi Hong unleashed was at full force, wide open and sweeping, with extraordinary momentum. His techniques were genuine skills tempered countless times in life-and-death battles. There was nothing unnecessary, nothing flashy—only the most direct and effective strikes.

Jiang Feng could also see that Yuchi Hong's hammer technique seemed to have no pattern, but in truth every move was fatal. If he did not have enough strength to withstand it, he likely would have been defeated long ago.

The more they fought, the more alarmed Yuchi Hong became, because he discovered that Jiang Feng was like a bottomless pit that could never be filled. Every time he thought his next move would put Jiang Feng to death, Jiang Feng could always resolve it with ease.

Through his battle with Yuchi Hong, Jiang Feng discovered some shortcomings in his own moves.

His spear technique had been improved on the foundation of Wei Changqing's Burning Passion Spear Technique, combined with some strengths from spear arts in Nie Hu's Library Pavilion, but it had not yet been tested in actual combat. This battle with Yuchi Hong was the perfect chance to temper it.

"Fifty moves... one hundred moves..."

"Yuchi Hong still hasn't taken Jiang Feng down."

"The two seem evenly matched!"

Just as everyone harbored all kinds of guesses about the fight between the two, a sudden change occurred in the arena.

"Enough. You can go die now!"

Jiang Feng suddenly gave a cold snort. The long spear in his hand straightened, spear momentum surged, and countless spear shadows directly enveloped Yuchi Hong completely.

Yuchi Hong was greatly shocked. The twin hammers in his hands danced with a tiger's roar of wind, wanting to block.

However, Jiang Feng thrust straight over with his spear, and Yuchi Hong's twin hammers were actually shaken open directly!

"No!"

Yuchi Hong had experienced the battlefield for years. How could he not see that there was no longer any way to avoid this spear? Terror burst in his eyes. He had walked between life and death countless times, but this time, he would no longer be able to leap out of death's ill fate.

One move. Merely one move!

Yuchi Hong had never imagined that he would not even be able to receive a single move from Jiang Feng.

Just now, Jiang Feng had merely been circling with him and toying with him!

If Jiang Feng had gone all out from the beginning, he would not even have been able to withstand one of Jiang Feng's moves!

How can there be such a heaven-defying monster in this world!? Yuchi Hong sighed inwardly!

A simple spear thrust, containing the power of spear momentum, without the slightest dragging mud or carrying water, without the slightest flashiness, pierced straight into Yuchi Hong's chest—right through his heart!

Under everyone's eyes, the two people who had just been fighting evenly had determined victory and defeat in the blink of an eye.

The victor—Jiang Feng!

The defeated—Yuchi Hong!

Yuchi Hong's face went from flushed to deathly pale. The corners of his mouth struggled for a moment, but the few words he failed to spit out would never be spoken again.

"Yuchi Hong... is... dead?"

"Heavens, am I seeing things?"

"Yuchi Hong, commander of the City Guard from Prefecture City, with ninth-level Black Martial Realm cultivation, actually died at Jiang Feng's hands!!"

Up in the pavilion, Nie Hu was already so shocked that his mind nearly left him.

He had been filled with hope, convinced that Yuchi Hong's victory was beyond doubt, but the result was the scene before him.

Though he had very much wanted to see Yuchi Hong suffer a little, in the end, what he wanted most was still Jiang Feng's life. This present situation was the very last thing he wished to see.

Xiang Pang let out a booming "haha" of laughter. The strength Jiang Feng had displayed filled him with excitement from the bottom of his heart.

Today, even if he died, it would be worth it!

To have a ninth-level Black Martial Realm expert buried with him was enough!

"He really does have some skill." Beside Nie Hu, at some unknown point, another figure had appeared.

It was none other than Su Di.

At this moment, Su Di still wore an air of calm indifference, as though clouds were thin and the wind was light. Yuchi Hong's death, though it had surprised him as well, was still not enough to make him panic. He, Su Di, was not someone Yuchi Hong could compare to. Even if the two of them had equal cultivation, two Yuchi Hongs would still not be a match for him, Su Di—much less when he was already a true expert only half a step away from entering the Earth Martial Realm.

His grasp and understanding of power were far beyond what ordinary Black Martial Realm martial artists could imagine.

As for Jiang Feng, in his eyes, the boy did indeed have some skill, but to defeat him? Absolutely impossible!

Nie Hu swallowed hard, then said with a solemn expression, "Lord Su Di, the rest is up to you. If Jiang Feng's life cannot be taken today, I think you should understand the consequences."

Before this, Nie Hu had been polite and respectful to Su Di and Yuchi Hong because he needed to rely on them to kill Jiang Feng. But now, Yuchi Hong was dead. If Su Di were defeated as well, there would be no way to answer to the Qi Family.

Therefore, Nie Hu's words lost a bit of their courtesy and gained a bit of pressing aggression.

Su Di naturally understood what was at stake. He glanced blandly at Nie Hu. "Then watch how I take his life."

With that said, Su Di sprang up, leaping straight down from the pavilion and attacking Jiang Feng.

His sharp, biting aura made everyone turn to look.

As he rose and fell, a faint current of energy actually coiled around his body.

That was the sign of an Earth Martial Realm martial artist projecting energy outward.

"Su Di has made his move!"

"He actually attacked directly, not giving Jiang Feng even the slightest chance to catch his breath."

"Making a move at a time like this is rather ungentlemanly!"

"Exactly. Jiang Feng just fought Yuchi Hong for over a hundred moves, and the energy in his dantian has been greatly depleted. This Su Di is clearly aiming at that point, which is why he's so eager to strike and reap a cheap advantage."

"Shameless!"

"Ah, Jiang Feng's fate really is bitter. Su Di's strength was already above Yuchi Hong's to begin with. I reckon the two of them won't fight past ten exchanges before victory and defeat are decided."

"Ah Feng, be careful!" Xiang Pang hurriedly warned.