In mere moments, Ye Qingxuan and Wu Bao had closed in on each other, trading flesh-pounding blows through hundreds of fierce exchanges.
Though Wu Bao's cultivation was high, he had neglected his physical training. He was like a paper lantern, ready to tear at a single poke.
Though Ye Qingxuan's cultivation was lower, he was like uncut jade and unrefined gold, having cultivated every aspect of himself to its current limit. His physical strength was nothing short of heaven-defying!
Coupled with his wealth of combat experience, like a veteran of countless battlefields, this gradually put the two on equal footing. Neither could gain the upper hand, and it seemed they might soon leave each other grievously wounded!
"Hahaha... you stupid dog, that's all you've got? Go home and suckle at your mother's breast!
Hahaha..."
Ye Qingxuan's voice was cold and sinister as a snake, as though it could pierce a person's soul. Yet his movements grew fiercer, his aura swelling and surging around him like crashing ocean waves!
"You scoundrel, you dare attempt a breakthrough in battle?
I'll never let you succeed. Give up that idea!"
Wu Bao was utterly stunned. This scoundrel truly possessed extraordinary talent, daring to break through during a fierce battle. Someone at the perfected Human Immortal Realm had actually held out against him for so long!
If he did not eliminate Ye Qingxuan today, the man would become a thorn buried deep in his flesh. At that thought, Wu Bao's attacks grew even sharper, like a raging storm!
"You? Try again in your next life!"
Contempt filled Ye Qingxuan's face. He had climbed step by step from the very bottom, endured countless hardships, and cultivated every realm to its absolute pinnacle. How could these pampered wastrels possibly compare?
"Two Ghosts Carry the Sedan Chair!"