A battle to the death

"Shameless!"

Suddenly, Su Xiang'er stepped forward and said, "Xu Weilin is at the half-step Emperor Realm, the head disciple of the inner sect. Xia Yu only just joined our Dao-Seeking Academy, and he's merely at the Profound Origin Realm. How is this not bullying the weak?"

"If you want a fight, I'll fight you!"

Su Xiang'er took a step forward, her aura soaring into the sky.

Eighth level of the King Realm!

"Hmph, the rules for the younger generation apply to anyone below the Emperor Realm. I'm only at the half-step Emperor Realm, so naturally, I count as part of the younger generation."

"As for your low cultivation, that's because the Dao-Seeking Academy's younger generation is incompetent. You can't blame our Martial Saint Academy for that."

Xu Weilin looked coldly at Su Xiang'er and said, "If you want to die, wait until I've killed Xia Yu. Then you can come."

For a moment, Su Xiang'er was speechless.

Each level was a heaven apart; even the gap between minor cultivation levels was considerable.

Besides, someone like Xu Weilin possessed astonishing talent, no less than Su Xiang'er's.

Geniuses like him could all challenge opponents above their level.

Xu Weilin appeared to be only at the half-step Emperor Realm, but he had actually killed ordinary Emperor Realm cultivators before.

His actual combat strength had already reached the Emperor Realm.

"You're mighty, Eldest Senior Sister!" Xia Yu smiled and praised her, then said, "But let me handle this."

Xia Yu knew very well that Su Xiang'er was no match for Xu Weilin. Otherwise, she would have already given them the upper hand over the Martial Saint Academy.

His own strength, meanwhile, had soared, and he wanted a proper fight to test his combat prowess.

"Be careful! Surrender if you can't win. I'll do everything I can to save your life."

Su Deyu's face was full of worry.

Su Xiang'er, Shen Yuxuan, An Qing, and the others were all worried, too.

"Master, trust me! Everyone from the Martial Saint Academy is just a paper tiger."

Xia Yu laughed heartily and walked toward Xu Weilin.

Lin Xulun said gravely to the people from the Pill Academy beside him, "If anything happens to Teacher, save him at any cost."

By then, Xia Yu had already stepped into Xu Weilin's king's domain.

Xu Weilin looked coldly at Xia Yu and declared arrogantly, "Your time to die has come!"

Before his words had faded, he saw Xia Yu's fist.

Ancestral Dragon Fist: Threefold Boundless!

Xu Weilin's pupils contracted. Then, with a cold sneer, he threw a punch of his own.

Boom...

A tremendous crash rang out.

Both men actually retreated at the same time.

An even match?

Zhang Xinyi's expression immediately darkened slightly.

Profound Origin Realm peak!

He had discerned Xia Yu's cultivation level, which was a full major realm below Xu Weilin's.

Yet their punches had been evenly matched.

Although Xu Weilin had not used his full strength, Xia Yu's talent was still terrifying!

Now, he began to understand why Xu Weilin had sent him a voice transmission earlier.

A genius with such exceptional talent was indeed an enormous threat to the Martial Saint Academy.

Someone like that had to become one of their own.

Otherwise, he had to be killed!

The people from the Dao-Seeking Academy, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief.

Then came the astonishment.

Was Xia Yu really this strong?

Even Shen Yuxuan was dumbfounded!

Half a day ago, Xia Yu absolutely could not have withstood a single punch from Xu Weilin.

He was certain of that. So how had Xia Yu become this strong now?

Even he would have struggled to withstand that punch.

Yet Xia Yu had clearly done so with ease.

Had Junior Brother surpassed me?

Shen Yuxuan suddenly felt a little sour. What would become of my dignity as his senior brother now?

Only now did Jiang Yuqi realize just how terrifying Xia Yu was.

His idiot of an elder brother had provoked a formidable enemy.

No, I have to tell Father immediately. Xia Yu absolutely cannot be allowed to live.

While everyone harbored different thoughts, the battle between Xia Yu and Xu Weilin had already reached a white-hot intensity.

Or rather, it had been white-hot from the very beginning.

Xia Yu did not use the Sin Dragon Spear, instead unleashing his Ancestral Dragon Fist in a furious barrage.

Xu Weilin specialized in fist techniques. Every punch was not only as fast as lightning, but immensely powerful.

Boom, boom, boom...

The thunderous crashes never ceased.

Neither man retreated. It was purely fist against fist, every punch striking flesh as they hammered each other madly.

In the blink of an eye, they had each thrown dozens, even hundreds of punches.

It was an utterly frenzied way to fight.

"Ha ha! What a thrill!"

Xia Yu laughed aloud, utterly unconcerned by the blood splattering from his fists.

Since learning the Ancestral Dragon Fist, this was his first time fighting like this.

It felt incredibly satisfying!

Only a battle against an equally matched opponent could give him such exhilarating release.

Xu Weilin snorted coldly and suddenly unleashed three consecutive punches. Their fierce force drove Xia Yu back several steps.

But Xia Yu did not pause for an instant. Swinging both fists, he charged forward like lightning.

"If this is all you've got, you can die now."

Suddenly, Xu Weilin's icy voice rang out.

The next moment, Xu Weilin's fist abruptly swelled a little.

In an instant, the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy poured into his fist.

Unlike the outer sect elder, however, he did not form a fist of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy around his own.

Instead, he condensed all the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy inside his fist.

Although the outer sect elder's fist technique looked spectacular, much of its power was actually wasted.

After all, concentrating power at a single point before unleashing it made it far more potent.

Without hesitation, Xu Weilin hurled a punch.

Where his fist passed, the air shuddered, carrying a momentum that could smash through anything.

Emperor-tier fist technique: Divine Emperor Fist.

Xia Yu narrowed his eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, he mobilized the Origin Force of all his Small Worlds.

At the same time, he gathered all the strength in his body.

His physical strength alone now amounted to the six ancestral dragon powers. With the Origin Force of his Small Worlds added in, an all-out burst of power was terrifying.

Not only that, Xia Yu directly stacked together all the Origin Force from his six Small Worlds.

Ancestral Dragon Fist: Sixfold Boundless.

Bang!

Where his fist passed, the void crackled with explosive bursts.

Xu Weilin's expression darkened. He realized that Xia Yu's fist held boundless power.

But it was already too late to dodge.

Besides, he did not believe Xia Yu's fist could be more powerful than his own.

Boom...

A deafening crash rang out.

A figure went flying.

Planting one foot heavily on the ground, Xu Weilin halted his backward momentum.

Seeing that Xia Yu had not retreated a single step, his expression changed drastically.

How was that punch so powerful?

"What fist technique is that?" he could not help asking.

He simply could not believe that Xia Yu had driven him back in a head-on clash.

How was that possible? I was at the half-step Emperor Realm, while Xia Yu was only at the Profound Origin Realm peak.

"Take a guess?" Xia Yu said with a smile.

"Well done, Junior Brother!" Shen Yuxuan could not help exclaiming softly.

He had driven Xu Weilin back head-on. That was incredible.

Su Xiang'er and An Qing were filled with astonishment.

Everyone from the Dao-Seeking Academy wore a shocked expression.

After all, everyone had believed Xia Yu could not defeat Xu Weilin. Simply surviving would have been good enough.

Yet he had actually driven Xu Weilin back in a head-on clash. This was completely unexpected.

Xu Weilin was a genius of the Martial Saint Academy, and he was at the half-step Emperor Realm.

Xia Yu was only at the Profound Origin Realm peak, yet he had driven Xu Weilin back head-on. Just how astonishing was his talent?

Zhang Xinyi and the others from the Martial Saint Academy had never expected this, either.

Zhang Xinyi's expression darkened, and he said coldly, "Xu Weilin, stop holding back. Go all out!"

"Yes, Grand Elder."

Xu Weilin answered, then stared at Xia Yu and said coldly, "You really surprised me. But do you truly think you've won?"

"You must have used your full strength, right? But I haven't."

The next moment, Xu Weilin took a step forward and stamped heavily on the ground.

An aura soared into the heavens, and a golden phantom suddenly appeared in the sky.

Battle intent!

The next moment, the golden phantom rushed into Xu Weilin's body, causing his aura to surge abruptly.

"Battle intent, is it?" Xia Yu smiled.