There Was Still a Long Road Ahead!
Xie Xie swallowed hard, a chill running down his spine. He had always known Bai Yushan was strong, but he hadn't realized he was this strong.
Tang Wulin clenched his fists, his eyes gleaming, his blood boiling. This was a true powerhouse! One day, he would stand at that level too!
Xu Xiaoyan covered her mouth, even holding her breath, afraid of disturbing the two people in the room.
Once again, they clashed head-on, each taking a half-step back.
Wu Changkong's fingers, hanging by his side, felt slightly numb, and the frost on his fingertips trembled.
A storm raged within him.
This kid has actually gotten this strong?!
Before the holiday, although Bai Yushan could fight opponents of higher levels, he relied more on his strange lightning and powerful physique, and his moves were still quite clumsy.
It's only been a month, and not only has his physical strength improved to a new level, but his fighting skills have also become so much more refined.
If this continues, in another six months, I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress him unless I go all out.
"That's interesting."
Bai Yushan grinned, a wild smile spreading across his face, his eyes burning with an increasingly intense madness. He stomped his foot on the ground and charged forward again, this time even faster than before.
Electromagnetic Clarity!
An invisible electromagnetic wave swept across the entire area in an instant, and the changes in airflow, the flow of Soul Power, and even the subtle tension in Wu Changkong's muscles within a radius of twenty meters were all clearly imprinted in his mind.
Transparent World! Now open!
He blurred, creating three afterimages of lightning that simultaneously attacked Wu Changkong from three different directions. Each one was solid and imbued with a powerful aura, making it difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.
Thunder Shadow Thousandfold Afterimages
Three figures threw punches simultaneously, the force of their punches accompanied by thunderous roars, sealing off all angles of evasion.
Wu Changkong's eyes hardened, and he finally stopped holding back. Soul Power surged beneath his feet, and his Second Soul Ring slowly lit up.
Frost Mist
A thick, white mist instantly spread from his body, causing the temperature to plummet and the ground to frost over at a visible speed. The mist not only obscured vision but also possessed an extremely strong corrosive power; if it touched the skin, it would freeze the meridians and have a very strong slowing effect.
Three afterimages rushed into the icy mist, their movements momentarily slowed by half a beat.
Ke Wu Changkong knew in his heart that this could not trap Bai Yushan.
Sure enough, the next second, a loud shout rang out from the depths of the cold mist.
Thunder Pressure Raging Waves
Boom--!
A thundercloud suddenly appeared overhead, and more than ten bolts of purple lightning crashed down with a deafening roar, precisely striking every blind spot in the icy mist. The shockwaves from the lightning ripped the icy mist apart, and the white fog churned and dispersed, instantly restoring visibility.
At the same time, a purple figure darted out from the mist, its fingertips condensing lightning to the extreme. Its two fingers joined together, like a drawn dagger, aimed straight at Wu Changkong's heart.
Hell Stab - Two-Finger Nukite
The lightning at his fingertips was compressed to its limit, tearing the air apart with a piercing shriek, its penetrating power terrifying.
This is one of Bai Yushan's strongest killing moves to date.
Wu Changkong's pupils contracted slightly, knowing he couldn't take the blow head-on. He raised his left hand, Third Soul Ring shone brightly.
Heavenly Frost Slash
A half-meter-long giant ice sword materialized out of thin air, carrying a chilling aura, and slashed fiercely towards Guan Shou.
Laugh--!
Lightning and ice collided violently, the ear-piercing sound making one's teeth ache. White frost and purple arcs of electricity flew everywhere, and the ground was instantly frozen into a layer of ice crystals, which were then shattered by the lightning.
Bai Yushan felt a tremendous force travel through his fingertips, his arm went numb, and he involuntarily took three steps back.
Wu Changkong also took half a step back, his ice sword covered in cracks, and shattered into ice shards with a crack.
His brow furrowed even more.
This physical strength is almost on par with a pure strength-based Soul Ancestor!
"Again!"
Instead of retreating, Bai Yushan advanced, laughing loudly as he rapidly crossed his hands in front of him. Purple lightning gathered in his palms, forming two intersecting arcs of electricity that swept horizontally towards Wu Changkong and abdomen.
Purple Lightning Fierce Slash
Wu Changkong leaped into the air, dodging the slash, and his Fourth Soul Ring lit up.
Frost Ice Whisper
A giant ice sword, over two meters long, materialized above his head, carrying a heavy, oppressive aura, and crashed down upon him. Wherever the ice sword passed, the air froze, and even the speed of the blows slowed down by a fraction.
Bai Yushan looked up, his eyes showing no fear, but rather a burning fighting spirit.
He took a deep breath, and the power of the Five Beast Way within his body converged wildly. The tiger's strength, the bear's thickness, the deer's skill, the ape's agility, and the crane's sharpness—five completely different forces—twisted into one, and then completely merged with the 260,000 volts of electricity.
Five Beasts Merged Essence Form
He raised his right fist high, and the lightning on his fist surged several feet, forming a huge lightning fist shadow. Five beast-shaped phantoms flashed past in the fist shadow, combining strength and gentleness, with terrifying power.
"Break!"
With a roar, Bai Yushan threw a punch, smashing it head-on into the giant ice sword.
Boom--!!
A deafening explosion rang out, shaking the entire training ground violently.
Lightning and ice collided violently, purple electric snakes and white ice shards flying everywhere, and Impact swept out in a ring. Tang Wulin and the other two quickly raised their hands to shield their faces, and couldn't help but slide back two steps.
Smoke and dust filled the air and lingered for Jiujiu.
As the smoke and dust slowly settled, two figures became clearly visible in the arena.
Bai Yushan knelt on the ground, his right hand trembling slightly, a trace of blood seeping from between his fingers, and the alloy floor beneath his knees cracked with spiderweb-like patterns. He was panting heavily, his forehead covered in sweat, but his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness as he stared intently at Wu Changkong opposite him.
Wu Changkong stood still, his white robes still pristine, but the ground beneath his feet had sunk slightly. In his hand he held a solid ice sword, its blade humming slightly and covered with fine cracks.
He looked at Bai Yushan kneeling on one knee, and the shock in his heart was beyond words.
That attack just now had already reached the destructive power of an ordinary Soul King.
This wasn't even Bai Yushan's full-force attack yet.
Wu Changkong still remembers that figure, shrouded in lightning and resembling Asura.
If Bai Yushan were to enter that state and fight him now, would he still be able to remain as composed as he is now?
Wu Changkong suppressed the turmoil in his heart, flicked his fingertips slightly, and the ice sword turned into ice shards that dissipated into the air. His white robes fell loose, and his expression returned to its usual coldness, as if the breathtaking collision had never happened.
"Great progress."
He spoke, his voice still calm, yet carrying unwavering certainty, "Your physical body, skills, and control over Soul Power have all reached a new level. In less than a year, there won't be many below the Soul Emperor level who can withstand your full power."
Bai Yushan propped himself up on his knees, shook his numb arms, and grinned. "Absolutely!"
He spoke casually, but he knew in his heart that Wu Changkong hadn't really meant it.
If they really went all out, I wouldn't be a match for them right now.
But so what?
He's only nine years old; he has a long road ahead of him.