Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

"Eight Kills of Battle!"

The destruction of his longsword seemed to be within Ye Wushuang’s expectations. He simply clenched his hand into a fist, his Blood Qi surging to the heavens. He threw a punch, accompanied by the faint roar of a Violent Ape that shook one to the core.

"A Combat Skill!"

Anx Jun, Chen Kun, and the nearby Law Enforcement Hall Disciples all saw it clearly. What Ye Wushuang had just used was a Combat Skill.

But how could Ye Wushuang, an ordinary Outer Disciple, possess a Combat Skill?

In an instant, a question hung in everyone’s mind.

"Is this the source of your arrogance? You’re merely at the Body Tempering Eighth Layer. Even if you’ve mastered a Divine Skill, you’re still just an ant."

Anx Jun was also extremely surprised and shocked, but he remained as confident as ever. He rapidly gathered True Qi into his fist and punched forward.

BOOM!

The two fists collided, and the air crackled with a low explosion. The shockwave rapidly churned the air, creating several small tempests.

Anx Jun was utterly shocked.

He had guessed that even if Ye Wushuang wasn’t killed instantly, he would at least be sent flying back, severely injured.

But this outcome was far beyond his expectations.

Ye Wushuang was equally surprised. He couldn’t help but admire the power of the Qi Vortex Realm. Even though Anx Jun was only at the Qi Vortex First Layer, that surging True Qi could overwhelm anyone in the Body Tempering Realm.

This was the unbridgeable chasm between Realms, incredibly difficult to cross!

However, in this life-or-death moment, Ye Wushuang had no choice but to fight across that gap. If he didn’t, only death awaited him, and there would be no one to even collect his corpse.

SWISH!

Ye Wushuang’s body shot up, using the shockwave to deftly leap back several steps.

’Can you really escape?!’

Anx Jun’s eyes were vicious. He was dead set on killing Ye Wushuang. He immediately closed the distance and threw a reckless punch.

BANG!

The violent Fist Gang unleashed its Killing Power, actually causing the air to crackle as if being torn apart. The enveloping murderous intent would have terrified anyone.

"Brother Ye, be careful!"

Yangg Qing’er cried out anxiously.

Ye Wushuang retreated a few steps, then pushed off his toes and lunged forward again, as if he knew Anx Jun’s every move. He began to unleash the Eight Kills of Battle.

First Kill!

Second Kill!

Third Kill!

Fourth Kill!

With nimble footwork, the crimson energy gathered by the Eight Kills of Battle grew stronger. Countless fist shadows, both real and illusory, flickered through the air as they all descended upon Anx Jun.

"Child’s play!"

Looking at Ye Wushuang’s flashy attacks, Anx Jun was filled with contempt. The Qi Vortex in his Dantian spun at high speed, furiously pouring out streams of majestic True Qi that formed a massive membrane of light over his fist. He rampaged forward, unimpeded, and destroyed Ye Wushuang’s Eight Kills of Battle attack.

’Die!’

In the blink of an eye, Anx Jun seemed like an invincible Fist Emperor, destroying everything in his path. His fist, wreathed in True Qi, smashed toward Ye Wushuang’s face.

It was as if Ye Wushuang didn’t even see it coming. His body deftly dodged backward as he simultaneously executed the latter half of the Eight Kills of Battle, once again blocking Anx Jun’s attack.

Blocked by Ye Wushuang yet again, Anx Jun’s temper flared, and he unleashed his attacks with maximum power.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Ye Wushuang repeatedly used the Eight Kills of Battle, clashing with Anx Jun in the center of the field.

In a flash, the two had clashed no less than several dozen times, leaving the Disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall and the Fierce Demon Cave completely stunned.

They were shocked not only by the spectacular duel but also by Ye Wushuang’s sheer power!

Especially the latter. Who could have imagined that someone in the Body Tempering Realm could hold his own against an expert at the Qi Vortex First Layer? That was what they found most inconceivable.

’Ye Wushuang is too terrifying. It’s a good thing he’s about to die. Otherwise, it’s hard to imagine what he’ll become in the future...’ Chen Kun stared at the white-robed youth in the field. Beyond his fear, he also felt relieved that his decision to have Ye Wushuang killed so quickly had been the right one.

First Kill! Second Kill... Seventh Kill!

’It’s not working!’

’Just a little more!’

Ye Wushuang had completely tuned out the crowd. He executed the Eight Kills of Battle again and again, but he always stopped at the seventh kill, a hint of helplessness on his face.

He then refocused his attention on Anx Jun, clashing with him repeatedly and continuously practicing in the heat of battle.

This unintentional practice allowed Ye Wushuang to catch a glimpse of a breakthrough. A sense of urgency suddenly arose within him, and he continued to clash with Anx Jun relentlessly.

"Is that all the speed you have?!"

"You’re so weak! Did you fucking forget to eat or something?!"

"Anx Jun, you think you can kill me with this little strength?!"

As he attacked, Ye Wushuang sneered and taunted, as if berating Anx Jun for being too weak.

This behavior made everyone’s jaws drop. The man was trying to take his life, yet he was taunting him? Didn’t he think he had lived long enough?

At that moment, even Chen Kun and Ba Ziyun were staring wide-eyed, unable to wrap their heads around what was happening.

As for Anx Jun, his rage erupted like a volcano.

"Bastard! You’ve fucking pissed me off for good!"

Anx Jun’s True Qi surged. As if driven mad, he poured out all of his True Qi into a single, ferocious punch. It shot forward like a raging, boiling river, crashing violently toward Ye Wushuang.

The onlookers retreated several more steps in horror. Anx Jun’s power made them truly realize how formidable the Qi Vortex Realm was!

The specter of death crept into Ye Wushuang’s heart!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

He frantically swung his fists where he stood. Seven streams of crimson energy swirled rapidly, but they made no further move.

’Die!’

Anx Jun’s speed was astonishing. In the blink of an eye, he closed the distance to Ye Wushuang, his fist smashing down like a comet striking the earth, filled with destructive power.

"Brother Ye, get out of the way!"

Yangg Qing’er’s pretty face changed. Her figure soared into the air as she sent a palm strike toward Anx Jun, but she was a little too slow.

Anx Jun’s fist was already upon Ye Wushuang. In a matter of seconds, he would be annihilated.

"Eight Kills of Battle, Fury of the Violent Ape—break for me!"

Suddenly, Ye Wushuang let out a ferocious roar. All the fist shadows around him instantly shattered, rapidly forming the giant silhouette of a blood-eyed Violent Ape behind him. He thrust out a fist, veins bulging, as eight streams of crimson energy roiled around its edge.

ROAR!

The Violent Ape’s shriek pierced everyone’s ears. The effect on Anx Jun was even more intense, and his attack momentarily faltered.

BOOM!

In just half a breath, the two fists slammed together. With a sizzle, Ye Wushuang’s body slid back four or five meters.

Meanwhile, Anx Jun’s body, under everyone’s incredulous gazes, was sent flying backward. He smashed headfirst into the ground with a pained howl.

’How... how could this be?’

’Anx Jun... lost!’

Everyone stared at Anx Jun on the ground, his mouth full of blood, then turned to look at Ye Wushuang. Though a trickle of blood ran from the corner of his mouth, his face was radiant with joy.

"The Eight Kills has finally reached Great Success!"

Ye Wushuang smiled joyfully. His faint words drifted through the air: the Eight Kills had finally reached Great Success.

The realization hit them like a thunderclap.

That single sentence shocked everyone to their core. It turned out Ye Wushuang had been using Anx Jun as a sparring partner.

"The Eight Kills reached Great Success?" Anx Jun also climbed up from the ground, wiping the blood from his mouth. His eyes were filled with venom and murderous intent. "You were using me as a sparring partner... to practice a Combat Skill?"

"What else?" The corner of Ye Wushuang’s mouth curled up as he turned to look at Anx Jun. "Otherwise, why would I have wasted so much time talking to you?!"

"You..." PFFT!

Anx Jun clenched his fists violently and spat out another mouthful of blood. After fighting for so long, it turned out Ye Wushuang had used him as a sparring partner, helping him perfect a Martial Skill and severely injuring him in the process!

"Ye Wushuang, if I, Anx Jun, don’t flay you alive today, I’ll fucking kill myself!"

Hearing Ye Wushuang’s answer, Anx Jun’s face twisted with rage. He looked as if he wanted to kill Ye Wushuang on the spot. A terrifying aura spread from his body, and a threat that felt like it could annihilate everything swept over the hearts of the crowd.

Ye Wushuang was no exception. His expression changed drastically. An aura like this could only be produced by using a Combat Skill.

This meant that Anx Jun also possessed a Combat Skill. Ye Wushuang’s newly perfected Eight Kills of Battle would lose its advantage, and he would once again face the threat of death.