The wind and snow swirled wildly.
Ye Wushuang stood atop the city wall, his aura formidable, as if he were a god of war.
The crowd was stunned. Could the Guardian have been defeated?
“Boom!”
At that moment, a powerful surge emanated from the depths of the Forbidden City, and the Guardian’s figure reappeared.
The Guardian stood on the roof of a grand hall, his arm bleeding, his face cold as iron.
As the Guardian of a nation, a peerless master at the King Realm, being knocked back by someone of a lower realm was an utter disgrace.
Yet, despite his anger, the Guardian did not act rashly.
“What fist technique did you just use?” he asked in a low voice.
During their earlier clash, he had felt an invincible momentum from Ye Wushuang’s fists.
Moreover, this technique seemed to enhance Ye Wushuang’s combat strength, growing fiercer with each punch.
Ye Wushuang said calmly, “The technique has no name.”
“No name?” The Guardian was taken aback, “What do you mean?”
Ye Wushuang replied, “It’s a fist technique I created myself, without a name.”
Hiss!
The crowd gasped.
Whether martial artist or cultivator, those who could create their own techniques were, without exception, prodigies of astonishing talent.
The Guardian’s pupils constricted.
Even as a King Realm powerhouse, he had yet to create a technique, but Ye Wushuang, despite his lower cultivation, had already done so, showing his terrifying talent.
Only then did the Guardian understand why Ye Wushuang could challenge him across realms.
“If this boy lives, the Forbidden City will fall.”
With this thought, murderous intent surged in the Guardian’s heart.
“Ye Wushuang, let me see how powerful your self-created fist technique really is.”
With that, the Guardian reached out, and a black light shot up from the depths of the Forbidden City, landing in his palm.
It was a black cold-iron war spear.
Three zhang long, glinting coldly.
“Kill!”
The Guardian let out a long roar, the terrifying sound waves shattering the air, and charged at Ye Wushuang with the spear.
He unleashed endless killing moves from the start.
“Boom!”
Between heaven and earth, divine light danced, the spear forming a cage of murderous intent, trapping Ye Wushuang within.
The Guardian, like an immortal deity cloaked in white light, attacked Ye Wushuang.
“No matter how prodigious you are, you’re only at the Venerable Realm, unfit to challenge me.”
The Guardian struck while shouting fiercely.
“You’re boasting too soon.”
Ye Wushuang swung his fists, his movements slow but radiating brilliant golden light, a valiant force surging forth.
He faced the Guardian’s spear bare-handed once more.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Each punch from Ye Wushuang felt earth-shattering, blocking all of the Guardian’s attacks with raw force.
As they clashed fiercely, the shockwaves spread, causing the city walls to collapse.
“Bang!”
Ye Wushuang’s white robes fluttered, his fists growing heavier and faster with each strike.
In the end, the sky was filled with fist imprints.
Ye Wushuang seemed inexhaustible, punching relentlessly. After seventy-two fists, he soared upward, landing a punch that made the Guardian cough up blood.
“Argh…”
The Guardian roared, undaunted despite the injury, displaying unparalleled terrifying techniques.
His spear thrust rapidly, thousands of sharp beams appearing, all aimed at Ye Wushuang.
“Pfft!”
Ye Wushuang was wounded, multiple gashes appearing on his body, blood stark against his white robes, shocking to behold.
Some wounds were pierced through, flesh torn, exposing bloody bones.
Yet Ye Wushuang didn’t flinch or groan, continuing to punch forward fearlessly.
“Bang!”
The Guardian was hit again by Ye Wushuang’s fist, a crack sounding from his shoulder.
His bone had broken.
But the Guardian merely shook his shoulder, and the broken bone swiftly mended.
Then, gripping his spear, he charged at Ye Wushuang again.
His attacks were fiercer than before, clearly holding back his full strength until now.
“Swish!”
The spear thrust forward.
Heaven and earth roared.
Beams of light crisscrossed in the air, forming a giant net descending from the sky, compressing every inch of space toward Ye Wushuang.
“Pfft, pfft…”
More blood holes appeared on Ye Wushuang’s body, blood spraying out.
Though valiant, his lower realm left him heavily injured.
“Father!” On the ground, Ye Qiu’s heart nearly shattered.
At that moment, a voice reached his ear, “A rare opportunity, focus and comprehend the Dao.”
It was Ye Wushuang’s voice.
Ye Qiu reacted instantly, sitting cross-legged, eyes fixed on Ye Wushuang’s moves, entering a state of enlightenment.
Every move of Ye Wushuang’s was vividly imprinted in Ye Qiu’s mind.
The Nine-Turn Dragon Art, Fourth Turn Enlightenment Realm, once mastered, could boost a cultivator’s comprehension a hundredfold and allow easy replication of others’ techniques.
In other words, anyone displaying a technique in front of Ye Qiu could have it mastered by him in no time, if he chose.
This was a fearsome divine ability!
Ye Qiu’s mind cleared, immersed in enlightenment, watching Ye Wushuang’s punches and grasping their intent in his mind.
Facing the Guardian’s powerful attacks, Ye Wushuang, though wounded, didn’t retreat a step.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
Ye Wushuang punched with both hands, wide and forceful, like a landslide or tsunami, as if to shatter the world.
Truth be told, his ferocity made even the Guardian’s heart tremble.
“It’s clear Ye Wushuang’s fist technique is still rudimentary, unfinished. If he perfects it in the future, how terrifying will it be?”
The Guardian couldn’t imagine.
Suddenly, not only were Ye Wushuang’s fists cloaked in golden light, but his entire body glowed, like a god in golden armour.
At that moment, Ye Wushuang’s combat strength soared, his fist technique growing even more formidable.
“Boom!”
The Guardian was sent flying again, spitting blood, his body hurtling backward.
Ye Wushuang gave him no chance to recover, pursuing and unleashing a barrage of fists.
He fought as if possessed.
“Bang!”
The Guardian was struck again, countless bones breaking, blood gushing like a kite cut loose, his body flying sideways.
Ye Wushuang chased, aiming to finish him off.
The onlookers saw his intent, hearts in their throats, not daring to breathe.
At that moment.
“Enough!”
The Guardian roared, soaring into the sky, arms spread wide.
“Roar!”
A dragon’s cry shook the heavens.
Suddenly, a massive dragon shadow appeared behind the Guardian.
