Ye Qiu soared upward, unleashing the Dragon-Slaying Fist, fiercely striking at Kasyapa Dragon Tree.
Kasyapa Dragon Tree still didn’t take Ye Qiu seriously. In his view, anyone who wasn’t a cultivator posed no threat.
Thus, he didn’t release his dragon qi, instead employing the Prajna Dragon-Elephant Technique, aiming to overpower Ye Qiu with sheer strength.
“Boom!”
Their fists collided, resounding like a thunderclap.
Ye Qiu didn’t budge an inch, nor did Kasyapa Dragon Tree move from his spot.
“So strong, his power has increased at least fivefold,” Ye Qiu thought, shocked.
Unbeknownst to him, Kasyapa Dragon Tree was even more astonished.
“How is this possible? How can this kid’s strength be so immense?”
Kasyapa Dragon Tree found it unbelievable, increasing his power and throwing another punch at Ye Qiu.
“Boom!”
Ye Qiu met it with a punch, clashing head-on.
This time, they were evenly matched again.
“Again!”
Kasyapa Dragon Tree grew angry. Failing to repel Ye Qiu with two punches was, to him, a humiliation.
“Boom!”
Their fists collided once more.
Ye Qiu’s arm went numb, nearly losing his balance and falling from the pagoda.
He could clearly feel Kasyapa Dragon Tree’s power still rising.
“It seems eighty percent of my strength won’t do. I need to increase it,” Ye Qiu thought.
“Kid, let’s see how many more punches you can take!” Kasyapa Dragon Tree said coldly, launching another fist.
Bang!
Ye Qiu met it with a punch, using ninety percent of his strength.
Instantly, Kasyapa Dragon Tree felt a sharp pain in his fist, his right arm nearly shattering.
“What kind of freak is this kid?”
“How can his strength be so great?”
“Could he be born with divine strength?”
Kasyapa Dragon Tree had no choice but to push the Prajna Dragon-Elephant Technique to its limit, sneering inwardly, “I refuse to believe you can still block me.”
Boom!
A powerful force surged from Kasyapa Dragon Tree’s fist, ferocious and accompanied by dragon roars, terrifyingly intense.
Ye Qiu didn’t dare be careless, using his full strength. His fist, wrapped in dazzling golden light like a meteor, crashed into Kasyapa Dragon Tree’s.
“Boom!”
The moment their fists met, Kasyapa Dragon Tree’s body shuddered, his eyes filled with shock.
Having pushed the Prajna Dragon-Elephant Technique to its peak, he was confident, yet he never expected Ye Qiu’s strength to surge countless times, impossible to match.
At that moment.
“Crack!”
Kasyapa Dragon Tree’s right fist bone snapped, blood spraying.
Caught off guard by his own carelessness, he suffered a heavy blow.
After injuring Kasyapa Dragon Tree with one punch, Ye Qiu grew fiercer, charging forward, his fist brimming with an unrivalled, domineering battle intent.
It had to be admitted, the Dragon-Slaying Fist was truly fearsome.
Using the Nine-Turn Divine Dragon Art alongside the Dragon-Slaying Fist, Ye Qiu’s combat power surged to another level.
He aimed to kill Kasyapa Dragon Tree while he was still in shock.
“Bang!”
Ye Qiu’s fist swiftly struck Kasyapa Dragon Tree’s shoulder.
“Pfft!”
Kasyapa Dragon Tree spat blood, his shoulder trembling violently, knocked off the pagoda by Ye Qiu’s punch.
Ye Qiu leapt down after him, his right foot carrying immense force, aiming to stomp on Kasyapa Dragon Tree’s chest.
If this kick landed, even a Venerable realm expert like Kasyapa Dragon Tree would be severely injured.
Sensing Ye Qiu’s intent, Kasyapa Dragon Tree quickly formed a seal with his hands, and a beam of white light shot skyward.
Great Wheel Vajra Seal!
“Boom!”
Ye Qiu was blasted back.
Both landed below the pagoda.
Kasyapa Dragon Tree stood, his shoulder bone shattered, a trickle of crimson blood seeping from his mouth.
Ye Qiu, on the other hand, looked far more dishevelled.
Struck by Kasyapa Dragon Tree’s Great Wheel Vajra Seal, he was sent flying, crashing to the ground. Two ribs on his back snapped, his chest surged with blood, and he spat out a mouthful.
“Pfft!”
The blood hit the ground, glowing with a golden sheen.
“Golden blood!”
Kasyapa Dragon Tree’s heart jolted, then he sneered, “No wonder your strength is so great. You have a special constitution.”
“Unfortunately, you’re not a cultivator, or I might not be your match.”
“So, today, you’re doomed.”
Ye Qiu mocked, “Big talk. Though I’m not a cultivator, I still injured you.”
“A minor injury, nothing significant,” Kasyapa Dragon Tree said, forming a seal with his hands. Instantly, a dense white light enveloped his body.
His wounds healed at a visible rate.
Ye Qiu’s pupils constricted.
“I underestimated a cultivator’s methods.”
Yet, Ye Qiu’s fighting spirit didn’t waver in the slightest.
“Kid, I was careless earlier, letting you gain a slight advantage. Next, I won’t give you any more chances.”
Kasyapa Dragon Tree’s aura shifted, as if a demon king from the underworld had emerged.
In an instant, countless streams of dragon qi appeared behind him.
One, two, three…
A full eighteen!
Each stream, about three metres long, shimmered with golden light, swirling behind Kasyapa Dragon Tree, making him resemble a celestial god, exuding an aura of unmatched dominance.
“Boom!”
Ye Qiu released eight streams of innate true qi.
“Mere innate true qi, and you think you can challenge me? Overestimating yourself.”
Kasyapa Dragon Tree extended his right hand, and in the next second, a beam of light flew from the pagoda, landing in his palm.
It was a demon-subduing staff forged from gold.
Seeing his opponent wield a weapon, Ye Qiu quickly drew the Emperor Sword from his Qiankun bag.
Clang!
The Emperor Sword unsheathed, radiating peerless sharpness.
“Dead bald donkey, come here, I’ll send you to your grave,” Ye Qiu roared.
Boom!
Kasyapa Dragon Tree, holding the demon-subduing staff, pointed it at Ye Qiu and charged like lightning.
Though alone, his aura was terrifying, like an army of thousands, his killing intent overwhelming.
“Kill!”
Ye Qiu rushed forward, wielding the Emperor Sword, his fighting spirit unprecedentedly strong.
In an instant, the demon-subduing staff and Emperor Sword clashed, engaging in fierce combat.
Astonishingly, facing a mid-Venerable realm expert’s attack, Ye Qiu didn’t retreat a single step.
Killing intent enveloped the battlefield.
Battle spirit surged.
In just two minutes, the Emperor Sword and demon-subduing staff clashed hundreds of times.
They fought from the ground to the pagoda, then back to the ground, their figures swift as lightning, the clanging sounds relentless.
Suddenly, both accelerated simultaneously, charging and colliding, then passing each other.
At that moment, a figure fell from the pagoda, a trail of golden blood scattering through the air.
“Thud!”
Ye Qiu landed, stumbling back a distance before steadying himself. Looking down, he saw a gruesome wound on his right rib, blood streaming.
