Wu Hua unleashed his trump card.
Boom!
More than a thousand arms appeared around his body, each one gleaming with golden light and radiating brilliant divine radiance.
At the same time, Buddhist light swirled around him, making him appear solemn and majestic, his aura unmatched. Everyone felt an overwhelming, invincible pressure.
Especially the weaker disciples of the Azure Cloud Sword Sect. Even several thousand metres away, their souls trembled.
Yet Ye Qiu’s next words nearly made Wu Hua spit blood in fury.
“Bald donkey, what the hell are you doing? Why have you turned into a thousand-legged centipede?”
Screw your centipede!
Can’t you see this is a Buddhist divine ability?
Wu Hua suppressed his rage and said coldly, “Ye Changsheng, reveal your trump card. Otherwise, you are about to die.”
“Thanks for the reminder, but I’d like to know just how strong a thousand-legged centipede can be.” As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Qiu attacked.
Boom!
Like a hawk striking the sky, Ye Qiu carried ferocious momentum and threw a punch.
This punch carried heaven-toppling power, like an endless celestial river that surged forward and overwhelmed Wu Hua like mountains collapsing and seas overturning.
“Overestimating yourself.”
Wu Hua sneered, stood motionless, and the thousand arms beside him moved.
Smack!
All thousand arms struck out with a palm simultaneously. Divine beings seemed to dance in chaos. In an instant, Ye Qiu’s fist momentum was shattered, and he himself was sent flying hundreds of metres.
Bang!
Ye Qiu crashed to the ground, coughing up blood. He felt as though his internal organs had nearly shattered.
“Such terrifying strength!”
Ye Qiu was shocked to discover that every single one of those arms possessed boundless power.
“Ye Changsheng, you are too weak,” Wu Hua said contemptuously.
Ye Qiu swiftly stood up, glanced at the little white fox still clinging to his chest, and said, “Get down.”
“No.” The little white fox held on tightly.
“That bald donkey has already played his trump card. The coming battle will be even more brutal. I don’t want you hurt. Get down,” Ye Qiu repeated.
Throughout his earlier fight with Wu Hua, the little white fox had hidden in his embrace.
“I want to stay with you,” the little fox insisted. It was mainly afraid that if it left Ye Qiu, Yun Xi and the Azure Cloud disciples might attack it.
Ye Qiu saw through its worry and said, “Don’t worry, they won’t harm you.”
The little white fox stubbornly replied, “Anyway, I’m staying with you.”
Ye Qiu could not be bothered to argue. He grabbed it by the ear and flung it away.
Bang!
The little white fox rolled several times on the ground, then shouted at Ye Qiu in grievance, “Ye Changsheng, you’re bullying me again!”
Ye Qiu ignored it and strode towards Wu Hua.
With every step, his combat power rose. By the time he was fifty metres away, his strength had reached a terrifying level.
“You have a thousand arms, I have ten thousand swords. Let us fight!”
Ye Qiu roared. Sword qi soared from his body. In an instant, more than ten thousand sword intents appeared around him, dense and numerous, forming a forest of swords.
Each sword intent stretched dozens of zhang, releasing peerless sharpness that seemed ready to pierce the sky full of holes.
“So you finally use your trump card. Excellent.”
Wu Hua grew excited, his brows filled with soaring battle intent. After fighting this long, he only wanted to utterly defeat Ye Qiu and prove himself the true invincible of their realm.
The two stared at each other, battle energy boiling. Suddenly, like two cannonballs, they charged simultaneously.
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
They collided in a flash. Ten thousand sword intents clashed against a thousand arms.
Boom!
Divine light burst forth as though the firmament itself exploded. The two fought in a tangled frenzy, exchanging ferocious blows.
Far away, the onlookers were shaken to their core.
“Too powerful. These are the real geniuses. People like Wei Wuji or An Ruoxi are nothing but trash before them.”
Inside the battlefield,
Ten thousand sword intents and a thousand arms clashed violently. Ye Qiu and Wu Hua grappled with each other, the fight growing ever fiercer.
They collided again and again, like two stars desperately smashing into one another, displaying unparalleled combat strength.
Gradually, the spectators could no longer follow their movements. They could not even see the figures clearly, only a vast expanse of blinding golden light that enveloped both combatants.
Within that golden light, deafening explosions rang out continuously, like rolling thunder.
Ye Qiu and Wu Hua had fought themselves into a frenzy.
They pushed their strength to the absolute limit, battling desperately. Every strike carried lethal threat.
“Kill!”
Wu Hua roared. Overwhelming Buddhist light erupted from him, nearly warping the void.
Bang!
Suddenly, Wu Hua landed a brutal punch on Ye Qiu’s left arm. The arm was severed at the shoulder and turned into a mist of blood.
Not only that, the enormous force wounded Ye Qiu internally, causing him to vomit mouthfuls of blood.
Yet at the same moment, Ye Qiu’s right fist also smashed through Wu Hua’s chest.
Pfft!
A hole was punched clean through Wu Hua’s chest. He flew backwards, likewise spitting blood.
Despite their injuries, neither stopped. They immediately charged at each other again.
“Kill!”
The ten great cave heavens behind Wu Hua frantically absorbed heaven-and-earth spiritual qi, channelling it through his arms into his fists.
Instantly, his fists blazed with boundless light as he smashed towards Ye Qiu.
Boom!
Ye Qiu showed no fear. His eyes burned with fighting spirit. He met the attack head-on, clashing fists with Wu Hua.
At this moment, only one conviction filled Ye Qiu’s heart: to crush his opponent.
Wu Hua felt exactly the same. He had only one thought: to finish Ye Qiu.
Bang, bang, bang.
The battle grew ever more savage.
Their wounds multiplied and worsened, yet their speed and ferocity only increased. Like two tireless war machines, they felt no fatigue.
Finally, Wu Hua’s thousand arms shattered all the sword qi Ye Qiu had released.
Buzz!
Wu Hua’s aura surged once more. Even his body began to grow taller. In the end he stood over six zhang high, each of his thousand arms dozens of zhang long.
In the blink of an eye, Wu Hua became a colossal giant. Buddhist light swirled around him, resembling the majestic dharma form of an enormous Buddha, giving an impression of unfathomable depth.
“Ye Changsheng, your time of death has come. Farewell forever!”
Wu Hua’s voice resounded through heaven and earth. Golden beams shot from his eyes shot forth. Then all thousand arms rose high before ruthlessly slamming down towards Ye Qiu.
“Ye Lang!”
Yun Xi screamed in terror, her face drained of colour.
Many Azure Cloud Sword Sect disciples closed their eyes, unable to bear watching Ye Qiu being smashed to pieces.
Yet Ye Qiu’s reaction left everyone stunned and astonished.
