A black and a white figure burst from the depths of the cave.
Accompanying this, a powerful sense of oppression instantly enveloped the entire underground space.
So martial arts powerhouses, when still, are like a still lake; with a re gesture, they carry the weight of mountains and rivers, and when they shout in anger, it’s like thunder splitting the sky.
This is the ’aura’!
This kind of aura is more real than tangible, unseen, yet it makes its presence deeply felt.
The current overwhelming sense of oppression that fills the scene cos from this source.
Everyone below the First Break feels as if a heavy mountain presses on their heart, unable to breathe.
Wanyao Yang frowned, watching the two figures rushing towards him.
An elder in black, an elder in white.
The terrifying aura emanates from these two!
"Are there actually two martial artists at the First Break hidden here?" Wanyao Yang chuckled lightly, "Interesting."
As soon as he finished speaking.
The sword box behind him finally unleashed its blade.
"Clang!" A bright sword light shot upward, a golden-red longsword.
On the sword’s body, faint golden-red starlight spread, the tip sharp as if starlight were twinkling.
This is a ’Star Weapon,’ specially forged for Star Sky Martial Arts practitioners.
Not only can it maximize the power of star energy, but it can also deal terrifying damage to the likes of the Shadow Race.
"Boom!"
Wanyao Yang erupted with a terrifying aura, wielding his sword to kill the Black and White Elders.
At the sa ti.
The two teams from An City were also trapped in an encirclent.
At this mont, Jiang Ye and two others were under siege by six black-clad n.
These six black-clad n were incredibly strong, just a step away from the First Break!
Each one was on par with Zhao Qingli in strength.
Not to ntion these Divine Concealnt Organization mbers were hardened fighters.
"Clang clang clang!"
Zhao Qingli struggled alone against the attack of three, retreating continuously.
anwhile, Jiang Ye and Wang Ziang faced the assault of the other three black-clad n.
The two stood back to back, continuously defending.
"We must end this quickly!"
Jiang Ye knew they had to escape while the Black and White Elders were entangled by Wanyao Yang.
Otherwise, if Wanyao Yang couldn’t defeat those two, it would beco troubleso.
"Brother Wang, you hold one off!"
Jiang Ye said, then put his knife back in his backpack and rolled away.
Two black-clad n saw he was trying to escape and imdiately moved to encircle him.
"Jiang Ye!" Wang Ziang’s expression changed seeing this.
With Jiang Ye’s strength, facing two alone had no chance of victory!
At the sa ti.
Jiang Ye didn’t roll far before being surrounded again by the two black-clad n.
"You little brat, trying to escape? Did you ask your grandpa?"
One black-clad man sneered and slashed at Jiang Ye.
"Trash."
A cold glint flashed in Jiang Ye’s eyes as he raised his arm to block.
At this mont, he was barehanded, but his moves far surpassed when he held a knife.
Whether it’s the ’Star Martial Cultivation Technique’ or the ’Eight Thunder Sounds Fist,’
they only consist of basic fist and leg techniques.
Jiang Ye didn’t know any saber techniques.
The killing skill he was most proficient in and could unleash the highest damage was fist techniques!
Previously, to avoid injury, he didn’t want to fight barehanded.
But now, he couldn’t bother about that.
"Clang!!"
The black-clad man’s saber struck Jiang Ye’s arm, but Jiang Ye deflected most of the force with his fist technique.
The remaining impact was blocked by his arm guard.
Jiang Ye only felt slight pain.
"Huff!"
The two black-clad n, seeing this, continuously slashed at him like a storm.
Though they didn’t know any saber techniques, each strike was deadly, aiming for vital spots, assured of death if struck.
After defending for a while, Jiang Ye decided no longer to be passive.
"Step!"
He suddenly took a step forward, using a fierce fist technique to break through and strike one black-clad man.
The other black-clad man seized the chance to slash at him fiercely.
Jiang Ye paid no mind.
Exchanging injury for injury!
"Kill!"
This punch carried an incredibly terrifying force.
A faint sliver of silver light flashed across his fist.
"Boom!!!"
Like a thunderclap exploding.
The Eight Thunder Sounds Fist, charged with star energy, landed hard on the black-clad man’s chest.
Increased damage by 50%!
The black-clad man smirked, having nearly reached the First Break; he didn’t believe the youth could hurt him with just fists.
But in the next mont—
"Pfft!!"
The black-clad man suddenly spat blood!
"You..."
The black-clad man near the First Break showed disbelief.
Jiang Ye gave him no chance.
In a flash, with a 35% speed buff, his second punch landed fiercely at the sa spot.
"Boom!!"
"Crack!"
A faint sound of bone breaking was heard.
The black-clad man was sent flying, his organs ruptured, and after hitting the ground, he lay still.
All this transpired in a flash.
So fast that the other black-clad man didn’t have ti to react before Jiang Ye eliminated one.
The price—
He himself got slashed on the shoulder by the other black-clad man.
A grisly knife wound appeared on his shoulder.
Even with the protection of an Anti-stabbing Suit, facing a near-First Break martial artist’s full-force slash still injured him instantly.
Feeling the intense pain from the wound.
Jiang Ye’s gaze grew only calr.
"Kill!"
Without a mont’s delay, he stepped fiercely toward the other black-clad man.
"You..." The remaining black-clad man’s expression changed slightly, but soon showed a vicious look.
"Amorati..."
He chanted as if reciting a mantra, then dark patterns rapidly spread on his skin.
In a flash, his whole body turned pitch black.
He looked not much different from the Shadow Race.
"Roar!"
The black-clad man roared like a beast, slashing at Jiang Ye.
"Clang!!"
Jiang Ye took the hit head-on, pain like an explosion from his wound.
"Is this the Divine Concealnt Organization’s secret technique?" Jiang Ye’s eyes were ice-cold.
The Divine Concealnt Organization had abilities to temporarily strengthen people quickly.
This wasn’t hearsay.
Now, the black-clad man’s strength had increased by at least 30%.
Yet, Jiang Ye’s face showed no trace of fear.
Feeling the intense pain from the wound, his eyes showed no ripples.
[Finding Joy in Adversity: In a state of pain, receive a considerable attribute boost (temporary); the deeper the pain, the higher the boost.]
A surging power brewed within Jiang Ye.
"Kill!" Jiang Ye shouted low, transforming into a shadow as he dashed at the black-clad man.
Taking another slash.
Then...
Jiang Ye punched the black-clad man’s chest.
"Bang bang bang bang—"
Empowered by multiple buffs.
Within an extrely short ti, like a human pile driver, he unleashed over ten fierce punches!
Nearly ten punches received a 50% damage boost!
Thunderous sounds kept exploding.
The ’blacked-out’ black-clad man had no chance to strike back, pumled like a sandbag by the heavy fists.
"Thud."
When Jiang Ye stopped, the black-clad man before him had turned into a corpse, sliding powerlessly to the ground.
On the black-clad man’s chest, a sunken bloody hole, with a diater of twenty inches, was terrifyingly obvious.
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