On the arena stage, the two stood on opposite sides.
They stood as straight as two statues, their eyes locked. The intense gazes clashed, seeming to detonate with a fanatical will to fight.
"You finally haven't disappointed !" Hong Renjie sneered.
Hong Yu said coolly, "I've been looking forward to this battle for a long ti, too!"
"Hahaha, looking forward to it? I never thought soone would look forward to their own crushing defeat!" Hong Renjie laughed wildly.
Hong Yu said, "I've been wondering if you'll still be able to laugh in a little while!"
"Arrogant!"
Hong Renjie roared. As he bellowed, he condensed over a dozen Thunder Light Balls in his hands.
Each Thunder Light Ball was about the size of an apple, encircled by CRACKLING arcs of lightning that writhed and intertwined. Hong Renjie pointed both hands forward simultaneously. The air instantly began to vibrate, and with a series of WHOOSHES, the dozen or so Thunder Light Balls shot forward.
The dozen-plus orbs arranged themselves in a complex formation, moving with the profound coordination of a battle array.
Advancing and retreating as one!
The condensed Thunder Light Balls gave off a heart-pounding sensation.
"Void Fire Dragon!"
Hong Yu kept his left hand behind his back, standing his ground as he suddenly thrust his right hand out.
His five fingers slowly spread, a gesture as if to blot out the sky with a single hand.
From between his fingers, nine streams of fiery light flashed forth. Nine Fire Dragons roared, kicking up a wave of heat.
BOOM!
As the Fire Dragons collided with the Thunder Light Balls, the two completely different yet equally violent energies triggered a series of deafening explosions.
The series of thunderous blasts was enough to make one's heart leap into their throat.
"Spear of the Thunder God!"
Hong Renjie's gaze turned sharp as he hurled it with one hand.
The Spear of the Thunder God was a pure energy weapon ford from a highly concentrated compression of the Power of thunder and lightning. Its might was not to be underestimated!
BOOM! BOOM!
As the Spear of the Thunder God whistled through the air, it left a long, fiery red tail in its wake—the Power of thunder and lightning violently detonating as it seared the air.
SWOOSH! The Spear of the Thunder God pierced through the hazy dust.
A flash of lightning appeared, and in the blink of an eye, it was just three ters from Hong Yu.
A cyan light flickered in Hong Yu's left eye. Amidst that sharp, profound gaze, he executed the Wandering Dragon Body Technique. The step was as profound and swift as the Seven-Star crossing the moon. The Spear of the Thunder God brushed past him and slamd into the Defensive Array at the side of the stage, causing the recently reinforced formation to tremble.
"Sword of the Thunder God!"
The mont Hong Renjie clenched his open palm, a sharp sword of thunder and lightning took shape.
Strange and Profound Mysteries in the form of runes were condensed on this long sword of thunder light.
Lightning flowed through every Rune, brewing with infinite explosive power.
SWOOSH!
The long sword tore through the air, shooting toward him.
"Destruction!"
Hong Yu let out a low growl.
He gripped the Breaking Army Spear tightly. With a flick of his wrist, the spear leaped up and flipped over. When Hong Yu caught it again, he was holding the butt of the spear with both hands. He spun on the spot, raising both arms high above his head, and brought the Breaking Army Spear down like a long staff in a vicious strike.
BOOM!
The silver Long Spear swatted down violently, instantly smashing the sharp sword into the arena floor.
RUMBLE!
The sword's impact bood, causing the entire arena to shake.
After the dust settled, a circular crater five ters in diater was revealed in the center of the stage.
HISS!
"Hong Renjie's strength is truly incredible! This stage is made of Cyan Radiance Stone, which can withstand attacks from Celestial Soul Realm experts, yet his attack damaged it to this extent."
"Idiot, Hong Renjie is in the Celestial Soul Realm. It's not that impressive for him to damage the stage. The one you should be paying attention to is Hong Yu, okay? Look at him! He clearly only has an Earth Soul Realm cultivation, yet he's been able to fight Hong Renjie for this long. *His* strength is what's beyond all expectation!"
"Could it be that Hong Yu's talent surpasses even Hong Renjie's?"
Waves of discussion rose from the crowd around the arena.
Hearing the crowd praise Hong Yu made Hong Renjie's expression turn exceptionally ugly. He snorted coldly, "What a Hong Yu. You really have so skill. But today, you cannot escape the fate of being defeated by my hand!"
His arms suddenly paused, and a vast, Haoran aura trembled out from his body.
As the aura pulsed, it pushed away the air in a three-to-four-ter radius around Hong Renjie, leaving a vacuum in its place.
Hong Renjie's gaze was chilling. Streaks of purple lightning surged within his pupils, and as they flickered, they began to spread from his eyes. They gradually covered his head, hair, body, and limbs... Within a few breaths, Hong Renjie's entire body was wreathed in an arc of lightning.
His hair stood on end, with serpents of lightning dancing through it, exuding a murderous and Haoran aura.
SHHH-SHHH-SHHH!
Arcs of lightning swirled around the surface of his body.
The arcs continuously rged and combined, assembling themselves. Starting from his feet, a pair of purplish-blue Energy Combat Boots slowly materialized.
Next ca his thighs, torso, and limbs...
A few breaths later, Hong Renjie was completely encased in a suit of purplish-blue Thunder Light Elental Power Armor.
BANG! BANG!
Hong Renjie strode forward.
With each step, the hard Cyan Radiance Stone slabs beneath his feet cracked open with a KRA-KRAK sound, leaving a deep footprint behind.
After coming to a stop, Hong Renjie's fingers suddenly sprang open.
It was incomparably swift, as if they were spring-loaded.
SCHWING! SCHWING! SCHWING!
The sharp sound of scraping tal ca from his palms.
In Hong Renjie's hands, a saber and a sword appeared.
The heavy Big Saber was a dazzling purple, while the long sword was a solid blue!
Each weapon was branded with strange runes. On closer inspection, they seed to form the words "Purple Thunder" and "Blue Lightning"!
Hong Renjie stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, revealing an extrely cold and Bloodthirsty chill. He crossed his arms in front of his chest. The blades of the Purple Thunder Saber and the Blue Lightning Sword scraped against each other, erupting in a blinding shower of sparks. The TZZZ-TZZZ sound of arcing electricity was enough to set one's teeth on edge.
'Thunder God Battle Armor, Purple Thunder Saber, Blue Lightning Sword…'
Li Tie's pupils contracted violently. 'T-This Hong Renjie has actually cultivated the Profound Thunder Technique to such a degree? My heavens, no wonder even *that* existence was moved to take him as a disciple. Even the Sect Leader is unwilling to excessively offend Hong Renjie. This boy's potential is as deep as the boundless ocean, truly bottomless!'
At the re ntion of *that* existence, a look of terror unconsciously surfaced on Li Tie's face.
He looked at Hong Yu with a pitying gaze. 'Hong Yu, oh, Hong Yu, if you had offended anyone else, I wouldn't have minded paying a price to protect you, given your talent. But why did you have to offend Hong Renjie? With that great personage backing him, not even the Sect Leader can do anything to him! Sigh... you can only pray for your own good fortune…'
"Junior Brother Hong, can you really survive this ordeal?" Feng Xue Xin's brows were tightly furrowed, their face etched with worry.
The Fourth Elder and Fifth Elder had excited expressions, clenching their fists repeatedly. 'Kill him! Kill that brat and completely crush the Third Elder's hopes.'
The Third Elder, Hong Tianduan, was trembling with nervousness. 'Hong Yu, you absolutely cannot let anything happen to you! All of our hopes are riding on you…'
...
"Hong Yu, die!"
Hong Renjie let out a savage laugh. Clad in the Thunder God Battle Armor, his movents made him look like a true god of lightning.
"Purple Thunder Saber!"
A purple light flashed. The Purple Thunder Saber gave off a purple curtain of light, which descended and transford into a swath of razor-sharp Spear Aura. Wherever it passed, the very air was sliced apart. Its dense, formidable power gathered, vast and terrifying, peerlessly sharp.
"Get lost!"
Hong Yu roared.
He gripped the Breaking Army Spear, raised it high, and held it horizontally above his head to block.
CLANG!
A deafening, sharp ring.
The Purple Thunder Saber and the Breaking Army Spear clashed. At the point of impact, light flared as the purple lightning and the silver Spear Aura vied for dominance.
"Blue Light Sword!"
Hong Renjie laughed savagely.
The Blue Light Sword in his hand chopped down, releasing a streak of blue sword light. The light was brilliant, like a sudden flash of lightning. Before the sharp Sword Edge even reached him, the force was already searing Hong Yu's cheeks.
This sword strike landed heavily on the Breaking Army Spear.
The saber and sword crossed, erupting with a dazzling, brilliant display of lightning that was srizing to behold.
TZZZ-TZZZ-TZZZ!
The lightning combined with the crushing force, suppressing Hong Yu.
Hong Yu felt a sharp, numbing pain in the webbing between his thumbs and forefingers. The lightning even rampaged across his hands and onto his body.
BOOM! BOOM!
Several beams of light made contact with Hong Yu's body and exploded.
A plu of black smoke spread out.
Hong Yu's Sword Robe was blasted to smithereens, revealing a body covered in scars yet brimming with explosive power.
HISS!
When the crowd saw the sheer number of scars on Hong Yu's body, they couldn't help but suck in a cold breath.
On the young man's body, aside from his well-developed muscles, what was even more eye-catching were the scars—so crawling like centipedes, so spreading like vines, others crisscrossing like tightly bound ropes.
Which of the Martial Artists present hadn't experienced a life-and-death battle?
But...
They couldn't imagine what kind of environnt would cause a young man to suffer so many injuries.
On that not-so-burly fra were blade wounds, sword wounds, injuries from Martial Skills, and scars left by the claws of Desolate Beasts. Each scar seed to tell its own story.
Behind these scars lay the young man's tenacity and strength, and also, the monts he had shared with his little sister!
"Eight Desolates Slay Saint, Invincible!"
A layer of blood-red light surged in Hong Yu's eyes.
The terrifying Thunder Power unleashed by the combined attack of the Purple Thunder Saber and the Blue Light Sword was too strong. Even the slightest touch would cause his body to go numb. Engaging in close combat would be a huge disadvantage. Hong Yu swallowed hard, his brows knitting together like two crossed blades.
Deep furrows creased his brow.
A faint golden light began to emanate from Hong Yu's body, condensing and swirling on its surface.
A mont later...
A simple but elegant suit of golden Battle Armor materialized.
It had Gold pauldrons, a belt with a Golden Dragon coiling around it, and obscure runes ford from golden flas, all of which emitted suffocatingly domineering fluctuations.
The Fourth Transformation of the Eight Desolates Saint Slaying Technique—Eight Desolates Sacred Steel!
THUD! THUD!
Hong Yu planted his feet wide, stomping the ground with two muffled thuds. A searing, unyielding battle intent erupted from his eyes...
"Hong Renjie, die!"
[Second chapter of the day is here, the third one is also available to read!]
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