Hong Renjie's profound footwork seed to align with the stars in the Celestial Universe.
His speed was incredible, his movents fluid and unpredictable. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Hong Yu.
He casually swung the Purple Thunder Saber, unleashing a cascade of purple light that descended like a waterfall, its montum imnse. The blade's light was sharp enough to sever a hair floating by, and crackling purple lightning, TZZZ-TZZZ, made one's scalp tingle.
A glint flashed in Hong Yu's eyes. With a wave of his right hand, he brought the Godslaying Golden Spear up to block in front of his chest.
At that mont, the purple saber light ca crashing down.
BANG!
The saber's edge collided with the golden spear. The imnse force sent a numbing shock through the webbing of Hong Yu's thumb, nearly knocking the Godslaying Golden Spear from his grasp.
Hong Renjie sneered, and the Blue Lightning Sword in his right hand shot out with a SWISH.
The blue sword light was swift and nimble.
In an instant, it was aid straight for Hong Yu's heart.
Hong Yu's gaze turned cold. As he stepped back, he brought his left hand to the Godslaying Golden Spear. With his hands moving in concert, he spun the spear into a shield of golden afterimages to block the attack. The blue sword light struck the shield, producing a series of sharp, chilling CLANGS.
WHOOSH!
Hong Yu retreated, instantly creating distance between himself and Hong Renjie.
Hong Renjie's brow furrowed in displeasure. "It hasn't been long, yet you've had another breakthrough? A talent even I can't help but envy. What a pity you were born in the wrong station!" He took a deep breath. "I told you before: as long as I'm around, you're dood to be a salted fish that can never flip over."
"Don't think you have what it takes to fight just because you got lucky and won once during the promotion tournant."
He pointed toward the Cyan Nether Main Peak and said coolly, "Do you have any idea how many people are on that peak right now, watching us fight? They are the ones who control the Cyan Nether Sword Sect. They're watching you struggle helplessly. In their eyes, you're nothing but a lowly ant. They're displeased with Elder Bai, but they don't dare offend him directly because of his strength, so they're using to suppress you!"
"Hong Yu, you need to rember this. Since you were born into a branch family, you should learn to be humble and grovel. You should know your place. Don't even dream of trying to change anything, let alone so sort of underdog coback, because..."
Hong Renjie then pointed to himself. As he slowly spread his hands, a vast aura erupted from his body, making him seem like an unparalleled sovereign.
He stared at Hong Yu with arrogant, contemptuous eyes. "Wherever I am, you will never rise. You are destined to be a pathetic salted fish for the rest of your life!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the vast aura around Hong Renjie instantly receded.
He struck his Purple Thunder Saber and Blue Lightning Sword together, creating a blinding flash of sparks as a razor-sharp presence surged forth.
The purple saber light and the blue Sword Aura intertwined, transforming into a swirling torrent of purple and blue energy that rushed toward him.
This torrent of energy flew low, hugging the ground.
Wherever it passed...
The hard Cyan Radiance Stones on the ground began to crack, the fine fissures spreading out like a spiderweb.
A continuous RUMBLE filled the air.
Beneath the torrent, a three-ter-wide trench was carved into the ground like a scar. Stones flew and earth churned, kicked up by the torrent's force into a terrifying storm of dust and debris. In the blink of an eye, it was upon Hong Yu.
"Destruction!"
The Godslaying Golden Spear shot forward with his extended arm, its sharp tip striking the energy torrent head-on.
BOOM! With a deafening roar, an intensely powerful shockwave swept out in two directions. The resulting gale howled, tearing at Hong Yu's face like countless sharp Wind Blades, stinging with pain. His long black hair whipped wildly in the wind, his robes snapping like banners.
BANG!
The energy torrent suddenly exploded, and a massive wave of energy surged outward.
Hong Yu bore the brunt of it. He and his Godslaying Golden Spear were thrown violently backward, his body tumbling seven or eight tis in the air before hitting the ground. The powerful shockwave continued to push him back, and he slid for more than ten ters before finally steadying himself.
The qi and blood in his body roiled. Hong Yu suppressed the tallic taste rising in his throat and slightly raised his eyes to look at Hong Renjie, his expression grave.
In truth, Hong Yu knew it himself.
His victory over Hong Renjie in the promotion tournant had indeed been due in large part to luck and Hong Renjie's own arrogance. Because of this, even after surpassing him and becoming the First True Disciple, Hong Yu had never once underestimated him.
'A person can't lack confidence!'
'But they absolutely cannot be blindly confident.'
Hong Yu had always been calm and objective in this regard. Thus, after being at a disadvantage in that exchange, he felt no sense of loss or bewildernt.
He took a deep breath. 'Hong Renjie's strength has improved since the tournant. This must be his true peak state. It seems this is going to be a tough fight. However...' Hong Yu glanced toward the third private room and mused, 'There are still over twenty minutes left of the half-hour. I have to end this quickly!'
At this thought, Hong Yu rotated his right wrist, spinning the Godslaying Golden Spear with a WHOOSH WHOOSH before planting it diagonally at his side with a CLANG.
"Hong Renjie, I admit you're strong. However, I can't agree with your philosophy!"
Hong Yu stared at him, the corners of his lips curling into a confident smile. "You said that as long as you're around, I can only be a salted fish that can never flip over. The last ti you said that, I was just a re Outer Disciple. And now, not only have I entered the Inner Sect, but I've also beco the First True Disciple."
"I know you hold a grudge over the tournant. So today, I'll give you a chance to prove yourself!"
Hong Yu's expression suddenly turned serious.
His eyes blazed, two flas of brimming battle intent seeming to burn within his pupils.
"Co and fight, Hong Renjie!"
"Today, I'll show you who the real salted fish is!"
With those two roars, the frustration pent up in Hong Yu's heart vanished, and his spirit instantly felt liberated and expansive.
Concerned for Yun ngyao's safety, he had reached the point where he had to go all out.
"Boundless Heaven and Earth, Profound Yellow of the Universe, Cosmos of the Eight Desolates, Sacred Body Ascends!"
Hong Yu roared as he charged forward.
The Flowing Light Golden Armor on his body erupted with a dazzling radiance like the blazing sun, the golden Energy Armor gradually solidifying. Gleaming golden light swirled, condensing into a coiled golden dragon's head over his chest. On his shoulders, the golden light gathered to form two Dragon Claws, protecting them.
The golden dragon's body coiled around his arms and legs, transforming into Dragon Pattern Arm Guards and Leg Guards.
SHING! SHING!
Golden light flared, and a pair of Cloud Golden Boots materialized over his feet.
Shining with golden light, he looked like a Golden Crow War God walking out of the sun, his long black hair dancing in the wind behind him.
This was the Fifth Transformation of the Eight Desolates Saint Slaying Technique—the Holy Light Dragon Armor!
His physical body was now as tough as a Spirit-level Lower Grade Primordial Weapon. His power had tripled again, and with the amplification from the Nine Refinents of the Primordial Spirit, his current strength was twenty-seven tis that of an ordinary Peak Earth Soul Realm Powerhouse. His defense was comparable to a Spirit-level Lower Grade Primordial Weapon, his strength twenty-seven tis that of the Peak of the Earth Soul Realm.
At this mont, Hong Yu had reached his absolute peak.
The Godslaying Golden Spear in his hand shone with a golden light. Empowered by the True Martial Arts Intent of the Vibrating Rune Technique, he unleashed the most powerful "Destruction" he had ever executed!
BOOM!
A golden radiance as dazzling as the blazing sun enveloped the Godslaying Golden Spear.
As the Vibrating Power of the Vibrating Rune Technique gathered, the entire Godslaying Golden Spear began to tremble, its shaking releasing ring after ring of energy ripples.
Sharp Spear Auras condensed one after another, stacking upon each other to form a magnificent screen of spear afterimages.
Hundreds, even thousands, of spear afterimages filled the air, dense and countless.
They blotted out the sky as they descended upon Hong Renjie.
Faced with such a powerful attack, Hong Renjie felt imnse pressure. He instantly understood Hong Yu's desperate resolve to end the fight quickly. His gaze hardened. Without a single thought of retreating, he took a deep breath and crossed the Purple Thunder Saber and Blue Lightning Sword in front of his chest.
"Descent of the Thunder God—Thunderous Fury!"
Hong Renjie's voice was like a clap of thunder, like a great celestial bell being struck.
CRACKLE! KRAKOOM!
Bolts of lightning descended around him, striking the ground and sending up puffs of black smoke.
TZZZ-TZZZ! Arcs of electricity coursed over Hong Renjie's body.
If this electricity were to strike an ordinary Martial Artist, even an Early-stage Celestial Soul Realm powerhouse, they would likely be paralyzed by the shock. But Hong Renjie was an Ancient Thunder Inheritor. He possessed an unparalleled Thunder Affinity Power, allowing the lightning to move over him as naturally as a fish in water, a perfect fusion!
BOOM!
A bolt of purple lightning as thick as a water bucket suddenly descended from the Celestial Universe, striking Hong Renjie.
Hong Renjie showed no sign of discomfort.
On the contrary, he seed even more energized, a shimr of lightning faintly visible in his eyes.
VMMMM!
A current of lightning flowed, and behind Hong Renjie, a towering figure ford entirely of electricity slowly materialized. The figure was a full ten ters tall, its body wreathed in arcing electricity, its features obscured. Within its two massive eyes, bolts of lightning flickered in and out of view.
This was the Thunder Soul, bestowed upon Hong Renjie by the Ancient Thunder Inheritance!
As the Thunder Soul finished forming, two tendrils of lightning shot out, snatching the Purple Thunder Saber and Blue Lightning Sword from Hong Renjie's hands. With a SHING! SHING!, the two weapons erupted with fierce light.
"Thunderous Fury!"
A deep, heavy voice suddenly echoed through the void.
The Thunder Soul's body flared with lightning. The surrounding air grew turbulent, saturated with volatile thunder. Even the raging wind in the void seed to freeze, suppressed by the Thunder Soul's oppressive might.
A single stray spark of lightning touched one of the private rooms.
BOOM! The room, a good hundred square ters in size, instantly collapsed and erupted into a sea of fire.
A thunderstorm of lightning raged, and the tens of thousands of spectators, forced back by the imnse power, retreated with looks of terror on their faces.
anwhile, Hong Renjie's eyes glead with a vicious coldness. The Thunder Soul behind him let out a low roar like muffled thunder, raising its arms high and bringing both the Purple Thunder Saber and the Blue Lightning Sword down upon Hong Yu.
Watching the massive Thunder Soul swing the saber and sword light—powerful enough to cleave a mountain in two—down at Hong Yu, Hong Renjie's eyes surged with hysterical madness and a ferocity as cold and sharp as a blade...
"Die, Hong Yu! No one can save you today!"
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