Chapter 228 - 137: Senior Brother, You’re So Hard
Pei Ye’s pupils contracted as he saw his opponent wielding a longspear, its flames scorching the sky.
It came hacking down at him with the force of a collapsing mountain.
Facing this terrifying strike head-on, his expression darkened.
With a wave of his hand, a longsword shimmering with silver light appeared in his grasp.
A glint of sword light flashed in his eyes, like a sharp blade tearing through the heavens!
ZING!
A sword’s hum suddenly echoed through the air!
A brilliant silver streak of sword light materialized in the air, tearing through the heavens as it slashed fiercely toward Xiao Chen!
CLANG!
The spear and sword collided.
Instantly, ripples spread through the air in all directions, layer after layer.
When the first strike failed, the two instantly transformed into streaks of light, continuously flashing and clashing above the arena.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
They fought from the sky above the arena to its center, the void collapsing and rubble flying wherever they went.
Then from the center of the arena to its edge.
Wherever they passed, the void seemed to collapse, and the arena floor shattered into nothingness.
The clash of metal from the intense collision of spear and sword echoed through the heavens, shaking the world for miles around!
The terrifying momentum of the battle was like a giant meteor crashing into a boundless sea, stirring up endless tidal waves!
Xiao Chen wielded his longspear, his body erupting with a terrifying, Perfect Spear Momentum. Every strike was like a dragon lurching forth, accompanied by dreadful flames that scorched the sky. He grew fiercer with every blow, like a War God born of fire!
Pei Ye gripped his sword, his Sword Momentum already touching the Mental Realm and reaching for the heavens. Every move unleashed a majestic River of Sword Qi that tore through the sky, its lingering presence seeming to slice the very void apart!
"Truly spectacular!"
The spectators outside the vast arena couldn’t help but exclaim in amazement.
Watching the shockwaves from the clashing spear and sword ripple through the air made most of the onlookers feel ashamed of their own inadequacy.
"Whether it’s Pei Ye or Xiao Chen, their strength far surpasses our own."
"If this old man went up there, I’m afraid I couldn’t even block a single move before being turned into a pile of bones!"
An Elder from a visiting family stroked his long beard and lamented.
It was as if his own hundred-plus years of life had been a complete waste.
"Old friend, there’s no need for that,"
"The new generation surpasses the old, each one stronger than the last."
"Only then can the future of the Cultivation Realm shine even brighter!"
another family Elder beside him replied.
"Indeed, the student has surpassed the master!"
"You truly have a grander perspective!"
"Huh?! What the fuck!"
The Elder in the splendid golden robes hadn’t even finished sighing when he suddenly gasped, his eyes widening as if he’d seen the impossible.
He fiercely yanked on his beard.
On the vast arena stage,
two figures, transformed into streaks of light,
instantly crossed thousands of feet,
and violently collided once more!
CLANG!
The metallic clash of sword and spear
rang through the sky once again like a great, booming bell.
The void churned and roiled once more, shaken like a tsunami!
By this point, after exchanging hundreds of blows,
their conditions were far from what they were at the start.
Dozens of spear marks marred Pei Ye’s body, and his robes were scorched and tattered by the flames.
Xiao Chen, however, was in a much sorrier state. His body was covered in sword wounds, some so deep they cut to the bone.
The terrifying residual Sword Momentum, which bordered on the Mental Realm, lingered on his body, madly writhing and slicing into Xiao Chen’s tough Physique. In an instant, his black robes were soaked in blood!
Although he was at a disadvantage, he could still fight—which meant he still had a chance to win.
Because of this, the fighting spirit surging from Xiao Chen’s body burned like a raging inferno.
A brilliant and resolute light gleamed in his eyes!
BANG!
Another ferocious collision.
The sound of the spear and sword clashing instantly created a violent shockwave.
In that instant, the surrounding void began to shake violently, churning like an ocean wave.
shaking violently.
"Damn it!"
Pei Ye’s face was grim.
’From the start of the battle until now, I’ve exchanged no fewer than a hundred blows with him. Although I’ve had the upper hand thanks to my vast and profound True Yuan,’
’I still haven’t been able to take him down.’
This greatly annoyed him.
’Son of a bitch!’
’This guy is only at the True Martial Seventh Layer Peak, so how is he this tough to handle?’
’This isn’t how I thought it would go at all!’
’And another thing,’
’the guy actually has three Heaven and Earth Spiritual Fires!!’
’So fucking Heaven-Defying!’
’Every clash is accompanied by that dreadful Spiritual Fire,’
’and with each exchange, it keeps seeping into my body.’
’Now, my whole body feels like it’s on fire, like a boiling furnace.’
’I can’t let this go on.’
’Otherwise, even if I win, I’ll be seriously injured, which will be bad for the fights ahead.’
’Then there’s only one thing to do!’
In the very instant of their collision,
countless thoughts flashed through Pei Ye’s mind.
He then stamped his foot on the air, sending out ripples as his figure flashed like lightning, tearing through space to create distance.
At the same time, a cold glint flashed in his eyes!
"Green Wood Piercing Technique!"
With a single hand, he instantly formed a profound Seal. His Cultivation at the True Martial Ninth Layer Middle Stage erupted with overwhelming force, causing the very world to tremble violently.
Immediately after, countless pale green bamboo stalks appeared in the void for thousands of feet in every direction. They emanated a terrifying aura, seeming to faintly pierce through space itself!
"Go!"
Following Pei Ye’s command,
tens of thousands of terrifying bamboo stalks, like countless sharp blades, pierced through layers of the void. They whistled through the air, raining down on Xiao Chen with immense, overwhelming power!
Standing on the other side of the arena, Xiao Chen watched with a solemn expression as tens of thousands of bamboo stalks rushed toward him like a tide of innumerable spears and swords.