Chapter 518: Chapter 437 Battle, Black Butcher (Three Updates)
As soon as Ye Qingfeng’s words fell, an aura suddenly erupted, surging wildly from within him, clashing with Long Yuntian’s deep killing intent that understood the world, and even the sound of sonic booms from the unbearable strain filled the air.
Everyone watching the battle, whether ordinary people or Ancient Martial Arts Masters, all held their breath, waiting for the start of this great battle.
The fight between Ye Qingfeng and Long Yuntian was no longer about discussing martial arts; it was a true life-and-death struggle. Victory meant life, defeat meant death. After today, only one of the two could stand between heaven and earth, while the other could only become dust in history, disappearing without a trace in the long river of time.
"’Mr. Ye’, let me see your skills!"
Long Yuntian shouted loudly, taking the lead in blowing the horn of this earth-shattering battle.
He waved his large hand, and the lake surface instantly rolled and surged, countless waves leaping into the sky, forming a huge wall of water a hundred feet tall, pressing down on Ye Qingfeng overwhelmingly.
"Spiritual Power Transformation, controlling it with Qi!"
The Ancient Martial Arts Masters present all uttered sounds of shock and awe; Long Yuntian gathered formless water with his powerful spiritual power.
It was as firm as steel, solid as an impregnable fortress. If this water wall came down, even an armored tank would be crushed into an iron pancake in an instant.
The weight of tens of thousands of tons is not a joke, and coupled with Long Yuntian’s unparalleled spiritual power, this was definitely a formidable killing move.
Masters from Tai Chi Sect, Xingyi Sect, Eagle Claw Sect, and other Ancient Martial Arts were all silent.
At this moment, Long Yuntian’s cultivation was far more fearful than twenty years ago, reaching a level they could not comprehend. If this water wall were to strike them, no one would be able to withstand it.
Many Martial Arts Masters were also secretly shocked; not having faced Long Yuntian twenty years ago was a regret, even though they thought they were not much inferior to him.
But upon seeing this today, they thoroughly understood that Long Yuntian’s martial arts were far beyond what these old bones focused on self-cultivation could achieve.
This sky-covering strike came down sharply, and Ye Qingfeng was completely shrouded by this enormous water wall.
"Ah!"
An Ruoqing let out a gasp of surprise; no matter how shocked she was by Ye Qingfeng’s true identity, at this moment, Ye Qingfeng was in a dangerous situation; how could she not be worried?
Bai Wan’er and An Qi were already speechless with surprise; such power, to raise a water wall with a mere gesture, creating stormy waves, could truly be possessed by a human?
"Hmph, just a petty trick!"
As the giant water wall covered him, Ye Qingfeng slightly raised his eyes, his right hand already clenched into a fist.
He punched out casually, without any embellishments.
"Boom!"
A huge noise reverberated between heaven and earth; everyone watched as that massive water wall instantly caved in, showing a fist seal.
The hundred-foot-tall water wall exploded with a thunderous boom, scattering countless water droplets in all directions.
Everyone was astonished; the water wall pressed down by Long Yuntian’s supreme spiritual power was shattered by such an ordinary punch from Ye Qingfeng?
Long Yuntian’s eyes also narrowed, showing a hint of seriousness for the first time.
"I didn’t expect your spiritual power to be refined to such an extent; I underestimated you before!"
The astonishment in his heart rose again.
Martial Artists refine their body with spiritual power and attack their enemies with it, and upon reaching the War General Realm, their spiritual power becomes even more refined.
And War King Warriors can gather Spiritual Power Wings, which requires extremely refined spiritual power.
Over the years, he had devoted himself to the Extremely Cold Land in the Southern Ocean, forging his spiritual power day and night for decades.
This is how he achieved such earth-shattering power, but Ye Qingfeng, at the age of merely twenty, had a depth of spiritual power no less than his own, simply a monster among monsters.
"Do you think you can kill me with just this trick? How childish!"
Ye Qingfeng chuckled lightly, standing calmly on the lake, the rain falling from the sky not touching him at all, all rebounding off his protective spiritual power.
"Good, very good, a hero indeed emerges from the young! However... I most enjoy pruning flowers with ruthless hands."
Long Yuntian’s tone seemed appreciative, but it was filled with boundless killing intent.
The stronger Ye Qingfeng’s talent, the stronger Long Yuntian’s intent to kill him. He would never allow such a heaven-defying genius to grow and threaten his power in Huaxia.
Although Ye Qingfeng’s spiritual power could compare to his, his realm was only that of an Advanced War General, a level lower, which he paid no mind.
His reputation as the "Black Butcher" was not unearned, and his combat methods were beyond doubt.
"Swoosh!"
In the next instant, Long Yuntian’s foot stomped down fiercely.
With his step, the lake surface instantly caved in as if bearing some invisible massive force.
He soared into the air like a roc leaping, crossing a hundred-feet distance in an instant, reaching above Ye Qingfeng’s head.
This speed was only slightly lesser than the Spiritual Power Wings of a War King Warrior, already difficult for the naked eye to catch.
He traversed the sky, interlocking his ten fingers into a hammer, and struck down from above.
The invisible Qi Force tore through the air, cutting the rain curtain in two, as an immensely powerful Fist Power surged ferociously, aiming to devour Ye Qingfeng’s head.
This strike had the force to split a mountain; even before the Fist Power arrived, the river below was pushed outward in waves, surging fiercely.
"Hmph!"
Ye Qingfeng’s eyes focused, swinging with one hand and punching towards the sky!
"Crash!"
A thunderous noise shook the heavens, the water surface beneath Ye Qingfeng’s feet couldn’t withstand the ferocious impact, sinking dozens of meters, forming a concave arc.
Long Yuntian, floating in mid-air, also felt a strong counterforce, slightly surprised in his heart.
He maneuvered backward, flipping once, his body rising several dozen feet again, finally dissipating the counterforce.
"My turn!"
At this moment, Ye Qingfeng let out a cold laugh, his legs filled with spiritual power, suddenly leaping into the air.
The lake surface under his feet had already formed a concave arc, and now it sank even further, becoming an hourglass-shaped ellipse, showing the intensity of his power.
Ye Qingfeng flew into the air, spinning in mid-air, his leg imbued with immense and unyielding Power, sweeping out.
"Good timing!"
Long Yuntian’s battle spirit also surged, infusing his arms with supreme spiritual power, positioning his elbow capable of penetrating a tank to clash fiercely with Ye Qingfeng’s leg.
"Boom!"
The West Lake rippled ferociously, everyone on the boats feeling the ground shaking like an earthquake.
The water waves, originally only half a meter high, shot up a hundredfold, stirring a hundred-foot-tall wave, crashing into the forest on both shores, snapping countless large trees in half.
The clash of spiritual power between these two was akin to overturning Mountain Buzhou, with earth-shaking might.
Their figures parted after a brief encounter in the air, seemingly neither gaining the upper hand.
They landed back on the lake, facing each other from afar, their auras interlocking.
Those watching felt an unprecedented agitation; such a level of battle was indeed unmatched by any of them.