Chapter 192: Chapter 192: Unstoppable Momentum
With one punch, the Fist Qi condensed as though substantial, and the terrifying power swept over like the crushing weight of Mount Tai, extreme in its horror.
"Pfft!"
A crisp sound rang out, shattering the Fist Qi.
Yang Fei broke the Fist Qi with a single punch.
The two fists collided in an instant and separated immediately after.
Yang Fei, holding Qin Yanyang’s hand, drifted back.
The other man’s body also flew backward in retreat.
This time, his rigid face twitched several times in quick succession, revealing a look of disbelief in his eyes.
Clearly, he hadn’t expected his full-force attack to be caught by Yang Fei.
Yang Fei’s blood and True Qi surged wildly within him.
Although Qin Yanyang had not made a move, with their hands clasped, their True Qi had already merged, allowing him to sense signs that it was close to scattering, and he couldn’t help but worry internally.
Even though he had caught the opponent’s full-force punch, showing terrifying combat power, the opponent was after all a National Guardian Level expert, and a Cultivator who had reached the Innate Realm had already established a wondrous connection with the forces between heaven and earth, granting him extreme endurance in battle.
Without any hesitation, Qin Yanyang took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom and handed it to Yang Fei, "Open it, and swallow the Elixir inside."
Yang Fei followed her instruction without hesitation, and after opening the bottle, Qin Yanyang poured the Elixir into his palm.
A rich fragrance assaulted his senses, and Yang Fei swallowed the Elixir without any doubt.
The Elixir went down his throat, and the somewhat agitated True Qi inside him instantly stabilized.
Yang Fei marveled internally, it was no wonder she came from a top Martial Arts Family; their resources were indeed plentiful.
He could refine such an Elixir, which contained rich Spiritual Power to help rapidly recover True Qi, and even ones more effective, but the precious medicinal ingredients needed for Alchemy were incredibly hard to find.
Seeing the pair’s actions, the man opposite them had a thought and chuckled, "It seems when you two work together, you can achieve more than the sum of your parts, yet the duration is indeed limited, and the consumption is huge."
Yang Fei and Qin Yanyang’s hearts sank.
This was precisely what they were worried about.
After all, both of them were injured, and this phenomenon of blending True Qi was still unfamiliar to them as it was their first time using it.
Moreover, it seemed that the consumption of True Qi in this state was huge, and its sustainability was indeed weak.
A resolute and ruthless glint flashed in Yang Fei’s eyes as he looked at Qin Yanyang and said, "Master said you are my opportunity. I didn’t quite understand before, but now I think I do; so, you bring good fortune, my lucky star, right?"
Qin Yanyang noticed that fleeting ruthless glint in his eyes and felt a chill in her heart, realizing he might be about to take a risk.
But she didn’t try to stop him; instead, she nodded with unwavering certainty, "Yes, I am naturally good for you. As long as I am with you, you can turn misfortune into fortune, and nothing will go awry."
"Hahaha..."
Yang Fei laughed heartily, his gaze turning toward the man opposite him as he bellowed, "Enough talk, let’s fight!"
As these words were spoken, his aura soared instantly, and his entire being became like a sharp sword, invincible.
He decided to take a risk and once again use that technique to test it out.
A year ago, when faced with the siege of more than a dozen strong opponents and unable to fend off the enemies with Po Gang, he had used the second form of Sky Splitting Divine Fist: Tidal Power.
In that battle, he repelled the encirclement of numerous experts and emerged unscathed, but he also ended up with his body collapsing, his strength depleted to a mere tenth of what it had been.
It took a whole year just to recover about thirty percent of his strength, and afterward, he hit a limit in his recovery. He thought his Cultivation was ruined for life, but his master had him return to get married, claiming the opportunity lay with Qin Yanyang.
Today, facing a powerful enemy, although his own strength was less than fifty percent, with the special atmosphere of their combined forces, added to his trust in his master and his firm belief in Qin Yanyang’s ability to bring prosperity, he decided to use the second form of the Sky Splitting Divine Fist.
Only by ending the battle quickly could he survive.
The man opposite Yang Fei was unaware of his plans, seeing Yang Fei gain confidence after swallowing an Elixir, he couldn’t help but smile slightly, shaking his head as he said, "The path of Alchemy is ultimately a peripheral craft; it may help you momentarily but cannot assist you in the long term. In your current state, within three more exchanges, you’ll be exhausted, and then you’ll be at my mercy."
"The older one gets, the more they babble," Yang Fei stared at the man, retorting coldly.
"Hmph, courting death!"
The man, enraged, flashed forward and made his third move.
Yang Fei’s eyes burst with a brilliant light, as he activated the second stance of the Sky Splitting Divine Fist.
Qin Yanyang was horrified to discover that the True Yuan within her body seemed to be instantly drained at that moment.
She couldn’t help but be alarmed, "What a heaven-defying, monstrous move."
No wonder Yang Fei had looked at her that way before, using such a method must come with severe consequences.
Moreover, this move was like pulling the rug out from under someone.
If it didn’t work, the two of them could only wait for death.
Despite her fears, Qin Yanyang resolutely supported Yang Fei with all her might.
She silently circulated her True Qi, trying to regulate her breath for recovery.
"Boom!"
Yang Fei’s fist collided with the man’s for the third time.
The moment their fists made contact, two extremely powerful streams of Fist Power surged towards each other.
Qi exploded.
The instant before they were about to separate, Yang Fei let out an angry roar.
In that split second, another wave of fierce Fist Power swept over like a tidal wave, turbulent and violent, wave after wave relentlessly accumulating and surging crazily into the man’s body.
"Pfft!"
The man, caught off guard, was penetrated by the second wave of Tidal Power that quickly stacked up behind Yang Fei’s Fist Power, immediately damaging his meridians and affecting his internal organs. As he was sent flying backward, he actually spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Yang Fei himself was as pale as paper.
The True Yuan inside his body was nearly drained empty.
But soon, both he and Qin Yanyang started to circulate their breaths simultaneously, and a steady stream of True Qi was generated once again.
The speed of recovery was more than ten times faster than when they regulated their breaths individually.
Yang Fei’s complexion quickly regained color, becoming rosy.
He grabbed Qin Yanyang’s hand and quickly chased after the man.
The man landed, his inner Qi turbulent and his injuries not light.
Seeing Yang Fei rebound with a rosy complexion, the man was shocked.
But as a National Guardian Level power, would he be scared off?
Facing Yang Fei’s aggressive attack, he forcefully gathered his True Yuan and struck out with a palm.
"Boom!"
The fourth clash.
There were no fancy moves to speak of, everything was a pinnacle contest of force and speed.
The stacked Fist Power surged like a tidal wave once again.
This time the man was prepared, but still could not resist the invasion of the instantly stacking force.
Although he sensed that Yang Fei’s punch was significantly weaker than the last, he himself was also in a wounded state. The power of his previous punch had greatly diminished, and the Protective True Qi inside his body had also weakened a lot, so he still couldn’t stop the invading Tidal Power.
Injury was added to injury!
Yang Fei’s face was deathly pale, and his True Qi couldn’t sustain any longer, but his eyes revealed a fierce light as he bellowed, "Again!"
Having said that, he took Qin Yanyang with him and pounced on the man like a lion once more.
Feeling that unstoppable and invincible vehement momentum, the man was struck with terror.
Having twice failed to defend against the persistent damaging effects contained in Yang Fei’s Fist Power, his inner Qi had largely dissipated, and on top of that, he had sustained internal injuries. Faced with Yang Fei’s desperate attitude, he had grown timid.