"The one who’s here to beat you!" Qin Ya roared coldly, his body shooting toward Fang Yu like a cannonball. He clenched a fist, veins bulging as a dense purple Fla materialized and coiled around his arm like a Flood Dragon erging from the sea.
Fang Yu’s pupils constricted. The Fla gave him a terrifying feeling, and he didn’t dare to be the slightest bit careless. He thrust out both palms, creating a flurry of palm shadows, only to watch as the flaming fist tore through them like rotten wood and slamd viciously into his chest. With a muffled grunt, Fang Yu was sent flying backward.
"How is this possible?!"
Shock washed over the faces of the crowd. Chu Lingfeng, in particular, was too stunned to speak, his eyes wide as if he’d seen a ghost. Having just fought Fang Yu, he of all people had a decent grasp of the man’s strength.
’Although he used poison to defeat , he’s still a genuine Celestial Essence Realm Perfection Martial Artist. How could Qin Ya send him flying with a single punch?’
"What an overbearing Fla!"
Knocked back over a hundred feet, Fang Yu’s pupils constricted. He stared at Qin Ya, his face grave. He seed to have an innate dread of that particular Fla.
Qin Ya smiled coldly. The Purple Lotus Celestial Fla was the epito of purity and yang energy—the natural bane of all things yin and sinister. Fang Yu’s Cultivation Technique was already of a sinister nature, and he had even comprehended the Poisonous Great Trend. It was a classic case of natural counters; the Purple Lotus Celestial Fla perfectly suppressed him.
"It seems I’ve underestimated you." Fang Yu flashed a sinister smile, a dark glint condensing in his eyes. Black energy churned in his palm, coalescing into a bizarre black sigil that emanated waves of an unsettling aura.
Qin Ya smiled indifferently as the Purple Lotus Celestial Fla danced in his palm. Its purple light flickered across his handso face, lending him a strange sort of charm.
"You’ve angered soone you shouldn’t have."
"What a joke."
Fang Yu suddenly charged, the black sigil in his palm flaring with light as it descended upon Qin Ya’s head. Before it even made contact, Qin Ya felt waves of a nauseating aura, and his Purple Lotus Celestial Fla grew even more agitated.
It was an instinctual revulsion!
As Qin Ya’s comprehension of the Fire’s Great Trend deepened, his control over the Purple Lotus Celestial Fla grew increasingly masterful. He used no Martial Skill; he simply unleashed the Purple Lotus Celestial Fla, which imdiately transford into a monstrous wave of fire.
The fiery wave surged into the air, instantly clashing with the black energy from Fang Yu’s palm. The black energy emitted a constant SIZZLE, as if being devoured by the flas. Fang Yu’s expression grew grave, and the True Essence within him surged frantically as he poured it into the black sigil in his hand.
Black energy, flas—the clash between the two energies raged, kicking up a powerful, purplish-black tempest. Several people were caught in its wake and instantly incinerated into black ash. The rest of the crowd imdiately shot back hundreds of feet.
"Sister Lii, do you think Brother Qin will be okay?" A worried look appeared on Shangguan Yue’s pretty face. She knew Qin Ya had stepped in because of her; if anything happened to him, she would never be able to forgive herself.
"He’ll be fine, Yue’er," Lii Yunge said comfortingly, though shock filled her own beautiful eyes as she gazed at the tempest. She never imagined that the man she had pegged as having ill intentions would possess such formidable strength.
’Could it be... I was wrong about him?!’
At this mont, Lii Yunge couldn’t help but feel a pang of regret.
"Peiyi, is that really Teacher Qin?" In the distance, Muu Xue’s delicate lips parted in shock. ’How long has it been? Teacher Qin’s strength has progressed this much already. It’s simply inconceivable.’
"It’s him. No doubt about it." The corners of Li Peiyi’s lips curled up. ’He really has improved, and by more than just a little. Good. This is the kind of rival I, Li Peiyi, will have to spend a lifeti chasing.’
"That rate of progress... it’s just absurd." In the crowd, Su Chang, Xiao Yunchen, and the others watched Qin Ya’s figure with a hint of bitterness.
They too hailed from the Yunxiao Empire, but while they had been desperately seeking opportunities in the Hidden Dragon Valley, Qin Ya had already beco a star in the eyes of all. The gap between them was enormous—enough to drive one to despair.
The other Martial Artists from the Yunxiao Empire in the crowd felt much the sa.
Amidst their jealousy, envy, and resentnt, they also felt a
sense of pride.
In the Hidden Dragon Valley, they had always been on the weaker side. Now, soone had appeared who could go toe-to-toe with the chosen geniuses of the other two great powers, allowing them to finally hold their heads high. How could they not be thrilled?
"Teacher Qin is incredible! To think he can fight a chosen genius from Purple Cloud Heavenly Mountain! The Yunxiao Empire hasn’t had a reason to be this proud in years!"
"Exactly! He really lives up to his reputation as the most outstanding prodigy in the Empire’s history. His fa is well-earned, truly well-earned!"
"Teacher Qin really does shine wherever he goes."
.........
The purplish-black storm raged on. At its center, Qin Ya and Fang Yu faced each other coldly. "What is your na?" Fang Yu asked, his voice chilly.
"Qin Ya. Rember the na of the man who beat you."
"You’re too arrogant."
Fang Yu nonchalantly twirled a strand of his hair. "Although that unknown purple Fla of yours is powerful enough to resist my Poisonous Great Trend, did you really think that was my only trump card?"
"Oh?" Qin Ya said, unconcerned. "Then, by all ans, show what you’ve got."
"Hmph." Fang Yu snorted. His figure flickered, and his speed suddenly beca several tis faster than before. Within this burst of speed, Qin Ya felt a familiar fluctuation—it was the Wind’s Great Trend. Moreover, his level of comprehension wasn’t low; it was at least at the Great Success Level.
"Heh, is this your so-called trump card?"
Qin Ya let out a cold laugh. With a flicker, he moved, his speed incomparably faster than Fang Yu’s. Qin Ya had already reached the Perfection Realm in his comprehension of the Wind’s Great Trend. Adding his Speed Trend on top of that... when it ca to speed, ten Fang Yus wouldn’t be able to keep up. A trump card like this? Qin Ya found it utterly laughable!
"How is this possible!" Fang Yu was aghast.
’My Poisonous Great Trend is countered by his Fla, and he’s comprehended my hidden Wind’s Great Trend even more deeply than I have. How am I supposed to fight this?!’
In a hurried exchange, Fang Yu and Qin Ya clashed palms!
BOOM! Faced with Qin Ya’s domineering Palm Power, infused with the Purple Lotus Celestial Fla, the hastily defending Fang Yu was once again blasted away.
"Qin Ya, stop!"
"Do you have sothing to say?" Qin Ya said indifferently.
"This match... I admit defeat."
Qin Ya smiled coldly, his eyes filled with a ruthless light. "Admit defeat? You want to surrender? Did you bother asking if I accept?"
Fang Yu’s face paled. "What do you an by that?!"
"It ans nothing. I haven’t had my fun yet!"
With that, he gathered True Essence in his palms, grabbed Fang Yu’s shoulders, and violently flung him. Then, with a flicker, he reappeared in front of Fang Yu with incomparable speed before the man could even hit the ground, and shot out a vicious kick.
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