Chapter 156: Chapter 155: Fighting for the Flame Spirit Gold Water
Yangg Zong gazed at the golden liquid before him, overjoyed, and extended the vial in his palm to collect the Flame Spirit Gold Water.
Just as Yangg Zong secured the Flame Spirit Gold Water, he saw Wen Qingye rushing toward him.
Yangg Zong smugly shook the vial in his hand. "What’s this, boy? Thinking of snatching the Flame Spirit Gold Water from me?"
"That depends on whether you have the ability to keep it," Wen Qingye laughed, his body transforming into a gust of wind as he shot toward Yangg Zong.
"Celestial Star’s Descent!"
Wen Qingye threw a punch, causing the surrounding Primordial Qi to surge. Like a meteor streaking across the sky, it carried an astonishing momentum.
"How arrogant!"
Seeing Wen Qingye attack him directly, Yangg Zong couldn’t help but sneer.
"Great Flame Heaven-Crushing Palm!"
WHOOSH!
A scorching aura filled the air as an illusory flame slowly materialized above Wen Qingye, hurtling down toward him.
BOOM!
The Primordial Qi exploded, sending shockwaves rippling through the air.
Wen Qingye pivoted, advancing instead of retreating, his aura growing even more powerful. "Take another one of my techniques!"
A black and white stream of qi appeared between Wen Qingye’s palms as a Seal Technique slowly took form.
"Undying Seal Technique, First Form! The Reaping Netherwind!"
The currents of qi surged between Wen Qingye’s palms, reflecting and refracting one another. A sinister wind instantly kicked up, whistling with a bone-chilling cold.
Feeling the bone-piercing, sinister wind, Yangg Zong’s expression changed. His hands flew as he unleashed his most powerful Martial Arts: the Seventh-Grade Top Martial Arts, Traceless Claw!
Yangg Zong clawed at the air. The Primordial Qi lacing the claw marks was fierce and tyrannical, carrying the force of an unstoppable torrent.
"Traceless Claw!"
Three claw marks materialized in the air, carrying a terrifying aura that seemed powerful enough to rip the sky apart.
Wen Qingye thrust his hands forward, and the Hand Seal met the Traceless Claw head-on.
BANG!
Several clouds of black mist erupted in the sky, slowly rippling outward.
Yangg Zong’s body flew backward like a paper kite, splashing into the pool and sending up a huge wave.
SWOOSH!
Wen Qingye pivoted and snatched the vial that Yangg Zong had dropped.
"Hahaha, you three pieces of trash actually thought you could stop me?"
Suddenly, Wang Chong’s laughter echoed from behind.
Wen Qingye turned to see Guu Lei and Ren Hua, one lying on the ground and the other floating in the water, both drenched in blood. Meanwhile, Wang Chong had Wei Qiutong by the throat, a cold smile on his face.
"Pah! You’re the piece of trash! Your whole family is trash!" Wei Qiutong spat a mouthful of bloody saliva.
Wang Chong dodged the spit, but his laughter died instantly. His expression darkened, and his grip tightened.
Wei Qiutong felt his breath catching in his throat, and his hands flailed helplessly.
"Wang Chong, you dare!" Ren Hua roared upon seeing Wei Qiutong captured.
"Hmph!" Of course, Wang Chong didn’t dare to actually kill him. He slowly loosened his grip, then smashed his left fist into Wei Qiutong’s stomach. Wei Qiutong’s body was sent flying, crashing to the ground and leaving a crater on impact.
Wei Qiutong wasn’t dead, but the injury was serious enough to keep him bedridden for a long time.
"Wang Chong!" Ren Hua roared.
A disdainful look crossed Wang Chong’s face. "Shouting is useless. If you’ve got the guts, come up here and let’s settle this!"
"Fine, I’ll be the one to settle this with you!"
At that moment, Wen Qingye’s body blurred, shooting forward like a fleeting shadow.
"Wrath of the Undying Heavens!"
Wen Qingye’s body followed his finger, and his finger followed his will—impossibly fast.
The power of that single finger seemed capable of splitting the heavens and sundering the earth, making hearts tremble in fear.
"Divine Power Heavenly Thunder Palm, Third Form!"
Seeing Wen Qingye’s sudden attack, Wang Chong was completely unafraid. A flicker of joy even crossed his face as he thrust out his palm, which moved with the rumble of muffled thunder to meet Wen Qingye’s finger.
WHOOSH!
Both techniques were supremely powerful and unyielding, tyrannical in their might. The entire pool erupted, sending waves of water dozens of feet into the air.
"Who in the world is fighting with such power?"
"Such immense and Powerful Qi! If we get any closer, we’ll be injured by the shockwaves!"
Many of the Inner Courtyard students had already stopped what they were doing. Sensing the power of the clash between Wen Qingye and Wang Chong, their expressions changed slightly.
’Is that the Divine Power Heavenly Thunder Palm? Chong is fighting someone?’ Wang Jie recognized the familiar Palm Technique and instinctively looked over.
The Divine Power Heavenly Thunder Palm was one of the Wang Family’s ultimate skills. The Palm Technique was unparalleled in its tyranny, containing a hint of a Thunder Technique, and its power when unleashed was utterly terrifying.
’This kid’s strength has improved again,’ Wang Chong thought, gritting his teeth. ’No, I have to defeat him today. Who knows when I’ll get another chance this good?’
At this thought, Wang Chong gritted his teeth and took a deep breath.
RUMBLE!
A bolt of purple lightning slowly gathered on Wang Chong’s palm, crackling loudly.
"Divine Power Heavenly Thunder Palm, Fourth Form!"
Wang Chong violently thrust his palms forward. A bolt of lightning surged from him, transforming into a giant, purple python that rampaged wildly. In its wake, the surrounding Primordial Qi was dispersed into streams of white mist.
"Four Symbols Sword Technique, First Form! Huo Changxiong!"
Wen Qingye brandished his sword, and a boundless aura surged from him. In the darkness of night, the blade of the One Thought Sword glowed with a dazzling red light, and the surrounding air thrummed with blazing hot flames.
Everyone could tell this technique was no simple matter and hastily retreated.
The red and purple lights converged in the dark, entangling with one another.
"Be suppressed!"
BOOM!
Wen Qingye slammed his arms down. The Sword Body erupted with sky-scorching flames, and in the darkness, the red light completely overwhelmed the purple.
An immense force struck Wang Chong’s arm, sending his body flying backward to crash heavily into the pool.
SPLOOSH!
The splash shot seventy or eighty feet into the air, shimmering under the moonlight.
The onlookers were stunned. They all recognized Wen Qingye as a new student, yet Wang Chong’s strength ranked around the top twenty among the seniors. To be defeated so directly was a testament to Wen Qingye’s power and talent.
Many of the senior students began to take secret note of Wen Qingye.
After a moment, the surface of the water began to calm, with only a few faint wisps of blood floating upon it.
"You’re courting death!"
Suddenly, a furious shout echoed from the distance.
Wen Qingye felt a surge of Primordial Qi at his back. Shocked, he dared not be careless, and the black and white streams of qi immediately appeared between his palms.
"Undying Seal Technique, First Form! The Reaping Netherwind!"
Wen Qingye clapped his palms together. A strange Hand Seal flew out, imprinting itself on the space around it as the sinister wind began to howl.
BANG!
The Hand Seal met the newcomer’s palm. The aftershock sent Wen Qingye flying back twenty or thirty feet before he could stop. His Qi Sea roiled, only calming down after a long moment.
"Wang Jie!"
Seeing the man, Wen Qingye couldn’t help but frown.
