Chapter 1179: Chapter 1177: Arm-Wrestling with the Forbidden Martial Emperor_1
Even without anyone revealing the location of the Light Talisman Eruption Land, as time passed, some experts who obtained more light talismans were also able to discover it on their own, like the Water and Fire Emperor.
Not even a thousand years old, the Water and Fire Emperor originally had mediocre talent, but after accidentally entering a dangerous area and consuming a Divine-Origin Fruit, one of the world’s top ten Exotic Fruits, his aptitude surged to the top tier. This was also his first time entering Fate’s Domain after emerging from the perilous land.
Seeing the divine light erupting in the distance and barely sensing it with his spiritual power, he discovered a full twenty-four light talismans. The Water and Fire Emperor’s heart heated up, and he was so excited that he couldn’t help himself and rushed forward without a second thought.
The divine light was too dazzling. Within a million miles, almost all supremely powerful experts rushed over. Waves of aura burst out, and even midflight, they collided violently, like sparks hitting the earth, shaking the heavens and earth and causing fear.
Among these auras, three were exceptionally powerful.
One was a blend of water and fire, half red, half blue. Another emitted a sorrowful mood, desolate and mournful. The third was extremely thick and heavy, like a mountain forged from countless steel plates, causing the void to cave in under its weight.
"Water and Fire Emperor!"
"Seven-injuries Wanderer!"
"Iron Mad Sky!"
These three presences clearly recognized each other, for their strengths were comparable and their circles were undoubtedly closer.
Iron Mad Sky was a man clad in white armor, revealing only a pair of eyes. His voice, cold and rigid, came from within the armor, "Water and Fire, Seven-injuries, let’s split it three ways, eight talismans each."
"Agreed."
"I have no objection."
Neither Water and Fire Emperor nor Seven-injuries Wanderer wanted to monopolize the talismans, but since the other two were no weaker than themselves, to fight over them would risk drawing in someone even stronger if the battle dragged on, a risky and unprofitable venture.
"Anyone who doesn’t want to die had better get lost."
Seeing others still charging forward, Iron Mad Sky couldn’t help but shout angrily.
The others were too angry to speak. The aura of martial arts exuded by these three clearly reached the Supreme level, and they were all mid-stage Forbidden Martial Emperors.
But with so many people on-site, why should they retreat just because these three said so?
"Heh heh heh, it seems there are many who aren’t afraid of death."
A lonesome and sorrowful aura filled the sky. The Seven-injuries Wanderer was an old man dressed in a Daoist robe, his grey-brown eyes so deep that when a peerless expert collided gazes with him, their heart felt enveloped in sadness.
The very next moment!
The peerless expert fell from midair, their body bereft of spiritual energy.
The Seven-injuries Wanderer, a renowned master of the Spiritual Path from the South Sea, had comprehended the Seven-injuries Martial Arts that could meld into the soul, killing invisibly, making even gods and demons worry.
The sky was dyed half red and blue, signifying that the Water and Fire Emperor had made a move. With a wave of his hands, a red sea of fire and a blue wave surged out simultaneously but remained distinct from each other; the black area in the middle represented severe rifts that had been created.
Several experts were merely grazed by the disordered forces of the void and were instantly shattered to pieces, unable to even let out a scream.
Iron Mad Sky lacked Seven-injuries Wanderer’s spiritual methods and the Water and Fire Emperor’s superb destruction techniques. He was like a machine monster born for slaughter, charging and crashing about.
The vigorous air that struck his white armor clanged loudly but couldn’t stop him in the slightest. Experts touched by his limbs all had their chests pierced and bodies torn apart, none of his opponents lasting a single exchange.
Of course, there were a few experts whose foundational strength was not weaker than these three Forbidden Martial Emperors, but they suffered at the level of martial arts. They did not dare to resist and could only retreat far away.
"With a gentleman arriving from afar, isn’t it delightful? Give way, all three of you."
Just as the Water and Fire Emperor and the others were about to evenly split the talismans, three figures in yellow robes rushed forward, each pointing out a finger. The thick beams of light shot forth like the surging Yellow River.
"Water’s depth and fire’s fervor!"
The finger beams were closest to the Water and Fire Emperor. With a cold snort, the Water and Fire Emperor threw out his fists; behind him, an endless river appeared, with a ball of red flame at its heart, turning the world as hot as a furnace, incinerating everything.
Clang!
However, to everyone’s surprise, including the Water and Fire Emperor himself, the finger beams actually penetrated the river.
Hit by the residual force of the finger beams, the Water and Fire Emperor swayed, retreating nearly a thousand meters sideways, continuously clapping his hands. A group of fireballs suddenly attacked Seven-injuries Wanderer and Iron Mad Sky.
But it turned out that the other two had taken advantage of the situation and attempted to grab the talismans.
"Water and Fire, are you seeking death!"
Stopped by the fireballs, Iron Mad Sky had to slow down, and so did the Seven-injuries Wanderer on the other side, his face dark enough to drip water.
"Hoarding isn’t a good habit; we’re better off driving away the troublemakers first."
The Water and Fire Emperor sneered, not taking Iron Mad Sky’s threat seriously at all. What really caught his attention was the sudden arrival of the three yellow-robed individuals.
The Yellow Springs Triumvirate!
He had long heard of the trouble these three could cause, but their combined strength was far beyond the Water and Fire Emperor’s expectations. Against three, he had no chance!
"Heh heh, we three brothers aren’t asking for much, just nine talismans. The rest is yours."
The Great Gentleman spoke.
"What a joke!"
Iron Mad Sky couldn’t help but curse in anger.
Each of the four sides averages six each, yet the Yellow Springs Three Gentlemen openly demand nine, do they not take the Forbidden Martial Emperor seriously?
"Gentlemen act rather than speak; further words are of no benefit."
The Second Gentleman was the most irritable and without wasting any words, he casually struck out with a palm. As the three individuals were attuned in spirit, the Great Gentleman immediately swung his fist in response and the Third Gentleman kicked out a barrage of heavy leg shadows. The three forces combined into one, erupting with a lethality more than three times that of an individual.
Yellow Springs Cutting World.
"Mad Sky Fist!"
The white armor emitted a groaning noise as Iron Mad Sky punched out, fissures intertwining and coiling, with great force, smashing into the Yellow Springs billows, shattering them greatly. But the persistent force of the Yellow Springs waves was overwhelming, wave upon wave.
With a thunderous sound!
Instead, it was Iron Mad Sky who was blasted back.
This scene once again agitated the Water and Fire Emperor, the Seven-injuries Wanderer, and even the watching experts from afar.
From the looks of it, Iron Mad Sky’s level of attack was clearly higher than the Yellow Springs Three Gentlemen’s, yet ultimately the latter’s sheer power overwhelmed and suppressed Iron Mad Sky.
Many had seen for the first time a non-Forbidden Martial Emperor suppressing a Forbidden Martial Emperor, their gazes all turned towards the Yellow Springs Three Gentlemen.
The Yellow Springs Three Gentlemen were very pleased with themselves, with the youngest saying, "Does anyone have objections now?"
No sooner had the words fallen when the three charged towards the land of Light Talisman Eruption, teleporting tens of thousands of meters in an instant and reaching out to envelop nine light talismans. Their speed was so fast that Water and Fire Emperor and the two others twitched their eyes, knowing they couldn’t compete.
"This is just an exception."
The Seven-injuries Wanderer scoffed quietly.
The circumstances of the Yellow Springs Three Gentlemen were too special, three bodies with a single mind and they had also cultivated an ancient battle formation, with their attack power and speed both amplified threefold, not comparable to the norm. It’s only these three oddities working together that could suppress a Forbidden Martial Emperor! Otherwise, forget about it!
Remember, even the weakest Forbidden Martial Emperor possesses the strength of the mid-stage Supreme Martial Arts, equivalent to the mid-stage of a top-level martial arts at twelve percent. But in actual combat, they often overpower the peak of twelve-percent top-level martial arts!
Furthermore, in the Martial World, it’s a well-known fact that the limit of top-level martial arts is the peak of twelve percent, never reaching thirteen. That’s also why it’s rare for non-Forbidden Martial Emperors to suppress Forbidden Martial Emperors.
After all, a Forbidden Martial Emperor signifies innate talent, and with martial arts being suppressed, it’s practically impossible for a non-Forbidden Martial Emperor to excel in other areas and overall gain the upper hand.
As they watched the light talismans within reach, no one expected that a vast expanse of flying snow suddenly swept across the entire world, hexagonal ice crystals exuding a cold that froze the void. The snow grew heavier until everyone’s sight blurred.
A flash of sword light!
Caught off guard, the Yellow Springs Three Gentlemen were sent flying.
"Damn it, it’s you again!"
The Great Gentleman, unable to contain his fury, watched as the Flying Snow Sword Emperor approached across the snow, then burst out laughing, "Good timing, today is the day of revenge, charge!"
The three fiercely dashed out, clashing with the Flying Snow Sword Emperor. Yellow Springs freezing, the flying snow turned to mist, and everyone watched the Flying Snow Sword Emperor in disbelief.
Even as the man was being pushed back by the onslaught of the Yellow Springs Three Gentlemen, remember that not long ago even Iron Mad Sky had been suppressed. For the Flying Snow Sword Emperor to hold off the Yellow Springs Three Gentlemen was enough to prove his fearsome strength.
"Go!"
Despite their shock, the Water and Fire Emperor and the other two were not about to miss this rare opportunity, hurriedly reaching for the eight light talismans. But just as the energy was released, it was blocked by a wisp of azure Sword Qi.
"Is it you, boy?"
Iron Mad Sky narrowed his eyes, recognizing Shi Xiaole who stood in front, and without a further word, he threw out a Mad Sky Fist. The punch was fierce and unmatched, unstoppable, heavy fissures enveloping Shi Xiaole.
It was Shi Xiaole’s first time truly facing a Forbidden Martial Emperor, and although he was somewhat nervous, he felt more of an eagerness to test his own strength.
He pushed his power to the limit, channelling it into the Cleansing Evil Sword, causing it to glow a shimmering green, with edges that showed the unpredictable nature of coming together and dispersing. Focusing on the front, Shi Xiaole cleaved down hard with his sword.
Destruction of All!
A dragon ascending to the sky in a burst of azure light, passing through the heavy fissures’ entanglement, struck directly on Iron Mad Sky’s white armor. Sparks flew as drilling noises erupted, and dazzling, firework-like sparkles wildly burst outwards.
The white armor was clearly top-tier Spirit Armor, impervious to the sword’s Qi, but the sword’s force sent Iron Mad Sky flying back fifty meters.
Looking at Shi Xiaole, he had smoothly evaded the heavy fissures while striking, unscathed.
"This..."
The ready-to-act Water and Fire Emperor, the Seven-injuries Wanderer, and the distant experts were all stunned!
What trickery was this? One could say the Yellow Springs Three Gentlemen were an exception, uniting three into one, you might say they could suppress a Forbidden Martial Emperor. But how could this happen with this young man in green, clearly not a Forbidden Martial Emperor, yet also gaining the upper hand in a head-on confrontation? Though Iron Mad Sky was only pushed back fifty meters and might have been caught off guard, suppression is suppression.
Has this world gone mad, or were their eyes deceiving them?
"Besides the Wind Sword Way, my Vigorous Air, Heart Sword strength, and even my control over techniques are superior to my opponent’s; hence I’m overall stronger."
Shi Xiaole could not help but reveal a slight smile.
The existence of the Blood Sun Medium allowed his Vigorous Air to surpass bodily limits, needless to say about the Heart Sword strength. The powerfulness of his spirit made his martial arts realm attain ’Clear Sight Into The Fine Hairs,’ a boundary where not a trace of power was wasted.
Such an amalgam is the only reason he could wrestle with the weakest Forbidden Martial Emperor. If it were anyone else, achieving even one of the above feats would be difficult.
