Chapter 734: Chapter 733: One Move, Gather Together
"Challenge me?"
Shi Xiaole was somewhat surprised.
He had vaguely heard of Yin Siming’s reputation. Others might see him as a powerful figure with a promising future, but in Shi Xiaole’s perspective, he was merely ordinary.
The impression he gave Shi Xiaole was that he was nothing more than a simple obstacle.
Of course, if it was a few months ago, Shi Xiaole might have had to use more effort.
"Sorry, I decline."
Shi Xiaole could not deceive himself. The reason he accepted the challenge of Blood Yama was strictly because of Yao Mie Sheng. Without that factor, the challenge of some random people was quite meaningless.
As for the opinion of others, it was absolutely worthless.
"You are afraid?"
Such a blunt refusal made Yin Siming puzzled, and then he snorted disdainfully.
Seeing Shi Xiaole close his eyes as if he had the leisure to practice, Yin Siming’s rage flared up and he shouted: "Whether you accept or not, I challenge you, Heaven and Earth Descend!"
Pulling out the five-pronged steel fork on his back, Yin Siming struck with his trump card.
The five tips of the steel fork extended hundreds of feet under the drive of vigorous air, twisting together like ribbons. However, these ribbons clearly contained terrifying power, causing the void where they reached to press down as if heavy lead had filled it.
What Yin Siming understood was the Earth Path among the top martial arts. This kind of martial art was most advantageous for defense.
Just like this move, Heaven and Earth Descend, though it seemed grandiose, Shi Xiaole could easily see that the real terror of the move lay in its aftermath. Unless the opponent’s power exceeds a certain range, there was no hope of breaking this move.
His opponent used defensive moves, obviously wanting to force him to play his trump card, or perhaps to fight to a stalemate with him, thus establishing the opponent’s reputation. What a clever calculation.
"Why bother?"
Shaking his head, Shi Xiaole swung his sword leisurely. The long sword was barely out of its sheath when it slipped back in. He remained sitting on the boulder, without moving at all.
Swoosh!
The power causing the heavens and earth to descend met the invisible and intangible Sword Qi and was abruptly cut into two halves. The Sword Qi continued moving forward, striking the unprepared Yin Siming at a faster speed.
"Not good!"
Yin Siming was greatly alarmed. Without time to think, he immediately raised his vigorous air and swung his five-pronged steel fork. However, he still underestimated Shi Xiaole’s sword speed. Just as he was about to launch his move, the sword qi had accurately hit the weakest part of his defensive vigorous air.
Wham!
A hole pierced through his chest, Yin Siming, like a human-shaped grenade spewing blood mist, flew backward and hit a mountain peak. An array system’s light flashed, bouncing him forward. His mouth bulged, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of ragged liver.
"This..."
Everyone around was dumbfounded, their faces full of shock.
As powerful as Yin Siming, who was ranked eighteenth in the small Earth Immortal list, failed to withstand a casual sword strike from Shi Xiaole. Did they see wrong?
Just moments before, they had various thoughts about Shi Xiaole refusing the challenge, thinking he was smart, thinking he was undeserving of his reputation. Now, Yin Siming seemed pitiful to them.
"This kid!"
Shen Canghai clenched his fist, his expression changing rapidly.
How could he not see that Shi Xiaole’s sword was not what it had been, and even if he used his newly created unique skills, at most he could block the attack, but he couldn’t block the second sword.
How did he improve so much?
"Impossible, I don’t believe it!"
Yin Siming dumbfoundedly looked at the distant figure sitting cross-legged. Every cell on his face was filled with intense shock.
With his strength, when he used Heaven and Earth Descend, even if it was Shen Canghai who had a hard battle with Shi Xiaole, he couldn’t break it by pure power but only by draining his energy and using skills.
He was not shocked that he lost to Shi Xiaole, what shocked him was that Shi Xiaole won so easily.
After spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, Yin Siming withdrew his fearful gaze and had no choice but to return to the mountain where Hell Gate was located, trying to suppress the still-rampaging Sword Qi inside him.
"Shi Xiaole, how dare you exert such heavy injuries in a fair fight!"
After the initial stupor, many people from Hell Gate pointed at Shi Xiaole and shouted loudly.
"He insisted on challenging me, so he must face the consequences. My sword, once unsheathed, will not return without drawing blood!"
Shi Xiaole said indifferently, looking at several arrogant young men who were relying on senior members of their Sect being present: "So, do you all want to try as well?"
As far as eyes could see, the group was frightened to the core as if they were targeted by an unparalleled divine sword. A wrong word, and the divine sword could pierce through them, making them choke on their words.
A few Hell Gate elders secretly snorted in disapproval, but considering the righteous martial artists present, they eventually didn’t respond.
"A good ’once unsheathed, never without result.’ Shi Xiaole, I want to see how long you can act so arrogant."
Blood Yama smirked.
The decisive battle is tomorrow. He would let Shi Xiaole understand some people are impossible for his sword to defeat, not in a lifetime.
"Shi Xiaole, I haven’t seen you for two years, but you have grown more domineering, haha, but I like it."
At this moment, a hearty and deep laughter came from below.
Then, a hundred-feet-tall golden lion broke through the sea of clouds and leaped into the sky. Covered by the lion’s figure, the martial artists on the mountains felt breathless, their knees weak.
It wasn’t until the golden lion disappeared, transforming into a domineering young man in a golden robe landing beside Shi Xiaole, that the oppressive feeling finally subsided.
"What a terrifying aura!"
"After two years of silence, it seems that Jade Lion has made considerable progress?"
The crowd let out varying degrees of shrieks, clearly taken aback by Jade Lion’s arrival. Even the Devil Path prodigies who previously disparaged the Jade Lion were showing a change in color on their faces.
Seeing is believing. The pressure Jade Lion brought upon them was far greater than imagined.
Among the crowd, Xing Shuzi looked dejected.
Upon seeing Jade Lion, he knew that the gap between him and his opponent was not narrowing but widening, expanding infinitely. Exactly how wide this gap was, he could only know after a direct encounter.
But unless unexpected, he may never reclaim his lost dignity from his defeat!
Not paying attention to others, Mu Ling only stared at Shi Xiaole, took a while to speak, "I’ve heard you’re close to the top ten in the Earth Immortal rankings, you’re making quite a name for yourself nowadays."
Shi Xiaole remained silent.
If it was anyone else, Mu Ling would think they were posturing, but somehow, when it came to this youth in green clothes, his silence seemed more like an indifferent attitude, unbothered by the opinions of others.
Being proud by nature, Mu Ling chuckled, "Soon, you’ll taste my fist, but right now, we have a common enemy."
"Indeed."
Shi Xiaole chuckled lightly.
That chuckle gave Mu Ling the impression that Shi Xiaole had not even taken the so-called three Yamas seriously, almost as if he couldn’t be bothered to hide it.
A clear phoenix cry, as melodious as a reed instrument, echoed in everyone’s ears.
The next moment, a tall woman in orange robes appeared beside Shi Xiaole and Mu Ling. She swept her gaze across and instantly spotted the three Yamas on the opposite mountain peak. An unrivaled aura instantly burst forth from her, sweeping towards the three.
"Impudent!"
"Seeking death!"
Iron Yama and Blood Yama were infuriated by the woman’s actions, while Furious Yama remained silent, but with a piercing glare. The three simultaneously released their auras, confronting the woman in orange.
Crack, Crack, Crack!
The sky erupted with countless sounds of firecrackers.
"Elder sister Duanmu, you’re not the only one here to show off."
Mu Ling cackled wildly, letting out a ferocious roar that blended into the aura of Duanmu Keren, confronting the three Yamas head-on like a torrent.
Just when Shi Xiaole was about to step in, he abruptly looked into the distance.
An ordinary aura, so ordinary that it could not be more so, softly descended like a swift spring rain, nourishing everything without making a sound.
In an instant, six different auras, each terrifying in its own right, fiercely collided with each other. Just the shockwave was enough to rupture the sea of clouds, leaving many people hastily using their energy to block their ears, or else they would suffer cerebral hemorrhage.
"Everyone is finally here. This is getting interesting."
Furious Yama curved his lips in amusement, gazing at the red-robed youth who was strolling over. The youth was Yao Mie Sheng’s prey. Otherwise, he wouldn’t mind checking out his strength.
"Gui Zhihang, you are finally here."
Looking at his old friend, Mu Ling’s pupils contracted.
Compared to two years ago, Gui Zhihang had become much more ordinary. Even with his spiritual power, he couldn’t detect a trace of aura from him. Those unfamiliar with him would think he was just a handsome, weak scholar.
But only those in the know could understand how terrifying this state was.
"You guys arrived earlier than I did."
Gui Zhihang’s gaze lingered on Duanmu Keren, Mu Ling, and Shi Xiaole, pausing slightly longer on Shi Xiaole.
With the arrival of the four terrors, the already high tension on Endless Risky Peak grew even hotter. Many righteous youths, looking at the demeanor of their idols, regained their confidence.
The sky was gradually getting darker.
Countless hilltops started to light up with bonfires. Some warriors were chatting; some were resting. The firelight reflected the stars in the sky, mirroring the passionate inner hearts of all, eagerly waiting for the next day.
The four terrors didn’t have much to say; all were adjusting their conditions. A lion, even when hunting a rabbit, gives it his all, let alone that the three Yamas were not rabbits.
For Shi Xiaole, this night was quite ordinary. In the meantime, he received a message from Hua Yiyun and learned that they were safe, so he was completely at ease.
The night passed quickly.
As the dawn broke, when a streak of golden light shone upon the peak at 7,500 meters, a figure suddenly appeared.
A tall figure.
Tall in stature, high in spirit, superior in aura, he exuded superiority in every way. His existence seemed to elevate him above anyone else, creating the sensation of being unreachable.
Even the radiance of the rising sun in the distance, the golden sea of clouds, they all became nothing more than a backdrop to this superior figure, attracting none of the attention.
What kind of temperament, what kind of charisma would make people look up in awe, only daring to admire from afar?
Destroying Saint!
Yao Mie Sheng!
These three words automatically formed in everyone’s mind.
Ninety-nine percent of the people were seeing Yao Mie Sheng for the first time. He only revealed a black silhouette, but that supreme self-confidence that emanated from his body, daring to disparage all authority, all strength at any time and place, swiftly impressed most of the people present.
