Chapter 1159: Chapter 1127: Black and White Impermanence
Troy reluctantly raised his head to look at the two people. They were not only dressed like Black and White Impermanence, but their appearance was almost on par with the ugliness of the Ox-Head and Horse-Face. Troy smirked and took a step back. Without the Black Doctor by his side, it felt like a shackle had been removed, making it easy for him to go berserk at the slightest provocation.
As Troy took that step back, the one in white quickly flicked a silver light from his sleeve. A slender dart fell next to Troy’s left foot, instantly igniting Troy’s explosive temper. He drew his distinctive long staff, spinning it powerfully in his hand as he advanced toward Bai Wuchang.
"Damn it, I don’t want to fight right now, but you people are forcing me. Don’t think of running away like cowards, and if you don’t die by my hand, don’t expect to rest." With those bold words, the four humanoid beasts surrounding him began to run swiftly around him, forming a tight, impenetrable circle.
As Black Doctor ran out and noticed that Troy hadn’t followed, he immediately became alert. When he tried to return to the thicket, an invisible pressure bore down on him from behind. Without time to think, several sharp attacks aimed at his shoulders and lower back. This was accompanied by a beastly roar emerging from the jungle, alarming the two figures in the distance.
"It’s Troy!" Yelü Shou whispered, and after exchanging glances with Xiao Lin, they ran toward the sound.
The iron staff, trailing a remnant of silver light, thrust forward with an extraordinary trajectory, like piercing the air itself, towards Bai Wuchang. After being suppressed by the Black Doctor for so long, now was the chance to vent his pent-up frustrations on a displeasing target.
Troy was not one to dawdle or be indecisive. His heart surged with intense excitement, and Bai Wuchang was not one to hold back either. With a flick of his right hand, a half-meter-long short sword suddenly materialized, its unpredictable sword aura rapidly converging towards Troy.
Speed! The two were evenly matched in their skills.
Clang, clang, clang, the sharp sound of metal clashing echoed through the woods, increasing Xiao Lin’s urgency as he hurried to the scene. Engaging in such a fierce battle upon entering the island was not part of his plan. Not knowing the island’s population or strength, Troy’s impulsiveness was troubling. The Black Doctor would not allow him to act so recklessly, indicating that both encountered danger.
The two clashed and shifted into the darkness, with the circle surrounding Troy moving along, including Hei Wuchang still standing on his back.
After an intense and dizzying collision, the staff and sword clashed and momentarily separated, each standing on a tree trunk, confronting each other. Gently waving the iron staff in his hand, Troy’s fighting spirit gathered around him like flames, his sharp eyes like a hunting hawk, firmly locking onto Bai Wuchang.
Bai Wuchang’s tall figure in white was strikingly conspicuous in the dark. Though his powerful aura remained unreleased, the cold, bone-chilling killing intent continuously shot from his narrowed eyes.
Gurgling sounds came from his throat, making Troy blink suspiciously; he appeared unable to speak. Behind him, Hei Wuchang made the same gurgling sound, as if they were communicating. Were they aliens? Unable to comprehend the alien language, Troy furiously swung his iron staff, sending a fierce gust towards the two still conversing.
With a deep growl from his throat, Bai Wuchang’s knees bent slightly before he sprang straight, launching a white shadow. His half-meter short sword became myriad sword shadows, and the killing intent didn’t focus on a single point but rather enveloped Troy. Without reaching the final moment, it was impossible to tell where the swift sword edge aimed.
The speed of the sword was breathtaking, and its exquisite technique was equally captivating. Troy’s iron staff was blocked and forced back, the numbing shock extending through his arm up to his shoulder.
Bai Wuchang was formidable, but for a madman like Troy, combat was not only such. Facing a strong opponent allowed him to unleash extraordinary power.
With a shout that shook the forest, Troy, like a raging beast, charged upward, shrouded in a thick aura of blood and madness. Brandishing his unwavering iron staff, he executed a series of palm imprints like the Shaolin Secret Thousand Buddha Hands, his sharp eyes piercing the darkness, firmly locking onto Bai Wuchang’s swiftly swinging sword shadows, ultimately intercepting the lethal sword aimed at piercing him.
Clang! The iron staff intercepted the lethal sword mid-air. Ignoring the instant numbing of his right arm, he quickly twisted his grip to seize the sword, gripping it tightly before it could shift upwards against his iron staff, promptly counterattacking Bai Wuchang with a piercing whistling sound. The iron staff clashed fiercely with the palm, drawing intricate and unpredictable paths like entangled threads, colliding repeatedly. At the same time, his unsupported legs kicked rapidly and incredibly, swiftly intercepting Bai Wuchang’s lightning-fast kicks.
In the darkness of Wu Yue’s forest, their aggressive speed remained unhindered by the lack of light. Both immersed in the atmosphere had locked firmly onto each other, making escape from either’s control impossible. The dull sounds of collisions and crisp clanging of metal amidst grunt-filled breath constantly resounded, and the intense battling and killing aura scared off any beasts tempted to investigate the night.
Thud! Bai Wuchang’s short sword finally struck Troy’s body; the sharp edge sliced Troy’s chest, drawing a hauntingly beautiful arc of blood.
This was the first spurt of blood since the battle began, and just as Bai Wuchang sliced through Troy’s chest, Troy’s iron staff also came crashing down on Bai Wuchang’s left arm like a boulder, resulting in a deep gash. Both let out an angry scream, and the intense collision escalated once more.
With his body wounded, Bai Wuchang emitted a sharp, piercing whistle. His already swift fighting form suddenly turned illusionary, transforming into eight afterimages that whirled around Troy. Like sword lights of falling snow, suddenly solidified, the eight sharp points aimed at Troy’s vital points: the forehead, the crown, the throat, and the heart.
Troy roared, spinning his iron staff with both hands, creating a storm of palm shadows in front of him. The seemingly slow but actually swift staff shadows accurately and hazardously intercepted Bai Wuchang’s sword lights. Although not able to completely block them, achieving this was enough to be proud.
Brute strength and speed were no longer sufficient for the battle; technique must be added to speed and strength, in other words, combat skills!
After completely blocking Bai Wuchang’s attack with a Tathagata’s Thousand Hands Technique, Troy did not pause at all. His palms suddenly transformed into claws, launching an assault similar to the Thousand Hands Technique. In the darkness of the night, it was as if hundreds of eyes enveloped Bai Wuchang.
If there were anyone else present now, they would be astonished and speechless by this unbelievable clash and collision.
Nobody knew when Troy had developed such an impressive fist technique. He had his iron staff strapped to his back, fighting Bai Wuchang at close range with his hands turned into claws.
This was a terrifying display of speed at its peak, a collision of world-class martial arts, something ordinary people could hardly witness, something they could never imagine seeing such a shocking spectacle.
While wielding the sword with his right hand, Bai Wuchang incredibly split his focus, circling his left fist around Troy’s claw attack, and relentlessly striking his body.
Troy, suddenly caught in a frenzy of attacks, found himself scrambling. Such ferocity was not unfamiliar to Troy, but he had never faced a situation where the entire body was attacking, and the whole body was a deadly weapon.
In just a fleeting moment of discomfort, six sword scars and three punches and a kick landed simultaneously on Troy, the powerful impact sending him crashing backward. He violently collided with the tree trunk behind, shaking leaves to the ground.
It’s unimaginable that those seemingly powerless fists and toes could deliver such terrifying impact upon hitting the body!
Securing the brief upper hand, Bai Wuchang pressed forward relentlessly.
With a sharp whistle, Bai Wuchang fearlessly closed in on Troy’s palms, almost pressing his body tightly against him. His upright posture became as soft as a python, coiling around Troy, transforming into afterimages that trapped him in place, while his short blade continuously left marks on Troy’s body.
For a moment, Troy, who always considered close combat his domain, was thrown into disarray by Bai Wuchang’s intimate fighting style. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to attack, but all his attacks were precisely intercepted. Such close-range assault and rapid body movements made Troy feel dizzy, his vision becoming briefly blurred.
Noticing the slight distraction in Troy’s eyes, Bai Wuchang’s gaze sharpened, his up-and-down movements suddenly paused miraculously, and the sharp sword in front of Troy unhesitatingly thrust down.
Troy’s heart throbbed suddenly, a piercing chill bringing clarity back to his previously dazed eyes, the reaction speed in this life-or-death situation reaching physical limits.
His hands swiftly blocked, while simultaneously sensing the cold below, Troy quickly lifted a leg to intercept. However, his movement was ultimately a step too slow. Not only did Bai Wuchang’s sword penetrate Troy’s left forearm, but the raised foot also swiftly struck Troy’s lower abdomen like a sudden thunderbolt.
Bam! With a dull crash, Troy was flung backward like a kite with a broken string, slamming into the trunks of two ancient trees before he barely managed to stop.
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