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Ye Yang stood firm, the fiery energy around him gradually dissipating. He slowly relaxed his fist, and the golden light in his eyes slowly faded as well. The atmosphere around them instantly returned to calm. The sudden burst of energy from a Starry Sky Tier Four Expert was indeed shocking, causing even Zhang Tianhe and Zhao Yun, among the Starry Sky Warriors, to tremble in their hearts.
“Peng Cheng, that kid is still alive…”
Ye Yang gritted his teeth and said, “He injured my Second Uncle Ye Beichi and colluded with Fire Plow to kill my father. I must settle this score with him!”
Zhang Tianhe nodded, holding his Warhammer and said, “That’s right, we must make Peng Cheng pay for this. However, Zi Yu, you need to think carefully. This is Yan Country, not our Qi State. Killing Peng Cheng here would involve many others; there are quite a few Starry Sky Experts hidden around. If you truly want to kill Peng Cheng, you must challenge him as a participant and wait until after his battle with Han Xin before stepping onto the stage.”
Wang Lie looked at the stage and said, “Although Han Xin may not look impressive, he is a Starry Sky Expert. You cannot judge a book by its cover. Peng Cheng was once a Heroic National Talent but has been in decline since his crushing defeat at the hands of Lord Ziyu. Even if he appears now, he may not be able to defeat Han Xin!”
Ye Yang shook his head and replied, “Han Xin has just entered the Stellar Realm and does not yet have a firm grasp on Starlight Power. Peng Cheng is different; I can clearly sense that Peng Cheng's Fire God Power is very pure. This is the result of deep refinement through Starlight Power, which aligns with my True Qi.”
“So you’re saying Han Xin will lose?”
“At least, his chances of winning are not very high.”
…
At that moment, on stage, Han Xin brandished his Sharp Sword and pointed at Peng Cheng, saying, “Asura Hall? I have long heard that a group of ruthless individuals resides in Asura Hall. I didn’t expect you to dare appear in the Vast World. Hmph, let me experience your abilities!”
Peng Cheng raised one hand lightly with a contemptuous smile on his face. Flames danced between his palms; clearly, he had reached a certain level of understanding regarding the Flame Principle. The tongues of fire surged and quickly coalesced into an intangible flame Sharp Sword that pointed towards Han Xin. Peng Cheng laughed and said, “I am from Liang City. After leaving the Fire God Clan, I studied under a renowned master in Asura Hall and devoted myself to cultivation. My strength has greatly increased now; this General of Yan position will be mine!”
Han Xin’s gaze was sharp: “Then come at me!”
Peng Cheng laughed heartily and suddenly lunged forward like a hawk swooping down on its prey. His flaming sword emitted countless sword energies that rained down upon Han Xin in dense waves, making it impossible to discern which strike was real and which was false. Just this simple move showcased how rapidly Peng Cheng had improved.
“Rustling…”
Han Xin stepped on the shattered stones that exploded from the stage, moving with precise footwork as he wielded his Iron Sword Ling Kong into a defensive stance that blocked Peng Cheng’s series of attacks flawlessly. He retreated several steps on one foot before suddenly unleashing a brilliant light from his Iron Sword; a beam of sword light shot towards Peng Cheng. This attack embodied the essence of military strategy—striking after the opponent—and caught Peng Cheng off guard as well.
"Clang!"
Sparks flew as a fiery red steel sword appeared in Peng Cheng's hand. With a sly grin, he launched another attack, sweeping the long sword across, unleashing a Rainbow Light Edge.
Han Xin quickly leaped into the air, his Ling Kong soaring, as the overwhelming strike descended from above!
"Bang!"
Peng Cheng casually swung his sword, forcing Han Xin to retreat repeatedly. In this exchange, Han Xin's Martial Arts Manual was undeniably exquisite, but his True Qi strength fell short compared to his opponent. He was merely at the initial stage of Starry Sky Level, while Peng Cheng had already reached the peak of Starry Sky Level, making them incomparable.
...
Wang Lie smirked and said, "Peng Cheng used to be so close to Peng Yue'er but never managed to take advantage of her. This shows he doesn't have much interest in women. However, he came to Yan State for the Sword Seizing Tournament, which indicates he is interested in the Lingxi Sword and the General position. Tsk tsk, what use does a scion of a noble family have for the General of Yan position?"
Ye Yang's gaze turned cold as he replied with a smile, "It's simple. I defeated Peng Cheng in the past and forced him to leave Liang City. Now that he knows the Liang City army has occupied large territories in Qi State, his visit to Yan State is merely for that General position. Once he holds significant military power, he will use Yan State's forces to attack our Qi State!"
Wang Lie couldn't help but gasp in shock. "This is bad! We have been fighting continuously, our soldiers are exhausted, and the people in Qi State are struggling to survive. We are currently recuperating, and our Soldiers have suffered heavy casualties. The entire Qi State can only muster about 120,000 regular troops. However, Yan State has not faced battles for a long time; their troops are well-trained and well-supplied. It is said that Yan State can mobilize 200,000 troops. Such overwhelming military strength would leave us severely wounded even if we manage to resist."
Ye Yang nodded. "Exactly. Therefore, we cannot afford to let war break out between Yan State and Qi State; otherwise, it would lead to devastation for our people. We would surely be swallowed by neighboring countries, especially Song Yi of the Chu Army, who has long been eyeing us. I've heard he often considers sweeping through all of Qi State with his army; it's just that Xiang Liang has been doing everything possible to stop him."
Zhang Tianhe said solemnly, "So it seems we have no other choice. As long as that brat Peng Cheng defeats Han Xin, we will immediately go up and take him down!"
As he spoke, Zhang Tianhe rubbed his fists together and chuckled, "I've been so bored I'm about to go crazy; practicing against Peng Cheng wouldn't be too bad!"
Ye Yang smiled lightly. "Hold on a bit; Peng Cheng is mine—no one else can take him!"
"Hahaha..."
At that moment, the battle on stage was already extremely intense. Peng Cheng struck repeatedly, forcing Han Xin to retreat continuously with his refined steel sword. Finally, with a clang, Han Xin's Iron Sword was knocked away, and he himself was sent staggering backward, his body hanging at the edge of the high platform.
"Down you go!" Peng Cheng laughed disdainfully, releasing his grip, which sent Han Xin tumbling off the stage.
"Whoosh!"
A shadow darted past just as Han Xin was about to hit the ground, suddenly lifting him back onto the platform!
"Thud..."
Han Xin landed awkwardly at the edge of the stage, while Peng Cheng looked on in astonishment. He realized that the one who had saved Han Xin was a general clad in blood-red armor, wielding a broadsword that flickered with flames. With an arrogant expression, he looked at Peng Cheng and said with a sneer, "Kid, do you really think you can seize the position of General?"
"Who are you?" Peng Cheng shouted.
The newcomer laughed heartily, thumping his chest and declaring, "I am Wei Kingdom's bestowed Prime Minister and General, Peng Yue!"
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