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Yin Yang Demon Suppression
A strong surge of energy scattered all the Flying Swords, each one seemingly losing its spirit and about to fall, but was retrieved by the Immoral Taoist who reached out and called them back into the sword box. His expression was not good; he no longer wore a smile and his face was serious.
Jin Yun twisted his neck, producing a cracking sound, his expression one of enjoyment and ecstasy. This power was immense, so powerful that it was intoxicating, as if a single punch could shatter a mountain and a kick could slay a dragon!
"What’s wrong? Is this your power? Too weak!" he exclaimed in a condescending tone, looking down at the two.
"This bastard is definitely mocking us! Eight Gates of Yalu!" the Unethical Fatty said, watching Jin Yun's arrogant demeanor, wishing he could kick him.
Although Jin Yun couldn't understand what the Fatty was saying, he clearly understood the phrase "Eight Gates of Yalu." His eyes turned cold, and he sneered.
"You fought well just now; now it's time to taste my power!"
With that, Jin Yun leaned forward and pushed off with his right foot, creating a sonic boom that propelled him forward at an incredible speed. How fast was it? It was like the high-speed movement seen in Dragon Ball; one moment he was far away, and the next he appeared right in front of them, leaving behind only a fading shadow.
"Heart!" Ye Mingshang shouted as he pushed the Fatty aside.
"Bang!"
The clash of fists and feet produced an explosive sound, and the tremendous force created a sonic boom that stirred up fierce winds.
"Hey hey hey!!!" On the other side, the Fatty was suddenly pushed away by Ye Mingshang and fell directly from the Flying Sword, soon being battered by the gusts of wind that made it hard for him to open his eyes.
"Boom!" A heavy object hit the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Ouch! My waist! My iron-clad waist of eternal youth! Ouch!" The Fat Taoist had taken quite a fall; being heavy and suddenly dropping from such a height was no small matter.
Ye Mingshang had no time to worry about the fat guy; he knew that the fat guy would be fine. The real challenge was the Japanese Soldier in front of him, who had a penchant for running around naked.
"Oh~ you were able to take a hit at thirty percent of my strength, you're not bad~" He had originally been quite disappointed with the fat guy's strength and had wanted to test his newly acquired power. Believing his opponent was weak, he had only used fifty percent of his strength. (What? Weren't you at thirty percent? Come on, can’t someone show off a little? Does three minutes mean you can't last half an hour?)
He had thought that he could easily kick his opponent away, but unexpectedly, this calm young man was able to see through his attack and block it. This brought him some joy, thinking he could play around a bit longer. Of course, he didn't believe he would lose to Ye Mingshang, especially since he was in the phase of power expansion after just gaining new abilities.
As for Ye Mingshang, he had already noticed the stance the other person took earlier. He couldn't actually see his opponent's speed; he managed to block it purely based on years of combat experience. Just now, he suddenly sensed a presence on his right side and instinctively pushed the fat guy aside to block the attack. Given the fat guy's appearance, it was clear he specialized in magic and didn't know any martial arts; his physique didn't reflect someone who trained physically. Therefore, fighting against such an opponent meant that the fat guy should not engage in close combat; he was best suited for long-range interference.
Ye Mingshang's right arm tensed up, muscles bulging as if they were about to tear through his clothing. It was hard to imagine that someone who looked relatively frail could unleash such strong muscles!
"You’re not bad either, bastard!" Although he didn’t understand Japanese, it seemed like he grasped what was being said.
"Then show me your full strength; don’t disappoint me~" A smirk appeared on his lips as he lightly taunted. As soon as he finished speaking, another punch came flying in.
"Bang!" Ye Mingshang suddenly felt a dangerous aura coming from his left side. His pupils contracted as he quickly raised his left arm; just as he finished bracing himself, a powerful force struck him, causing his arm to go numb.
"Damn it, how can this Japanese have such strength? If only Dunkong were here." Strength was never Ye Mingshang's strong suit; he was balanced in all aspects. Compared to ordinary opponents, he could easily crush them since he had no weaknesses or shortcomings due to his balanced development. However, what he disliked most were opponents who were particularly strong in one aspect, especially those who focused on physical strength. Such opponents might lack magic but possessed strong offensive and defensive capabilities and had high immunity against spells.
In other words, the best way to deal with such enemies was to use the strongest attack to break through their defenses in one go and eliminate them with lightning speed. But how difficult that task was should be clear to everyone.
"Bang bang bang!"
The sound of air bursting echoed like cannon fire, causing pain in people's eardrums. The spectators from afar, including Joan and others, were stunned, their mouths agape in astonishment.
"Is this really the kind of power a human should have?!"
"This Fellow can actually fight that demon in close combat?!"
"Brother Ye... so strong!"
Seeing such a shocking scene that could only be found in movies for the first time left everyone in awe. Lin the Old Man couldn't help but wonder if humans could really be this strong. He had felt this way when Joan first witnessed Ye Mingshang and Flying Zombie Nie Jin engage in hand-to-hand combat, where he was truly amazed by Ye Mingshang. After several battles, he had firmly imprinted in his mind that Ye Mingshang was indeed the strongest.
At this moment, he was also shocked, but his astonishment was different from that of Scarface. Scarface was astonished that Ye Mingshang could fight **** without falling behind. In contrast, Joan was shocked that the naked Japanese Devils could actually match his master, who was like a god? When did skilled fighters become so common?!
Compared to them in the distance, Fat Taoist, who was on the battlefield below, felt it even more deeply. The sounds of Breaking Sound rang in his ears, making him cover his ears in discomfort, while the gusts of wind were so strong that he couldn't open his eyes. He barely managed to shield himself with his arms to see the battle unfolding.
He saw Ye Mingshang suspended in mid-air, continuously executing various movements. With each movement, a series of Breaking Sound echoed, and ****'s figure only appeared momentarily with each attack.
"How can he fly?!" Compared to the terrifying battle, Unprincipled was more shocked by the fact that Ye Mingshang was hovering in the air. It should be noted that previously, only those who attained the Human Immortal Rank could achieve Flying! Could it be that Ye Mingshang had already become an immortal?!
The fat man strained to observe the battle scene and finally discovered the secret behind Ye Mingshang's ‘Flying!’
The secret lay in Ye Mingshang's shoes. Specifically, there was a hole at the heel of his specially made shoes. Normally, it was sealed like an ordinary shoe. However, at this moment, it was open, and a marble about the size of a fingertip occasionally fell out.
Every time a Marble dropped out, Ye Mingshang would cast a spell to make it explode, using the force of the explosion to achieve temporary levitation. Because the explosive force wasn't very strong and occurred at a distance, it was difficult to see these details clearly. Of course, the fat man couldn't discern this; he only thought there was something wrong with Ye Mingshang's shoes.
"So that's how it is; he's truly a terrifying Fellow!” After figuring out the truth, the fat man couldn't help but grin because while this method of temporary ‘Flying’ seemed simple, executing it was incredibly difficult. It required excellent control, multitasking abilities, and impressive lightness skills. Otherwise, how could such little explosive force support a body weighing over a hundred pounds?
"Ah!" Ye Mingshang cried out in pain.
After holding on for so long, Ye Mingshang finally couldn't endure any longer and was knocked down by a kick from Jin Yun.
"Boom!" A loud explosion echoed.
Ye Mingshang did not fall as awkwardly as the fat guy; although he was knocked down, he managed to perform a few rotations in mid-air, using centrifugal force to lessen the impact. He also increased the output of his Marble soles, creating a stronger explosion that reduced his falling speed.
"Thud!" Ye Mingshang landed lightly on the ground and stabilized himself in a half-squat position.
The fat guy internally screamed, "Why am I in free fall while he lands so lightly?" He then glanced at Ye Mingshang's undamaged shoes and thought to himself, "These shoes are really good quality; they held up even after that explosion. I need to get a pair too. Yes, that's settled."
"Cough cough!" Ye Mingshang's expression was not good. Just as he steadied himself, he coughed twice and spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered on the ground and dripped from the corner of his mouth.
Unless one experienced it firsthand, no one could truly understand the immense pressure Ye Mingshang had endured. The force was terrifying; although he managed to block each strike, it took a toll on him. His limbs were still numb, and his chest and abdomen hurt significantly, indicating possible internal injuries.
"Buddy, are you okay?!" The fat guy was startled to see Ye Mingshang spitting blood and hurried over.
After catching his breath, Ye Mingshang slowly stood up. He shook his head and looked seriously at Jin Yun, who was floating in the air with an arrogant expression.
"This Fellow's physical strength is too formidable; I doubt I can handle him alone. You need to help me."
"Come on, big brother. This Fellow is so terrifying that I can barely keep my eyes open from the shockwaves of your battle! How can I help you?!" The fat guy immediately became reluctant. It was one thing to think of himself as strong, but he knew better than to compare himself with this Japanese Kid. He feared that with just one punch, he'd be sent down to drink with the Ox-Head and Horse-Face.
"I'm not asking you to confront him head-on; I just need you to assist me from a distance with your sword techniques and look for an opportunity to unleash a powerful attack to take him down. This Fellow has tough skin and can withstand most attacks; your sword is sharp and powerful—you're the only one who can handle this." Ye Mingshang kept an eye on the situation while persuading Unprincipled.
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