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The strike Raging Sword Roar was absolutely overwhelming. Compared to the same move executed by Peng Yue'er, Peng Cheng's Raging Sword Roar could only be described as earth-shattering. The Dark Blade long sword's Edge surged with power, darkening the skies and the earth as the energy roared down towards the ground, carrying an aura that seemed capable of tearing everything apart.
Ye Yang stood fearless, gazing up at the incoming energy of Raging Sword Roar. Suddenly, he raised his Breaking Flame Sword, urging the True Qi of the Fire God Fragment within him to transform continuously. A massive Void Pattern formed beneath his feet, with the azure Heaven and Earth Shield contrasting sharply against the golden glow of Raging Sword Roar.
"Swish!"
The Heaven and Earth Shield rose in response to his command, appearing at the tip of the Blade of the Breaking Flame Sword. The energy surged violently as Ye Yang poured nearly all his strength into countering the opponent's full-force strike.
Time seemed to freeze as the spectators below stared in astonishment. No one had expected such a high-level confrontation at this year's rookie competition. Although Ye Yang was merely a kid at Earth Level Five, his fierce moves were not at all inferior to those of Peng Cheng, who was at Earth Level Seven.
"Boom!"
The ground shook as the energy of Raging Sword Roar finally collided with the Heaven and Earth Shield, producing a thunderous roar. The area around the Fire God Altar seemed to be collapsing, and many low-level Retainers turned pale with fear; they had never witnessed such an intense clash of energy before.
A massive amount of flames gathered in the air, lingering for a long time.
Finally, after a moment, silence returned to the Dueling Platform.
"Uh! Zi Yu..."
Ye Nantian opened his mouth slightly, feeling as if his heart was being torn apart as he watched the scene unfold.
The Dueling Platform had been blasted to pieces. Amidst the ruins, Ye Yang knelt on one knee, one hand propping up his Breaking Flame Sword. His azure clothing was tattered from the energy impact, revealing patches of golden-toned, muscular flesh.
"Pfft..."
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. With his sword-like brows furrowed, he found it hard to believe that his opponent's strength had reached such heights. Even his strongest defense, derived from the Heaven and Earth Shield, had been unable to withstand the force of Raging Sword Roar. The gap between Earth Level Five and Earth Level Seven, two tiers apart, proved to be insurmountable. Even though he practiced the more profound and mysterious techniques of the Fire God Fragment and the Heaven and Earth Shield, it was all in vain.
In the air, a graceful figure floated down several meters in front of Ye Yang; it was Peng Cheng. Compared to Ye Yang's disheveled state, Peng Cheng appeared much more at ease. His eyes gleamed with intensity as he stared fiercely at Ye Yang and said angrily, "Kid, if your skills are exhausted, then prepare to die!"
Ye Yang propped himself up with the Sharp Sword and suddenly stood up. His clear eyes locked onto his opponent. Although he trembled and struggled to maintain his balance, he calmly replied, "Save your words until after you've killed me."
"Hmph!"
Peng Cheng snorted coldly, raising his long knife as the Fire God Power surged forth, preparing to unleash another fierce attack.
...
At that moment, a group of elegantly dressed individuals arrived outside the Fire God Altar Arena.
Immediately, Peng Feng stood up and personally went to greet them.
The announcing official shouted loudly several times—
"General Wang Dian of the Great Qin Empire, Governor of the Eastern Province has arrived!"
"Lord of Liang City, Lord Pang Jing has arrived!"
"Young Master of Liang City, Pang Nan, son of Pang Jing has arrived!"
...
Indeed, they were all distinguished guests; no wonder Peng Feng came out to welcome them personally.
On the stage, Peng Cheng frowned as he looked at the newcomer, temporarily halting his preparations.
Ye Yang's gaze was calm, but the Fire God Fragment True Qi within him surged violently, seizing every moment to recover his energy. At the same time, Qin Fang's voice echoed in his heart: "Zi Yu, if it really doesn't work out, don't force yourself. This Peng Cheng kid has extraordinary talent, and your training time is still short; this competition is simply unfair!"
Ye Yang replied lightly, "Grandpa Qin, you see it too. I have no way to retreat. The Ye Family has been humiliated to such an extent. If I show cowardice, who will cleanse the Ye Family's shame? All lives are equal. The Peng Family bullies others without regard for our shared roots; what kind of world is this? If the world truly turns upside down and evil prevails, I am willing to give my life to prove the truth!"
Qin Fang's voice trembled: "Good, good child..."
At the side of the stage, Zeng Xuan stood up, her delicate fists clenched. A faint Starlight Power swirled around her. After a moment, she sighed and sat back down, her beautiful eyes shimmering with light.
...
On the long steps, a martial artist ahead had his hand on the hilt of his sword, exuding an intimidating aura as he surveyed his surroundings. This person was none other than Wang Dian, one of the Imperial Generals, known for his deep cultivation and reputation across Qi, Chu, Wei, and Han.
Peng Feng stepped forward, bowed slightly in greeting, and smiled: "What brings General Wang here today?"
Wang Dian clasped his fists and smiled back: "Pang Zongzhu, how could I miss such a grand event from the Fire God Clan?"
Nearby, the city lord Pang Jing explained with a smile: "General Wang Dian is leading troops to suppress the rebels Chen Sheng and Wu Guang in Dazeyang. Passing through here, he heard that Young Master Peng Cheng, renowned for his 'Heroic National Talent,' would participate in today's competition. Thus, General Wang Dian came to observe the National Talent's prowess!"
Wang Dian said: "I hope I haven't missed the competition of National Talent."
Peng Feng shook his head repeatedly and laughed: "You arrived just in time! Peng Cheng is currently sparring with a clan member; they have yet to determine a victor. Please take a seat, General!"
"Good! Good!"
Wang Dian laughed heartily and sat in the position originally occupied by Peng Feng, with Pang Jing and Peng Feng seated on either side, maintaining an orderly hierarchy.
Looking up at the stage, two young men glared at each other. Peng Cheng appeared relaxed and elegant, while his opponent, the tattered Ye Yang, was not in disarray; in his hand, the Breaking Flame Sword glimmered faintly, and swirling flames surrounded him. His eyes were filled with defiance and anger.
Wang Dian pondered for a moment and said with a smile, "The National Talent seems to have reached the Earth Level Seven realm. His opponent, that kid, actually hasn’t been defeated instantly. What kind of person is he?"
Peng Feng respectfully replied, "Ye Yang, courtesy name Zi Yu, is a direct descendant of the Fire God Clan's Ye Family."
"Oh, I see..."
Wang Dian nodded and suddenly shouted in a deep voice, "National Talent and Ye Yang, your duel can begin now, until a winner is determined!"
...
Peng Cheng looked at Ye Yang and suddenly grinned savagely. "No one can save you; your time to die has come!"
Ye Yang coldly snorted. The Breaking Flame Sword ignited with flames as he entered battle mode.
"Die!"
Peng Cheng launched an attack abruptly, moving like a ghost as his Sharp Sword struck towards Ye Yang's waist with lightning speed. At the same time, his left fist gathered overwhelming flames and slammed toward Ye Yang's escape route, seemingly determined to cleave Ye Yang in half on the stage.
In an instant, fury ignited in Ye Yang's eyes. Unexpectedly, he did not evade; instead, he infused the Breaking Flame Sword with Fire God Fragment True Qi and formed a Heaven and Earth Shield with his left fist to meet Peng Cheng's punch.
Weapon collided with iron in an intense clash!
"Clang!"
In a moment of contact, Ye Yang stumbled back repeatedly, feeling the surge of blood and energy within him. His strength was simply on a different level compared to his opponent. Even with the Heaven and Earth Shield to absorb the impact, he still found it hard to bear.
On the other hand, Peng Cheng appeared quite different. Although he wasn't in disarray, his face was pale, coldly staring at his beloved weapon—the Dark Blade—on which a noticeable crack had already formed!
"How... how is this possible?" Peng Cheng exclaimed in disbelief, his gaze shifting to the Breaking Flame Sword in Ye Yang's hand. He shouted, "Is your sword... a Seventh-Rank Weapon?"
Ye Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and chuckled, "Did you figure it out?"
Peng Cheng suddenly let out a cold laugh: "This sword now belongs to me!"
"Oh really? Then come and take it!"
In an instant, Peng Cheng launched another fierce attack, wielding the Dark Blade and Ling Kong, unleashing a swift and fierce Raging Sword Roar!
"Hmph!"
The energy from the Heaven and Earth Shield appeared on the blade of the Breaking Flame Sword. Ye Yang saw it clearly; his body suddenly spun around, using the powerful spiral force to perfectly neutralize the overwhelming energy of the Raging Sword Roar!
The crowd below gasped in astonishment.
Wang Dian couldn't help but be moved: "That was a beautiful counter! What a clever kid..."
However, in the next moment, Ye Yang suddenly found himself unable to move. His sword-wielding right arm had been seized by a large hand resembling an iron claw. Unbeknownst to him, Peng Cheng had somehow already reached behind Ye Yang and grabbed his arm.
"Ha ha, I told you, this sword belongs to me!"
Peng Cheng laughed heartily as Dark Blade transformed into a flash of light, slashing towards Ye Yang's right arm. It was a vicious move, aiming to cripple Ye Yang while seizing the sword!
"Dream on!"
Ye Yang shouted fiercely, suddenly feeling his body sink as his knee slammed hard into Peng Cheng's chest. At the same time, he activated the essence of the Heaven and Earth Shield, slipping away like an eel.
Peng Cheng naturally would not let this happen; Dark Blade flew up and cut across Ye Yang's back.
"Thud!"
The Protective Aura was instantly torn apart, leaving a long gash on Ye Yang's back. Fortunately, it was just a flesh wound and did not injure his bones; otherwise, Ye Yang would have surely lost his ability to fight again.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Peng Cheng grinned maliciously: "You worthless fool, you actually managed to hurt me. It seems that Yue'er didn't lose unjustly!"
Ye Yang stopped the bleeding from his back wound and coldly stared at his opponent without saying a word. At this moment, Ye Yang understood clearly that every word he spoke consumed precious True Qi; there was no need to waste breath on Peng Cheng.
Peng Cheng chuckled and gathered his energy once more. Countless lights erupted from Dark Blade as he unleashed another Raging Sword Roar. While Peng Yue'er had nearly exhausted all her energy using Raging Sword Roar with her Earth Level Six strength, Peng Cheng seemed to execute it effortlessly.
However, an even more shocking scene unfolded. As Raging Sword Roar coalesced on Dark Blade, Peng Cheng raised his left arm, and a golden lion head energy halo appeared in his palm. He was actually gathering energy from two seventh-level Martial Arts Manuals simultaneously!
The crowd below was completely stunned.
Lord of Liang City Pang Jing maintained a calm expression, but inside he was tumultuous. He said solemnly, "What a National Talent! Truly deserving of being called an extraordinary genius!"
Wang Dian nodded and said, "To have such cultivation at not even thirty years old, Peng Cheng truly deserves the title of National Talent!"
Pang Jing smiled slightly and said, "This time, let's see how this kid Ye Yang can withstand it!"
Wang Dian sneered, "In my eyes, he is already a dead man."
Pang Jing: "..."
Not far away, Zeng Xuan glanced at Wang Dian and Pang Jing, snorting coldly in disdain.
...
On stage, Peng Cheng was proudly gathering his two Raging Sword Roars when suddenly he was struck in the chest by a powerful punch from Ye Yang. He never gave his opponents too much time to prepare; that was the rule of combat. Peng Cheng had spent too long accumulating two Raging Sword Roars, and that was his flaw!
"Poof!"
Peng Cheng spat out another mouthful of blood, a charred mark appearing on his chest. However, his Protective Aura remained intact; Ye Yang's attack lacked sufficient power!
Time was running out. If Ye Yang did not inflict serious damage on Peng Cheng within three seconds, he would surely fall victim to both of Peng Cheng's Raging Sword Roars!
With this in mind, Ye Yang unleashed his power without hesitation. The Breaking Flame Sword was engulfed in flames. In the next moment, Ye Yang opened his left hand, gathering his energy and shouted, "Void Cleaving Strike!"
"Boom!"
The sword energy crashed into Peng Cheng's chest, while a Barrier Wall formed behind him. The two completely different techniques collided, and Peng Cheng became the focal point of the impact!
"Poof..."
This time, Peng Cheng was finally heavily injured, blood gushing out, but he still maintained his formidable combat power. His eyes suddenly widened as he laughed heartily, "Ye Yang, die!"
In an instant, Ye Yang found himself unable to move; it was the Pressure released by his opponent!
Earth Level Seven, how terrifying!
At this moment, Ye Yang's aura was weak, easily locked down by the opponent's Pressure. If Ye Yang had been full of True Qi, the Pressure from Earth Level Seven might not have been effective against him. However, at this moment, it was enough to render Ye Yang completely immobile for up to three seconds!
Raging Sword Roar? Double!
Suddenly erupting, two waves of Raging Sword Roar's vast energy collided against Ye Yang's chest. How could such overwhelming force be something Ye Yang could withstand?
"Boom!"
Dust flew everywhere as Peng Cheng struck down fiercely, sending Ye Yang crashing into the ground.
"Swish!"
Pulling out the Breaking Flame Sword from the dirt and rubble, Peng Cheng stood arrogantly and laughed heartily, "This Seventh Rank Divine Weapon is mine now! Ha ha! Ye Yang, in front of me, you will always be a waste, a worthless piece of trash!"
...
Fire God Altar, a scene of silence.
It was not just one person who led the cheers; soon, the applause turned into a chorus!
“National Talent! Peng Cheng!”
“So strong, Peng Cheng, the pride of the Fire God Clan!”
“From today onwards, the Fire God Clan will stand tall in the Central Plains again, Peng Cheng is divine!”
Amidst the cheers, Ye Nantian suddenly stood up, but after taking a few steps, he was pushed back by a fierce wind. It was Peng Feng standing firmly in front of him, coldly saying, “Brother, what do you want to do?”
Ye Nantian's face turned ashen, veins bulging, and he shouted angrily, “Peng Cheng! That beast killed my son, that beast!”
“Dare you insult a National Talent?”
Peng Feng raised an eyebrow and suddenly pushed forward with his palm. Ye Nantian was forcefully pushed away and crashed back into his chair.
The members of the Ye Family could only glare at each other in anger, but no one dared to argue. At this moment, the Ye Family's status within the Fire God Clan had nearly dropped to its lowest point!
Wang Dian sneered, “So what? That kid may be exceptionally talented, but he still has to face the sword of a National Talent. Hmph, challenging Warring States warriors is clearly courting death!”
Pang Jing nodded respectfully, “What the general said is absolutely correct. Ye Yang is indeed like an ant trying to stop a chariot, utterly foolish.”
Peng Yue'er looked at the ruins on stage, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion. For a moment, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry, standing there in a daze.
In the arena, only one person remained calm: Zeng Xuan.
Zeng Xuan's expression was somber as his blood-red eyes stared in astonishment at the Dueling Platform. He murmured, "How is this possible? Ye Yang's aura hasn't disappeared; instead, it has grown even stronger. How can this be?"
In the ruins, Ye Yang was silent, his body nearly immobile.
Extreme anger and unwillingness overwhelmed him. The Fire God Fragment True Qi surged and swirled within him, causing his blood to nearly boil. Ye Yang cried out in pain, feeling a searing flame rush toward him from the darkness, burning every inch of his skin.
In the next moment, his Bloodline completely boiled over, and a powerful new force surged into his body!
...
Peng Cheng stood proudly on the platform, holding the Breaking Flame Sword high and laughing wildly, exuding an imposing aura.
However, at that moment, an unexpected change occurred!
"Smack!"
An arm climbed onto the stone slab of the Arena, and in the next instant, an astonishing scene unfolded—
Ye Yang!
Ye Yang was actually alive! Moreover, his entire demeanor had transformed; he looked cold and stern, his clothes tattered. The most shocking aspect was one of his arms!
The clothing on his right arm had been completely burned away, and the entire arm was enveloped in intense flames. Surrounding it were floating runes that glimmered with a mysterious light. These runes resembled the long-lost Oracle Bone Script but were not quite the same. The glowing runes surrounded Ye Yang, making him appear as if he were a celestial being descending from the heavens!
……
"This..." Wang Dian exclaimed in shock, "What is happening? The energy attribute within this kid seems to have completely transformed. How powerful..."
Pang Jing was equally astonished.
At this moment, anyone could sense how domineering and unparalleled Ye Yang's immense power was!
……
Opening his eyes, Ye Yang's gaze turned golden as he emotionlessly looked at Peng Cheng. His voice was deep, yet each word cut like a knife: "Peng Cheng, you will undoubtedly die today!"
"What?"
Although Peng Cheng was surprised, he laughed heartily, relying on the Breaking Flame Sword in his hand. "Ye Yang, no matter what kind of Martial Arts Manual you've cultivated to change the color of your eyes, you are still no match for me, hahaha..."
"Is that so?"
Ye Yang smiled lightly and suddenly increased his energy intensity dramatically. He shot straight towards Peng Cheng like lightning, raising his right arm and delivering a heavy punch!
"Bang!"
With a loud crash, Peng Cheng's left hand blocked Ye Yang's path with the Dark Blade. However, unexpectedly, the Dark Blade shattered under Ye Yang's punch with a crisp sound. Ye Yang's powerful fist heavily struck Peng Cheng's chest!
The air shattered, and the sound of ribs breaking echoed as Peng Cheng looked at his chest in disbelief. It had sunk deeply; he couldn't even withstand a single blow from his opponent!
Ye Yang roared and swung his right fist down with tremendous force!
"Boom!"
This time, Peng Cheng fell completely into the ground, his fate uncertain!
……
Looking at Ye Yang's blood-red arm on the stage, finally, the head of the Cao Family, Cao De, stood up and murmured, "Is this... could it be the awakening of the legendary Fire God Bloodline? Oh my..."
However, at that moment, Peng Feng, the leader of the Fire God Clan, vanished from his spot. In the next instant, he appeared on stage, his fists raised with a thunderous momentum aimed at Ye Yang's back!
"Bang!"
Ye Yang's mind went blank. Already battered and bruised, even after the awakening of his Bloodline, he could not withstand the full force strike from an Earth Level Nine expert and fainted.
Peng Feng lifted Ye Yang's body with one hand, standing tall on the Fire God Platform, and loudly declared, "Ye Clan Disciple Ye Yang has gone astray in his cultivation and has turned into a demon!"
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