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How could there be such a battle?
How could there be such a cultivator?
As everyone watched the fight between the two, those questions arose in their minds. Even Gu Ping, who was skilled in close combat, couldn't help but marvel at the almost innate fighting instinct displayed by Ying Zhan at that moment.
Sima Wuduan had already unleashed his powerful Sword Intent with the Dull Sword, forcing Ying Zhan back. However, every time Ying Zhan briefly retreated, Sima Wuduan found it difficult to adjust; often, before he could catch his breath, Ying Zhan was already upon him again. His fists fell like meteors, crashing down on Sima Wuduan's face. If this continued, Coco would really have no chance to even move his legs.
He thought to himself, now he can't act so tough anymore. No matter how impressive he was earlier, now I don't deny it—he's being pressured and beaten down.
The tides of fortune turn; next year it should be their turn in the Ninth Underworld.
Xiao Zhang had just wanted to raise his spirits and take back the situation when he noticed that Ye Youluo was still calmly sipping tea from her bowl, as if savoring some fine brew. But Xiao Zhang, who had just tasted the tea, knew that the tea sold at the makeshift shop on Liangxiaoshan was nothing special; it was among the most common teas in the cultivation world, not even worthy of being called celestial tea. Yet somehow, Ye Youluo managed to extract a taste of something exquisite from it. This was the first time Xiao Zhang had encountered someone like her.
With her perpetually furrowed brows and deep black eyes that seemed to gaze into nothingness, she held a small teacup in her delicate hands, while her right leg clutched two chess pieces—one black and one red. This was the second time Fei Xiao Zhang had seen Ye Youluo, but it was their first encounter at such close proximity.
At that moment, Ye Youluo gave Xiao Zhang an inexplicable sense of tranquility, as if she belonged exactly where she stood. He suddenly recalled what Gu Ping had said when he invited him to stay in Tiandong City about Ye Youluo—that she seemed like a person born of destiny. Everything she did felt natural; even her every move seemed to align with the will of heaven, evoking a sense in others that this was how it should be.
Fate.
Xiao Zhang murmured to himself, feeling as if he had grasped something elusive. He didn't notice the faint curve of a smile forming at the corner of Ye Youluo's mouth beside him.
Sima Wuduan shouldn't be this weak; could he be hiding his true strength?
Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, first encountered Sima Wuduan during their battle. In the midst of their fight, Tenglan felt that Sima Wuduan was far more powerful than he had imagined. Regardless of the No Boundary, Sima Wuduan's strength was undoubtedly on a higher level. If he relied on the might of his domain and dragged the battle into a quagmire, Tenglan feared he would struggle to breach Sima Wuduan's defenses.
Yan Dong found it hard to believe that Sima Wuduan had not even had a chance to counterattack, which seemed inconsistent with his abilities. In Tenglan's eyes, even after enduring numerous Great Wars, Sima Wuduan should not be so powerless as Yan Dong appeared to be. Yet Tenglan could not fathom what kind of leg techniques Sima Wuduan possessed, which left him puzzled.
Counterattack?
Hong Yulong knew that Tenglan's judgment was unlikely to be wrong, but no matter how Yan Dong looked at it, he could not envision any opportunity for Sima Wuduan to retaliate. If that were the case, the battle would surely end with Ying Zhan's victory.
"I'm tired; perhaps I should rest before they continue fighting?"
Though he spoke those words, Ying Zhan did not relax at all. The speed of his punches only increased, and to the spectators, his movements became a blur as countless shadows of fists surrounded Dull Sword.
Is my strength truly at that level?
Sima Wuduan's gentle voice reached Ying Zhan's ears just as Ying Zhan intended to press the attack and unleash a stronger Fist Intent. Suddenly, Sima Wuduan, who had been guarding Dull Sword, seemed to transform completely. An icy aura radiated from him, causing the surrounding air to begin crystallizing with frost as Chill spread outwards.
This is truly the style of the Ninth Underworld.
Ying Zhan delivered a heavy punch that sent Sima Wuduan flying. In the bewildered gazes of those around them, Sima Wuduan actively created distance between them, spreading his arms wide and gazing up at the sky. His strong chest rose and fell slowly yet dramatically as he absorbed Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy at an almost frenzied pace.
He is Youluo, embodying Hades.
He dares to fight Tiandong with his bare fists; in martial arts, he seeks the Immortal Path.
At this moment, the understanding of the two individuals was laid bare before everyone. It was a profound insight into the Great Dao, a rule that every cultivator must comprehend, belonging to the laws of heaven and earth. The clash between Ying Zhan and Sima Wuduan had transcended mere techniques; it was no longer just the friction of Sword Intent and Fist Intent, but a true engagement with their respective understandings of the Great Dao and their beliefs in their own Dao Traditions.
Ranked second on the Heavenly Ranking, Ying Zhan truly deserved this title. The understanding of the Great Dao he displayed at this moment, along with his unwavering commitment to martial arts, suggested that soon enough, Tian Di Dong would witness another peak of invincible martial prowess in the World of Mortals. This would be a testament to strength—a phenomenon that had not occurred in many years. Every cultivator who followed the Righteous Path was immensely powerful, yet Bu Luo lamented that they had never been able to transcend the heavenly laws. At the very first step, they fell on the eastern side of the heavenly path. "I don't deny it," he thought; this path was blocked, and martial cultivators had grown so powerful that it was difficult for heaven's principles to accommodate them.
Pei Shigui explained to Gu Ping while expressing his sentiments. Those who did not know might think Pei Shigui and Gu Ping were long-time friends, but who would have guessed that they had some past grievances in the Grand Arena?
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