The thunderclouds permeating the air instantly shot out densely packed bolts of lightning, shocking the audience into gasps.
This kind of momentum, this kind of intensity.
Did it really come from a young person, from a Wuwang?
City Lord Han solemnly said: “The young sect master of Proud World Sacred Sect will surely become a leading figure among the younger generation of Xingyun Continent in the future.”
Just from those condensed lightning bolts, he gave an extremely high evaluation.
“Is that so?”
Jun Changxiao smiled.
Perhaps it was possible before, but there’s no future now.
Because his disciple could make him understand what psychological trauma meant.
“Buzz!”
As ten thousand lightning bolts fell, the space below suddenly trembled, and the enormous characters for Qian, Zhen, Kan, Gen, Kun, Xun, Li, and Dui appeared in eight areas.
“Whoosh—”
The eight characters rapidly rotated, and a smooth barrier lying flat suddenly appeared, likewise covering the entire martial platform!
This technique was called Reversing Heaven and Earth.
Back in Death Valley, Ye Xingchen had once used it to save Xiao Zuiji.
At that time he was merely a Wutu, performing it with extreme difficulty, but now having advanced to Wuwang, not only was he proficient in its use, he had gained an entirely new level of understanding.
For dealing with trash.
This kind of martial technique was enough.
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
The ten thousand lightning bolts bombarded down.
Strangely, this time they weren’t reflected back but instead merged into the barrier and disappeared.
“What’s happening?”
“It’s like a spatial storage device, putting all the lightning inside!”
“Incredible!”
Not to mention the astonished audience, even City Lord Han, a Wusheng, was seeing such a strange technique for the first time.
“How is this possible!”
Seeing his condensed lightning bolts all absorbed into the barrier, Ao Wushuang’s proud face showed disbelief!
“Swish!”
Ye Xingchen’s finger waved lightly.
“Whoosh!”
The smooth barrier that had been lying flat suddenly tilted.
Seeing the mirror surface facing him, Ao Wushuang’s heart instantly filled with an ominous premonition!
“Not good…”
Hiss hiss hiss—
Suddenly, from within the smooth barrier, sharp lightning bolts sprayed out, their power and momentum exactly the same as when they had fallen earlier.
“What a move—using the opponent’s methods against them.” Jun Changxiao smiled.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Explosions rang out continuously on the competition platform, one climax after another!
“…”
Warriors across the continent watching through the light screens saw that mass of gathering lightning, their expressions without exception frozen in stupor.
Taking all the lightning bolts released by someone else and absorbing them, then using them to counterattack—this was truly too unconventional!
…
Gradually.
The lightning bolts existing on the competition platform weakened, the sturdy stone slabs still remained, not affected in the slightest.
Only…
Ao Wushuang standing on them was covered in wounds, extremely bedraggled.
And the lightning bolts permeating his hair and that seemingly innate pride had both weakened considerably in the chaotic bombardment.
A piece of trash.
Had actually made him so bedraggled!
“Unforgivable, unforgivable!”
Ao Wushuang clenched both fists, the lightning wreathing his arms intensified again, and the thunderous power permeating his surroundings gradually condensed into a giant figure, like an inviolable Thunder God!
Hiss hiss hiss!
Lightning and space frantically collided, transmitting ear-piercing sounds, like war drums and horns sounding, thousands of horses galloping across battlefields!
“This is…”
City Lord Han exclaimed: “Thunder Sound Body!”
“Oh?”
Jun Changxiao said: “Is this physique very strong?”
“Very strong!”
City Lord Han solemnly said: “Xingyun Continent has countless physiques, the Thunder Sound Body can rank in the top ten!”
Jun Changxiao said: “How does it compare to the Sacred Flame Body?”
“Well…”
City Lord Han pondered briefly and said: “The Sacred Flame Body is the strongest fire-type physique. In terms of tier alone, the Thunder Sound Body is a bit inferior.”
“Then it’s very ordinary.” Jun Changxiao said.
City Lord Han was speechless.
A physique ranking in the top ten, yet he considered it very ordinary.
“Thunder Sound Body!”
“It’s the Thunder Sound Body!”
Powerful warriors knowledgeable about physiques also recognized it.
For a moment, the hearts of warriors throughout the venue stirred with tremendous waves, after all, this was one of the most supreme physiques on the continent!
Zhao Dazhuang, who had already been eliminated, saw Ao Wushuang activate his thunder body and said with burning eyes: “I really want to fight him!”
“Whoosh—”
On the competition platform, thunder power howled out, and that condensed giant figure was like a Thunder God walking out from a thunder pool.
“Trash!”
Ao Wushuang’s black hair danced wildly, his eyes bursting as he said: “Bear the wrath of the Thunder God…”
“Smack!”
Before he finished speaking, Ye Xingchen appeared before him, his palm covered in spiritual energy directly grasping his face, saying: “Don’t defile the word ‘god’.”
“Rumble!”
The entire competition platform suddenly shook!
Through the light screens one could see Ye Xingchen take a step forward, directly dragging Ao Wushuang’s face and viciously pressing it into the ground.
“Swish!”
“Boom!”
“Swish!”
“Boom!”
The young sect master of Proud World Sacred Sect had his face grabbed, lifted up again and again, pressed down again and again, the back of his head frantically and violently striking the stone slabs!
“Whoosh!”
The condensed giant raised both fists together, carrying the force of ten thousand tons as they bombarded down, but just as they were about to fall.
Ye Xingchen suddenly turned his head, his gaze cold as he said: “Scram.”
Buzz!
The entire space immediately rippled with waves, spreading outward with the competition platform as center.
The giant carrying power as it struck down came to an abrupt halt, then under everyone’s watchful eyes, shattered into nothingness.
The entire venue instantly fell silent.
Boom!
Boom!
Ao Wushuang’s head was still frantically striking the ground.
Su Xiaomo and the others standing in the distance immediately felt heartache—heartache for the stone slabs that kept taking the hits!
“What happened!”
“How did that condensed lightning giant directly crumble!”
Everyone came to their senses, their gazes showing astonishment.
City Lord Han’s brow furrowed tightly.
The instant Ye Xingchen spoke the word ‘scram’, he captured an extremely terrifying aura, unprecedented fear rising in his heart!
That feeling flashed by in an instant.
City Lord Han could never be certain exactly what kind of aura it was.
This was Wudi aura.
Although it only existed for an instant, it definitely wasn’t something the Wuwang level could resist!
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Ye Xingchen grabbed Ao Wushuang’s proud face and frantically struck it against the stone slabs, the latter instantly bombarded dizzy and disoriented, the spiritual energy gathering on his arms also gradually dissipating.
“Victory is decided.” City Lord Han said.
The young sect master of Proud World Sacred Sect had his physique broken, and now suffering frantic bombardment, he had essentially lost his combat ability.
Even so.
Ye Xingchen’s torture of this trash hadn’t ended.
After striking for a while, he grabbed the other’s hair with his other hand, viciously using his face to strike the stone slabs.
Sect Master Jun rubbing faces against stone slabs was merely a beautiful wish of the author and readers.
Ao Wushuang was now personally using his face to measure just how solid the stone slabs laid by dozens of formation masters really were!
Very solid.
After the stone slabs endured multiple impacts and friction, they only became stained with blood, showing no dents or cracks.
After about a while.
Ye Xingchen threw Ao Wushuang on the ground like a dead dog, his right foot stepping on his face as he said: “Answer me, who is the trash.”
“…” Everyone’s mouths twitched.
Someone tormented like this being able to speak would definitely be bizarre!
The young sect master of a second-rate Sacred Sect being abused so miserably under everyone’s gaze, now with a foot on his face—this was even crueler than killing him!
If it weren’t for the rules, Ao Wushuang would have long since become a corpse.
“Whoosh—”
Suddenly, terrifying air currents gathered in the firmament above the competition platform, then the entire space seemed to be viciously torn open by a giant hand.
“Night Emperor, so you’re still alive.”
A melodious voice suddenly rang in his ears.
Boom!
Ye Xingchen was struck as if by lightning, his entire person standing in place, then he raised his head, his eyes completely red as he looked toward the spatial rift.
“Ling Yao!”
These two words shouted in his heart made his fury reach its peak, veins bulging on his face, his entire person seemingly falling into absolute rage.
“Since you’ve been reborn, why not live a simple, peaceful life?”
The melodious voice transmitted again, but by the end it revealed endless killing intent.
“Whoosh—”
Suddenly, from within the torn space, a palm seemingly from beyond the heavens pressed down.
All living beings before this kind of power seemed to become incomparably insignificant!
Ye Xingchen’s pupils suddenly contracted, an intense aura of death instantly surging to his heart. He roared unwillingly in his mind: “Ling Yao, wait for this Emperor…”
Rumble—
Energy seemingly from beyond the heavens, carrying inviolable power, viciously pressed down on the competition platform, immediately raising billowing dust!