Chapter 202

203. Chapter 203: Fist and Sword

The battle between Yang Yang Yi Long and Li Yi had officially begun. At this moment, no one intervened because they truly could not intervene in such a battle. Even Zhao Zhao Lingfu, who was in the Spirit Perception realm, could not stop it, let alone the others. Although Lin Yue wanted to help, she was intercepted by Qin Qing. With the will but lacking the power, she could only watch the two fight.

However, the strength Li Yi erupted with at this moment exceeded everyone's expectations.

An Inspiration Realm cultivator was actually pressing Yang Yang Yi Long, who was in the Spirit Perception realm. If this situation were to spread, it would likely shock the entire cultivation circle of Tianchang City.

Boom!

Suddenly, the collision of power appeared again. The residual power generated by this encounter far exceeded the previous one. The terrifying energy and fist aura scattered, and the surrounding ground seemed to have been bombed. The hard road surface instantly cracked, and ferocious fissures like spider webs spread out continuously with the two as the center.

Moreover, the wind blowing made people feel their skin ache, as if being cut by knives.

This no longer looked like a fight between those in the Spirit Perception realm. The strength of the two seemed to have crossed a certain threshold, broken a certain boundary, and exceeded the normal scope.

Soon.

The two's fight briefly determined the winner.

A slender figure flew backward instantly, then flipped several times in mid-air, and finally landed steadily on the ground. However, the residual force acting on his body still made him unable to stop sliding backward, and he finally stopped after retreating more than ten meters.

"Puff!"

Yang Yang Yi Long felt a sweetness at the corner of his mouth, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out. One of his arms was covered in bloodstains, and his palm was deformed; it seemed to be fractured, and a clear fist imprint was left on it.

This fist imprint was like a slap on his face, making him feel a burning pain.

Clearly, his physical fitness was stronger than Li Yi's, yet he was the one left with scars.

"What?"

Facing such a result, Qin Qing was also stunned.

In the second encounter, Yang Yang Yi Long was actually forced back again? And he was injured and bleeding.

"Yang Yang Yi Long, your fist techniques were taught by me. You want to win against me in fist techniques? Do you think it's possible?"

At this moment, Li Yi stood with clenched fists, Gang Qi raging around his body. His whole person was like an awakened tiger, shaking one's soul.

"What a fierce fist."

Yang Yang Yi Long wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Fist techniques and the cultivation methods of another world are a set system, which is why your fist is so powerful. This time you really did turn the tables and become a threat. I really should have listened to my uncle Yang Ye's words; I should have found an opportunity to eliminate you back then. Now you've become a major threat."

At this moment, he felt some regret and also understood his uncle Yang Ye's approach.

Either don't do it, or do it thoroughly.

He was really hit by what that wanderer Wei Bin said; he didn't do it thoroughly enough.

However, it wasn't too late to make up for this mistake now.

"Although my attainments in fist techniques are not as good as yours, I know more than just fist techniques. In a life-and-death struggle, I won't hold back. You'd better be careful and don't die too quickly."

Yang Yang Yi Long stood up slowly, and the energy around his body began to gather. His intact right arm actually began to emit light at this moment.

"Li Yi, don't give him a chance to condense the sword!" Lin Yue's pupils shrank when she saw this scene, and she shouted immediately.

However, before her words could even leave her mouth, Li Yi had already disappeared from where he was. He would not give Yang Yang Yi Long a chance to adjust.

The wild wind rolled back, his tall body pressed over, his slit pupils glowed, killing intent boiled, blood-colored fist aura erupted, and another killing move was unleashed instantly.

Yang Yang Yi Long's expression changed slightly. Under the warning of his spiritual sense, he hurriedly retreated.

Li Yi's fist was too fierce.

Moreover, punch after punch, he didn't let up once he gained the momentum, giving no chance to breathe. Fighting such a person, even if the strength is equal, once suppressed by his fist momentum, it still makes one unable to breathe.

At this moment, he no longer chose to fight head-on, but relied on the advantage of the Spirit Perception realm to discover the crisis in advance and dodge ahead of time.

The air exploded, and the fist aura scattered.

This punch missed.

After dodging this strike, Yang Yang Yi Long stood where he was. At the same time, on his arm, a precious sword condensed from his own energy appeared in everyone's sight. This sword was brilliant and sharp; just shaking it casually seemed to tear the air, leaving sword marks in mid-air. If one were struck by such a sword, let alone a cultivator's body, even an extraordinary creature would be cut in two.

And relying on this indestructible precious sword, Yang Yang Yi Long was enough to dominate the cultivation circle of Tianchang City; no one dared to underestimate him.

"Li Yi is doomed; Yang Yang Yi Long's sword is out." At this moment, Qin Qing breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and then regained her previous confidence.

As long as Yang Yang Yi Long's sword is out, then he has a complete advantage.

Unless Li Yi could drag it out until Yang Yang Yi Long's Guidance Art reached its limit, causing the precious sword to disappear, but this was impossible. She had watched the previous encounter; although the strength Li Yi erupted with was also very strong, it was not strong enough to completely crush Yang Yang Yi Long. Otherwise, those two punches just now should have decided the outcome and determined life and death.

However, when Lin Yue heard Qin Qing say this, her anger flared up instantly: "Qin Qing, you'd better take care of yourself first."

She could no longer endure it, and also threw a punch, heading straight for Qin Qing.

Qin Qing's spiritual sense perceived it in advance, her expression shifted, and she immediately dodged: "Lin Yue, you..."

"What about me? Are we that familiar? Since it's come to this, let's decide the winner between us. After defeating you, I will go to support Li Yi. Otherwise, being dragged by you like this and watching Li Yi fight alone, I can't do it." Lin Yue could not tolerate Qin Qing's actions. At this moment, she also made a choice.

Therefore, Lin Yue attacked without hesitation.

Qin Qing's expression changed slightly. She understood Lin Yue's urgency, but she would not let Lin Yue go to help Li Yi. Otherwise, if the two joined forces, an accident might really happen.

"Sorry, Lin Yue."

Qin Qing took a deep breath, her cyan slit pupils locked onto Lin Yue, and then her figure moved, meeting the attack at an extremely fast speed.

These two Spirit Perception experts also fought together. Under the collision of fists and feet, fist energy actually exploded.

Yang Yang Yi Long glanced in the direction of the two. He knew that Qin Qing and Lin Yue could not decide the winner in a short time. The result of this battle depended on his side.

"Haha..."

However, at this moment, Li Yi suddenly let out a burst of laughter. There was a bit of contempt in his laughter, and also a bit of the joy of clearing away the haze.

"What are you laughing at?" Yang Yang Yi Long's slit pupils glowed at this moment. He strode over, the precious sword in his hand leaving sword marks in mid-air. Just this aura made one's spiritual sense warn them.

"I'm laughing that you are nothing more than this. You didn't even dare to catch the third punch. You are even more timid than I imagined."

Li Yi laughed loudly.

This Yang Yang Yi Long's mindset was too poor, far worse than the martial artists of the Four Seas and Bazhou. The martial artists of the Four Seas and Bazhou, even knowing they were no match, still dared to desperately catch the opponent's punch, especially his master Zhao Ge, who, facing an enemy, would not retreat even half a step even if he couldn't win.

Because once you retreat, you lose your momentum.

He had traveled through the Four Seas and Bazhou, and what he felt most deeply was that spirit of the martial artist.

Although sometimes those martial artists were stupid enough to challenge a sniper rifle one-on-one, their courage made him admire them.

Yang Yang Yi Long's face darkened at this moment. In his view, he was just playing to his strengths and avoiding weaknesses just now. How did it become him being timid and afraid of death in Li Yi's mouth?

"You think I'm afraid of you? Alright then, I'd like to see how many times you dare to catch my sword."

After saying this, he let out a roar, and his whole person erupted instantly, like a violent extraordinary creature, pouncing on Li Yi. The precious sword condensed from energy in his hand slashed out instantly, intending to kill him with one sword, not giving Li Yi any chance to breathe.

Li Yi's spiritual sense warned him frantically at this moment.

However, he was not afraid at all. At this moment, he was even more prepared to respond. He used his Guidance Art, and the energy within his body condensed along with his fist energy. At this moment, his Qi and blood and the energy within his body shone together, forming a blood light. This blood light left his body by a few inches, wrapping around his arm, looking extraordinary.

"Come."

Li Yi shouted suddenly, and such a punch smashed out again, meeting the deadly long sword.

The sharp precious sword seemed to have slashed onto a heavy shield at this moment. The previous situation of being invincible and cutting everything in two did not appear; instead, it got stuck on Li Yi's fist and stopped on the surface of his skin, making it difficult to continue forward.

The collision between energy and the friction of the Qi and blood fist aura.

Bursts of ear-piercing sounds were emitted, but all of this could not cover up Yang Yang Yi Long's shocked voice.

"Are you kidding me? How is this possible?"

This Li Yi actually blocked his sword. The sword that could even cut extraordinary creatures was actually blocked.

"There's nothing impossible. Your sword is nothing more than this."

Li Yi roared at this moment. However, although he said so, he felt a stinging pain in his fist. Yang Yang Yi Long's sword was constantly digging into his flesh, as if it wanted to cut off his entire arm.

Once the fist momentum failed, he would be finished.

He must not stalemate.

Taking advantage of the fact that the fist momentum had not yet faded, he immediately withdrew his fist, and at the same time, another punch blasted out again. This punch was also the Guidance Art accompanied by the eruption of fist aura, forcing the opponent to engage in a fierce battle with him.

Facing the second punch.

Yang Yang Yi Long did not dare to be careless. His pupils narrowed suddenly, and he hurriedly withdrew his arm, slashing the precious sword down again.

Hum!

The fist aura and the precious sword collided, splashing out energy and Gang Qi.

But this sword was still fierce, instantly tearing through Li Yi's energy Gang Qi. If it weren't for the fist energy penetrating his body and leaking out, blocking the sword's penetration, he would have been defeated instantly.

But since he could block it, Li Yi, this martial artist, would not retreat.

Waving his fist again, the killing move of the Mountain-Shaking Fist was unleashed, and energy, fist aura, and fist energy all erupted.

"Kill!"

Li Yi roared, the martial artist's temperament erupted, and the Qi and blood that seemed to be ignited all over his body surged. Every punch carried peak combat power as it blasted toward Yang Yang Yi Long.

Feeling the power of Li Yi's fist energy, Yang Yang Yi Long's instinct in the Spirit Perception realm told him that if he took a punch, he would definitely be in a miserable state; even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

In order to block such a punch, Yang Yang Yi Long was forced into Li Yi's rhythm. He swung his sword to slash; as long as he hit the opponent's fist, Li Yi would have to withdraw his fist to defend, not daring to stalemate at all, unless he didn't want his arm anymore.

It can be said that Li Yi was dancing on the tip of a knife while waving his fists at this moment; a slight carelessness would result in his arm being cut off.

However, reality was not so; his arm was still there, and he was also constantly waving his fists.

Yang Yang Yi Long's slit pupils were blood-red, his black hair danced, and he didn't know how many times he had slashed with the precious sword condensed in his hand.

Sometimes Yang Yang Yi Long wanted to risk a serious injury to cut off Li Yi's head with one sword, but he was pressed by Li Yi's punch, repelling the sword light. Sometimes Li Yi wanted to use a killing move to seriously injure Yang Yang Yi Long with one punch, but he was forced back by Yang Yang Yi Long's sword.

The two fought at close quarters, extremely crazy, both tempering each other, looking for opportunities, and refusing to retreat even half a step.

No, it wasn't that they refused to retreat, but that they had no way to retreat.

Whoever retreats first will undoubtedly lose.

Li Yi waved his fists like shadows, and the thunderous fist energy followed one after another. Yang Yang Yi Long also swung his sword continuously, and the sword marks tore the surrounding air to pieces.

The buildings around the two were even more unlucky; just the overflowing energy and Gang Qi easily tore through the reinforced concrete...

At this moment, it didn't look like two cultivators fighting at all, but like two extraordinary creatures fighting for life and death.