[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-high-martial-arts-across-two-worlds":3,"chapter-high-martial-arts-across-two-worlds-high-martial-arts-across-two-worlds-chapter-156":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","High Martial Arts Across Two Worlds",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2361127,4616,"Chapter 156: Sense of Crisis?","high-martial-arts-across-two-worlds-chapter-156",156,"\u003Cp>Over there, the spectators continued to discuss and envy Ouyang Lie’s genius talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, some of Lietian Gang’s members mocked the remaining twenty or thirty members of Zhanlang Gang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Dahu was among them, raising his middle finger to sneer: “A bunch of trash—Cang Luo is trash, and so are you. How dare you challenge Lietian Gang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re asking for death!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait—once our boss recovers, that’s when Cang Luo the trash dies, and so do you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Dahu spat, then sneered again: “Right now, whoever shouts three times ‘Cang Luo is trash, Cang Luo is bastard’—we’ll spare his life and let him escape the gang’s massacre.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha, how’s that deal? Shout it now, or once our boss kills Cang Luo, it’ll be too late.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Dahu’s mockery drew laughter from the surrounding crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among those laughing were some who had left Zhanlang Gang last night—they now felt immense relief at having made the right choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thank heaven we left Zhanlang Gang in time—otherwise we’d have been killed by Cang Luo!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with Chen Dahu’s taunts, most of Zhanlang Gang’s members dared not speak out, some even looked panicked—no one fears death less, and everyone could see the situation was dire for Cang Luo, with near-zero chance of victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Cang Luo dies, we die with him!?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last night, Cang Luo swore he had a trump card to defeat Ouyang Lie—he could win!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>True, at first he unleashed the mutated Fire-Devouring Wolf to create mist, blinding Ouyang Lie; with his own strength plus the mutated beast, two-on-one—that had real potential to win.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no one expected Ouyang Lie to be so strong—he smashed the mist apart with a single punch, completely nullifying the boss’s mist-based attrition tactic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only was the tactic broken, his left arm was shattered by Ouyang Lie’s punch, and now he’s hiding in the mist, too scared to show himself...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Zhanlang Gang’s members felt deep unease, and disappointment in Cang Luo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Fuhai saw their expressions and immediately declared firmly: “Brothers, don’t listen to Chen Dahu’s nonsense—the duel isn’t over. Our boss will win.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Feng remained calm: “Our boss is injured, but he hasn’t shown a single sign of despair—he still has confidence. Even if he looked desperate, it’s just to make Ouyang Lie underestimate him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd paused, then realized—he’d done this before in past battles against stronger opponents: deliberately feigning weakness to lure enemies into overconfidence. This must be the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yunjiao and the three women also comforted: “We must believe in our boss—he will defeat Ouyang Lie...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes! We must believe in our boss—he will win!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Believe in our boss!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhanlang Gang will prevail!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“......”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reassurances from the Deputy Internal Affairs Chief and the Council Hall Master, along with the three women, the crowd’s resolve strengthened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, they knew there was no other choice now—they had to keep believing in their boss, or else they’d be despised, looked down upon as traitors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the corner, Zhao Renli sneered at Wang Fuhai and Cang Feng’s words, then leaned close to his brother Zhao Renwu and whispered: “Brother, we...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He meant to say they should follow Chen Dahu’s advice—but before he could finish, Zhao Renwu quickly whispered: “Wait a little longer...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Renli immediately frowned, his face full of confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait longer? Could his brother actually believe Cang Luo still has a chance to turn things around?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Impossible!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this situation, Cang Luo is certain to die!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We can’t die with these fools for Cang Luo’s sake!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brother, surrender and save half your life—we don’t have to die with him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Renli screamed silently in his mind—he believed Cang Luo would lose, and if he lost, they’d die with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time slipped away minute by minute—Ouyang Lie would recover his Qi any moment now. Once he did, the duel would end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they hadn’t declared their betrayal by shouting Cang Luo’s insults three times by then, they’d die with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Renli didn’t want to die for Cang Luo—he wanted to join Chen Dahu’s side—but Zhao Renwu held his shoulder, preventing him from moving, leaving him trembling with anxiety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, someone suddenly shouted: “Look! Firelight!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Renli froze, quickly turning to the arena—through the mist, several flashes of fire appeared. He knew Cang Luo’s beast was firing again, launching a surprise attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But would it work?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others thought the same—would it work?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang Senior Brother wasn’t afraid of the Fire-Devouring Wolf’s flames—even if he couldn’t see the beast in the mist, seeing the fire was enough. He’d just dodge, then punch to scatter the mist, then kill the beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, another hurricane appeared on the arena—Ouyang Senior Brother’s fist wind—blowing the mist apart...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time, the mist wasn’t fully cleared—the power of the punch had weakened considerably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The temporary commentator continued: “Clearly, Ouyang Senior Brother’s Qi hasn’t fully recovered—but not by much. The mist is nearly gone; you can now make out the shapes of the Fire-Devouring Wolf and Cang Luo, though faintly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha, Cang Luo is practically begging to die—he dares to attack again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ouyang Senior Brother, punch Cang Luo to dust!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ouyang Senior Brother, first smash that mutated Fire-Devouring Wolf... cough cough!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes... cough, smash the wolf first—the smoke’s too annoying...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief silence, the battle erupted again—this time, Cang Luo struck first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang Lie easily dodged the flame from behind, then punched out—though he didn’t fully clear the mist, he could now faintly see Cang Luo and the Fire-Devouring Wolf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You pathetic trash,” Ouyang Lie sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d originally planned to wait until his Qi recovered slightly, then scatter the mist and kill the damned mutated beast first—let Cang Luo feel the agony of his beast’s death, the severing of his soul-link—then kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this trash couldn’t wait to die—he attacked first. Fine. Ouyang Lie would no longer bother with the beast—he’d just torture and kill Cang Luo directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang Lie threw another punch, but its power weakened further—he had to conserve Qi, saving one final punch to obliterate Cang Luo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After this punch, the mist thinned further—Cang Luo’s position was fully exposed. Ouyang Lie moved instantly, activating his body technique to rush toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opposite him, Cang Luo turned and ran full speed, whispering to Erha: “Keep spewing white smoke—create more mist, hide me, give me an opening to strike.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dragon-Slaying Palm was fully charged—but he couldn’t use it until he found a guaranteed killing opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had only one chance. The Dragon-Slaying Palm, fused with three types of Qi, charged slowly. Ouyang Lie wouldn’t give him a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Luo ran at full strength, his right hand pretending to drag his injured left arm—actually concealing the Dragon-Slaying Palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, Ouyang Lie closed in rapidly—he was faster than Cang Luo—but the mist kept interfering, so each time he nearly caught him, Cang Luo slipped away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn beast—how fast does this mist regenerate? Do mutated beasts have such thick Qi?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang Lie grew irritated. After thinking, he decided to clear the mist once more—otherwise, he’d never catch Cang Luo. Even if it wasted Qi, what remained was still enough to crush him with one punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom-boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing at the arena’s center, Ouyang Lie frantically activated his Qi Wheel, unleashing four consecutive punches in all directions—fierce wind tore through the mist, instantly scattering it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These four punches, added to the previous four, had consumed roughly seventy percent of his Qi—he now had only thirty percent left, but it was enough to kill Cang Luo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the smoke gone, Cang Luo had nowhere to hide—he stood trembling at the arena’s edge, his injured left arm shaking, feigning panic as he stared at Ouyang Lie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now where will you run...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang Lie sneered, wasting no time on words—he rushed toward Cang Luo. That damned beast in the corner was spewing mist again—he’d just spent precious Qi to clear it; he wouldn’t let it return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Life-and-Death Arena was not large, but neither was it small—a square thirty meters on each side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirty meters—ordinary people needed five or six seconds to cover it, even accounting for acceleration. As a martial cultivator, Ouyang Lie could do it in two or three seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he’d been standing at the arena’s center—only fifteen meters from Cang Luo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With no mist to hinder him, Ouyang Lie appeared before Cang Luo in less than a meter—only the inner sect disciples and Master Wang could clearly see his movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Ouyang Lie’s lips curled slightly—he wore a confident expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This position, this distance—perfect for an attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trash! I’ve finally caught you!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang Lie growled, bending his body like a drawn bow, drawing his right arm back into a punch stance, then pouring ninety percent of his remaining Qi into his dantian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fiery aura around his fist burned like a rocket about to explode!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant—he punched, straight toward Cang Luo’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fist hadn’t reached yet—the wind had already arrived!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This punch was three percent stronger, three percent faster than the one that shattered Cang Luo’s left arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was certain—Cang Luo had no way to dodge, no way to block.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kill the gods who stand in the way!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kill the Buddhas who stand in the way!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, in the instant he punched, Ouyang Lie faintly sensed a deadly threat—coming from nowhere...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where did this sense of danger come from?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From this trash before him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Impossible!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang Lie refused to believe Cang Luo could threaten him—it must be that damned mutated beast making him anxious, causing a hallucination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, just an illusion...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang Lie believed this sense of danger was his own delusion—it would vanish soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in truth, as he threw the punch, this sense of danger didn’t fade—it grew more real by the second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt so real... as if a killer were lurking in the shadows!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang Lie’s heart jolted—he sensed the danger drawing nearer, yet his eyes saw nothing unusual...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Below your feet!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang Lie suddenly realized—the source of this danger was right beneath him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was already too late!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Ouyang Lie’s fist was about to strike Cang Luo, his feet sank abruptly, and then half his body plunged into the ground, leaving only his chest and head above the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fatal punch, fueled by nine-tenths of his remaining yuan energy, missed entirely—Cang Luo dodged it effortlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s going on?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang Lie, with half his body buried in earth, roared inwardly—he felt something tugging at his feet, something pulling him underground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who? What is this thing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ouyang Lie had no time to ponder, for at this moment, the waste was bringing his palm down upon his skull...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This waste! How dare he, how dare he!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, Ouyang Lie unleashed all his remaining yuan energy, concentrating it into a protective aura around his upper body to defend against Cang Luo’s attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his yuan energy was nearly depleted—after that missed punch, his dantian held less than half a percent left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, the aura formed, but only half a finger thick; under full yuan reserves, he could have summoned two fingers’ thickness, sustaining it for the duration of an incense stick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though only half a finger thick, he believed it sufficient—because Cang Luo was a worthless fool!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A muffled thunderous crash erupted above Ouyang Lie’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Luo’s right palm, wrapped in orange-red, pale blue, and pale green aura, unleashed the Dragon-Slaying Palm—fusing yang, lightning, and wind yuan energy—and instantly crushed Ouyang Lie’s protective aura, slamming directly against his forehead!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, Ouyang Lie’s head snapped violently backward, his protective aura dissolving completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, dark red blood slowly trickled from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven orifices bleeding!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes glazed over!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His injuries appeared catastrophic—but Ouyang Lie was not dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Cang Luo had merely crushed his aura, not struck his forehead directly—he had struck through a thin layer of protective aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was nearly fatal: the force of Cang Luo’s palm could force even a Qi Master to brace with full protective aura—what chance did Ouyang Lie, with nearly exhausted yuan energy, stand?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wouldn’t die, but he’d be half-dead, and very likely brain-damaged—after all, the blow landed on the head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cang Luo knew he had won this life-or-death duel—Ouyang Lie had lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the duel was not over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Ouyang Lie was still alive...\u003C\u002Fp>",2071,"2026-06-21T06:04:04.528Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f42c2f67275abfc850a818afb328fa5fe64239785c809b5dd51f123581b0b76b","high-martial-arts-across-two-worlds-chapter-157","high-martial-arts-across-two-worlds-chapter-155",157,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhigh-martial-arts-across-two-worlds-cover.jpg"]