Chapter 484: Tearing People Apart

A noble scion versus a Commoner martial artist, a duel of spear and sword, with corpses scattered all around.

On the loess sand ground, miscellaneous items were strewn about in disarray, now ignored by all, scattered randomly in every direction.

The heavy weapon requires a two-handed grip, its opening stance inexplicably imposing, like a mountain moving in Stealth.

Zhou You thrust his Iron Spear, but Xiao Jingfeng intercepted it with his sword, the blade sliding down the spear shaft; before Zhou You could change his move, Xiao Jingfeng twisted his wrist and gave a sharp tug, the resulting vibration nearly shaking the spear from Zhou You's grasp.

"Good swordsmanship!"

This reminded Zhou You of someone, Qi Fengxiao, also a noble scion, also wielding sword arts.

Sure enough, superior sword arts are all within the noble families, specialized in cultivating elite descendants.

Yet Qi Fengxiao was far from being Xiao Jingfeng's match, and Zhou You, too, is no longer who he once was.

Xiao Jingfeng's fast sword was like the wind, cutting off the Iron Spear's offensive; then, he followed his sword to close in on Zhou You, brandishing a mass of silver light that dazzled the eyes, the steel tip and blade never leaving Zhou You's vitals.

The Iron Spear is long, the steel sword is short, and their fighting styles are not the same.

Xiao Jingfeng's footwork was rapid, always stepping in to close the distance to unleash his sword arts, forcing the long spear to be unable to unfold its reach.

Zhou You, however, did not panic; he gripped the middle of the long spear to use short-range techniques, constantly using the spear shaft to knock against the heavy sword, disrupting the opponent's offense.

After dozens of rounds of combat, Zhou You and Xiao Jingfeng both had a measure of each other's weight.

"A mere spear and staff, the tricks of a street performer, and you think you are fit to fight my Jueguang Sword Sect?"

Xiao Jingfeng did not even hold Wanxiu Mountain in his eyes, let alone Zhou You's wild, unrefined spear and staff techniques.

He suddenly took a deep breath, pouring intense Qi and blood into the heavy sword in his hand; amidst a humming sound, this broad-backed, thick-spined heavy sword was as fast as a gale, flashing with a cold glint.

The speed suddenly increased threefold.

Originally, Zhou You could still vaguely see the afterimages of the heavy sword, but now, there was only a cool breeze blowing back and forth before his eyes, and the killing intent was completely hidden.

Not good, danger! Zhou You abruptly unleashed his Lightness Skill; his Feather-Stepping Sky-Ascending Step is no longer what it once was. Once unleashed, his whole body became as light as a feather, and when encountering a sudden attack, he could even use the wind to retreat in the completely opposite direction.

The sword wind from the heavy sword's slash blew onto him, and Zhou You instantly shifted seven or eight meters away.

Xiao Jingfeng's sword light was even faster, swishing to close the distance, the cold blade slicing horizontally toward Zhou You's neck.

"Well come."

At this critical moment, Zhou You suddenly sprang up, coordinating with his exquisite Lightness Skill, his body bending into a posture that defied human biomechanics and the laws of physics.

He held the long spear and thrust it from a tricky angle, striking the heavy sword 'Light Edge' dead center.

This spear thrust was perfect in both angle and force, the massive, imposing power transmitting through the steel and shaking Xiao Jingfeng back several steps.

He squinted at the chilling spearhead, "A Charm-Slaying Treasure."

This heavy sword is an out-and-out Charm-Slaying Treasure; when ordinary Qi-and-blood divine weapons collide with it, they end up as scrap metal.

Yet, as Zhou You fought him with the spear, colliding and grinding, the spear tip remained without the slightest damage.

There is only one answer: the level of this Iron Spear is not below that of the heavy sword Light Edge.

A mere Commoner martial artist is fit to possess a Charm-Slaying Treasure?

Xiao Jingfeng slapped his chest and triggered a mechanism; the jade belt at his waist popped open its hidden clasps, and suddenly, over a dozen Amulets flew out.

Each Amulet had been nurtured by a high-level martial artist for at least 30 years, containing abundant Qi and blood.

He activated so many Amulets in one breath, intending to injure the opponent with his wealth and drive Zhou You into a state of eternal doom.

"You rich dog, trying to outspend me, are you?"

By the time Zhou You reacted, the Amulets were surrounding him on all sides, exploding in a chain reaction one after another.

In an instant, sandstorms dozens of stories high rose one after another in this wild field, like mushrooms after the rain.

The Qi and blood of a high-level martial artist are extraordinary; the explosive lethality generated power from a distance, stinging Zhou You's skin.

"Glazed Longevity Fist." Facing a scene of destruction, Zhou You could only use his absolute defense.

Truth be told, as he upgraded to a martial artist, the Zhou Family Fist became increasingly lackluster; its style of hard-carrying without letting go did not suit him.

However, the Glazed Longevity Fist can still save his life at critical moments.

"Hmm?"

Xiao Jingfeng had assumed that this wave of bombardment would leave Zhou You dead or crippled, but he did not expect a figure to rush out from the sky-filling dust.

With the Iron Spear in front, the spear tip rapidly approached and enlarged in his pupils.

He retreated a few steps, the spear tip smashing into his face; he heard the sound of shattering jade, and a transparent, crystal-like sphere quickly flashed around his body.

The shield not only blocked the spear thrust but also deflected Zhou You's force to the side.

Sure enough, noble scions all have means of self-preservation.

Zhou You lowered his body and roared, "Hungry Tiger Swallows the Sun, Eating Without End."

A black hole rose from the flat ground, rotating and pressing against Xiao Jingfeng's sphere, constantly colliding and merging.

After a few breaths, the sphere burst like a water bubble, and the black hole also shattered and dissipated, vanishing from sight.

Zhou You did not say a word, thrusting his spear into Xiao Jingfeng's throat.

The hairband behind Xiao Jingfeng's head automatically loosened, then, like tentacles, wrapped around to his front, one on the left and one on the right, enveloping the head of the Iron Spear.

The immense adhesive force fixed the Iron Spear firmly in place; no matter how he pulled, it did not budge an inch.

"You are a martial artist from Fucheng, aren't you? Daring to lay a hand on me, just wait for your family to be wiped out and your clan exterminated!"

Xiao Jingfeng sneered incessantly; so what if he can fight? This world belongs to their noble families, and the masters of men must not be insulted!

His reply was Zhou You's curse, "Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Zhou You decisively released the Iron Spear; with a roar and a long cry, the Tiger-Crane Dual-Form Fist came online.

The Tiger form lowered its center of gravity, leaping forward with quick steps to grab Xiao Jingfeng's legs.

High in the air, the crane cried repeatedly; the Crane form circled around to the back, hands forming claws to grip Xiao Jingfeng's arms and lift them upward.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Jingfeng was restrained by Zhou You's dual-form pincer attack, suspended in mid-air, unable to move up or down.

Yet he was not panicked, "I am wearing soft armor; heavy blows, crushing, and tearing are all ineffective. Give up on that idea."

Hmm? Zhou You used his mind for two tasks at once, exerting force simultaneously on the sky and the ground to pull Xiao Jingfeng's upper and lower body in different directions.

"I'll let you exert your strength; if you can make me feel even a hint of pain, I'll consider myself the loser."

Xiao Jingfeng sneered incessantly, "If you can't kill me, then your entire family deserves to be wiped out; I am going to toy with you to death."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Jingfeng's waist was stretched out like a noodle, extending to two or three meters in the blink of an eye.

Zhou You frowned slightly; extreme hardness turning into softness was a physical characteristic of an Intermediate Martial Master, but the soft armor the opponent wore was also not simple.

Under the pulling force of his own arms, nearly the majority was absorbed by the soft armor, and the remainder had no effect on Xiao Jingfeng.

Back then at Cloud-Touching Stronghold, the five-horse dismemberment involved ordinary horses, and the Great Stronghold Master had to have his tendons severed before being completely torn apart.

Xiao Jingfeng was at the level of an Intermediate Martial Master, his physical body could stretch, and with the addition of the soft armor, the difficulty was more than a hundred times greater.

Since that was the case, he would continue to increase his strength; he did not believe he could not tear apart this stinking skin bag.

The Secret Art of the Profound Heart Outside the Realm was activated, and the One Root Seven Mysterious Hearts erupted simultaneously, pouring eight times the vigorous Qi and blood into his arms.

With this, the strength in his arms was far more than ten thousand jin; it had already climbed to a unit of measurement of one hundred thousand jin.

(End of this chapter)