Chapter 147: Killing Intent of Various Countries

The bright and clear moon hung high, casting endless silvery-white moonlight.

Yujing City was decorated with lanterns, and the streets were crowded with people.

The northwest corner of the Imperial Palace.

Bai Ziyue changed into a night suit and leaped up; his feet stepped continuously on the city wall, and he soared like a roc, quickly reaching the city wall over ten meters high.

The Imperial Palace was too large; although there were strict patrols on the city walls, there were ultimately gaps.

Bai Ziyue had long learned a safe route from Yuan Fei and knew the times of all patrols on this route, so he entered the Imperial Palace silently and headed straight for the Songhe Mountain House.

Soon, Bai Ziyue arrived around the Songhe Mountain House.

However, he did not rashly sneak in; as the Royal Scripture Repository, there must be experts sitting in town, and there might even be Martial Saint-level ones.

He was here to steal books, not to rob them, so there was no need to make a big scene.

Unless he exposed his Grandmaster cultivation.

"Strong, truly too strong. Among the younger generation in Yujing City, this Cheng Xianba's combat power can definitely be ranked in the top ten."

And at this moment, Yin Qi attacked again.

"Damn it. Didn't expect Great Gan to have such a genius; only fifteen or sixteen years old and already has Innate Peak cultivation, and his fist technique is proficient, his blood energy pure—it's clearly from hard training, not pills. If this child is not eliminated, he will surely become a great disaster."

Cheng Xianba was over two meters tall, burly and majestic; standing in front of him, one would feel a sense of oppression.

"Could it be that Tianzhou is truly Tianzhou, protected by the heavens? Otherwise, why did a Champion Marquis appear not long ago, and now another Yin Qi? This person will surely become a Martial Saint within five years."

Soon, his right arm recovered as before.

………

Yin Qi never had a good impression of Cheng Xianba.

Cheng Xianba seemed to have expected it, waving his huge fists and meeting him head-on.

Cheng Xianba, when he goes crazy, is truly terrifying.

But the other party actually insulted him so much, which made his anger rise from his heart, so he attacked directly; his arm tore through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and in an instant, he smashed in front of Cheng Xianba.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Cheng Xianba twisted his neck, and his palms crossed and twisted, making a series of crisp bone sounds.

The hall was filled with surging gang qi, making a whistling sound like thunder.

Cheng Xianba felt his entire arm in incomparable pain, couldn't help but gasp, and then felt his entire arm seem to have no strength left, his heart filled with horror.

Watching Yin Qi pursue, he shouted: "Go to hell."

"Asking for a beating!"

Cheng Xianba's blood and qi were boiling, and it presented a bronze color, as if coated with a layer of copper powder.

The envoys from the Yunmeng Empire, Yuantu Empire, Huoluo Kingdom, etc., were brewing various killing plans in their hearts at this moment.

He was as steady as a rock, but felt countless fine needles piercing into his arm.

Such a large area was enough for Innate martial artists to compete.

Ah!

Cheng Xianba roared; he was ashamed into anger.

"The Yin Duke truly has good fortune to have given birth to such a good son; becoming a Martial Saint in the future is not impossible. No wonder he has been hiding it all along."

……

Cheng Xianba did not anticipate this change; the whole person was like being hit by a wild bull, not only was his blood and qi boiling, but he also couldn't help but fly backward.

Yin Qi pursued the victory; his feet stepped fiercely on the ground like a drill, and he flew out like a cannonball.

……

"Ha!"

Yin Qi's expression turned cold; he stepped forward, swung his arm, and hammered down toward Cheng Xianba.

Watching Yin Qi attack again, he did not dare to be careless, his five fingers spread wide, and he slapped down toward Yin Qi's head like a cattail fan.

Yin Qi's body shook, and he was actually shaken back a few steps.

Clang!

Yin Qi punched Cheng Xianba's chest, actually making a sound like a bell ringing.

A cold look flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "You are Yin Qi? You look like a sissy; I'm afraid that if I use a little force later, I'll beat you until you cry, hehe!"

The Gangang Hall was magnificent; even though there were several rows of people sitting on both sides, there was still an empty space of about thirty meters in the middle.

The attacks were wide open and closed, yet airtight, forcing Yin Qi to retreat continuously or use flexible footwork to dodge, completely unable to find a chance to counterattack.

Although it seemed to cause no damage, the dark energy had already hit his internal organs.

Cheng Xianba's attack was like a surging sea, and Yin Qi was a small boat on it, making everyone's hearts tighten, fearing that Yin Qi wouldn't dodge and would be knocked down by a punch.

Originally thought he was just a small character who could be easily handled, didn't expect him to make him lose face so badly, almost failing to stand firm and falling; this was simply unreasonable.

It's just that Cheng Xianba's physical body was too strong, and this bit of dark energy couldn't hurt him much.

Yin Qi's expression remained unchanged; he suddenly accelerated and rushed into the other party's embrace.

A look of mockery flashed in Cheng Xianba's eyes; in his imagination, even a casual punch could knock Yin Qi flying, but he didn't expect Yin Qi to only retreat two or three steps.

Hiss! Hiss!

Boom! Boom!

Entering an empty room, a wisp of cold wind drilled out from his brow and possessed a moth, heading toward the Songhe Mountain House.

His palm was too big, and as he pressed down, layers of gang qi were stirred up.

But the envoys from various countries all had cold light flashing in their eyes, their fists clenched in the dark.

Gangang Hall.

Baji—Tieshan Kao!

Because he used transformation energy, he didn't crush the floor bricks.

Cheng Xianba was tall and big, and his arms were much longer than Yin Qi's.

His palm slapped down, just like an adult hitting a child; before Yin Qi could attack him, he would have to have his head cracked first.

He wore tight-fitting clothes, and his developed muscles bulged, giving people a feeling of explosive power.

The officials of Great Gan exclaimed one after another, full of envy.

Boom!

The two fists collided, making a huge sound, and the surrounding air also exploded suddenly.

Cheng Xianba shouted, his blood and qi vibrating, rushing into his arms.

Yin Qi, who was only a little over 1.7 meters tall, stood in front of him like a child.

"Yes, yes, nearly ten years apart, but Yin Qi can still remain unchanged; this is enough to be proud of."

"Back then, Yin Que roamed the Western Regions for one hundred thousand miles, killing so many of our good men; this Yin Qi must not be left alive, otherwise he will surely reproduce the might of Yin Que back then."

Resisting Yin Qi's blow, Cheng Xianba clenched his five fingers into a fist, smashed down toward Yin Qi's head, and launched a storm-like attack; his two arms were like two giant pythons dancing up and down, strangling Yin Qi.

Of course, this was also because he hid his strength, only showing the combat power of the Innate Peak.

"This Cheng Xianba is strong, but don't you think Yin Qi is even more surprising? You know, Cheng Xianba is already twenty-five, and this Yin Qi seems to be only fifteen; the two are nearly ten years apart."

Especially the Yunmeng Empire.

They had the deepest feud with Great Gan and were basically fighting wars all year round.

One Champion Marquis had already made them restless; they could never allow another young Martial Saint to appear. ===== CHAPTER 148 =====