Chapter 100: Yang Hao Unleashes All His Trump Cards, Heaven and Earth Change Color

"Crash!"

"Crash!"

He did not initially unleash a powerful martial art, choosing instead to clash with Yang Hao using his physical body alone. Unexpectedly, Yang Hao's hand techniques were extremely bizarre. From an angle Xu Chen never anticipated, a palm struck Xu Chen's body. Instantly, a sharp pain surged through Xu Chen's mid-seventh-rank physique. He retreated abruptly, staring at Yang Hao's hands as he frowned and asked, "Refined?" Yang Hao curled his lips: "My hands are my weapons; their current strength equals a perfect seventh rank."

"What I just used is also a rare Earth-grade mid-tier martial art, the Primordial Saint Hand." Upon hearing this, the crowd gasped in shock: "What? The Primordial Saint Hand, one of the powerful martial arts of the legendary Primordial Saint Land?" They secretly trembled; the Primordial Saint Hand was no simple matter. It required refining the hands to the extreme before cultivation, and its techniques were incredibly bizarre. It was practically a supreme art of the Primordial Saint Land. Although not quite Earth-grade high-tier, if its power was maximized, it could surpass Earth-grade high-tier martial arts. Such a supreme art meant that even a powerhouse with a perfect seventh-rank physique would be inferior before it. They felt Xu Chen might suffer a crushing defeat this time. Yet, the next second, Xu Chen said indifferently, "Is that all?" He sneered with extreme arrogance. "Boom!"

Immediately, his body shuddered, and the Divine Jade Battle Armor instantly appeared on Xu Chen's surface. In an instant, Xu Chen's skin became smooth as jade, surrounded by a lustrous glow, looking like an immortal or a Buddha. His defense skyrocketed at that very moment. "Whoosh!"

Instantly, he was before Yang Hao, clashing with Yang Hao's physical body once more. Yang Hao snorted coldly, attempting to use the Primordial Saint Hand to crush Xu Chen again. Unexpectedly, when he struck with his palm this time, Xu Chen did not retreat even half a step. Xu Chen hovered in mid-air, his expression calm, looking down on Yang Hao with disdain.

Yang Hao's pupils contracted slightly; the defense of this armor combined with Xu Chen's physique rendered his Primordial Saint Hand useless.

The crowd on site also trembled inwardly, surprised that Xu Chen's defense could be so formidable. Especially those who did not know Xu Chen were even more shocked.

This Divine Jade Battle Armor can actually merge with the body?

"Very well, Xu Chen. Since the Primordial Saint Hand cannot crush you..."

"...then what about the Primordial Heaven-Suppressing Hand?"

Having spoken, Yang Hao's body shuddered, and his hands began to rotate slowly. Instantly, a terrifying aura began to condense within the Primordial Heaven-Suppressing Hand. A hurricane formed out of thin air around Yang Hao, space cracked, and chaotic spatial currents splashed endlessly. Then, a faint silver film began to cover Yang Hao's hands. It was this film that made the aura radiating from Yang Hao's hands reach an extreme level of terror. "This is... an Earth-grade high-tier martial art?"

"Legend has it that if the aura of this silver film reaches the peak, it can rival a Heaven-grade martial art?"

"Hiss! The Primordial Saint Hand just now wasn't even a supreme art of the Primordial Saint Land, but this Primordial Heaven-Suppressing Hand is!"

"One of the three supreme arts of the Primordial Saint Land. Although Yang Hao has only learned one, it is said he has already mastered it completely."

"Once such a rare martial art appears, the heavens and earth will likely change color." Countless people possessing only Earth-grade martial arts saw this scene and their faces changed drastically. The aura of the Primordial Heaven-Suppressing Hand was already incredibly close to a Heaven-grade martial art. The next second, Yang Hao looked coldly at Xu Chen: "You should not have provoked me. Go down." Having spoken, Yang Hao's right hand suddenly slammed toward Xu Chen. Instantly, a spiritual energy palm formed out of thin air.

It was about ten times the size of a human body, locked onto Xu Chen's aura from a distance, and then suddenly swept toward Xu Chen.

Xu Chen raised his eyes, seeing only this massive silver spiritual energy palm, resembling dark clouds, carrying immense pressure.

If it were an ordinary person, they would likely be trembling uncontrollably in fear. He shook his head: "If you gave me two more months, I would cripple you in one move at the same realm. But even though you are currently at a perfect seventh rank and have unleashed your sect's supreme art, in my eyes, you are still like an ant."

"Vroom!"

In that instant, Xu Chen finally unleashed the Phantom Sky Wind Hand. The crowd saw only phantom images following his hands, with gusts of hurricane howling. A boundless, powerful aura slowly radiated from Xu Chen's hands. Feeling this aura, the crowd's pupils contracted instantly. Could this aura be...

"Crash!"

Immediately, the crowd watched in stunned silence as that gigantic Primordial Heaven-Suppressing Hand was merely lightly slapped by Xu Chen, shattering into countless spiritual lights and vanishing into the heavens and earth. "Pfft!"

On the other side, the Primordial Saint Land's Saint Son, Yang Hao, suffered a backlash, spitting out a mouthful of blood and retreating hundreds of meters. His face was pale, his aura weak, and as he looked at Xu Chen, his eyes were filled with disbelief: "Heaven-grade martial art." At that moment, he felt what true pressure was, what a true Heaven-grade martial art was. His Primordial Heaven-Suppressing Hand was laughable before this Heaven-grade martial art. "Whoosh!"

The next second, Xu Chen was before the injured Yang Hao. Cold words echoed behind Yang Hao, making his soul tremble: "You like the Empress; I cannot stop you, but you should not have provoked me."

"Crash!"

Having spoken, Yang Hao suddenly tried to flee. However, Xu Chen's Phantom Sky Wind Hand had already slammed hard into Yang Hao's back.

Instantly, Yang Hao's internal organs churned violently, and a sharp pain surged through his body. Then, like a kite with a broken string, he fell directly from the high sky. "Crash!"

Finally, Yang Hao crashed onto the martial arts arena floor, shattering the ground with cracks spreading everywhere and dust swirling. The cracks looked like a spiderweb, making people's scalps crawl. Yang Hao spat out another mouthful of blood, his body's aura utterly weak.

The crowd was stunned. A true Saint Son of the Primordial Saint Land, defeated so quickly? Originally, they thought the fight would last a long time.

But who could have expected that Xu Chen would go all out the moment he appeared, with no intention of holding back. Once the Heaven-grade martial art appeared, there were no more rivals on the field. Many were even more shocked; Xu Chen actually possessed a Heaven-grade martial art, which was terrifying. At that moment, the crowd finally remembered the words spoken by the Empress and Shangguan Luoyun. Even Ye Xuan over there possessed only half of Xu Chen's strength. They might not have believed it before, but now they did. "Waste, don't cause trouble, understand?"

Xu Chen left the arrogant words a villain should leave. Then, he turned and was about to leave the arena. Even the referee nearby felt he should announce the match result. Unexpectedly, Yang Hao slowly stood up, a cold smile curling his lips: "Who is the waste remains to be seen."

"Boom!"

Just as he finished speaking, Yang Hao did not know what happened, but his own aura suddenly surged. Instantly, he skyrocketed from a perfect seventh rank directly to the early eighth rank. Although the aura was unstable, it was indeed the aura of the early eighth rank. The crowd was stunned: "Secret technique, this is a secret technique that elevates the realm." Who would have thought the Primordial Saint Land had so many trump cards.

This time, the one who might lose could be Xu Chen.

Seeing this, the Empress frowned immediately; why would Yang Hao not give up? It seemed she had to act early. Having spoken, she began to cultivate her technique, intending to act secretly. However, the next second, Xu Chen said coldly: "What trash secret technique, elevating only the realm while neither the physique nor spiritual sense improves." Yang Hao sneered: "But defeating you is already enough." Xu Chen frowned: "Defeat me? What nonsense are you talking? Playing with secret techniques?"

He laughed.

In his past life, the one thing he lacked least was secret techniques. It was just that using such things inevitably caused extreme weakness, could lead to being ambushed, and might even leave lasting side effects, so he basically held them in contempt. But if it truly came to a fight, he was not afraid.

Earth-grade secret techniques! Heaven-grade secret techniques!

Saint-grade secret techniques!

Even Emperor-grade, he had them. The Yang Hao before him was merely cultivating a low-tier Earth-grade secret technique. "Boom!"

Having spoken, Xu Chen began to cultivate a Heaven-grade secret technique. Instantly, in the stunned gaze of the crowd, Xu Chen also skyrocketed directly from the mid-seventh rank to the mid-eighth rank. For a moment, Xu Chen's realm was even higher than Yang Hao's. His figure flashed, and he suddenly appeared before Yang Hao. Within Yang Hao's contracting pupils, Xu Chen suddenly extended his right hand, grabbed Yang Hao by the neck, and lifted him up. He said coldly: "You seem very confident."

Yang Hao looked terrified, his face turning red from strain: "H-how can this be?" His eyes were filled with disbelief; Xu Chen's secret technique must be at least Earth-grade high-tier. Where did this Xu Chen get so many powerful martial arts and secret techniques? Could it be Shangguan Luoyun?

Xu Chen said coldly: "If I twist slightly now, you will become a corpse."

An Elder of the Primordial Saint Land nearby panicked, urgently saying: "Yang Hao has lost; please, Young Palace Master, show mercy."

At that moment, they really wanted to ask Xu Chen, "Dare you?" and even wanted to order Xu Chen to put Yang Hao down. But thinking that Yang Hao might die, they immediately became submissive out of fear, daring not to say a single harsh word.

Otherwise, the consequences would likely be severe.

Xu Chen snorted coldly and threw Yang Hao directly onto the arena floor: "I say you are a waste, then you are a waste. Do not try to act tough in front of me; you cannot act tough enough." The referee hurriedly said: "In this battle, Xu Chen of the Jixia Academy wins." As the words fell, everyone looked on in shock. So, this was Xu Chen's true strength!

Saying Ye Xuan possessed half of Xu Chen's strength probably overestimated Ye Xuan. Ye Xuan likely possessed only a quarter of Xu Chen's strength!

This youth is terrifying!

After hearing the referee's verdict, Xu Chen finally used spatial movement to return to his seat.

For a moment, the gazes everyone directed at Xu Chen were filled with shock and apprehension.

— Author's Notes —

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