Chapter 151: Fierce Battle (Part 1)

When enemies meet, their eyes turn exceptionally red with hatred.

Seeing Tie Kuangtu walk onto the arena, Huaikong felt an itch of hatred deep in his bones.

Tie Kuangtu had been hiding in the crowd all along, which was why Huaikong had not discovered him.

Huaikong shouted loudly:

"Tie Kuangtu, you have finally shown yourself! I have searched for you so miserably!"

Tie Kuangtu laughed:

"Huaikong, since you are so eager to avenge your master,

then today I shall send you down to reunite with him."

Huaimie and Bai Ling, watching from the stands, saw Tie Kuangtu step onto the arena and knew Huaikong was certainly no match for him; just as they were about to jump down to help, they were stopped by a shout from Di Shitian.

"None of you are to interfere. Let this seat see just how much potential Huaikong truly has.

And while I'm at it, let me see just how formidable this Heavenly Tribulation Battle Armor of Tie Kuangtu's really is."

Looking at Tie Kuangtu and thinking of the vengeance for his master's death, Huaikong's fists tightened again and again.

After a loud shout, Huaikong charged straight at Tie Kuangtu, raining a flurry of punches and kicks upon him.

But how could the mortal flesh of Huaikong break through the defense of the Heavenly Tribulation Battle Armor?

One could only hear the *thud, thud, thud* of Huaikong's iron fists striking the Heavenly Tribulation Battle Armor, but to Tie Kuangtu, this level of force wasn't even worth a scratch.

Facing Huaikong, Tie Kuangtu didn't even bother to use his Heaven Net Kill; he clenched his fist and traded a blow with Huaikong.

Huaikong was sent flying several meters by this punch, spitting blood, the webbing between his thumb and index finger torn apart.

"Huaikong, if you are no match, get off the stage quickly and save your life first."

Huaimie shouted from the stands; he truly could not bear to watch his younger brother being ravaged by Tie Kuangtu alone.

Huaikong ignored Huaimie, spat out the blood in his mouth, and attacked Tie Kuangtu once again.

Having just taken a heavy blow, Huaikong was already severely wounded; he was now like a hollow shell, and the slightest external force could knock him down.

Huaikong was now relying entirely on sheer willpower to keep from collapsing, but the True Qi within him grew increasingly chaotic, and finally, Huaikong could hold on no longer and fell.

Seeing Huaikong fall, Tie Kuangtu had no intention of letting him go; just as he was about to raise his foot to stomp on Huaikong, Duan Fengyun, who could no longer bear to watch, flew directly onto the arena.

Looking at Duan Fengyun, Tie Kuangtu mocked:

"Duan Fengyun, are you also in such a rush to throw your life away?

Originally, I intended to deal with you one by one after finishing off Huaikong. Since you have delivered yourself to my doorstep, don't blame me for being impolite."

Duan Fengyun supported Huaikong, ignoring Tie Kuangtu.

After picking up Huaikong and tossing him to Qin Shuang below the stage, he looked at Tie Kuangtu and said:

"Tie Kuangtu, you are truly arrogant.

I didn't seriously discipline you last time, and you really thought I was a paper tiger."

Duan Fengyun was usually a chatterbox, but with a braggart like Tie Kuangtu, Duan Fengyun really wanted to teach him a lesson this time.

Knowing the power of the Heavenly Tribulation Battle Armor, he knew that fists and kicks would certainly not work.

Thus, he drew the Yellow Emperor Sword and charged at Tie Kuangtu.

While Tie Kuangtu wore a sinister smile on the surface, he was extremely cautious in secret; he directly activated the ultimate technique of the Heavenly Tribulation Battle Armor—the Heaven Net Kill.

Instantly, an iron-armored spider appeared on the arena.

This scene left the martial artists off the stage stunned; they had not expected this armor of Tie Kuangtu's to have such a transformation.

Di Shitian, on the stands, also watched Tie Kuangtu's Heavenly Tribulation Battle Armor with interest, joking:

"This Tie Kuangtu does indeed have some brains; he knows that if his talent is insufficient, he must rely on equipment to arm himself. Not bad, not bad."

He then said with a solemn face:

"However, as a martial

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artist, the strength of one's own power is the true path; everything else is a minor path. This Tie Kuangtu will never amount to much."

What Di Shitian was actually concerned about was the Heavenly Tribulation within the Heavenly Tribulation Battle Armor; seeing the murderous aura surging from the armor, he was very satisfied.

This proved that this Heavenly Tribulation was indeed a rare, peerless weapon of doom. The Heavenly Tribulation was the seventh weapon he was looking for.

Only then did Di Shitian decide to help Huaikong deal with Tie Kuangtu, and then melt down the Heavenly Tribulation Battle Armor to reforge the Heavenly Tribulation.

Di Shitian turned his gaze back to the arena, where Duan Fengyun, holding the Yellow Emperor Sword, and the spider-formed Tie Kuangtu were staring at each other.

Tie Kuangtu made the first move, the Heaven Net Kill behind him stabbing directly at Duan Fengyun.

Duan Fengyun used the Wind God Leg, shifting his form and changing his shadow to avoid the attacks of the Heaven Net Kill.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin!"

After dodging the attack, Duan Fengyun shouted loudly and unleashed the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin.

In an instant, Sword Qi dispersed, and countless streams of Sword Qi rained down upon Tie Kuangtu.

Wuming, on the stands, watched the vivid and lifelike Duan Fengyun with a sense of gratification.

Back then, his first choice for an apprentice was Duan Fengyun, but by some twist of fate, he had ended up choosing Bu Jingyun, the one he had initially not favored.

Watching Duan Fengyun use the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin, he did not blame Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun for teaching it to him without authorization.

He knew that in the face of this martial arts catastrophe, to defeat Di Shitian, one had to cast aside constraints to better improve oneself.

However, Wuming still saw the problem with Duan Fengyun's Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin: it possessed the Sword Intent, but lacked the spirit of the sword; he did not understand the true meaning of the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin.

Wuming realized he might have misunderstood Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun; it seemed Duan Fengyun had only evolved the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin based on the two men's techniques.

Wuming's observation was correct; although the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin that Duan Fengyun unleashed with all his might made Tie Kuangtu's Heavenly Tribulation Battle Armor clatter and caused Tie Kuangtu to feel the pain of the recoil,

Duan Fengyun's Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin was, after all, not the authentic version; it possessed the form but lacked the essence.

Tie Kuangtu only felt a wave of recoil pain, and he bared his teeth and said:

"Haha, Duan Fengyun, is this your attack?

In this old man's eyes, it is like a tickle."

Duan Fengyun said mockingly:

"Is that so?"

Duan Fengyun now had a measure of his Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin; it seemed this move was good for bluffing, but its combat effectiveness was indeed a bit lacking.

Immediately, he switched his sword-holding hand to his right, and his starting stance changed as well.

He was finally going to bring out the strongest attack move currently available to him—the War Sword Art.

The Yellow Emperor Sword, used in conjunction with the War Sword Art, finally transformed into the Xuanyuan Sword of Duan Fengyun's memories, which could traverse the heavens and earth and was ever-victorious.

The overbearing Golden Sword Qi left Tie Kuangtu unable to parry, and he could not even muster the strength to resist.

At this moment, Duan Fengyun was dressed in yellow brocade robes, holding the golden war sword, looking just like a golden War God.

Duan Fengyun held his sword horizontally and slashed directly at Tie Kuangtu.

Tie Kuangtu used all his might to place the Heaven Net Kill in front of him.

But Duan Fengyun, outputting at full power, cleaved the Heaven Net Kill apart and struck toward Tie Kuangtu's head.

Tie Kuangtu tilted his head to avoid this lethal sword strike.

At this time, Huaikong, who had recovered halfway, shouted:

"Duan Fengyun, I beg you not to kill him; leave his life to me.

My master's vengeance, I must exact it myself!"

In fact, Duan Fengyun had done this sword strike on purpose just now; if he had truly wanted to kill Tie Kuangtu, it would have been impossible for Tie Kuangtu to dodge.

It was just that he really could not stand Tie Kuangtu's arrogant air, which was why he

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wanted to properly teach Tie Kuangtu a lesson and strike him down.

Duan Fengyun withdrew the Yellow Emperor Sword and said to Tie Kuangtu, who had returned to human form:

"I will not kill you today.

Your life belongs to Huaikong; one day, someone will come to take revenge on you."

Tie Kuangtu looked at Huaikong, then looked at Duan Fengyun, and laughed:

"You will definitely regret this!"

After speaking, Tie Kuangtu left, looking dejected and disheveled.

And the person in charge of this corner did not stop him, letting Tie Kuangtu leave.

Di Shitian was currently staring fixedly at the sword in Duan Fengyun's hand; he had not expected that this obscure sword in Duan Fengyun's hand would be so powerful. It seemed he would need to confirm the seven weapons for his Seven Weapons Slay Dragon plan again.

After Duan Fengyun defeated Tie Kuangtu, for a time, no one went up onto the arena.

Huang Ying, who had watched several great battles, could finally no longer restrain himself; he leaped up and arrived directly on the arena.

He looked at Duan Fengyun and said:

"Duan Fengyun, last time you were injured, so I did not spar with you.

Today, I will spar with you and see the prowess of the person who once wreaked havoc in our Dongying imperial family."

Duan Fengyun laughed:

"Huang Ying, I do not want to fight you.

Let someone who uses a blade come to spar with you instead.

Feng, you go up; let's see which of you is the true expert of the blade!"

Duan Fengyun walked off the arena with long, confident strides, while Nie Feng walked slowly onto the arena.

Huang Ying nodded and said:

"God of the Wind, let us spar and see whose blade technique is more profound."

The Seven Blade Intents and the Cold Pride Six Extremes, these two peerless blade techniques were finally about to clash.

The two simultaneously drew the weapons from their backs and held their precious blades horizontally before their chests.

With a loud shout, the two collided while wielding their blades.

But this time, both were probing attacks and did not use their full strength.

Both of them now had their blood boiling, and both felt the joyful hum coming from the weapons in their hands.

The Snow Drink Blade, which rarely encountered an opponent, had met the Shocking Silence Blade, which also rarely encountered an opponent.

Both felt the strength of their opponent, and thus both were joyful to have found a match.

The two separated again and now began to get serious; Huang Ying had long since practiced his blade qi to the "Golden Blade Qi" realm.

And Nie Feng was not inferior, also being in the realm of human and blade as one.

"Seven Blade Intents!"

"Cold Pride Six Extremes!"

Suddenly, the arena was filled with murderous blade qi, and in an environment of icy cold, the two began their peak duel.

Huang Ying delivered a horizontal slash, while Nie Feng delivered a vertical chop.

Two geniuses of the blade were displaying their respective creativity.

This battle between the two also provided concepts for many blade practitioners off the stage who were stuck at a Bottleneck; after going into Seclusion, many broke through their original levels.

And Di Shitian on the viewing platform also nodded with satisfaction; it seemed that subduing Huang Ying was truly a good choice.

And Nie Feng did not look bad either; he had previously thought that candidates for his Seven Weapons Slay Dragon plan were hard to find, but now it seemed that outstanding talents were everywhere, and he would have to think a while about whom to choose.

However, Nie Feng and Huang Ying, who had reached the white-hot stage of their battle, withdrew their respective weapons.

Both felt that with the blade techniques they were currently using, it was fundamentally impossible to determine a winner.

The two of them withdrew their respective weapons in order to use stronger attacks.

The two of them closed their eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened their eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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