Chapter 48: Displaying Might

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Chengg Shaofeng and Nu Tao had each spoken, revealing their purpose for coming here. Yang Kai was slightly startled; he hadn’t expected these two to be so ruthless, escalating a simple dispute to the point of murder.

While he was on high alert, Hu Mei’er quietly whispered in his ear, "Yang Kai, if you don’t want to die, you’d better listen to me. Nu Tao already reached the Fifth Layer of Origin Opening Realm half a month ago. His strength is not something Chengg Shaofeng can compare to. Moreover, there are two of them now; you are absolutely no match for them."

"You have a way to deal with him?" Yang Kai asked in confusion.

"I can’t deal with him, but they definitely wouldn’t dare kill me. As long as you satisfy my demands, I’ll guarantee your safety."

Hu Mei’er’s status was evident. If she insisted on protecting Yang Kai, Chengg Shaofeng and Nu Tao would have to do her a favor and back off, at most beating Yang Kai up to vent their anger.

"There’s no need," Yang Kai slowly shook his head.

"You’d rather die than agree?" Hu Mei’er looked at him as if he were a fool, her beautiful eyes full of disbelief.

"Sorry, but I’m a bit of a germaphobe. Besides, we won’t know who lives and who dies until we fight." Yang Kai calmly gazed at the two men opposite him.

Receiving this answer, Hu Mei’er’s expression fluctuated. After a long while, she sneered, gritting her Yingya as she said resentfully, "If that’s the case, then suit yourself!"

With that, she retreated several dozen feet, assuming the posture of a bystander.

Chengg Shaofeng laughed loudly, "Mei’er is so good! I knew Mei’er wouldn’t make things difficult for me."

Hu Mei’er forced an ugly smile, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Nu Tao let out a bizarre chuckle, sizing Yang Kai up and down. With his hands clasped behind his back like an old master, he slowly shook his head. "Your name is Yang Kai, right? When you reach the Underworld, don’t blame me. You can only blame yourself for being nosy. Are you going to end it yourself, or do you want me to do it?"

His arrogant tone was unmatched. A faint smile graced the corners of Yang Kai’s lips. "If you want my life, come take it with your own abilities!"

As he spoke, he secretly channeled the True Yang Technique.

Little did he know that the moment the True Yang Technique began to circulate, he clearly felt an incredibly fierce heat drilling into his acupoints from his chest. This intense heat was mixed with Pangs of Yang Qi. In an instant, it burned so fiercely that Yang Kai’s Meridians experienced immense pain. That spot on his chest emitted a wisp of Qing smoke with a loud SIZZLE, and his flesh was scorched black.

Yang Kai was greatly alarmed. Before he even had time to react, his agonizingly painful Meridians had actually adapted to it. That Pang of Yang Qi continued to flow into his Meridians.

In the blink of an eye, his Meridians were completely filled with True Yang Essence Qi, bulging to the limit.

DRIP... Like a sound echoing from the depths of his soul, another drop of Yang Liquid appeared in his Dantian.

A moment later, another soft DRIP was heard.

In just three breaths of time, two drops of Yang Liquid had formed. However, for some unknown reason, one of the drops of Yang Liquid vanished the moment it materialized.

Only at this moment did that ferocious Yang Qi cease its activity.

"Sun Flame Stone!" Yang Kai suddenly snapped back to reality. He pulled out the Sun Flame Stone from his chest—the one he had exchanged a bottle of Small Rejuvenation Pills for. But how did this originally Yang Qi-filled stone look anything like it used to? Not a single drop of energy remained inside; it had actually been completely absorbed by him in such a short amount of time!

And the result was the formation of two drops of Yang Liquid! It was just that one of them had gone missing. Counting the drop that originally existed in his Dantian, he still had two drops left.

He thought, "This absorption speed... isn’t it a bit too fast? It’s practically force-feeding; I didn’t even have time to react."

The changes on Yang Kai’s side did not go unnoticed by Chengg Shaofeng and Nu Tao. The abnormality at Yang Kai’s chest made them a little unsure of the situation. However, Nu Tao had rich combat experience. He immediately waved his hand and commanded, "Junior Brother Chengg, attack him with me! If we delay, things might change."

"Alright!" Chengg Shaofeng couldn’t wait for Yang Kai to die as soon as possible. Without any hesitation, he charged forward with his Longsword in hand, wearing a ferocious expression.

The two of them flanked him from the left and right, as swift as the wind. In the blink of an eye, they had lunged right in front of Yang Kai.

Nu Tao’s strength was superior after all, so his movements were relatively faster. With Primordial Qi surging around his fist, he fiercely smashed it toward Yang Kai’s face.

At the Fifth Layer of Origin Opening Realm, a significant amount of Primordial Qi had already gathered in his body. Therefore, the Combat Power of a martial artist at this stage was not to be underestimated.

A whistling gust of wind could faintly be heard around Nu Tao’s thrown fist, clearly indicating that he had utilized some kind of Martial Skill.

Yang Kai did not dodge; instead, he met the attack with a punch of his own.

BAM! The sound of bones cracking echoed from Yang Kai’s wrist. His clenched fist felt as if it had been slashed by countless blades, and densely packed wounds appeared in an instant. His body involuntarily stumbled back several steps.

Nu Tao, however, let out a bizarre shriek. He felt as though his fist had smashed into a red-hot branding iron, and his flesh burned with agonizing pain. He shouted, "Such hot Primordial Qi!"

With his strength at the Fifth Layer of Origin Opening Realm, he was actually unable to resist the invasion of a Body Tempering Realm martial artist’s Primordial Qi. This was truly somewhat bizarre.

After exchanging blows, the two of them retreated from each other.

Chengg Shaofeng lunged forward with his sword. Carrying the furious flames of revenge, he thrust it at Yang Kai, determined to slay him right then and there.

Having taken a punch from Nu Tao, all the blood in Yang Kai’s body began to boil once more. A warm sensation rapidly sprouted from within his bones. After the warmth dispersed, he felt as if he possessed an endless supply of strength. His eyes slowly turned crimson, and his originally mild face became malevolent and frenzied.

Facing Chengg Shaofeng’s sword, Yang Kai reached out to grab it with one hand.

Chengg Shaofeng sneered, "I suffered a loss at your hands last time. Do you think this young master would fall in the same place twice?"

As he spoke, his Sword Momentum changed, shifting from a thrust to a sweeping slash in an attempt to chop off Yang Kai’s fingers. Yang Kai’s reaction was not slow either. Detecting the change in the opponent’s Sword Techniques, he altered his finger movement from a grab to a gripping claw.

SLASH! The Longsword still sliced into Yang Kai’s fingers. At this moment, joy blossomed on Chengg Shaofeng’s face. Hu Mei’er covered her mouth, her face Luuing an unbearable expression, but the moment she remembered Yang Kai’s attitude toward her, she felt he deserved death by a thousand cuts.

"How is this possible?" Chengg Shaofeng cried out in shock, for he realized that his sword strike had actually failed to sever Yang Kai’s fingers. This was a sharp weapon, after all! How strong could the physical body of a mere Body Tempering Realm martial artist be? Even someone at the Origin Opening Realm would definitely not emerge unscathed from this sword strike.

Yang Kai grinned malevolently, Luuing a mouthful of gleaming white Yars. Seeing his crimson eyes, Chengg Shaofeng panicked a little. While hastily backing away, he shouted, "Senior Brother Nu, save me!"

Before his Yingg faded, Yang Kai had already closed the distance and pounced on him. Following his will, a drop of Yang Liquid in his Dantian condensed at his fingertip.

He pointed a finger out, landing dead center on Chengg Shaofeng’s forehead.

Chengg Shaofeng opened his mouth wide, his breathing coming to an abrupt halt as he fell flat on his back. On his forehead was a chopstick-sized hole that pierced completely through his skull. The hole was smooth and even, and not a single trace of blood flowed from it. Chengg Shaofeng’s eyes stared wide open, holding an expression of a man who died with lingering grievances.

"Ah!" Two cries of alarm rang out simultaneously. Those were the Yinggs of Nu Tao and Hu Mei’er.