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by Heaven's White Crane


  Deep down he developed a strong hatred for Yan Xishan and his son. ‘Why did those two fellas come up to the ring? If it wasn’t because they let Ou Yangming learn their mysterious body technique, I would’ve kicked him off long ago.’ Despite that, Wu Haohan did not think why Ou Yangming was the only one who perceived the body technique when Yan Xishan and his son executed it on the ring. At the very least, Wu Haohan had not realized it yet.

  When he punched again, it was the same fist technique as before as the great martial art power was also attached with mental power.

  Ou Yangming looked calm, but waves were crashing in his sea of consciousness.

  He had secretly learned from Wu Haohan the way to apply his mental power, and through the repetitive process, the purple Military Fire in his sea of consciousness released a light ring.

  18.

  Inside the ring, Ou Yangming easily simulated the scene that he sensed earlier. Subsequently, he lowered himself into a stance and punched as well.

  The moment the two fists clashed, Wu Haohan confidently thought Ou Yangming would fly backward again, and he was ready to act according to the situation.

  He was not certain he could drive Ou Yangming off the ring, but he knew he had to do something

  Nonetheless, when the fists clashed this time, Wu Haohan’s body tensed up, and he widened his eyes.

  ‘What fearsome feeling this is!’ It was as though an exceptionally terrifying and ferocious ancient beast, which carried a threatening aura, appeared in front of him.

  The ancient beast was around his size at first, but it kept expanding and grew into a 35-meters-tall gigantic beast.

  Following that, the gigantic beast lifted its mountain-sized foot to step on him.

  ‘Spiritual attack!

  ‘It’s a spiritual attack, and it’s the imperial family’s most powerful lost study, which was never passed on to outsiders.

  ‘It’s a simulated spiritual attack.’

  Wu Haohan knew the gigantic beast was fake because he was hallucinating after his mind was invaded by his opponent’s mental power, but he still reacted intuitively.

  He roared and flew backward, then he stared at the giant leg above him to avoid it. Wu Haohan knew while the simulated spiritual attack was fake, everything was directly reflected in his spiritual world.

  If he ignored the attack, his mental conception would be destroyed when the giant foot stomped him. If that happened, even if Wu Haohan was still alive after that, given that he lost his conception, how different was he from a walking dead?

  Ou Yangming staggered and took a few steps back, but he quickly found his footing. He later stared at Wu Haohan and released substantial mental power.

  An exceedingly peculiar scene appeared in the ring at that instant.

  Wu Haohan, who had the upper hand all along, turned into a big monkey as he kept jumping and running around Ou Yangming.

  It was as if something was chasing him in the void. While looking afraid, he shouted and punched with both fists, or he jumped with all his might. On the contrary, Ou Yangming simply ignored Wu Haohan as though he did not exist at all.

  Wu Haohan exerted all his energy for every move as he did not leave any leeway, so it only took about 8 minutes for dense vapor to envelop his body. Beads of sweat kept dripping from his body, causing his clothes to be soaked.

  Eventually, Wu Haohan slowed down, but obvious water stains were seen in the ring.

  He panted heavily and turned pale, which was obvious that he became depleted of power in that short span and would die from exhaustion at any time.

  Everyone below the ring held their breaths as they were dumbfounded upon seeing Wu Haohan jumping everywhere.

  ‘Did that fella see a ghost?’

  Chapter 308 - Broke Through After The Fight

  Chapter 308 Broke Through After The Fight

  Wu Haohan’s movements became more exaggerated in the ring.

  He even rolled like a donkey to dodge the gigantic beast’s foot; he could not be bothered as long as he could stay alive.

  Nonetheless, the more embarrassed he looked, the more the crowd was shocked. The Yang Grade powerhouses kept exchanging glances and noticed how afraid they all were.

  ‘What will happen if we were in his shoes and couldn’t bear the attack?’ They wondered.

  All of a sudden, Wu Haohan gritted his teeth and charged at Ou Yangming. Judging from his action, he seemed like he wanted to perish with the young fellow. Nevertheless, when Wu Haohan was within 5 steps from Ou Yangming, he jumped left and right as though he was tremendously shocked. Right after he landed, he rolled backward and ran around the ring.

  His breathing became heavier such that those who were nearer to the ring could hear him pant like a cow.

  With a grave expression on her face, Wu Hanning called out to Ou Yangming, “Brother Ou, please show mercy!” Ou Yangming turned around and caught Wu Hanning’s gaze, who was on another ring. When he looked at her graceful body, he recalled the pile of red and green clothes and somehow felt guilty.

  He quickly looked away and withdrew his mental power. Wu Haohan, who was jumping around, tensed up and stopped at once. The daunting gigantic beast, which could extend across Heaven and Earth, disappeared.

  The other people would be baffled, but being an imperial house martial artist, Wu Haohan knew the cultivation method of the mental power secret technique, so he was aware of the cause and effect.

  When he was pursued by the gigantic beast, he was focused on escaping and had no time for other thoughts, but he came back to his senses once the beast vanished.

  Wu Haohan lowered his head and looked at Ou Yangming in fear.

  He finally understood why the first few Yin Grade martial artists passed out earlier.

  Spiritual pressure-it was because of spiritual pressure!

  Before this, Wu Haohan guessed this as well, but he quickly cast aside the possibility. He did not believe that someone else other than Her Royal Highness could cultivate mental power to such an unbelievable stage.

  However, after being hunted down by a mental-power-stimulated ancient beast, it would only be strange if he was still clueless about Ou Yangming’s mental power.

  Wu Haohan took a deep breath and was about to speak when his heart thudded.

  His eyelids twitched, then he sat with his legs crossed and entered a wonderful state.

  Ou Yangming was stunned. ‘He has already been defeated. How can he be so thick-faced by staying in the ring…’

  Despite that, Ou Yangming was too shy to drive Wu Haohan off the ring due to his status as an imperial family martial artist.

  The crowd exhaled deeply as well. They did not know to laugh or to cry when Wu Haohan directed and performed the Shaman Dance on his own, but a feeling of fear somehow lingered between them, hence they dared not clamor.

  When Wu Haohan was finally not being attacked by Ou Yangming’s mental power anymore and collapsed, the crowd relaxed at the same time.

  That said, they looked at Ou Yangming differently.

  It might be accidental that Ou Yangming defeated a Yang Grade powerhouse, but it was definitely not fortuitous that he triumphed over two Yang Grade powerhouses in a row; he had to be truly skilled.

  Perhaps one was only considered a genius if one was a Yin Grade martial artist but had powers superior to a Yang Grade powerhouse’s.

  The crowd focused on the victor and no longer paid attention to the loser even though the latter was one of the renowned powerhouses from the imperial family.

  Despite that, some people finally noticed the abnormality in Wu Haohan after a brief moment.

  “Why isn’t Wu Haohan getting off the ring? Does he want to dominate the ring?”

  “Heh, he gave his all just now, so is he worn out now?”

  Questioning voices filled the air, but the guards around the ring were helpless.

  They were imperial guards, so they would naturally handle the situation justly if someone else stayed on the
ring without wanting to leave. However, Wu Haohan was an imperial family powerhouse, whose status was way above theirs, thus they dared not be unrestrained.

  Having said that, they had to do something when the crowd began to discuss this matter.

  A head guard bit the bullet and went up to the ring, then he carefully approached Wu Haohan, who was sitting with his legs crossed. Just as the guard was going to persuade Wu Haohan, a cold voice was heard coming from another ring. “Back off!”

  The head guard was taken aback. He immediately bowed and retreated without a sound.

  It was Princess Wu Hanning who spoke, and no imperial guard in the capital would disobey Her Royal Highness.

  Wu Hanning looked at the confused crowd and noted loudly, “Wu Haohan is in the process of breaking through to the peak of Yang Grade Class Five, so if anyone disturbs him now, you’ll be his enemy for life. If any of you aren’t pleased, by all means, you can go up to the ring.”

  The crowd looked at each other and secretly cursed.

  ‘Won’t the imperial family be embarrassed if someone disturbs Wu Haohan while he’s trying to break through? As long as one isn’t crazy, I suppose nobody would have the guts to do that?’

  ‘Even if one’s a lunatic… Do you really think the imperial guards are incompetent? They’ll definitely join hands to beat that person up and drag him to the prison to be tortured.’

  Before long, the crowd was struck with another thought.

  ‘Why did Wu Haohan suddenly break through at this moment?’

  In particular, the Yang Grade powerhouses looked grim, and their eyes lit up. Those who could advance to Yang Grade were not idiots, so they had an idea of what was going on when they recalled what happened. It was not easy for a martial artist to upgrade to another class or rank. Apart from accumulating enough experience, one needed to break through the martial arts bottleneck.

  It was not tough to accumulate experiences because it was bound to happen as long as one persistently worked hard and did not ruin one’s foundation. On the opposite, nobody could guarantee a successful advancement through the bottleneck.

  A fateful chance would be needed for a breakthrough. If one had a chanced encounter or accumulated enough experiences to arrive at the upper limit, one could successfully break through.

  Without a chanced encounter, one could not even be able to advance half a step, which was the usual case for many people.

  Although powerful resources could sometimes lower the condition to break through a bottleneck, resources were always rare.

  Unless one was a God-favored child, for instance, Zuoqiu Hongyuan, Wu Hanning, and He Liangce, who were nurtured regardless of the costs, how could one acquire those resources?

  Therefore, most martial artists were left with one option to break through.

  They would cultivate to a bottleneck then get into a life-or-death-battle with an equally formidable enemy, hoping that they would gain apprehension and make it through the bottleneck.

  Nonetheless, how could anyone easily get into a life-or-death battle with an evenly-matched opponent? It would not be effective if one’s opponent was too weak, and it would be a tragedy if one’s opponent was too powerful. Besides, nobody could guarantee a breakthrough in a life-or-death battle like that.

  It was certainly not an easy task because a martial artist’s path of cultivation was full of hardships.

  Normally, one would die before being able to break through.

  When the crowd looked at Wu Haohan, who was sitting with his legs crossed on the ring, they experienced an upsurge of emotions and could no longer calm down.

  They felt like they stumbled upon a wonderful method through Wu Haohan.

  Just as everyone brewed ulterior notices, Wu Haohan released a threatening aura without warning. It was so intense and violent that it could not be put into words.

  Wu Hanning curled her lips into a faint smile. While Wu Haohan was not a core figure in the imperial family, he was part of the collateral branch, hence the imperial family’s combat power would increase if he could enter the peak of Yang Grade Class Five.

  Moreover, those who were at the peak of Yang Grade Class Five had a higher chance of becoming a Supreme Great Ancestor.

  It was just a faint hope, but every Supreme Great Ancestor entered Extreme Grade from the peak of Yang Grade Class Five, and there had been no exceptions. If one could not even arrive at the peak of Yang Grade Class Five, one would not have the hope of becoming a Supreme Great Ancestor at all.

  Wu Haohan slowly stood up. His aura was unstable, and he had a complicated look on his face.

  When he looked at Ou Yangming again, he did not know what he was thinking and how he was feeling.

  That being said, he was very clear that the spiritual pressure from the gigantic beast, which was stimulated by Ou Yangming was so real that he could not get rid of it. It was enough to prove that Ou Yangming’s mental power was far beyond what he could imagine.

  Although Wu Haohan’s martial art cultivation base improved, he knew that the outcome would be the same even if they fought again.

  Wu Haohan sighed and cupped his fist at Ou Yangming. “Thank you.” Following that, he flashed and left the ring, then he walked far away.

  Two imperial guards instantly escorted him, whereas the other people looked at him in envy.

  They knew Wu Haohan had left to cultivate in isolation to stabilize his state, and he would be welcomed by a brand new world once he finished the process.

  Ou Yangming grinned and shook his hand a little, causing a white light ring to appear around him.

  The light ring did not cover a huge area as it was only a few meters around him.

  Ou Yangming closed his eyes in the ring, and he inhaled deeply to enjoy the marvelous moment.

  On the other hand, the faces of Wu Hanning, Zuoqiu Hongyuan, Bai Shixue, and some formidable cultivators changed. They either mumbled softly or spoke to themselves.

  ‘Vigor Spell…’

  ‘It’s the legendary Vigor Spell.’

  Bai Shixue had a strange look on her face when she glanced at the ceramic bottles in her hands.

  She gathered every Vigor Medicine from the store, but before she could get them to Ou Yangming, he had already performed the Vigor Spell.

  ‘What exactly does the young fella not know…’

  Chapter 309 - Air-striking Fist Technique

  Chapter 309 Air-striking Fist Technique

  The light ring slowly disappeared. When Ou Yangming held his fists slightly, he felt that his power recovered to its peak.

  His martial art cultivation base was only at the peak of Yin Grade, after all. Although he could contend with Yang Grade powerhouses by relying on the profound step technique and his various remarkable trump cards, plenty of power was consumed each time. As such, his body would suffer slight losses.

  Nonetheless, this was similar to how a poor quality iron was tempered into steel after it was thoroughly tempered. Without such tempering, a martial art master could not be born.

  Ou Yangming did not consume any energy when he exchanged blows with the four Yin Grade martial artists, but he was exhausted after fighting two Yang Grade powerhouses. Even though his waist sash improved his physique, it was still the same. Needless to say, it was because he chose to grapple with his opponents instead of fully utilizing the integration of Heaven and man. If he had used that state and the thoroughly meticulous, the consumption could not have been so huge.

  As compared to Ou Yangming’s physical losses, his mental power consumption was close to nothing

  Apart from having more than 50 Points of mental power, the Qi Return necklace also assisted him. He did lose a bit of mental power, but he could sense the mysterious energy in the void slowly making up for the loss at the moment.

  If the recovery process lasted more than an hour, his mental power would definitely be recovered to the peak too.

  The crowd had different thoughts when the light ring shone, but nob
ody dared to go up to the ring. It was only when the light disappeared, a person suddenly jumped up to the ring and cupped his hands at Ou Yangming. The man then said in a deep voice, “I’m Lin Xiujin from Xuanchen county. Please give me some pointers, Brother Ou.”

  Ou Yangming was stunned. The two Yang Grade powerhouses who challenged him earlier were not disdainful toward him, but they clearly did not treat him with respect.

  Nevertheless, it was expected because it would only be shocking if they—Yang Grade powerhouses—respected a Yin Grade martial artist.

  On the opposite, Lin Xiujing not only greeted Ou Yangming with a salutation when he got up to the ring, but he also made himself seem weak be it his tone or his actions.

  Ou Yangming was not the only one who noticed the abnormality because the other people below the ring began to discuss with one another.

  Despite that, the other Yang Grade powerhouses were like sawed gourds; they did not make a sound.

  “Senior, you’re being too polite,” Ou Yangming responded and laughed. He was puzzled because the man’s attitude was unordinary.

  Though Ou Yangming was on intimate terms with some Supreme Great Ancestors, it was an entirely different situation. After all, any Supreme Great Ancestor would be willing to be friends with a blacksmith who was capable of smithing magic tools.

  Over here, he was on the ring. How could the courageous powerhouses be willing to admit defeat?

  Even so, Lin Xiujing did not carry the demeanor of a Yang Grade powerhouse. He shook his head and noted, “It’s my honor to be able to fight you, Brother Ou. Please!”

  The moment he took a step back, he slowly released his aura.

  Lin Xiujing flashed all of a sudden and swung his fist as he charged at Ou Yangming. Before he was even close to the young fellow, his fist wing whistled and pierced the air. Ou Yangming’s eyes lit up because the skin on his face stung a little as though it was cut by a blade. He narrowed his eyes and thought, ‘I dare not face this strange attack with the weakest part of my body.’

  Following that, he exerted force through the tip of his toes to move backward. When his upper body swayed, it somehow gave off an odd illusion as if his body was split into two.

 

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