Strongest Martial God - Chapter 58
Translator: Seventh Peril Editor: Anuvrat
“*Bang—*”
Violent energy waves swept forth. The flame barrier that Su Yu had summoned was directly torn apart by Pang Jie’s attack, turning into particles of light.
“*Cough—*”
The moment the barrier disappeared, Su Yu was implicated as well. Her face turned pale as she spat out a mouthful of blood. Her expression became extremely unsightly.
“*Huff—*”
As he destroyed Su Yu’s move, the dagger in Pang Jie’s hand began to emit an even stronger baleful aura. Without the slightest hesitation, he sliced towards Su Yu. Obviously, her extremely delicate and beautiful face had no meaning for Pang Jie. It could be said he was seriously evil.
“*Whoosh—*”
Almost at the same time, a streak of sword light whistled out from the side, clashing head-on with the ink-black dagger in Pang Jie’s hand.
“*Clank—*”
The clanging sound of metal clashing was heard, and in the midst of the strong winds, the long sword was directly repelled. Ye Zhong’s palm that was holding the Kongming Sword was numb and his purlicue also cracked open, and drops of blood slid down to the blade. His face became somewhat pale at this point, and the Qi and Blood were surging within his body.
Stared at the ice-cold face of Pang Jie, Ye Zhong’s expression was extremely ugly. Pang Jie was not only at the Sixth Layer of Body Tempering, the Secret Art of Body Tempering he cultivated probably was at least a low-grade Spirit-rank, on par with the Xingxiang Sect’s Secret Art of Body Tempering, the Astral Body. This was the reason why Pang Jie was so terrifying.
When facing other powerhouses, the kind of domination from the Spiritual Secret Art of Body Tempering could make some difference.
“Young Master Ye, let’s not waste each other’s time. That way, I might let you guys die a quicker death.” Pang Jie stared at Ye Zhong with rapt attention, his gaze was as sharp as a blade.
He was not in a hurry to attack. Instead, he spoke with a mocking tone.
“Just because you have gained a little advantage just now, it doesn’t mean you already have the absolute advantage!” Ye Zhong shook his arm slightly and lifted his head to look at Pang Jie. The next moment, he did not have the slightest intention of retreating but instead took a step forward.
“*Boom—*”
In that instant, Ye Zhong fully urged the Secret Art of Six Grave Swords within his body, and the Heavenly Circuit of Spiritual Qi began to circulate wildly on its own. It made Ye Zhong’s Qi and Blood boil, and his potential aura reached its peak. Obviously, Ye Zhong did not intend to surrender at this point.
Pang Jie frowned slightly as he felt the faint aura of pressure radiating from Ye Zhong. With his absolute advantage, he did not think that the tables would be turned, but Ye Zhong was emanating an aura that made him feel a sense of danger!
“Don’t try to act tough!”
But the next moment, Pang Jie laughed coldly, putting aside the concern in his heart. He had already seen all Ye Zhong’s tricks, and he did not believe that a mere Ye Zhong could turn the tide!
“*Boom—*”
Pang Jie’s body moved. The dagger in his hand turned into a black sword glow, whizzing across the sky with an extremely terrifying pressure, heading towards Ye Zhong.
“*Whoosh*”
The Kongming Sword in Ye Zhong’s hand also turned into a cyan sword aura. Under Su Yu’s nervous gaze, it whizzed out and heavily clashed with Pang Jie’s attack.
Now that things had developed to this point, there was no longer any fancy stuff between the two of them. Instead, it was a true clash of strength.
What Pang Jie relied on was only his cultivation strength at the Sixth Layer of Body Tempering. And what Ye Zhong relied on was the formidable power of his Divine Secret Art of Body Tempering!
From a certain point of view, the strength of these two could already be said to be heaven-defying among their peers. Therefore, this kind of collision caused the air to explode, and countless cracks spread on the ground.
“*Bang—*”
Another fierce collision occurred. The two figures crossed each other. When their feet landed on the ground, they left deep footprints behind.
Ye Zhong’s body wavered slightly as the Secret Art of Six Grave Swords circulated furiously within his body, resisting all of the violent force that had invaded his body as much as possible. Even so, his handsome outstanding face showed a grave expression. Pang Jie’s cultivation level might be on par with Mo Fanlong, but the severity of their attacks was completely different. Mo Fanlong was just a conceited young master from a noble clan, but he could tell that Pang Jie was living through great hardships and must have experienced life and death situations before. Such an opponent was extremely difficult to deal with.
If it were not for the fact that Ye Zhong was cultivating the Secret Art of Six Grave Swords, and he was very experienced in combat, due to the difference in cultivation level, he would have been crushed by Pang Jie by now.
“Heh, what a great skill. I can see that the Spiritual Secret Art of Body Tempering you’re cultivating is even more astonishing than the Inheritance of the Innate Temple, right? Although I don’t know how you obtained such a level of Spiritual Secret Art, there was no meaning in keeping the Inheritance to yourself?” Standing opposite to him, Pang Jie stared at the centre of his palm and spoke with a cold expression. Moreover, with his sharp eyes, he could tell in an instant that Ye Zhong relied on the domination of the Spiritual Secret Art of Body Tempering to be able to compete with him.
However, despite the mockery, Pang Jie had already listed Ye Zhong as one of the most dangerous people to deal with. With just the strength at the Fourth Layer of Body Tempering, Ye Zhong was able to match up against him, just slightly disadvantaged. If he grew up more, just how terrifying would he be?
Ye Zhong’s eyes were cold and detached. Although Pang Jie’s approach was beyond his imagination, Ye Zhong had completely calmed down by now. Although it was not easy to deal with him, Ye Zhong would never give up now.
Ye Zhong was too lazy to waste his words on Pang Jie anymore. He stomped on the ground, and his figure flashed out, pouncing towards Pang Jie. A beam of sword light swept out in the blink of an eye.
“What a fast sword!”
Pang Jie’s pupils contracted slightly. Ye Zhong’s attack was completely different from any previous attack, it contained an extremely sharp sword intent, causing his hair to stand on end.
In the next moment, a cloud of black light burst out from the dagger in Pang Jie’s hand. Then, the dagger in his hand shot out like a poisonous dragon.
“*Boom—*”
The two terrifying attacks collided with a loud bang, and a terrifying shockwave swept out in all directions.
However, as soon as the two attacks met, Ye Zhong’s feet touched the ground, and his body soared into the air. His swift legs moved as fast as lightning, a whip-like kick aiming at Pang Jie’s face.
“*Boom— Boom— Boom—*”
The shadows of his legs flashed. At this moment, even the air was forcibly blasted apart.
“*Boom—*”
Pang Jie subconsciously raised his right arm, and a terrifying kick landed on his wrist. In the blink of an eye, the collision between their fists and kicks caused an extremely terrifying shockwave to spread out crazily and caused the ground to crack.
“*Bang—*”
Pang Jie’s body was also violently flung away at this moment. He was only able to come to a somewhat miserable stop after smashing against a stone pillar.
As Ye Zhong got into a stronger position, he dashed forward. His right hand clenched into a fist, and on top of his fist, four layers of sword imprints superimposed over each other rapidly.
“It’s not enough!”
Ye Zhong gritted his teeth as he mustered all the power of the Secret Art of Six Grave Swords into his right arm. A fifth sword imprint also faintly appeared.
“Shura Sword Seal!”
As the fifth imprint emerged, Ye Zhong shouted and sent a punch towards Pang Jie.
“Hmph!”
A creepy feeling instantly emerged in his heart. However, Pang Jie’s eyes also turned cold. He slapped out with his right hand and layers of black bones instantly formed on his palm. A sharp shriek sounded from the centre of his palm.
“Heimo Style – Bone Shattering Palm!”
Along with Pang Jie’s shout, a black palm imprint was released clashing heavily with Ye Zhong’s Shura Sword Seal in an extremely horrifying manner.
“*Rumble—*”
The instant the two Spiritual Secret Arts collided, a thunder-like loud sound rang out in the main hall. Two frightening energies swept out and caused the main hall to tremble slightly.
It was really hard to imagine that two juniors of the younger generation in the Nine Layers of Body Tempering Realm could be terrifying to such an extent.
“*Crack—*”
After the two attacks collided for a moment, a crack line suddenly appeared on Pang Jie’s black bone palm. After this, the crack line quickly flowed and the black bone palm was directly shattered into pieces.
“*Bang—*”
In the instant the attack was broken, Ye Zhong’s fist had brought with it Five-layered Shura Sword Seals, which landed on Pang Jie’s chest and abdomen. Pang Jie’s chest and abdomen caved in for a moment, and with a jolt, he was sent flying for hundreds of meters, hitting the stone pillar and landing on the ground. A large mouthful of blood was already spurting out wildly.
Pang Jie actually didn’t have the slightest advantage even when the two of them were fighting with all their might?
At the moment, shock appeared in the eyes of Su Yu, who was standing by the side with a worried expression. Ye Zhong’s performance was beyond her expectations time and again. Such a character, even if he was in the Xingxiang Sect, sooner or later, he would blossom into the most terrifying figure, outstanding the peers.
“*Cough—*”
Ye Zhong landed on the ground, and his body swayed as he spat out a mouthful of blood. Obviously, even he would not be able to gain much upper hand from the clash just now. However, even though he was spitting out blood, his expression was still indifferent. After that, he held the Kongming Sword and slowly walked forward.
“Ye Zhong, things won’t end like this!” Looking at Ye Zhong’s expression, Pang Jie was horrified. At this moment, he dared not continue the fight with Ye Zhong. After making a few harsh remarks, he crushed the Innate Command Token and disappeared from the main hall at lightning speed.
“*Puff—*”
As Pang Jie retreated, Ye Zhong’s body wavered, spitting out a mouthful of blood. However, this time, he fell to the ground, his face unsightly to the extreme.
