Chapter 243

Chapter 243: Chapter 242: Ye Tianchen and Bao Tianglong fought ferociously for over ten moves, both showing impressive offensive momentum and sustaining injuries. Bao Tianglong demonstrated the considerable strength befitting a former Heavenly Gang War General, while Ye Tianchen delivered the biggest shock to the audience. No one expected him to be so formidable, especially at such a young age, his skills so advanced that he could fight more than ten moves against Bao Tianglong without falling behind.

Those ten plus moves, mere skirmishes, allowed many to witness the essence and power of Chinese Martial Arts. The fierce combat made both Ye Tianchen and Bao Tianglong incredibly serious; neither dared to underestimate the other and each had to give their all.

Just as Bao Tianglong shouted, ready to settle the outcome with Ye Tianchen, the bluestone slabs around him astonishingly levitated off the ground. At least a dozen huge slabs, large enough to crush an ordinary person to death, let alone if more than a dozen fell together.

"Hard Qigong, the captain has used Hard Qigong to lift the surrounding slabs—this will surely beat that kid half to death!"

"It won’t be just half to death, but to kill this brat!"

Two of Bao Tianglong’s bodyguards, upon seeing him use his Hard Qigong to mobilize the dozen massive bluestone slabs, were excited beyond measure. Many believed that Hard Qigong merely epitomized overwhelming Inner Strength, and once unleashed, possessed invincible power, but they were mistaken. The greatest might of Hard Qigong lies in its ability to increase one’s tolerance for pressure manifold and then manipulate a gravity that ordinary people could not withstand, targeting and killing the enemy.

"Damn it, we must admit the Ye kid is mighty, but this time he will surely die!"

"Even if he managed to fight Bao Tianglong fiercely earlier, now that he has angered Bao Tianglong, his death is absolutely certain."

"There will be no mistakes this time, Ye Tianchen is doomed!"

The Luo family members were practically going insane, especially those who had always wanted Ye Tianchen dead. Every time they were certain of Ye Tianchen’s impending death, he would shock them unexpectedly. The more this happened, the more they wished for Ye Tianchen not to survive, to be killed directly by Bao Tianglong. Only then would they truly be at ease.

"The final move—if you can survive it, you win!" Bao Tianglong said coldly, his hands controlling the dozen huge bluestone slabs as he stared down at Ye Tianchen.

"I’ve already won, with the fighting power you’ve shown, you could become one of my followers. If you lose, I won’t take your life; just join me," Ye Tianchen said with a smile.

"Take this!"

Bao Tianglong roared, leaping over three meters high, astonishingly standing atop one of the bluestone slabs. The dozen slabs pressed down towards Ye Tianchen, causing onlookers to retreat involuntarily. If anyone were to be crushed by them, death or severe injury was inevitable. No one dared to gamble with their life.

"My son..." Luo Yan cried out in urgency, wanting to rush forward but was held back by Uncle Wang. At this moment, no one could help Ye Tianchen. He could only rely on himself.

"Miss, you can’t go there, you’ll lose your life!" Uncle Wang was also very anxious.

"Uncle Wang, let me go, Tianchen is in danger!" Luo Yan struggled desperately, wanting to rush over to protect her son.

"Mom, don’t come here and distract me, I’ll be fine, just stand farther away with Uncle Wang!" Ye Tianchen said with a smile to his mother.

Luo Yan was stunned for a moment. Seeing her son’s smile, she suddenly calmed down a lot. Indeed, even if she ran over there, what could she do? It would only distract her son and prevent him from dealing fully with the situation.

In the end, Luo Yan and Uncle Wang both stood aside, and the members of the Luo family had already retreated far away. Faced with such a scenario, no one dared to approach. Within this standoff, Luo Yansong had been staring intently at Ye Tianchen the whole time. His grandson’s character and skills had far surpassed his imagination, his mettle and courage possibly greater than his own in his youth.

Seeing that his mother, Luo Yan, had also stepped aside, Ye Tianchen felt much more relieved, but he absolutely did not underestimate Bao Tianglong’s attack. It was no mere Ancient Martial Sect Absolute Skill—it involved manipulation of objects. Of course, Ye Tianchen knew this wasn’t a Superpower; he didn’t sense any superpower energy fluctuations from Bao Tianglong. The method Bao Tianglong was using was purely injecting strong Inner Strength into the objects to control and attack, a method that was more fierce and powerful, its might immensely formidable.

Whooosh!

Whooosh!

Whooosh!

More than a dozen bluestone slabs were hurled at Ye Tianchen, crashing down from the sky as if unavoidable, and at that moment, Bao Tianglong was agile as a swallow, almost as if treading walls, stepping on the bluestone slabs and following the dozen or so slabs falling towards Ye Tianchen to launch his attack.

"Rise!"

Suddenly, Ye Tianchen roared loudly and raised his hands upward, boom, boom, boom, two earth walls rose from the ground and charged at the dozen bluestone slabs. It was a collision of skills, a clash of strength. Ye Tianchen used an Earth Element Superpower Skill and, in an instant, ignited the power of his King-level Superpower Realm within him. With two earth walls rising from the ground, he confronted the dozen falling bluestone slabs.

Boom, boom, boom...

The earth walls collided with the bluestone slabs, creating massive explosion sounds. Dust pervaded the open space, and the onlookers standing on the outskirts couldn’t see clearly what was happening inside. During the split second of collision between the earth walls and the bluestone slabs, they saw the walls crumble and the slabs break apart. Such formidable strength was chilling; these two people had surpassed the realm of normal human strength.

"Heavenly Gang Divine Fist!"

Bao Tianglong roared, diving down from a three-meter height, with his clenched right fist shimmering with golden light, exceptionally dazzling. This was his all-out strike and the strongest one as a Heavenly Gang Level War General. As he plunged forward with his right fist, it was like a beam of light cutting through the dust, carving out a path.

Swish!

Just as Bao Tianglong dived down and launched his punch, from within the dust cloud emerged a figure rushing upward, swinging a punch in response. Both men were extremely forceful and fervent.

Bang!

A loud crash sounded as Ye Tianchen and Bao Tianglong’s fists collided, setting off a burst of light. It was the strongest strike from both of them. Ye Tianchen gave his all, his Peak of King-level Superpower Realm strength erupting, punching with a force heavy as a Qian Jun weight. Bao Tianglong, once a Heavenly Gang Level War General, had been fierce, capable even of manipulating objects with his Hard Qi Skill, if not for misjudging a situation and killing someone blindly. His fist, too, had gathered all his Heavenly Gang Energy, hence it was named Heavenly Gang Divine Fist.

Bao Tianglong was sent flying in mid-air, and Ye Tianchen was knocked back by the shockwave into the dust. Silence ensued. Twenty moves, the two truly exchanged only twenty moves, immensely spectacular and ferocious. Yet, after those twenty moves, whether there was a victor or not, it was difficult for outsiders to know; perhaps only Ye Tianchen and Bao Tianglong themselves were aware.

Soon, Bao Tianglong landed, his face somewhat pale, with his right hand visibly twisted and deformed. That punch he had just thrown with all his might, his strongest "Heavenly Gang Divine Fist," he had thought would kill Ye Tianchen. Little did he know that Ye Tianchen’s counterstrike would be just as heavy, also carrying the weight of Qian Jun. In the collision of fists, in the contest of strength, Bao Tianglong had not expected Ye Tianchen to be this strong.

"Captain, are you alright?"

"Captain, your hand..."

Two guards hurried over and, seeing Bao Tianglong’s distorted right hand, both were deeply shocked. They had naturally seen Bao Tianglong execute his Heavenly Gang Divine Fist, arguably his most powerful blow, and even those not on the spot could feel its ferocity. Moreover, this punch was one where Bao Tianglong had gathered all his Inner Strength, almost unstoppable. Yet, Ye Tianchen had dared to counter it head-on with his fist, and what’s more, even managed to fracture and deform Bao Tianglong’s hand, truly a jaw-dropping turn of events.

"I’m fine... Ye Tianchen is indeed very strong. Fortunately, you two didn’t intervene, or else you would have been killed," Bao Tianglong said, looking at his two subordinates with a face of utmost seriousness.

The two guards silently nodded, turning their gaze towards the dust-filled center. By now, they had lost all traces of underestimation; instead, they held a hint of admiration for Ye Tianchen. The strong were naturally worthy of respect, and they were relieved they hadn’t replaced Captain Bao Tianglong in the fight, or else their corpses would likely be laying there still.

"Captain Bao, it’s fine, that kid Ye Tianchen must be dead!"

"Haha, good riddance. That brat was too arrogant, daring to cause trouble at our Luo family, he deserved to die."

"Hmph, ignorant fool, daring to challenge Captain Bao, he indeed had some skill, but now he’s certainly nothing more than a mangled mess!"

The Luo family’s people, seeing that even Bao Tianglong had been injured to the point his entire right hand was twisted and deformed, definitely suffering a comminuted fracture, trembled inside. None had expected Ye Tianchen to be this strong. It seemed that when he had struck Zhang Yun and Luo Xiaomei, he had held back after all; otherwise, that mother and son wouldn’t have had enough lives to die.

"Tianchen... Tianchen..." Luo Yan was stunned. With Bao Tianglong unharmed, then her son Ye Tianchen...?

Amid the joy and barely contained delight budding in some of the Luo family, as they began to laugh uncontrollably, and Luo Yan, almost frantic, prepared to dash into the dust to find her son, an impressive figure emerged, casually holding a cigarette in his mouth, left hand in his pocket, while his right hand dripped with fresh blood down his arm...(To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to vote for it with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.)