Chapter 5: Chapter 5: The Might of Locking Spirit

Boom!

The ground beneath his feet exploded, and he shot up like a cannonball bursting from its chamber.

One punch, wrapped in terrifying black True Qi!

That was the True Qi cultivated from the Celestial Refining Divine Scripture.

As black as ink, like giant pythons coiling around his fist, ready to devour anyone!

No tricks, just this single punch!

“Die for me!”

Amidst the roar, the punch light was like a grinding stone, fiercely shattering the raging rain of blades.

Ye Han’s eyes bulged wide, his voice trembling in shock: “How is this possible?”

The fist shredded all blade shadows, crashing head-on into the real blood blade with savage intensity!

Clang!

The crisp explosion drowned out all the uproar in the martial arena.

A shrill scream tore through the air, the blood blade was flung skyward.

Ye Han spat a mouthful of blood, shooting out like a broken kite, crashing down several zhang away, his body convulsing uncontrollably.

The whole place fell deathly silent!

Xu Yang strode up to Ye Han, looking down at the terror in his eyes, and let out a cold, distant laugh.

It’s either you die, or I live!

Boom!

He stomped down, crushing Ye Han’s chest.

“Asura!”

“Asura! Asura! Asura!”

The frenzied shouts surged like a tidal wave, deafening, swallowing the entire arena whole.

The gamblers who won went mad, waving arms and legs, screaming wildly.

While those who lost slumped like orphans, cursing endlessly from their seats.

That black devil mask, now stained with fresh blood, seemed to come alive in this moment, grinning hideously at everyone!

In this atmosphere, Xu Yang’s blood raged to the boiling point.

“The second match!”

“Asura’s opponent is the Barbarian who’s won eight straight!”

As the shout fell, a tall, massive figure emerged by the gate.

Nine feet tall, beastly and burly!

Huge muscles like pieces of bronze.

Just standing there, he was like a small mountain, exuding crushing pressure.

The Barbarians from beyond the Northern Territory are giants by birth, wielding innate power.

At the same level, few martial artists can compare!

Also middle stage of Fetal Breathing, yet his aura was several times stronger than Ye Han just now!

“Daqian bastard, I’m gonna tear you apart and chew you piece by piece!”

The Barbarian roared savagely like a wild beast, stomping the ground as he charged in.

The Barbarians and Daqian are sworn enemies, forced to fight like dogs—endless hatred and killing intent rising, he surged up a storm, bringing down a palm like a crashing mountain.

Xu Yang’s pupils shrank; he felt a tremendous pressure.

Far beyond what Ye Han could match!

At this moment, he deeply realized the terror of this life-and-death hellish duel!

This was only the second match, yet the enemy was already so fearsome.

“The Zheng Ming I have to face is countless times more terrifying than this guy!”

“Xu Yang, remember all the humiliation you’ve suffered these years?”

“Kill!”

Xu Yang’s eyes burned blood-red, True Qi erupting from his bones, throwing out a punch.

Bam!

His fist slammed into a block of unbreakable iron, the colossal force sending pain up his arm, bone and tendon nearly shattering!

Xu Yang’s face didn’t flinch; he gritted his teeth and bore the agony, twisting in midair like a nimble spirit monkey, spinning to slap a Spirit Lock Seal onto the Barbarian with blinding speed.

Bam!

The Barbarian’s features contorted, howling in pain, his energy spiraling out of control inside his body.

In that instant—

Xu Yang seized his upper arm, leaped up, and with his massive fist smashed down on the Barbarian’s skull.

Bam!

One punch—skull shattered!

Blood and brain matter exploded like a cracked watermelon, splattering everywhere.

Xu Yang landed gracefully, his body trembling, staring at the fallen Barbarian corpse, the crimson in his pupils blazing ever brighter.

Sixteen years of suppression, today finally unleashed into endless killing intent.

This feeling was a release unlike anything before.

The endless cheers and shouts—Xu Yang heard none of it—as he slowly walked into the passageway, disappearing from everyone’s sight.

After leaving, he exchanged all his reward for cultivation resources and shut himself in a room for bitter training.

Vast essences poured in savagely, tearing at flesh and blood, yet he felt no ripple within.

He had only one belief—win!

Win nine matches, and take fierce revenge on those bastards from the Prince’s manor!

Make them pay in blood!

I’ve already lost everything!

What is there left to fear?

The second day.

“The opponent is a Fetal Breathing late-stage demon beast, the Red Flame Frenzied Lion!”

“Heavens, Asura won with just two moves!

“The fourth match, an old Beixuan Army veteran.”

“Hiss, killed with one blade!”

The third day, the fourth day, battle after battle of cruel life-and-death struggles played out.

Every single opponent was a strong enemy, each a champion with ten or twenty straight wins—but in front of Xu Yang, they all became corpses.

Eight wins in a row!

In the eyes of the martial arena, Xu Yang had become a treasure trove!

Every guard—even those surpassing the Innate Realm—when they saw Xu Yang, greeted him more warmly than their own fathers!

After eight matches, Xu Yang finally caught a breath.

He’d rest for three days, then face the final match, against an Innate Realm martial artist!

Three days—for anyone, even with vast resources, it’s impossible to break through to Innate Realm!

Let alone Xu Yang, who was only at late-stage Fetal Breathing Realm now!

Even those who thought Xu Yang would lose every previous match, were proven wrong again and again—but here, they were certain!

No one believed Xu Yang could win the last match!

That’s the Innate Realm.

The chance of victory was nearly zero.

True Qi transforming into True Essence is the gap between a child and an adult!

Xu Yang sat cross-legged on the bed, thick Evil Qi swirling around him.

He knew nothing of the outside world.

Even if he did, his heart would not stir!

“Innate masters, are they really so strong?”

Don’t forget, he used to be Innate too.

Even if he had only three days to prepare, even if he couldn’t break into the Innate Realm, facing the last fight—he felt no fear!

“Three days is more than enough!”

Gazing at the vast essence accumulated in the cauldron, Xu Yang smiled faintly, then closed his eyes and entered cultivation.

Bang! Bang!

Suddenly, knocking jolted Xu Yang from his meditation.

“Didn’t I say not to disturb me?” Xu Yang shouted, frowning.

“This is Su Yun, sir Asura—your final opponent has been snatched by someone!”

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