191: C191 Again

C191 Again

Even a perfect Intermediate Level Martial Skill wouldn't be enough in this battle.

Suen Yaohui bent the five fingers on his left hand and gathered true qi in his palm. Then, a bright arrow with a sharp aura appeared. It moved forward with his left palm, and then shook.

The three-inch-long light arrow pierced through the Longhu Fist Seal with a piercing sound.

The Longhu Fist Seal was like a deflated balloon, and the force contained within it rapidly dissipated. The force of the fist gradually faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Before it even reached Suen Yaohui, the Dragon Tiger Fist Seal had completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

The moment the Dragon-Tiger Fist print disappeared, Yang Fan had unknowingly appeared in the sky above Suen Yaohui. He raised his right leg high and swung it down like a battle-ax.

The air was split open, forming a rolling airwave that rolled to both sides.

Many people were surprised. Their eyes were focused on the Dragon-Tiger Fist. They did not notice when Yang Fan appeared in this position.

However, Suen Yaohui had been prepared for this. His right hand, which had been motionless all this time, suddenly clenched tightly.

The moment he tightened his grip, true qi once again condensed into a long spear.

He thrust the spear out.

Bang!

The spear shattered, and Yang Fan's right foot bounced up into the air. He somersaulted backwards once again.

The moment his foot touched the ground, the piece of stone that was still intact completely shattered. Yang Fan's body, on the other hand, shot out like an arrow.

"Tremble!"

Yang Fan shouted in his heart. His right leg swept out like an iron whip, and an invisible vibration gathered on his right leg.

Suen Yaohui's pupils shrank when he sensed the trembling force on Yang Fan's right leg. He waved his right hand like a fish tail and slowly pushed it out. The air rumbled, and true qi condensed into a dark blue palm print.

Jade Sky Divine Palm!

The two feet large dark blue palm print carried a rumbling sound as it was pushed out horizontally in a crushing manner.

"He actually forced Senior Brother Sun to such an extent!"

"Azure Sky Divine Palm! Senior Brother Sun has finally unleashed the High-level Martial Skill that he has cultivated the most deeply!"

"Hmph! Now that Senior Brother Sun is serious, Jin Zheng will definitely lose!"

When they saw Suen Yaohui using the High-level Martial Skill, the people of Flying Feather Sect started discussing amongst themselves. Their faces were filled with confidence.

Suen Yaohui had already cultivated this High-level Martial Skill, and it was infinitely close to the level of major accomplishment. No one would be able to stop him if he used it at this moment!

Bang!

Yang Fan's right leg slammed into the palm, and his body was instantly sent flying. The trembling force didn't shatter the palm, but only caused a few cracks to appear.

The palm was still heading towards Yang Fan. Although its speed seemed slow, it was actually incomparably strange.

In the blink of an eye, it had arrived in front of him.

Yang Fan didn't have time to stabilize his body. As he retreated, he threw out a punch. The trembling force on his fist finally shattered the palm print completely.

A dark blue light swept across, blocking everyone's vision. Violent and chaotic energy wreaked havoc in the light.

In the next moment, everyone saw a black shadow shoot out from the blue light.

This black shadow was Yang Fan.

Swoosh!

At the same time, Suen Yaohui's figure flashed and closed in on Yang Fan. Just as Yang Fan stopped moving, Suen Yaohui caught up with him.

His palm shook, and a dark blue afterimage appeared.

In the next moment, his palm struck out. Because of inertia, all the afterimages rushed together. Another dark blue palm print struck towards Yang Fan.

The wind pressure from the palm print made Yang Fan squint his eyes.

However, Yang Fan didn't dare to be distracted at all. His fist carried a trembling force as it was violently thrown out.

With an explosive sound, the palm print was shattered, and Yang Fan was forced back once again.

Everyone could clearly see that this time, it wasn't Jin Zheng who took the initiative to retreat, but that he really couldn't block Suen Yaohui's attack. If this continued, Jin Zheng would undoubtedly lose.

Many people revealed a mocking smile at the corner of their mouths. Jin Zheng had said that he was the number one amongst the younger generation, but it was still too early.

In the current Scarlet Flame Prefecture, there were still three top geniuses dominating the entire younger generation!

Yang Fan stomped on the ground and shattered the stone slab. He stopped moving and raised his head to look at Suen Yaohui. He furrowed his brows and said with a grin, "Again!"

After saying that, he looked at Suen Yaohui who was closing in on him once again. His fist was like a frenzied dragon that had gone out to sea, smashing onto the dark blue palm print that had appeared once again.

Bang!

The palm print shattered, and Yang Fan slid backwards. His feet dug out two inches deep gullies on the ground.

"Again!"

Yang Fan's voice rang out once again, and he threw out a punch.

The dark blue palm continued to shatter, and Yang Fan continued to retreat.

Although Suen Yaohui's expression was still calm, there were beads of sweat on his forehead. Continuous casting of the High-level Martial Skill had consumed a lot of his energy.

Although his attacks had forced Jin Zheng back time and time again, he knew that it had not caused any substantial damage to Jin Zheng.

The force of the Emerald Sky Divine Palm was mostly neutralized by the trembling force, but the remaining force still struck Jin Zheng's body. However, the latter was still incomparably ferocious. How could he be injured?

The others also noticed this, and their expressions became more and more solemn.

Once again, Yang Fan was forced to retreat. However, a smile appeared on his face.

The drop of true qi liquid that had been condensed in his dantian was finally no longer as solid as a rock, and did not move at all. The true qi liquid followed the other true qi and circulated within his meridians.

Suddenly, an extremely powerful force started churning within Yang Fan's body.

"Again!"

Yang Fan shouted and threw out a punch. His fist was glowing with a white light, and the air was shaking violently, producing a continuous buzzing sound.

Suen Yaohui frowned. He suddenly felt a sense of danger in his heart.

This was the instinct of a martial artist, so Suen Yaohui did not hesitate at all. He waved his hands at the same time, and his movements were smooth and smooth. Then, his hands struck out at the same time.

Two dark blue palm prints flew out, one in front and one behind.2

After unleashing such an attack, Suen Yaohui's face instantly turned pale. Even his lips seemed to have lost their color.

Yang Fan didn't care about it at all. He continued to punch ferociously.

Boom!

A strong white light suddenly burst out, covering the blue light. The two palm prints only lasted for a breath in the middle of the white light before they shattered with a loud bang.

As for the fist that was circulating with the white light, it once again erupted with a terrifying fist force.

Suen Yaohui's expression changed drastically. He exerted all of his remaining True Qi in his body, but it still could not block the fist force that carried a trembling force.

"Cough..."

Suen Yaohui coughed violently and took five steps back. With every step he took, his face turned even paler. When he reached the fifth step, he finally couldn't hold it in anymore and spat out a mouthful of blood.

On the other side, Yang Fan took a few deep breaths. His chest heaved up and down before it slowly calmed down.

Obviously, the attack just now had consumed a lot of his energy.

But the square was completely silent.

Looking at the scene in front of them, they felt that it was unbelievable, as if they were dreaming.

One of the top three geniuses of Scarlet Flame Prefecture, Suen Yaohui, had lost!

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