Chapter 80 – Half a Month Forging a Strong Soul (Twelve)

Wind-Blazing Fire Blade!

The radiant glow intensified, causing the temperature in the private room to rise accordingly. A visible crimson light burst forth.

It could be said that, in her extreme fury, the Black-Clad Woman had already judged Ye Kuang as a criminal and intended to execute him on the spot.

Seeing this, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but feel horrified. He had never witnessed such a bizarre technique before, but that was no reason for him to wait idly for death.

He immediately sank into a horse stance, solid as a rock, and swung his arms out to both sides. Two golden dragons materialized and coiled around his body.

The entwined dragon bodies appeared vivid and lifelike, continuously weaving back and forth. When they converged at his palms, the dragon’s visage clearly showed great rage.

Wild Goose Landing!

Faster than words can tell!

The golden dragons revealed their domineering aura, suddenly surging upward with a speed rivaling lightning.

The moment they met the Crimson Blade, they coiled around it entirely. As the dragon’s maw gaped wide, it bit down fiercely!

Boom!

The earth-shattering roar arrived, followed by countless flames running rampant. Wherever they met a wall, it cracked; wherever they touched an object, it ignited; wherever…

At that moment, all eleven people, including the Chief, were struck dumb, each seemingly forgetting their own safety.

Ye Kuang took a step back, his palms trembling visibly.

If not for another wisp of True Qi surging from his Dantian to protect his body, they would have shattered long ago.

In contrast, the Black-Clad Woman opposite him wore an expression of astonishment, her face slightly pale.

It could be said that she was clearly surprised by Ye Kuang’s ability to repeatedly counter her techniques.

Ye Kuang: “You damned woman, come and die!!!”

Dragon Shadow Step!

His figure suddenly became unpredictable. Twisting left and leaping right, he was already in close proximity to his opponent.

Dragon Regrets!

At this moment, Ye Kuang was truly enraged.

If he weren’t somewhat capable, he would have been dead without a trace.

Thinking of this, his moves became exceptionally vicious.

Black-Clad Woman: “You dare insult me, very well… very well…”

As she spoke, she had already swiftly floated backward, actually managing to dodge several attacks head-on. Her speed was remarkably on par with Ye Kuang’s.

By now, the hall was crowded with people, everyone choosing to stop and watch.

It must be said that although no one could clearly see everything happening, they undeniably possessed extraordinary imaginative abilities.

When they saw Ye Kuang chasing the Black-Clad Woman into the distance, the scene instantly erupted.

Seeing this, the Chief couldn’t help but feel greatly troubled. After repeated persuasion from the ten instructors, he had no choice but to reveal the truth.

It turned out this woman was one of the experts the Chief had contacted.

However, Ye Kuang was completely unaware of this. He chased the Black-Clad Woman all the way to the Sports Field…

By now, it was nearly 6 PM, and the sky was still somewhat bright.

Two still figures stood facing each other, glaring angrily.

Ye Kuang: “Damned woman, why did you stop running?”

Black-Clad Woman: “Ha! Me, run away? The wind is strong here. Do you know what that means?”

Hearing this, Ye Kuang’s eyes couldn’t help but turn sharp. Honestly, he really didn’t know.

Black-Clad Woman: “That’s because…”

Before she finished speaking, she began moving her hands continuously, manipulating the universe. An invisible fierce wind gathered together at a terrifying speed.

Seeing this, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but feel his scalp tingle.

Only at this moment did he finally understand: there are skies beyond skies, and people beyond people.The realization that this woman could manipulate the wind struck him with terrifying clarity, causing a shift in his eyes.

In that moment, he dared not let her build momentum any further, for the consequences would be unimaginable!

With this thought, Ye Kuang mobilized all his strength, his arms flailing wildly.

Suddenly, the heavens and earth churned, the sun and moon dimmed, and amidst alternating golden lightning, countless scattered golden lights flickered into existence.

Seven dragon shadows descended from the sky, encircling Ye Kuang, their eerie presence contrasting starkly with the darkened world—a truly horrifying sight.

Both were clearly gathering their power, but this was no ordinary battle; it was a contest of True Qi against wind force!

“Wind Blade, a thousand cuts!”

“Seventh Palm, Sudden Arrival!”

Ye Kuang’s arms abruptly shifted into a Taiji stance, thrusting forward.

Roar!

Instantly, where the dragon shadows rampaged, countless wind blades were severed in two.

Yet when the two forces collided, a blinding light erupted with intensified brilliance.

Boom!

The deafening explosion thundered like a storm, shaking the very air.

An endless gale followed, violently crashing against everything in all directions.

Caught in this tempest, Ye Kuang found it impossible to stand firm; he was sent flying, soaring dozens of yards away.

A closer look would reveal his body trembling uncontrollably, his palms dripping with fresh blood.

When Ye Kuang lifted his gaze toward his opponent, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of inner dread.

The Black-Clad Woman, though her face grew increasingly pale, remained completely unharmed, and beside her now stood a Masked Man.

“Hahaha, Feng Mingxue, you’ve taken quite a loss.”

“None of your business! I refuse to believe this brat can grow three heads and six arms!”

“Enough, let me handle this!”

“How dare you steal my prey? I won’t let this slide…”

But before Feng Mingxue could finish, the Masked Man strode purposefully toward Ye Kuang.

Only then did Ye Kuang learn the Black-Clad Woman’s name was Feng Mingxue.

His eyes widened in sheer astonishment.

The Masked Man suddenly accelerated, covering the distance in the blink of an eye, stopping just three zhang away from Ye Kuang.

“Roar!” Ye Kuang bellowed in fury, striking out with a fierce Dragon Regrets.

He reasoned that anyone accompanying Feng Mingxue must be her equal, if not stronger.

Thus, he held nothing back in this attack.

Yet, to his shock, the Masked Man remained utterly unfazed, catching the dragon’s head with a single claw-like hand.

Then, with a dismissive flick, he hurled the dragon’s head back at Ye Kuang.

Howl!

Ye Kuang paled at the sight, scrambling to dodge without a shred of dignity.

Bang!

A loud crash followed, earth exploding upon impact.

A rich, fragrant scent filled the air.

Cold sweat broke out on Ye Kuang’s forehead; he knew he had encountered a true master!

By the time he regained his footing, he let out a deep, heavy exhale.

Simultaneously, the Masked Man lunged forward with lightning speed, throwing a Cannon Blast punch!