Chapter 156 – Intense Battle in Progress

Once, what did the martial world even mean?

I’ve dreamed impossible dreams, trodden paths strewn with thorns, sung impassioned songs…

Yet never deeply pondered why that generation of warriors became mere conversation topics.

Only at this moment did Ye Kuang understand that sometimes fervent passion cannot withstand the weight of grievances and rights and wrongs, making it hard to suppress righteous indignation.

Though he didn’t know why sudden inspirations struck him during battle, this unprecedented sensation made his techniques three parts more exquisite.

It was as if he kneaded all his thoughts into his palms, transforming them into ever-changing moves that flowed naturally into execution.

His opponent, Ma Jiazhen, only realized after exchanging blows that this young man seemed completely different from before.

If Ye Kuang’s initial clashes showed rigid strength and preferred direct confrontations, now he moved with fluid versatility, becoming unpredictably elusive.

At this thought, Ma Jiazhen splayed his fingers wide before clenching them into fists, assuming a formidable combat stance.

In response, Ye Kuang stomped the ground, shattering the floor instantly.

Flying debris filled the vision, including a massive stone slab that became his improvised weapon, hurled fiercely across the space.

Ma Jiazhen showed no surprise but rather a hint of humiliation.

Though puzzled how this uninitiated youth could rival him without breaking through the Innate realm, the reality of this weaker opponent holding his ground made it nearly unacceptable!

One punch!

Ma Jiazhen’s furious strike pulverized the stone, followed immediately by a “Sweeping Army” Tan Leg technique.

Yet Ye Kuang had already closed in silently, mirroring the aggression!

Boom!

Their legs crossed and separated in a flash.

The tremendous force they unleashed instantly fractured the ground beneath them, cracks spreading like spiderwebs.

And this confrontation had only just begun!

A blazing fury smoldered in Ye Kuang’s chest—not just hatred toward Southern Yuan and Northern Ma, but also the unresolved vengeance for Ling Yun…

All these intertwined emotions manifestly evolved into his fist and leg techniques.

Even his Divine Martial and Creation Power refused to remain dormant, granting him strength to contend with an Innate expert.

Thus his every punch and kick aimed unerringly at vital points.

Yet Ma Jiazhen’s Innate Skill proved worthy of its reputation, his half-step shifts allowing effortless navigation through the flurry of attacks.

Moreover, he intermittently countered with Springing Leg strikes.

Originally intending to resolve things swiftly, Ma Jiazhen found Ye Kuang’s power endlessly emerging, his persistence escalating dramatically.

As Ye Kuang pressed forward again, even the steady Ma Jiazhen roared angrily: “You brat, do you think abundant Internal Energy alone lets you oppose this elder?…”

“Utterly arrogant!”

Ye Kuang remained silent, sweeping his leg viciously toward the opponent’s lower body.

Ma Jiazhen simply raised a leg, evading the strike while delivering a crashing fist.

Instantly, the punch emerged ferociously, swift as thunder, accompanied by roaring wind.

Without hesitation, Ye Kuang planted both palms on the ground, pivoting to deliver a backward kick.

Thud!

Fist and foot collided in a blink, rumbling like heavenly thunder.

The erupting Vigorous Qi shook the skylight until cracks veined across its surface.Ye Kuang trembled all over, and the ground beneath his palm was not spared, shattering into pieces.

On the other side, Ma Jiazhen stomped his feet repeatedly to halt his retreat, then immediately pounced forward again like a tiger.

His speed was so swift, it resembled a ferocious tiger lunging at a sheep.

Ye Kuang moved at the sound, slapping the ground with his palm and leaping up abruptly.

Seeing his tiger pounce fail, Ma Jiazhen lifted his head, his legs as if filled with endless lead, appearing extremely heavy.

“Now you’re nothing but a living target! Let’s see where you can find leverage, old man!” With a furious roar, Ma Jiazhen launched a series of cannon punches aimed at the mid-air.

Ye Kuang descended mid-flight, his Subduing Tiger Fist Intent seamlessly blending with the Dragon Subduing Palm, producing roars of tigers and dragons.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

For a moment, the two fought speed with speed, attack with attack.

Every time the sound of flesh-meeting-flesh collisions erupted, it was almost impossible to keep up.

Ye Kuang: “Old fool, do you think just because your cultivation is profound, you can suppress me?”

As his words fell, the Vigorous Qi in his fists and palms grew increasingly fierce, and he sneered mockingly: “How ridiculous!”

Hearing this, Ma Jiazhen’s punches became as swift as a gale.

Suddenly, both of them soared into the air, their powerful True Qi clashing and rebounding, sending them flying apart from the force.

Ye Kuang kicked off a wall, propelling himself forward explosively.

At the same time, Ma Jiazhen landed on the ground and shot upward like an arrow.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Amid the howling winds, the air was filled with ghostly wails and wolf-like cries.

Ye Kuang transformed his fists into palms, repeatedly striking downward with the Dragon Subduing Palm, unleashing countless Wandering Dragons that roared and rampaged.

Ma Jiazhen, meanwhile, coated his fists in a white glow, which then transformed into countless fist energies shooting out like cannonballs.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

On one side, Wandering Dragons; on the other, fist energies.

The moment they collided, the mid-air erupted with deafening roars, overwhelming the ears.

Ye Kuang, surrounded by dragons, seemed to grow wings as he drifted backward gracefully.

Ma Jiazhen, forced into a rapid retreat, caused the ground to crack repeatedly. After tearing apart one of the Wandering Dragons with his bare hands, his fury blazed to the skies.

“You little rat, all you do is evade! Do you dare face me head-on?”

“Guess!”

“Bastard…” Ma Jiazhen roared in rage, suddenly leaping up, his feet treading on the Void as if it were solid ground, catching up to Ye Kuang in the blink of an eye.

Ye Kuang’s eyes flashed, his arms spreading open as if suspended in mid-air, then he violently thrust his palms toward his opponent!

Leaping from Abyss!

Ma Jiazhen, consumed by rage, felt his True Qi boiling throughout his body. He raised both palms skyward with a furious roar.

Hiss—Boom!

The two collided abruptly, a brilliant flash of light erupting between their palms.

The force of their Vigorous Qi clashing sent them flying halfway across the sky once again!

Bang! Bang!

Deafening explosions followed, dust and debris flying everywhere.

Pfft!

Ye Kuang lay flat on his back, unable to hold back a mouthful of blood that sprayed out violently.

For a moment, it felt as if his internal organs had been torn apart, the pain so intense he gasped for breath.

Ma Jiazhen knelt on one knee, his hair disheveled, his chest riddled with bloody gashes, two palm prints glaringly visible.

Pfft!

Watching the crimson blood splatter, Ma Jiazhen felt his lungs about to burst with rage.

No one could have predicted that Ma Jiazhen, an expert at the Innate realm, would be so severely injured by a junior.

“You little scum, you’re asking for death!”

“Old fool, you’re the one who doesn’t want to live!”