Chapter 81 – Half a Month Forging a Strong Soul (Thirteen)

Ye Kuang cursed inwardly as he immediately executed the Dragon Shadow Step. In the blur of afterimages, a three-zhang radius around him became filled with lingering shadows.

Yet the Masked Man matched his speed effortlessly. Their pursuit evolved into a breathtaking duel where speed countered speed!

Roar! Roar! Roar!

As dragon roars echoed, Ye Kuang’s fighting spirit blazed hotter.

Within three minutes of combat, he realized his opponent wasn’t an ability user but a seasoned martial artist!

The Masked Man’s fist techniques were not only overwhelmingly dominant but also focused on raw power. After dozens of exchanges, even Ye Kuang struggled to endure.

Forced to retreat while fighting, Ye Kuang’s feet cratered the ground with each step as his upper body traded countless blows.

The Masked Man, however, remained unfazed, executing fluid, effortless combinations.

Ye Kuang suddenly launched a savage kick, aiming to drive his opponent back.

Unexpectedly, the Masked Man advanced instead of retreating, answering with a violent Cannon Blast fist!

Boom!

Ye Kuang shuddered as if electrocuted. The impact roared like thunder, deafening and overwhelming.

He was sent staggering backward, his feet punching holes into the earth.

Before he could recover, the Masked Man seized the moment, stomping the ground to close in relentlessly.

A single, unadorned punch—devastating in its simplicity!

Ye Kuang’s expression shifted. He clasped his hands and unleashed Dragon Regrets!

Thud… Hummm!

A resonant boom, profound as a great bell, reverberated through the air.

Ye Kuang was blasted backward once more, carving a deep trench with his heels.

This time, the Masked Man also retreated, his earlier momentum checked.

The Masked Man remarked coolly, “Not bad, kid. Your footwork is lacking, but your palm technique holds merit.”

Feng Mingxue cautioned, “Masked Figure, be careful! His palm strikes are fierce!”

The Masked Man waved a dismissive hand, as if to say, “Noted.”

Meanwhile, Ye Kuang took a deep breath and spat out a bloody clot, his fury palpable. “You’re no weakling either. I haven’t seen your footwork, but your fists alone place you among the top five fighters I’ve ever faced!”

“Oh?” The Masked Man sounded genuinely surprised. “How do I compare to the first?”

Ye Kuang pondered deeply. The first was, without question, his Nominal Senior Brother—Sage Qiankun!

Though he’d never seen Qiankun in action, the sage’s casual gift of the Great Revitalizing Pill and display of transcendent power spoke volumes.

Finally, Ye Kuang declared, “I don’t know.”

Then he added shockingly, “But a hundred of me would likely still be no match for him.”

“Heh… Hahaha…” The Masked Man burst into wild laughter.

Clearly, he dismissed Ye Kuang’s words as outrageous boasting—a tale too fantastical to believe.Ye Kuang couldn’t help but shrug at the sound. Had he not witnessed it with his own eyes, he would likely share the same attitude as the Masked Man.

On the other side, Feng Mingxue, seeing the two seemingly conversing, couldn’t resist shouting, “Masked Figure, are you going to fight or not? If not, let me take over!”

Upon hearing this, the Masked Man suddenly sighed and said, “You’ve seen it too. Since it’s a fight anyway, I might as well use you to warm up. It’s been so long since I’ve felt this fired up. Take this!”

Ye Kuang: “Wait…”

The Masked Man, puzzled by the situation, couldn’t help but ask, “Is there something else?”

Ye Kuang moved at the sound, laughing heartily, “Hahaha, let me catch my breath. It’s nothing now. Watch my palm!”

Wild Goose Landing!

As four dragon shadows surged forth one after another, the scene could no longer be described merely as “explosions galore.”

“You brat, you’re utterly despicable!!!”

It was only then that the Masked Man realized what was happening, leaping in fury.

But it was too late!

Rumble, boom, crash!

Wherever the dragon shadows passed, chaos erupted everywhere. With thunderous roars alone, they pierced through the clouds.

In an instant, the area around the Masked Man seemed as if countless grenades had been set off, blooming like flowers across the ground. In the blink of an eye, he was swallowed by the chaos…

Seeing this, Feng Mingxue’s face turned deathly pale, and she dashed forward in a single swift movement.

Ye Kuang observed the scene as if everything had unfolded according to his expectations. A cold expression crossed his face as he prepared to repeat his earlier tactic.

But who could have guessed that a single sentence would leave our protagonist utterly stunned.

“Ye Kuang… show mercy!!!” the Chief shouted.

Ye Kuang, hearing this, was inevitably perplexed. Yet, the dragon shadows coiled around his arms, poised to erupt at any moment.

Ye Kuang: “Give me a reason… They don’t seem like good people!”

The Chief rushed over, explaining hastily, “Because they… they’re soldiers under my command.”

???

Ye Kuang was completely dumbfounded by this revelation.

Before he could regain his composure, Feng Mingxue suddenly appeared behind him.

The Chief, witnessing this, was so terrified he turned pale, roaring in anger, “Stop…”

Thud!

It could be said that before the Chief’s words even finished, Feng Mingxue, fueled by rage, struck Ye Kuang squarely on the back with a palm.

The force of that blow was overwhelmingly fierce.

Instantly, the clothing on Ye Kuang’s chest and back exploded into a cloud of dust, revealing a sunken back and a protruding chest!

Blood sprayed out as if it cost nothing, followed by his body slowly kneeling and collapsing.

“Mer…” The Chief muttered to himself for a long moment, but as he snapped back to reality, he couldn’t help but roar in frustration, “Damn it! I told you to stop! Didn’t you hear me? Feng Mingxue!!!”

Feng Mingxue, startled by the outburst, froze in place.

It could be said this was the first time she had ever seen the Chief so enraged. For a moment, she was too frightened to know how to react.

Chief: “Damn it!!!”

Amid his furious shouts, the Chief hastily pulled out his old-fashioned mobile phone and issued a stern command, “You must bring someone here within half an hour. You handle it personally—that kid is on the brink!”