Chapter 241 – The Power of a Dual Professional

In the grand scheme of this incident, the duel between Xu Qianqian and Mo Yin wasn’t particularly eye-catching.

At least, compared to another battle taking place, the confrontation between these two female Hunters seemed rather trivial.

“Boom—!”

Like a thunderclap, an explosive roar echoed across the endless mountains and wilderness. Dust surged amidst howling gales, signaling to all that the battle occurring here was a fierce combat on an entirely different level.

Two figures clashed within the roaring tumult and chaotic sandstorm, instantly escalating the fight to a fever pitch.

“Clang—clang—clang—clang—clang—”

The bell-like clashing of metal reverberated incessantly, shaking the dust storm into chaotic tremors that scattered in all directions.

Su Ming and Mo Leng moved in tandem—one pursuing, the other retreating violently—like two swift gales. As they swept through the landscape, they dragged everything in their path into the fierce battle. Wielding powerful alchemical weapons, they exchanged blow after blow, sending explosive shockwaves rippling outward.

“Crash!”

A massive meteorite that had been caught in their struggle was instantly cleaved by an alchemical saber, exploding into dust and fragments.

“Thud!”

A tree torn from its roots by a shockwave suddenly soared into the air, only to be instantly shredded by countless sword gleams into innumerable pieces.

The intense battle between these two Upper-Rank Professionals resembled a small typhoon sweeping through the land—truly engulfing everything in its path, uprooting and destroying all in succession.

From a distance, the scene was awe-inspiring. Dust geysered into the sky with each explosion, as if the wilderness were being ravaged by an invisible thunderstorm, gradually transforming into a disaster zone—a battlefield under artillery fire.

This level of combat would likely leave even newly advanced Four-Star Professionals gasping in astonishment, feeling utterly outmatched.

Yet, one of the participants in this fierce battle was precisely such a newly advanced Four-Star Professional.

Moreover, he was suppressing his opponent—a Five-Star Hunter—steadily maintaining the upper hand.

“Tch!”

Mo Leng blocked another of Su Ming’s slashes, disregarding the scattering sparks and shockwaves as he retreated with a grimace, his expression dark.

By now, the hand gripping his sword had grown somewhat numb, even losing some sensation.

There was no helping it—the strength of this absurdly young powerhouse was simply overwhelming.

Each of his saber strikes carried the speed and force of a thunderbolt, swift and devastating.

Every attack was imbued with tremendous power, capable of splitting mountains and parting seas.

Facing such domineering strength and such overwhelming Blade Art, even Mo Leng—revered as a Five-Star Hunter and Family Head of the Mo Family—had no choice but to temporarily yield, continuously retreating, not daring to engage Su Ming in direct blade-to-blade combat.

Yet Su Ming always managed to keep pace with Mo Leng’s movements. His Flaming Tusks bit forward relentlessly like the fangs of a hellhound, leaving Mo Leng no opportunity to fully disengage.After advancing to the Upper-Rank, Su Ming’s weakness in speed had been compensated for. Unless facing a challenge requiring a leap across two stars like Lord Crow, even when confronting opponents with higher star ratings, speed would no longer be Su Ming’s fatal flaw—at most, it would remain a disadvantage.

After all, this was no longer the Realm gap between Upper-Rank and Lower-Rank as before. If the star rating difference was small, it wouldn’t create a lethal disparity.

Moreover, Mo Leng wasn’t a speed-type Hunter but a strength-type like Su Ming. With his strength completely overwhelmed by Su Ming, breaking free couldn’t be called impossible—just difficult.

Who could blame Su Ming for possessing not only extraordinary strength but also the Spirit Sense of an Upper-Rank Sorcerer?

Every move Mo Leng made couldn’t escape Su Ming’s surveillance, making it naturally impossible to shake him off easily.

As a result, the esteemed Five-Star Hunter, Mo Leng—who was considered just one step away from Six-Star—was genuinely suppressed by Su Ming, who was one star lower than him.

“Enough insolence!”

Realizing this, Mo Leng roared in fury, violently swinging his alchemical weapon.

Mo Leng’s alchemical weapon was a broadsword with a thick, heavy blade. A single swing stirred up a storm, kicking up clouds of dust and debris.

“Oh?”

Su Ming, who had been preparing to close in further, raised an eyebrow at the sight and had no choice but to halt his advance.

The resulting gale blasted against Su Ming, forcing him backward several paces.

Mo Leng roared again, bringing his broadsword down heavily onto the ground.

“Boom!”

A deafening explosion erupted, triggering a geyser of sand and dust.

Su Ming’s figure flickered within the swirling debris, evading countless flying rock fragments as he retreated once more.

But Mo Leng didn’t press his advantage.

He seemed utterly unwilling to engage Su Ming at close range, instead using his free hand to hoist a massive boulder. Veins bulged on his arm as he roared, hurling the rock toward Su Ming.

Without hesitation, Su Ming swung his Saber.

“Crunch!”

The giant boulder shattered into dust upon impact.

“Not finished yet!”

As if refusing to relent, Mo Leng erupted with power again, lifting another enormous boulder and hurling it at Su Ming.

Amid the howling wind, an even larger rock than before came crashing down with tremendous force, causing Su Ming’s eyebrows to twitch repeatedly.

“Well now, you’re truly afraid to face me up close, aren’t you?”

Su Ming stopped wasting energy slicing rocks and instead leaped into the air, evading the incoming projectile. The boulder smashed into the ground, churning up billowing dust.

“Hmph!”

Mo Leng snorted coldly, continuing to silently lift and hurl rocks. To ensure a steady supply of projectiles, he even cleaved the ground with his sword, splitting the earth with another thunderous crash to create more rubble—ensuring he’d never run out of ammunition.

At first glance, such actions might seem foolish and perplexing, but Su Ming understood what Mo Leng feared.

He was wary of Su Ming’s right hand—or more precisely, the power of the 【Silver Arm】 Su Ming had recently unleashed.

That force, capable of instantly annihilating a group of the Mo Family’s Upper-Rank Professionals, left Mo Ling deeply apprehensive. He feared Su Ming might suddenly erupt and deploy that same power against him.For this reason, Mo Leng had deliberately held back some of his strength during the intense battle with Su Ming, reserving it for critical moments to ensure he wouldn’t be powerless against the attacks of the [Silver Arm].

This was one of the key reasons why Su Ming could so easily suppress Mo Leng, a Five-Star Hunter.

Now, Mo Ling was clearly still wary of Su Ming’s [Silver Arm], preferring to use such crude methods to restrain him rather than letting Su Ming get close.

This…

“Perfect.”

Su Ming silently muttered to himself.

Mo Leng had no idea that at this moment, not only was he guarding against the use of the [Silver Arm], but Su Ming was doing the same.

The reason was simple.

Just moments ago, when Su Ming used the power of the [Silver Arm] to deal with the Mo Family’s Upper-Rank Professionals, he keenly sensed his right hand suddenly growing scorching hot again.

This burning sensation was exactly the same as the abnormality that had occurred during his battle with Lord Crow in the underground ruins.

Back then, Su Ming hadn’t paid much attention to this anomaly, but this time, he noticed it clearly and even made a startling discovery.

That was, this burning sensation seemed to originate from the Demon Emperor Sword residing in his right hand.

When he used the power of the [Silver Arm], the Demon Emperor Sword dwelling in his right hand appeared to resonate in some way, releasing a subtle fluctuation of power.

That power fluctuation was filled with demonic energy and a violent will, clearly the power contained within the legendary Divine Artifact, the Demon Emperor Sword.

As a result, for a brief moment, the magical power within Su Ming’s body surged, and his strength increased.

This power, combined with the already much stronger [Silver Arm] power due to his advancement to the Upper Rank, unleashed terrifying might, instantly annihilating six experts of the same star level as Su Ming and effortlessly destroying the terrain in the area, causing far more exaggerated destruction than before.

Afterward, Su Ming’s right hand continued to burn incessantly, the scorching heat lingering.

This made Su Ming instinctively wary.

“Could it be that when I use the [Silver Arm], the Demon Emperor Sword responds to its power, using its own energy to influence me?”

This might not necessarily be a good thing.

How dangerous the power of a Divine Artifact could be needed no further explanation.

Su Ming didn’t want to receive the support of the Demon Emperor Sword’s power while having his mind influenced by this Divine Artifact, gradually descending into chaos.

Thus, from that moment on, Su Ming had stopped using the [Silver Arm], relying solely on the tenfold strength of his right hand itself to face his enemies.

Mo Leng was wary of the [Silver Arm], unaware that Su Ming no longer intended to use its power.

At the very least, until Yun Langyue’s experts could analyze something, he didn’t dare recklessly use the [Silver Arm]’s power again, lest he be eroded by the Demon Emperor Sword’s fury.

Mo Leng’s current actions were nothing more than him putting on a one-man show.

However…

“Just because I can’t use the true power of my right hand doesn’t mean I can’t use other powers.”

Su Ming watched as Mo Leng prepared to continue hurling rocks to restrain him and suddenly extended a hand.

On it, a series of circular arrays abruptly materialized.

“[Thirty-Sixth Form: Virulent Poison Burst].”Finally, Su Ming employed the Spirit Art.

Mo Leng, who was in the midst of hurling a massive boulder, suddenly felt the ground beneath his feet soften. The earth transformed into a swamp, shrouded in toxic gas that emitted purple heat and bubbles like molten lava.

“What…!?”

Witnessing this, Mo Leng’s expression drastically changed.

“Boom—!”

In that very instant, the toxic swamp erupted, engulfing Mo Leng in a wave of deadly poison.

“Sizzle…!”

The sound of corrosion spread across the land.

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(End of Chapter)