Chapter 479: Chapter 280: Dragon Battles Elephant, Sword Clashes Hammer (Part 1)

Bai Qi nodded obediently.

"Good child, whether you win or lose, I will gift you a precious Tempered Body herb."

Mo Tian Sheng was quite pleased and generously promised.

He was the chief of the Upper Sect, obtaining Heavenly and Earthly Treasures was just a matter of saying the word.

"One should not accept rewards without merit, how can I receive such a favor for nothing.

I will try my best to win and not disappoint Second Elder’s expectations."

Bai Qi spoke as if pouring tea, only saying seventy percent of the words, leaving some room.

He was actually curious, what kind of opponent this famous Dragon Sword had chosen for him?

Could it be the prodigy of the Sword Sect?

That Mu Zhao Yang, whose beauty was said to be ethereal and flawless?

The busybodies in Yihai Prefecture imitated the Simurgh Platform and created several auxiliary lists, most of which were not very serious.

Things like the "Beauty List" and the "Beauty Ranking" and such.

Among them, the true disciple newcomer of the Meridian Sword Sect was said to be Mu Zhao Yang "yet to emerge from the boudoir."

All were among the top three.

"Alright, let Grand Elder see your skills."

Mo Tian Sheng pinched his Sword Technique, the Taixu Wuya Sword nurtured at his brow suddenly sang long, a pillar-like sword light soared into the sky, enveloping the entire Inheritance Hall.

"This Divine Soldier... contains an Inner Scenic Land?"

Bai Qi’s Divine Soul was trembling, very perceptive, when the sword light touched him, it felt as if layers of void were being cut open, revealing a strange world.

Suddenly dragged into it!

...

...

"Such dense Sword Qi! It seems the Divine Soldiers offered by the Sword Sect each have their unique uses!

The Nanming Li Fire is brutally powerful, while the Taixu Wuya can slash through the void..."

Bai Qi cleared away distracting thoughts, his gaze shifted around, finding himself on a vast island, surrounded by jagged rocks and steaming fog, with red clouds scattered.

Clusters of golden wind and fierce fire blasted and crashed down, emitting a dull thunderous sound, an imposing stance.

Approximately a few yards away, there was a figure in silver robe and silver armor, quite striking.

"It’s actually not Mu Zhao Yang, what a shame, I’ve yet to experience using the ’Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants Prison-Suppression Skill’ against a woman..."

Pei Yuanqing also showed an expression of regret:

"Just three layers of practice, even if sealing the five viscera and six bowels, it’s enough to handle this."

Smoke rolled and spread, obscuring the surroundings, the rocks underfoot were scorching as if boiled, occasionally large plumes of steam rose.

Pei Yuanqing strode forward, directly towards that tall figure, pondering whether he should engage with the opponent in a back-and-forth battle, or simply resolve the fight swiftly.

If he won too easily, what if Elder Mo gave him a hard time?

As the thought flashed, he clenched his fists tightly like hammers, stepping heavily to crack and splinter the solid rock!

The rare Dragon Sinews and Tiger Bones seemed to tremble fiercely like thunderbolts, pressing towards the standing "Sword Sect disciple" with unprecedented speed.

The dense smoke cloud was struck aside, Pei Yuanqing clearly saw that face, shocked in his heart:

"Seems like a young age..."

Double fists broke the air like thundering hammers!

Bang!

Thunder roared through the sky!

The Qi Blood flame surged upwards like wolf smoke collided, the piercing sound waves blasted through the air!

Ring after ring of white waves surged violently, yet that tall figure didn’t take a step back, standing firmly.

Pei Yuanqing’s eyes filled with astonishment, his heavy fists like a thousand pounds were actually parried by the opponent?

Immediately, he sensed imminent danger, felt something wrong.

"My turn."

Bai Qi, wrapped in Qi Blood like a red dragon, grinned, the arm that parried the fist smoothly guided, his right hand’s five fingers suddenly clenched, gently positioned across Pei Yuanqing’s neck from top to bottom, striking horizontally.

The muscled sinews tensed, with unmatched strength like crashing waves racing wildly, penetrating layer after layer!

Grasping securely, he pressed downward!

Boom!

Pei Yuanqing felt as if he was struck by a mountain, deeply wedged into the earth’s crust!

Leaving an extremely clear imprint!

The whole island seemed to shake.

Dust clouds dense like yellow dragons covered the air.

Pei Yuanqing’s head buzzed, stars flashing before his eyes.

Barely lifting his head to gaze at the kindly Bai Qi:

"Buddy, which path are you on? You hit really hard!"

The latter smiled warmly, introducing himself:

"Black River County, Bai Qi.

According to Old Mo, you are a Martial Artist of Tempered Body, thought you could take it, so I didn’t hold back."