Stranger Danger-Chapter 1295: If My Heart Is True, Then I Am Undefeatable

At the same time, Mei Qihe casually swung his hand as if he was playing something. A qin sound entered everyone’s ears, and a terrible scream broke out from somewhere.

“I won’t forget this...”

The Southern Ghost Emperor’s angry, hateful roar resounded right after that.

The roar grew weak and distant in just the blink of an eye. Clearly, the ghost emperor was running away.

“He really is just a piece of garbage!”

Mei Qihe shook his head before curling his fingers a little. The next moment, a beautiful yaoqin made from air and sunshine appeared right in front of him.

“Be careful now, Brother Ye.”

As Mei Qihe brushed his fingers across the strings of sunshine, a melodious, fantastical tune spread through the air.

To the east, spring wind blew at leisure, and bird chirps joined in on the melody. Flowers bloomed everywhere as the plants all across East Radiance Mountain experienced an abrupt growth spurt.

To the south, a magnificent sun was shining in the sky, hot and blazing. The grass and trees withered, while the summer flowers bloomed brighter than ever before.

To the west, autumn cold withered the grass and wilted the flowers. Countless dead leaves littered the floor of barren trees.

To the north, the terrain gained a silver coat as hundreds and hundreds of kilometers of ground were frozen solid. Not a speck of life could be found anywhere.

Somehow, the four seasons had appeared simultaneously across the entire East Radiance Mountain. It was like a dream.

This was Mei Qihe’s martial art, the “Spring and Autumn Four Seasons Art”. When it appeared, the four seasons and all living things cycled. It was quite astounding to say the least.

While Mei Qihe was unleashing his art, Bai Huaxian was drawing a painting. Using his finger as the brush and the world as his canvas, he drew an endless expanse of clouds into existence in one broad, effortless stroke.

The sea of clouds was neither a sea nor clouds, however.

It was a sword. Sword qi and sword intent to be specific.

But unlike your ordinary sword qi and sword intent, Bai Huaxian’s sword qi and sword intent lacked the single-minded will to slice apart heaven and earth and annihilate all things. Instead, it was as ephemeral as the clouds and as gentle as water.

However, the clouds were everchanging, and water was pitiless. The sword intent seemed weak and gentle, but it resembled the immense power of nature and the unparalleled great way.

Thunder strikes could happen where it was silent. Annihilation could reside where it was harmless.

Now that Mei Qihe and Bai Huaxian had joined the battle, Ye Qing was now fighting six Half-Sages at once. Naturally, the table turned against him immediately.

“This many people should be enough to beat the crap out of Ye Qing, right?”

Watching the battle, Li Qingping sneakily shuffled to the side and muttered to himself, “Even if I’m not involved in the beating, the fact is Ye Qing is getting his butt handed to him, so they can’t say I didn’t complete my task. I should be fine now.”

“Heh. I’m so smart.”

“They actually ganged up on him?!”

Meanwhile, the spectators were feeling a bit speechless. It was bad enough that Yue Wanfa, Xuanyuan De and Haotian Chengxing were ganging up on Ye Qing, but three top ten Earth Champions Ranking geniuses had joined in on the fight as well. Where was their shame, man?

Then again, Ye Qing had literally asked for this. He was the one who cried for everyone to come at him. Really, he only had himself to blame for his current situation.

The next moment, the crowd noticed that Li Qingping had stepped slightly away from the battlefield, his posture screaming that he didn’t want to get involved with the battle. They nodded in approval. The man did not look his ranking at all, but at least he had more shame than his peers.

They wouldn’t think this if they knew what Li Qingping was really thinking.

Of course, it did not look like Li Qingping’s participation would have changed anything. In just a dozen breaths or so, Ye Qing had fallen into a complete disadvantage.

Yuan Zhantian had transformed into a demon god with seemingly unparalleled strength. He wasn’t just trouncing Ye Qing, he did not even give him the chance to mount a single counterattack.

Mei Qihe was channeling the power of the four seasons with his music and wearing Ye Qing down.

Bai Huaxian was drawing swords that cut anything and everything as fairly and ruthlessly as time itself, frustrating Ye Qing at every twist and turn.

And finally, Yue Wanfa, Xuanyuan De and Haotian Chengxing were throwing out all sorts of Magia, secret art, Strange Artifact and treasure at Ye Qing like they were free to recoup the face they had lost a while ago.

“The Mad Lord is going to lose any moment now...”

“In the end, he lost to his own arrogance!”

“What a shame...”

As they watched, everyone shook their heads regretfully.

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“Tsk tsk, Yue Wanfa is one vicious motherfucker. I can’t believe he cut off the Mad Lord’s left arm. Just how much did he hate the guy?”

“It should be absolutely over for the Mad Lord now, right?”

“Have more confidence and remove the question mark from your sentence.”

An hour later, the spectators commented after Yue Wanfa cut off Ye Qing’s arm with a Magia.

......

“Hah! The Mad Lord lost his right arm as well. Surely he’s going to go down now?”

“But of course. Bai Huaxian’s the one who cut off his arm, and he is no worthless piece of trash like Yue Wanfa. No matter how strong Ye Qing is, there’s no way he can withstand Bai Huaxian’s sword intent ravaging his insides!”

“Look! The Mad Lord just took another punch from Yuan Zhantian! It’s over!”

Two hours later, the crowd exclaimed in shock after Bai Huaxian cut off Ye Qing’s arm, and Yuan Zhantian punched a hole in his chest.

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“Hey, how it’s looking? Has he lost yet?”

“Nah!”

“It’s been over four hours, man. Just when is it going to be over?”

“This will come to an end. It’s just a matter of when.”

“Sigh. I don’t get why he’s still hanging on. What’s even the point?”

Four hours later, everyone was bored out of their minds. Some of them weren’t even watching the battle anymore.

It wasn’t that the battle taking place on the Unbounded Platform was uninteresting. On the contrary, it was one of, if not the most exciting battles to occur in the past century.

Since Ye Qing had fallen to a disadvantage from the get go, everyone thought the fight would be over very soon. However, every time it looked like Ye Qing was going to balk under the pressure and lose, the young man would somehow squeeze out of the tight spot and live to fight another minute. This would happen again, and again, and again.

If the six Half-Sages’ attacks were similar to a violent ocean being stirred up further by a terrible storm, then Ye Qing was the veteran fisherman sailing his tiny boat through the storm. Although he was incomparably small compared to the ocean and the storm, he always managed to navigate through the obstacles and overcome the dangers via experience, courage, and sheer determination.

However, not even the greatest climaxes or the most unbelievable twists could keep someone entertained for not one, not two, but four hours straight. At some point, all one felt was just fatigue.

Of course, although the crowd no longer felt surprised or entertained by the fight anymore, they still felt shock and disbelief to the utmost degree.

After all, Ye Qing was still standing. The young man should’ve been beaten into a pulp over four hours ago, but the reality was that he was still standing; still fighting; still hanging on.

Although Ye Qing had never once gotten the upper hand or the initiative throughout this four-hour battle, the fact that he, a Great Grandmaster, was able to survive the all-out assault of six Half-Sages was a miracle in its own right.

Sure, Ye Qing was still going to lose eventually. No matter how long he hung on, the chance that he would be able to turn this around and win was still zero. Still, despite knowing that there was absolutely no chance he could win, he still fought with everything he got. He still clung onto hope and gave it his all. That was the part they couldn’t understand.

Right now, Ye Qing’s arms were missing, and his chest was caved in. He was covered from head to toe in his own blood, and his forehead and skull were covered in web-like cracks. It looked like the lightest touch would be enough to topple him over and shatter him like porcelain.

In reality, he remained standing despite the onslaught of attacks. The more it looked like he would fall, the more it looked like he would never fall.

Not only that, for all the injuries that lined his body, all the fatigue and ugliness that tarnished his appearance, all the hopelessness that barred his path, his eyes continued to shine as bright as the stars, and his fighting spirit continued to burn without end.

If my heart is true, then I am undefeatable.