Chapter 1671: The Fat Man’s Ruthless Resolve
Chapter 1671: Chapter 1671: The Fat Man’s Ruthless Resolve
"Holy Power, God Descends!" After saying this, the Holy Master suddenly raised his palm, then slashed it downwards.
A massive thunder pillar, carrying endless divine might, descended from Above Nine Heavens, piercing through the Void and crashing down towards Feng Qingyu.
"Old bastard, you really want to fight to the death with me!" Feng Qingyu cursed loudly and struck out with his palm again.
"Boom" A loud explosion resounded, and the massive thunder pillar shattered in mid-air, emitting tens of thousands of ghostly blue electric snakes that shot out in all directions and disappeared into the infinite void.
This time, the Holy Master was finally forced to retreat three steps, but Feng Qingyu was driven back seven or eight steps before he barely managed to steady himself.
To speak of it, such strength was already terrifying enough. Looking across the entire Continent, there were not many who could match him, but unfortunately, he was still a step beneath the Holy Master.
The Holy Master did not give him any chance to catch his breath, and with a wave of his palm, another thunder pillar pierced through the void, crashing down towards Feng Qingyu’s head.
"Old bastard, are you done yet? Do you really think Feng Fatty is easy to bully?" Feng Qingyu roared angrily, striking out with his palm again.
A thunderous roar sounded, electric snakes flew, the thunder pillar was shattered once again, this time, the Holy Master retreated several yards, while Feng Qingyu rolled like a ball, flying out over a dozen yards.
"Ah, I’ll fight you to the death!" Feng Qingyu, never having suffered such a loss in his life, was completely enraged, and not waiting for the Holy Master to make the first move, he charged forward.
"Boom, boom, boom..." Pillar after pillar of thunder fell down consecutively, Feng Qingyu charged at the Holy Master again and again, but each time he was shaken and sent flying back.
At some point, blood was already oozing from his mouth, nose, and ears, even his eyes turned completely blood-red, his sword robe stained with blood, yet he kept charging at the Holy Master again and again.
Meanwhile, the Holy Master’s face had also turned pale, with traces of blood appearing at the corners of his mouth as well, seeming to be not lightly injured, but still much more at ease compared to Feng Qingyu.
Seeing Feng Qingyu’s near-mad relentless fighting and his blood-stained body, everyone was moved.
"Senior Feng!" Han Yan’s heart twisted in raw pain, and his voice trembled slightly.
Although he had always refused to acknowledge Feng Qingyu as his mentor, in reality, their mentor-student relationship had long existed. It was just his concern about Feng Qingyu’s character. Now, seeing him battling the Holy Master to the death for him, how could Han Yan not be moved?
"Don’t worry, my precious disciple, with his level of strength, he can’t defeat your mentor. It’s just some superficial wounds. Just wait and see how I exhaust him to death." Feng Qingyu wiped his mouth, still acting carefree.
As if to prove that his injuries weren’t serious and he had the capital to exhaust the Holy Master, he even forcefully slapped the fat on his chest.
"Hmph, boastful!" The Holy Master sneered disdainfully.
"Holy Power, God Descends!" With a wave of his palm, yet another thunder pillar smashed down towards Feng Qingyu.
Feng Qingyu’s relentless tangling had made him somewhat impatient, this thunder pillar was obviously much more powerful than those before, clearly aiming to decide victory in one strike.
Yet, as if unaware, Feng Qingyu continued charging towards it just as before.
However, just as he charged into that thunder pillar, he suddenly shouted, "Heaven and Earth, Seal Demon!"
An invisible Barrier enveloped the Holy Master’s exterior. Unlike the sparring with Han Yan and the others last time, this time, the Barrier’s power was much greater, even causing the Holy Master’s figure to suddenly halt.
Of course, it was merely a halt, trying to trap the Holy Master with this Barrier was absolutely impossible. With a split of his hands, the Heaven and Earth Sealing Demon Barrier loosened.
But simultaneously, a burst of dazzling white light exploded from Feng Qingyu’s body, like the noonday sun, so blinding that one could not open their eyes, a force like a volcanic tsunami also erupted violently from him.
"Not good, fell into a trap!" The Holy Master felt a sinking in his heart and instinctively wished to dodge, but it was already too late.
In an instant, he was engulfed by this force. With his strength, he initially had the chance to evade it, but delayed for a moment by the Heaven and Earth Sealing Demon Barrier, he lost the only opportunity.
"Boom, boom, boom..." Thunderous sounds continued to echo in his ears, but amidst that dazzling light, no one could see what was happening, only sensing that under that immense power, the Barrier trembled violently once again.
Finally, the light dispersed, Feng Qingyu and the Holy Master’s figures reappeared before everyone’s eyes.
At this moment, Feng Qingyu’s clothes were in tatters, his hair disheveled, his once rotund figure had shrunk a whole circle, his body covered in scars, each wound was bloody and mangled, like being struck by a giant stone hurled by a catapult, not just once, but again and again from all directions.
Seeing those shocking scars, everyone knew these were injuries left from his self-detonation of Qi.
The Holy Master’s sword robe was also blasted to smithereens, his whole body drenched in blood, though perhaps slightly better off than Feng Qingyu, he too suffered severe injuries.
"Heh heh, old fellow, now you know how formidable Feng Fatty is." Fatty said triumphantly, spewing blood from his mouth in large gulps.
"Such ruthless means!" The Holy Master gritted his teeth and spoke.
Only now did he realize that Feng Qingyu’s previous display of defeat was mostly feigned, all to lull him into lowering his guard. And indeed, he fell for it, slowing down slightly under the Heaven and Earth Sealing Demon Barrier, leading to such a situation.
However, Feng Qingyu’s self-detonation of Qi had a much higher price, possibly injuring his foundation. For ordinary cultivators, natural talent and diligence are most important, but to cultivate to their level, talent and diligence aren’t the most critical, it’s opportunity. Without countless strokes of luck, even the best talent and diligence couldn’t achieve their power.
Because the power was so hard-earned, they valued their reputation more than ordinary people, absolutely wouldn’t risk cultivation lightly, let alone their cultivation foundation.
The Holy Master never expected Feng Qingyu to have such ruthlessness, self-detonating Qi, suffering severe injuries, losing significant strength, even disregarding his cultivation foundation.
"If I wasn’t ruthless, how could I injure you, cough cough." Feng Qingyu laughed triumphantly, coughing up several mouthfuls of blood.
"Old fellow, now that we’re both severely injured, do you still want to continue fighting?" Feng Qingyu provocatively said.
It must be said, aside from his slyness, Fatty had another characteristic, arrogance, even when severely wounded.
"Do you really think, that sacrificing all cultivation can truly stop me?" The Holy Master straightened up and spoke slowly.