Chapter 667 - 10 Moves

“As you wish!”

Hong Yu smiled faintly, tapped his toes on the ground, and launched himself up, landing gracefully on the fighting stage.

Below the stage, Bear Tao said maliciously, “That kid Beichen, teach him a good lesson for me!”

“Don’t worry!”

Hong Yu grinned.

Bear Tao froze, stunned. He had just been talking big, but he didn’t expect Hong Yu to actually acknowledge him like that.

He immediately burst into laughter, finding Hong Yu more and more agreeable the longer he looked. “Kid Beichen, as long as you beat him, I won’t compete with you for the Saintess anymore. I’ll even treat you to drinks and meat afterward!”

“I can get behind that!”

Hong Yu nodded with a smile.

He then turned to face Chen Tao, a faint smile on his lips but saying nothing.

A flicker of movement in Chen Tao’s eyes, and his gaze gradually took on a vicious hue as he stared intently at Hong Yu.

The Iron Fan in his hand waved gently, stirring a cool breeze that made his long hair dance. A savage sneer appeared on his fair face, but it was overshadowed by viciousness and brutality. “Brat, you’ll regret ever offending me!”

“We’ll see who’s the one with regrets!”

Hong Yu retorted indifferently.

There was something about Chen Tao’s tone and attitude—as if he were the master of all—that was incredibly grating.

More importantly…

‘A dignified God King Level expert like you is immune to heat and cold. You wouldn’t even break a sweat if you were tossed into a furnace, so what the hell are you doing with a fan?’

‘I hate people who try to act cool for no reason,’ Hong Yu muttered teasingly.

Chen Tao’s face stiffened, and the motion of his waving fan paused for a moment.

The flashing bolts of thunder in his eyes grew sharper. Staring fixedly at Hong Yu, he took a deep breath. “Enough nonsense. Ten moves. If I can’t defeat you within ten moves, then I’ll admit defeat!”

Chen Tao crossed his arms in front of his chest.

Wisps of thunder danced within his eyes.

His aura became incredibly sharp and confident, and his contemptuous gaze was filled with disdain for Hong Yu, as if victory was already a foregone conclusion.

Hong Yu’s eyes narrowed into slits as he grinned. “Ten moves? Heh, I’m afraid you won’t be able to take me down in a hundred, or even a thousand!”

“Talk is cheap. Let’s do this!”

Chen Tao sneered.

He was the first to act. The Profound Iron Fan in his hand suddenly snapped shut, and he jabbed it lightly toward Hong Yu.

A sharp silver gleam shot out with a whistle.

It was a steel needle.

It was incredibly fast, and the needle was so fine that it made no sound as it cut through the air. If not for the enhanced vision from his Illusory Spirit Celestial Eyes, Hong Yu would never have been able to see the sudden attack clearly and would have been hit!

“A petty trick!”

Hong Yu sneered.

His figure suddenly charged forward, as if he hadn’t noticed the steel needle at all.

This brought a sneer to Chen Tao’s lips, as if mocking him. ‘Idiot. Charging forward recklessly like this is just asking for death, isn’t it?’

However, just as his thought finished, right at the moment the steel needle was about to hit, Hong Yu’s footwork shifted, and his forward-leaning charge grew even faster.

With a single step forward, his speed increased once more.

It was this split-second timing that allowed Hong Yu to evade the needle’s attack, though it all looked like a fortuitous coincidence, a complete fluke.

“Great Destruction Fist!”

Hong Yu threw a sudden punch.

The fist was like wind and lightning. It was as if the earth itself was roaring, the sound of a mountain torrent rolling through the heavens.

Facing this punch that crashed toward him like a mountain, majestic in its momentum, Chen Tao’s brow furrowed. As his eyes flickered, the Profound Iron Fan in his hand trembled lightly, unleashing a rain of steel needles. The SHWI-SHWI-SHWI sound of them slicing through the air was incessant.

These steel needles were all forged from a special material.

They were specifically designed to suppress Primordial Gang’s Power.

Under the assault of thousands of steel needles, Hong Yu’s fist technique burst apart. Worse, a third of the needles continued straight for his face.

They sought to pierce him through and bleed him to death.

“Cyan Celestial Transformation Dragon Technique!”

Hong Yu let out a low roar.

A cyan brilliance flowed through his eyes. All over his body, his skin rippled as powerful energy extended from within.

His current Cyan Celestial Transformation Dragon Technique had already undergone a mutation.

It no longer produced simple cyan Dragon Scales. Instead, there were terrifying waves of energy. Dark gold Dragon Scales covered his entire body, shimmering with a dim light, as if forged from some strange metal. A metallic, cold glint pulsed from them, exceptionally sharp.

“DING! DING! DING!”

One after another, the steel needles struck Hong Yu’s body.

A dreadful clanging noise erupted, like hammers striking an iron plate.

“Three Flames Palm!”

He struck out with a palm, its momentum overwhelming, enough to topple mountains and overturn seas.

Now that Hong Yu possessed the Nine Netherworld Burning World Flame and had a Fire Spirit Body, the power of his Three Flames Palm was naturally elevated by a significant margin.

Dark gold flames surged and burned, like several Flaming Long Dragons baring their fangs and claws as they charged forward.

“Heaven-Burning Fire Sea!”

Nine Fire Dragons twisted their scorching bodies, rushing before Chen Tao. Then, all nine dragons roared in unison, soaring high into the sky before plummeting down, crashing heavily onto the stage.

Terrifying energy spread in all directions.

A surging sea of dark gold fire erupted. The HUHU sound of the scorching flames made the entire stage searingly hot. Even though the stage was reinforced with the Void Power of a Lord of Divine City Level expert like Mao Mei’Er, it still showed signs of melting under the extreme heat of the Nine Netherworld Burning World Flame.

“HISS!”

The gathered experts sucked in a sharp breath, their eyes glued to the scene.

How could they not know how formidable this stage was?

They had fought on this stage before. Even during the frenzied battle between Bear Tao and Tiger Wei, who were renowned for their strength, neither had managed to damage it.

The reason was the Shelter of Void Power protecting the stage.

But now…

“My god, what kind of flame is this? It can even burn Void Power?”

“It’s terrifying. I feel like if I were to face that flame, I’d be burned alive!”

The crowd murmured amongst themselves.

Bear Tao scratched his head and said in a muffled voice, “This Beichen is too much of a freak. I’m most afraid of fire. Even if you beat me to death, I’m not getting on that stage to fight him later!”

Tan Hui, an expert from the Netherworld Race, narrowed his eyes. He studied the dark gold flames seriously, a thoughtful look on his face. ‘This flame is incredibly powerful. It seems to bear some resemblance to the Nine Netherworld Burning World Flame recorded in our clan’s ancient texts. However, the Nine Netherworld Burning World Flame is gold in color, which is a bit different from this flame. This Beichen… he’s truly mysterious!’

Among everyone present, only Mao Mei’Er saw a clue.

Her beautiful brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of suspicion appeared in her amber eyes. ‘Beichen? I really want to know just who is hiding under that mask!’

The disguise quality of the Cold Jade Thousand Face Mask was indeed superb.

But it also depended on who was looking!

Mao Mei’Er had the combat power of a Lord of Divine City Level expert and had achieved Mastery in Pupil Technique. She had naturally noticed the presence of the Han Yuqianyan, but she couldn’t discern Hong Yu’s true identity behind the mask.

Gazing at Hong Yu, who controlled the flames like a Fire God, Mao Mei’Er murmured to herself, ‘He’s a virtuoso in nearly everything, from arts to music, and he has such powerful combat strength. Entrusting Miaomiao to him should be a good choice! But… that Chen Tao isn’t an easy opponent either.’

Meanwhile, on the stage, Chen Tao was completely surrounded by a vast, surging sea of fire.

Dragon-shaped flames roared and surged within the fiery sea. They twisted their draconic bodies, carrying the powerful Nine Netherworld Burning World Flame in waves of scalding heat. Despite Chen Tao’s power, the scorching flames had already latched onto him, burning holes in his magnificent battle robe.

Wisps of dark gold fire danced over his body, flickering with a fierce glow.

‘These flames are detestable,’ Chen Tao’s face was ashen.

He snorted coldly. The Profound Iron Fan in his hand abruptly expanded, becoming a massive fan over two men tall.

Chen Tao gripped the Iron Fan with both hands and swung it fiercely.

“RUMBLE!”

Accompanied by the sound of Thunder, a riotous gale of cyan wind swept forth, crashing down like a hurricane that had been brewing for ages.

Chen Tao walked the path of the Mysteries of Wind.

The Mystical Dharma Aspect he had condensed was the formless wind. Wind follows the clouds; it is everywhere, and it seeps through every crack.

It also possessed immense destructive power.

Swept by the gale, the raging sea of fire was forcibly torn open.

Chen Tao seized the opportunity to escape the fiery encirclement.

“Wind God Seal!”

The first thing Chen Tao did upon escaping was to charge at Hong Yu. He formed a Seal Technique with his hands, and powerful gales gathered above them, coalescing into a cyan Wind Divine Seal.

The Divine Seal pulsed with formidable power.

The gales swirled like dragons.

As Chen Tao slammed his palm down, bringing the Divine Seal with it, the seal instantly unleashed nine giant beasts of wind. Pounding their four hooves, they let out heaven-shaking roars and charged forward to kill.

The chilling killing intent made Hong Yu’s expression change slightly.

‘Chen Tao’s methods are quite impressive. He can even force back the Nine Netherworld Burning World Flame,’ Hong Yu’s eyes flickered with surprise.

How powerful was the Nine Netherworld Burning World Flame?

Even throwing it into the sea couldn’t extinguish it, let alone a mere gust of wind. It was naturally impossible to blow it out or scatter it.

Therefore, for Chen Tao to be able to use his Iron Fan to force the flames back, there must have been some other trickery involved, some hidden technique.

At this thought, Hong Yu’s focus sharpened, and he threw a punch.

“BOOM!”

The gales instantly chewed up and spat out Hong Yu’s punch.

However, Hong Yu used the moment to slow the Wind God Seal’s advance. He then took an Arrow Step forward, and his figure blurred, leaving only an afterimage that slowly faded.

“There!”

Chen Tao’s gaze shifted.

His reaction was extremely fast; he smashed a fist into the empty air.

“SWISH!”

A golden fist light suddenly appeared in that same empty space. He had successfully cultivated the second form of the Great Destruction Fist, “I Alone Exist in Heaven and Earth,” and he had just unleashed it.

This section of space became a vacuum, the air completely sucked out. Within the Domain enveloped by the Fist Technique, a small, entirely golden figure stood in the very center.

I Alone Exist in Heaven and Earth!

The principle behind it was one of domineering arrogance—direct, straightforward, and invincible. Between heaven and earth, I alone am the honored one.

“RUMBLE!”

In this exchange, Hong Yu held the clear advantage, blasting apart Chen Tao’s Fist Gang.

Immediately after, Hong Yu appeared behind Chen Tao in an Electric Flash. A red light glowed in his left eye—the Thunder Emperor’s Divine Eyes—and an Extinction Divine Light shot out from behind. Its speed was fluid and seamless, so fast that Chen Tao couldn’t evade in time. Under the Extinction Divine Light, he was plunged into a momentary daze.

“THUD!”

Hong Yu smashed a punch toward the back of Chen Tao’s head.

“BANG!”

Chen Tao’s whole body trembled. A blow to the back of the head was an incredibly devastating injury—at best a concussion, at worst, instant death.

While this blow didn’t kill him, it left Chen Tao dizzy and unable to even stand steadily.

At the same time, Hong Yu viciously kicked him off the stage. With a loud BANG, he landed heavily below the platform.

Hong Yu slowly walked to the edge of the stage. Looking down at the gradually recovering Chen Tao, he sneered…

“Exactly ten moves!”