"Your injuries seem fully healed?" Seeing Ye Jingyu's complexion much better than three days prior, Bing Ming, standing at the cave entrance, suddenly spoke...
"If I weren't healed, how would I dare challenge you?" Ye Jingyu gave a faint smile, slowly releasing the small hand of Hei Ming Shixuan he had been holding...
"Even if you are better, you are still no match for me..." Bing Ming's cold expression betrayed an absolute confidence...
"Heh, you can try..." Ye Jingyu returned a confident smile...
"It is you who should try. Draw your saber..." Bing Ming stated coolly, looking utterly unconcerned with Ye Jingyu...
"To deal with you, I don't even need to draw my saber..." Ye Jingyu, too, wore a look of arrogance, even taking the iron saber off his back and handing it to Hei Ming Shixuan...
Bing Ming paused, though he wasn't provoked by Ye Jingyu's words, seeing Ye Jingyu neglect to draw his blade and instead toss his iron saber aside, while he himself also discarded the iron sword in his hand...
"It seems you are quite confident?" A slight smile touched Ye Jingyu's lips, yet a strange glimmer flashed in his eyes...
"You are too presumptuous..." Bing Ming didn't answer Ye Jingyu's question, merely scoffing...
"This young master never does anything without assurance, so this cave, I am entering it today, no matter what..." Ye Jingyu paid no mind to Bing Ming's sarcasm, taking a step and moving toward him...
Watching Ye Jingyu approach, Bing Ming remained expressionless, his body suddenly shifting, arriving instantly in front of Ye Jingyu, unleashing a palm strike directly at him...
Before the palm even connected, Ye Jingyu felt a chilling, heartless wind press down on him, as if intending to extinguish all vitality in the world...
Heartless Palm? The Heartless Palm used by Bie Li of the Wu Shang Sect?
Ye Jingyu startled internally, his body rapidly retreating backward, but that palm strike sealed off all his escape routes, leaving him with no room to evade, forcing him to meet it head-on with all his strength...
But he knew his own limits; his power was merely Rank Five, enough at most to withstand the attack of an average Grandmaster. Against a Great Grandmaster, he possessed no power to resist, let alone the fact that Bing Ming before him was far stronger than a Great Grandmaster like Xue Hengzhi?
Even if he wasn't a Martial Saint, he had certainly reached the peak of the Great Grandmaster realm; even a casual palm strike from him would be beyond Ye Jingyu's capacity to endure...
Thus, in such a predicament, without a second thought, he snatched the massive cannon from his Qiankun Bracelet and hurled it toward Bing Ming...
Suddenly, upon seeing Ye Jingyu produce a cannon, Bing Ming's heart gave a slight jolt, clearly not expecting Ye Jingyu to possess such a treasure. However, his Heartless Palm struck the cannon without mercy...
Instantly, a thunderous crash sounded, and the entire cannon shattered. The barrel, forged from bronze and other metals, disintegrated into the finest powder...
This demonstrated just how much more potent the Heartless Palm was now compared to when Bie Li had used it...
Ye Jingyu seized this opportunity, pulling out two hidden crossbows. Without even glancing at the scene ahead, he pulled the triggers...
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..." Sounds of piercing air followed in quick succession, as more than a dozen crossbow bolts mercilessly shot toward Bing Ming...
Facing Ye Jingyu's brazen sneak attack, Bing Ming's face remained devoid of emotion. He simply raised his outstretched right hand, gently swirling his long sleeve, and those launched crossbow bolts were instantly swept up within the folds of his sleeve. Without seemingly exerting much force, even the black iron bolts shattered into iron filings...
Effortlessly neutralizing Ye Jingyu's crossbow bolts, Bing Ming took a step forward, arriving right next to Ye Jingyu, but Ye Jingyu suddenly flung something out...
A cloud of blue powder instantly dispersed into the air—this was the virulent poison developed by Gongsun Xiangyi...
Unexpectedly, Bing Ming paid it no heed, instead blasting out a punch. A surge of powerful Gang Qi instantly erupted, directly isolating the useless poisonous dust. The tremendous force of the fist hammered fiercely toward Ye Jingyu's chest...
Heavenly Gang Fist... This was the Heavenly Gang Fist of the Tian Gang Sect?
Ye Jingyu was startled again, but at this moment, with evasion impossible, he could only meet the blow head-on with all his might...
The true qi within his body gathered continuously into his right arm, releasing its terrifying power fully. Even a powerful force of Will was integrated into his right fist, meeting Bing Ming's punch like lightning...
Bing Ming paused, seemingly not anticipating that Ye Jingyu would dare to trade a direct punch with him, a look of appreciation briefly coloring the corner of his mouth...
But before this smile could fully bloom, Bing Ming felt an indescribable pressure descending from above his head. Looking up, he saw a massive square seal smashing down, and his heart jolted once more...
Yet, fear was absent from his face. Clenching his left fist tightly, he slammed it upward, and a golden dragon shadow instantly shot out, soaring toward the Heaven-Shaking Seal descending from the sky...
Ascending Dragon Fist...
It was the ultimate technique of the Dragon-Tiger Sect, the Ascending Dragon Fist. If Ye Longyi were present, he would surely gape in astonishment...
However, Ye Jingyu hadn't expected Bing Ming to have the courage to continue meeting the challenge. The power within his body instantly surged forth...
"Rumble..." With a tremendous crash, the fist energy Bing Ming had unleashed collided entirely with the Heaven-Shaking Seal. The golden dragon shadow was seen completely shattering, while the Heaven-Shaking Seal was violently knocked away by the immense force...
At that very instant, Ye Jingyu's fist met Bing Ming's, also erupting in a loud noise. Immense true essence power traveled through Bing Ming's punch directly into Ye Jingyu's arm, causing his entire limb to instantly swell, veins visibly throbbing as if about to explode...
Ye Jingyu's body was blasted backward in recoil, but even as he flew back, he didn't forget to viciously kick toward Bing Ming's body...
Bing Ming's body simultaneously used the force from Ye Jingyu's punch to retreat backward, narrowly avoiding Ye Jingyu's insidious kick...
At this moment, Hei Ming Shixuan, who had been standing quietly to the side, suddenly moved her small frame. A flash of brilliant purple saber light instantly ignited, slicing toward Bing Ming's body...
Bing Ming was shocked; he hadn't expected Hei Ming Shixuan to attack at this critical juncture. He knew the sharpness of that saber light—he couldn't withstand it in his current state, without his iron sword, and while still retreating, he could only force himself to brace...
An extremely powerful surge of true yuan instantly broke through the air—it was the Heart-Severing Finger of the Wu Shang Sect...
"Clang..." With a crisp sound, that finger point struck the blade...
But as a result, Bing Ming's entire finger was seen to rupture, demonstrating the terrifying sharpness of the blade. However, his body had used this brief moment to stabilize itself...
Yet, Hei Ming Shixuan had effectively sealed off his path to retrieve his sword...