A black and a white figure burst from the depths of the cave.
Accompanying this, a powerful sense of oppression instantly enveloped the entire underground space.
Some martial arts powerhouses, when still, are like a still lake; with a mere gesture, they carry the weight of mountains and rivers, and when they shout in anger, itâs like thunder splitting the sky.
This is the âauraâ!
This kind of aura is more real than tangible, unseen, yet it makes its presence deeply felt.
The current overwhelming sense of oppression that fills the scene comes from this source.
Everyone below the First Break feels as if a heavy mountain presses on their heart, unable to breathe.
Wanyao Yang frowned, watching the two figures rushing towards him.
An elder in black, an elder in white.
The terrifying aura emanates from these two!
"Are there actually two martial artists at the First Break hidden here?" Wanyao Yang chuckled lightly, "Interesting."
As soon as he finished speaking.
The sword box behind him finally unleashed its blade.
"Clang!" A bright sword light shot upward, a golden-red longsword.
On the swordâs body, faint golden-red starlight spread, the tip sharp as if starlight were twinkling.
This is a âStar Weapon,â specially forged for Star Sky Martial Arts practitioners.
Not only can it maximize the power of star energy, but it can also deal terrifying damage to the likes of the Shadow Race.
"Boom!"
Wanyao Yang erupted with a terrifying aura, wielding his sword to kill the Black and White Elders.
At the same time.
The two teams from An City were also trapped in an encirclement.
At this moment, Jiang Ye and two others were under siege by six black-clad men.
These six black-clad men were incredibly strong, just a step away from the First Break!
Each one was on par with Zhao Qingli in strength.
Not to mention these Divine Concealment Organization members were hardened fighters.
"Clang clang clang!"
Zhao Qingli struggled alone against the attack of three, retreating continuously.
Meanwhile, Jiang Ye and Wang Ziang faced the assault of the other three black-clad men.
The two stood back to back, continuously defending.
"We must end this quickly!"
Jiang Ye knew they had to escape while the Black and White Elders were entangled by Wanyao Yang.
Otherwise, if Wanyao Yang couldnât defeat those two, it would become troublesome.
"Brother Wang, you hold one off!"
Jiang Ye said, then put his knife back in his backpack and rolled away.
Two black-clad men saw he was trying to escape and immediately moved to encircle him.
"Jiang Ye!" Wang Ziangâs expression changed seeing this.
With Jiang Yeâs strength, facing two alone had no chance of victory!
At the same time.
Jiang Ye didnât roll far before being surrounded again by the two black-clad men.
"You little brat, trying to escape? Did you ask your grandpa?"
One black-clad man sneered and slashed at Jiang Ye.
"Trash."
A cold glint flashed in Jiang Yeâs eyes as he raised his arm to block.
At this moment, he was barehanded, but his moves far surpassed when he held a knife.
Whether itâs the âStar Martial Cultivation Techniqueâ or the âEight Thunder Sounds Fist,â
they only consist of basic fist and leg techniques.
Jiang Ye didnât know any saber techniques.
The killing skill he was most proficient in and could unleash the highest damage was fist techniques!
Previously, to avoid injury, he didnât want to fight barehanded.
But now, he couldnât bother about that.
"Clang!!"
The black-clad manâs saber struck Jiang Yeâs arm, but Jiang Ye deflected most of the force with his fist technique.
The remaining impact was blocked by his arm guard.
Jiang Ye only felt slight pain.
"Huff!"
The two black-clad men, seeing this, continuously slashed at him like a storm.
Though they didnât know any saber techniques, each strike was deadly, aiming for vital spots, assured of death if struck.
After defending for a while, Jiang Ye decided no longer to be passive.
"Step!"
He suddenly took a step forward, using a fierce fist technique to break through and strike one black-clad man.
The other black-clad man seized the chance to slash at him fiercely.
Jiang Ye paid no mind.
Exchanging injury for injury!
"Kill!"
This punch carried an incredibly terrifying force.
A faint sliver of silver light flashed across his fist.
"Boom!!!"
Like a thunderclap exploding.
The Eight Thunder Sounds Fist, charged with star energy, landed hard on the black-clad manâs chest.
Increased damage by 50%!
The black-clad man smirked, having nearly reached the First Break; he didnât believe the youth could hurt him with just fists.
But in the next momentâ
"Pfft!!"
The black-clad man suddenly spat blood!
"You..."
The black-clad man near the First Break showed disbelief.
Jiang Ye gave him no chance.
In a flash, with a 35% speed buff, his second punch landed fiercely at the same spot.
"Boom!!"
"Crack!"
A faint sound of bone breaking was heard.
The black-clad man was sent flying, his organs ruptured, and after hitting the ground, he lay still.
All this transpired in a flash.
So fast that the other black-clad man didnât have time to react before Jiang Ye eliminated one.
The priceâ
He himself got slashed on the shoulder by the other black-clad man.
A grisly knife wound appeared on his shoulder.
Even with the protection of an Anti-stabbing Suit, facing a near-First Break martial artistâs full-force slash still injured him instantly.
Feeling the intense pain from the wound.
Jiang Yeâs gaze grew only calmer.
"Kill!"
Without a momentâs delay, he stepped fiercely toward the other black-clad man.
"You..." The remaining black-clad manâs expression changed slightly, but soon showed a vicious look.
"Amorati..."
He chanted as if reciting a mantra, then dark patterns rapidly spread on his skin.
In a flash, his whole body turned pitch black.
He looked not much different from the Shadow Race.
"Roar!"
The black-clad man roared like a beast, slashing at Jiang Ye.
"Clang!!"
Jiang Ye took the hit head-on, pain like an explosion from his wound.
"Is this the Divine Concealment Organizationâs secret technique?" Jiang Yeâs eyes were ice-cold.
The Divine Concealment Organization had abilities to temporarily strengthen people quickly.
This wasnât hearsay.
Now, the black-clad manâs strength had increased by at least 30%.
Yet, Jiang Yeâs face showed no trace of fear.
Feeling the intense pain from the wound, his eyes showed no ripples.
[Finding Joy in Adversity: In a state of pain, receive a considerable attribute boost (temporary); the deeper the pain, the higher the boost.]
A surging power brewed within Jiang Ye.
"Kill!" Jiang Ye shouted low, transforming into a shadow as he dashed at the black-clad man.
Taking another slash.
Then...
Jiang Ye punched the black-clad manâs chest.
"Bang bang bang bangâ"
Empowered by multiple buffs.
Within an extremely short time, like a human pile driver, he unleashed over ten fierce punches!
Nearly ten punches received a 50% damage boost!
Thunderous sounds kept exploding.
The âblacked-outâ black-clad man had no chance to strike back, pummeled like a sandbag by the heavy fists.
"Thud."
When Jiang Ye stopped, the black-clad man before him had turned into a corpse, sliding powerlessly to the ground.
On the black-clad manâs chest, a sunken bloody hole, with a diameter of twenty inches, was terrifyingly obvious.