Wild, simple, and brutal—reckless and unrestrained. This wasn’t a battle against a formidable foe; it was more like beating up a subordinate!
A kick flew straight toward Chi Meng Hong’s face, so casual it seemed utterly dismissive, as if Shi Hao couldn’t be bothered to take it seriously. He just lifted his foot and stomped!
Chi Meng Hong’s eyes were icy, colder than a beast’s gaze. He didn’t retreat. Instead, he twisted his neck, dodging the kick, and violently rammed his shoulder upward.
Boom! His shoulder, capable of lifting mountains and shattering moons, collided with Shi Hao’s ankle, directly blocking the strike!
It had to be said—Chi Meng Hong’s instincts were razor-sharp. He seized the moment with terrifying precision, something even the Heavenly Eye might fail to capture. He hoisted Shi Hao’s leg and immediately followed with a devastating punch!
The force of his fist shook the world, unleashing countless exploding runes—an unparalleled display of power!
The onlookers were spellbound. Chi Meng Hong was truly fearsome. Under such fierce assault, amid overwhelming pressure, he seized the initiative and launched a ferocious counterattack.
Offense as defense—ruthless and relentless. Worthy of a supreme young master of the Imperial Clan.
Many gasped in shock. Would the mighty Wild be defeated in this exchange? He had been careless, raising his leg for that kick, only for his opponent to block it outright.
This was extremely dangerous. With Shi Hao’s right leg pinned by Chi Meng Hong’s shoulder, the latter surged forward, his fist aimed straight at Shi Hao’s chest. The sheer force of the punch tore through the void, shattering the surrounding space!
This was a killing blow—meant to annihilate Wild’s body in a single strike.
At this moment, many held their breath, watching with bated breath, waiting for the outcome in that split second.
Yet, Shi Hao’s reaction was lightning-fast. His trapped leg erupted with light, weighing down like a celestial body, its radiance splitting the heavens.
Boom!
The leg pressed Chi Meng Hong downward, nearly throwing him off balance and disrupting his most devastating strike.
Simultaneously, Shi Hao twisted at the waist, his left leg whipping through the air like a golden serpent, lashing against Chi Meng Hong’s other shoulder with crushing force.
Chi Meng Hong staggered, his expression darkening. His fist blazed like an erupting volcano, its power reaching its zenith as he sought to obliterate Shi Hao.
In that instant, Shi Hao twisted his body, his legs intertwining like divine vines, locking around Chi Meng Hong’s neck.
The crowd gasped, their hearts pounding in terror.
Shi Hao’s legs were like a dragon-snake scissors, clamping around Chi Meng Hong’s neck, threatening to sever it outright—brutal and horrifying!
His legs erupted with blinding radiance, like twin suns colliding, unleashing a storm of divine chains that wove together, intent on decapitating Chi Meng Hong.
Boom!
Chi Meng Hong jerked his head, forming hand seals. His palms surged like twin dragons, striking toward Shi Hao’s body with overwhelming force.
But Shi Hao, still locked onto his neck, spun like a top, using Chi Meng Hong’s own momentum to evade the strike and twist behind him.
Yet, Chi Meng Hong was no ordinary fighter. A prodigy of the Imperial Clan, his combat instincts were terrifying. He matched Shi Hao’s rotation, his palms lashing upward, nearly striking true as violent runes exploded like a raging sea.
The sky above them split apart, then shattered entirely!
With one final twist, Shi Hao disengaged, leaping away unharmed as the two separated.
Many hadn’t even seen what happened—their first clash had ended in a flash.
Shi Hao remained calm. Though he hadn’t dealt significant damage, he had gauged his opponent’s strength—formidable indeed, worthy of the Imperial Clan.
Chi Meng Hong’s face was frosty, his expression unreadable. Though unharmed, the battle had humiliated him.
Wild had been brazen from the start, kicking at his face, then nearly riding his neck like a mount.
He was of the Imperial Clan! Who dared treat him this way? Even if he hadn’t lost, the disgrace burned worse than any wound.
He was certain Shi Hao had targeted him deliberately, risking injury just to shame him.
“Wild, you’re courting death!” Chi Meng Hong’s pupils flashed crimson as he lunged forward, intent on ending this.
“You’re overthinking it. I just wanted to step on your face. You’re the one who let me sit on your neck,” Shi Hao retorted.
“Die!” Chi Meng Hong’s fury deepened. Whether mockery or truth, he would not let this stand. He would crush his foe and erase this humiliation.
Boom!
From his crown surged a crimson beast—an ancient, unseen monstrosity, no larger than a fist but covered in bloody bone spikes. It roared, unleashing a tide of blood that froze the battlefield.
Every spectator shuddered in terror. Even distant experts stiffened, unable to move—trapped in a sea of blood.
What was happening? Panic spread.
Cultivators, masters of their own bodies, now found themselves paralyzed, their control stripped away.
Only the Imperial Clan members—Wu Kun, Yu Yu, and others—had foreseen this, evading the roar’s effect.
Shi Hao’s heart grew heavy. He felt trapped in a vortex of time, as if the moment had frozen indefinitely.
A time domain?
This was astonishing!
Clearly, the blood beast was Chi Meng Hong’s true form—his primordial spirit, wielding the supreme law of time.
Yet, Shi Hao sensed something off. The time rule seemed incomplete—only immobilizing, not eroding lifespan.
“Wild, your life ends here!” Chi Meng Hong roared, unleashing a forbidden technique in his fury.
Shi Hao frowned. Death loomed—time had truly stilled him, something no opponent had ever achieved.
Was this the power of the Imperial Clan? Each with their own invincible, peerless secret arts?
“Die!” Chi Meng Hong wasted no time, his fist aimed at Shi Hao’s brow—a strike meant to obliterate.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Then, a deep, rhythmic pounding echoed—like the heartbeat of a primordial beast, louder than thunder.
The crowd stared in shock. The sound came from… Wild’s body!
Those with Heavenly Eyes saw it—within him, countless blazing furnaces erupted, their divine flames surging, their power overflowing.
These were the gates of his inner world, resonating in unison, unleashing boundless might.
Shi Hao’s expression turned solemn. He had been pushed to this—forced to open all his inner gates, unleashing his unique power.
Now, he could move again!
Sheer force shattered the time domain, breaking its hold.
Yet, Shi Hao remained still, waiting.
Such a rare, deadly foe deserved a proper response.
As Chi Meng Hong closed in, his fist a hair’s breadth from Shi Hao’s skull—
Boom!
Shi Hao struck back.
In the moment the crowd expected victory for Chi Meng Hong, Wild counterattacked—fatally.
Just like their first clash, his right leg lashed out, aimed at Chi Meng Hong’s face.
This time, Chi Meng Hong couldn’t dodge. He never imagined Shi Hao could break free.
Crack!
The crowd watched in stunned disbelief as Wild’s foot, carrying apocalyptic force, slammed into Chi Meng Hong’s face.
Could he survive? Wild’s power could shatter moons—and now it had landed squarely on Chi Meng Hong’s skull.
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