Chapter 1285: Chapter 1285: Formidable Opponent (5 Updates)
"Such arrogant words!" Ming Lang snorted coldly, brandishing a long staff as thick as his wrist and pointing it at Ye Haochuan, "Show your weapon!"
"To deal with you, I don’t even need a weapon?" Ye Haochuan chuckled lightly and then shouted, "Xuanwu Force Vein, activate!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura surged rapidly from his body, enveloping him completely, with a menacing presence.
One of the guards couldn’t help but gasp, clearly feeling the difference. Earlier, when Ye Haochuan dealt with him, he didn’t even use half of this aura.
"Where on earth did this guy come from? How could he have such formidable means?" the guard exclaimed in shock.
The other guard swallowed his saliva, but the next moment, when his gaze fell on Ming Lang, he suddenly showed a trace of disdain towards Ye Haochuan.
"Hmm, no matter where he’s from, daring to fight Ming Lang, the most mysterious among the Five Talents, is definitely seeking death!"
"Indeed, although Ming Lang hasn’t reached the Nascent Soul stage, he is rumored to have already killed several Nascent Soul cultivators. This guy is impressive, but absolutely no match for Ming Lang."
As he said this, he suddenly looked at Ye Haochuan with resentment and coldly said, "He’d better be crippled by Ming Lang, let’s see how arrogant he can be then!"
Ming Lang, seeing that Ye Haochuan didn’t intend to show a weapon, snorted coldly and retracted his staff.
"Vajra Seal!"
With a light shout, Ming Lang’s aura surged instantly, colliding with Ye Haochuan’s presence, not losing out in the slightest.
"Ha!"
A short, powerful shout burst from Ming Lang’s mouth, and before he finished speaking, his body shot out rapidly, incredibly fast.
Ye Haochuan frowned. It seemed that Ming Lang’s Vajra Seal was similar to his Xuanwu Force Vein, both enhancing close combat abilities as auxiliary techniques.
This guy is indeed a formidable adversary.
Ye Haochuan was not careless at all but also did not show weakness, charging forward.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged dozens of attacks.
"What... what kind of speed is this?" The two guards were stunned. With their eyesight, they couldn’t see the offensive techniques at all; it was just two blurs attacking each other.
Bam!
After countless exchanges, they landed a simultaneous punch, then each retreated two steps, creating distance.
"Refreshing!"
Ye Haochuan suddenly let out a hearty shout.
Such pure hand-to-hand combat is considered the most foolish battle by most cultivators, so it’s rarely seen.
But only those who have truly experienced it can appreciate the satisfaction and thrill of every punch landing.
This was the first time Ye Haochuan had encountered such an experience. But with just this once, he fell in love with this thrilling and violent fighting style.
On the other side, Ming Lang frowned slightly, seemingly surprised that someone could fight so many rounds against him, enhanced by Vajra Seal, without losing.
But the next moment, he dismissed all his doubts.
"Come on! Let’s have a hearty battle!"
The two of them almost said in unison, laughed, and went at each other again.
On the city tower, several elderly men with youthful appearances watched the battlefield from afar, as if enjoying a good show.
"That guy in black, is he that little wolf?" The speaker was an old man in a dark profound robe.
"Yes, Sect Leader, it’s indeed that little guy!" An amiable-looking old man in the Nascent Soul late stage replied respectfully.
This amiable elder was Ji Song, the first deacon of the Heavenly Gate of the Ancient Martial Arts Sect, holding a status second only to the Sect Master.
And the other elder to whom he was so respectful was naturally the Sect Master of the Ancient Martial Arts Sect—Ye Hao!
As a super expert who, a hundred years ago, along with Yang Sen, saved Xuanmen from peril, Ye Haochuan’s status throughout Xuanmen is unshakeable.
As for the other elders present, any one of them could make the whole Xuanmen tremble in fear.
Yet before these two great figures, they were like students before a teacher, not daring to say a word too much.
"If I recall correctly, that little wolf excels in hand-to-hand combat. Even some Nascent Soul late-stage experts dare not engage him in such direct combat. Who is that young man in white to possess such means?" Ye Hao asked curiously.
Ji Song pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "I also don’t know; this young man seems never to have been seen before!"
"Oh?" Ye Hao, as if hearing a rare tale, said with great interest, "Even our Ancient Martial Arts Sect’s chief steward has never seen him. Could he have appeared out of thin air?"
Not only he but even the other elders glanced at Ji Song with surprise.
This chief deacon of the Ancient Martial Arts Sect almost manages all directions of the sect, knowing everything about Xuanmen inside out, essentially the Bai Xiaosheng of Xuanmen.
Yet, unexpectedly, today a young man appeared and stumped him.
Ji Song smiled calmly, saying slowly, "I’m just familiar with the higher-ups of Xuanmen; how could I possibly know all the tens of thousands of people in Xuanmen?"
After speaking, he paused for a moment, then continued, "By the way, I recently heard that three of the Holy Peaks of the Four Sacred Ridges in the Imperial Capital were scaled to the top. This young man, since he uses the Xuanwu Force Vein, must have gained that inheritance, right?"
Others understood then. When the inheritance of the Four Sacred Ridges was claimed, they were already entangled here; it was normal for Ji Song not to have had time to investigate Ye Haochuan.
Ye Hao, hearing this, laughed and then, as if suddenly remembering something, patted Ji Song’s shoulder and said with a laugh, "I heard that this time, the inheritance of the Four Sacred Ridges was originally meant for your two little tigers, but this guy snatched it away, truly despicable! Maybe we should have someone capture him and let him..."
Ye Hao’s words were interrupted when Ji Song suddenly interjected, "The Sect Master jests. Ancient inheritance belongs to those with capability. My two little ones didn’t get it because their talents weren’t enough, and it’s no one’s fault."
"If we vent our anger on this young man because of this, it would make the Ji Family seem petty!"
Ye Hao laughed heartily, praising, "Deacon Ji is indeed magnanimous; that young man is quite lucky!"
Ji Song remained unchanged, his face showing no shift in expression.
"I don’t know how Director Yang’s injury is; I intend to visit him. Would any of you like to come along?" Perhaps tired of watching the fight outside, Ye Haochuan suddenly smiled and asked.
"Director Yang, who ventured alone into the tiger’s den for Xuanmen, is a model for us. We are willing to go!"
Ji Song, unhurriedly, said, "Sect Master needn’t worry; I just heard that the Tu Family has already concocted an antidote, so Director Yang should be fine by now..."
As he spoke, the group moved slowly, turning to descend the stairs.
But Ji Song, at the last moment, glanced back at Ye Haochuan, a flash of killing intent appearing briefly in his eyes.