Chapter 74

Hao Xiong's temper was fierce and cruel, but that did not mean he was a mindless person. Otherwise, he would not have advanced to the Sixth Level of Body Tempering in four years, nor would he have gained a large amount of benefits through this life-and-death confrontation.

However, it was precisely because of this that at this critical moment, he lacked the determination to fight to the death with Wei Changfeng. Thinking of the benefits of victory, the thought of self-preservation immediately took the upper hand.

Faced with Wei Changfeng's Spring Rain technique, he immediately withdrew his eagle claws, raised his arms, took a step back, and clenched his fists to protect his vital points.

The sword tip struck the arm guards, and the crisp sound of metal clashing echoed continuously. The steel claws of the two iron eagle gloves were simultaneously severed by the sword edge!

But in Hao Xiong's view, he still had the upper hand, and Wei Changfeng's move did not affect the overall situation.

However, how could Wei Changfeng, who had just regained the initiative, miss such a rare opportunity? Taking advantage of his opponent's retreat and defense, he darted out like an arrow from a bow to the right side.

Phantom Escape Technique!

This was an ultimate skill that Wei Changfeng had learned from Ouyang Feng, best suited for concealment and escape. The more narrow and complex the environment, the more powerful it became.

Hao Xiong had previously forced Wei Changfeng into the corner of the arena, leaving him very little room to maneuver. So he thought that taking a half-step back would not matter, and he could still beat Wei Changfeng to the ground.

He did not expect that Wei Changfeng still had a hidden move!

The Phantom Escape Technique was a high-grade yellow-level skill. Although Wei Changfeng could only barely exert one or two-tenths of its power with his current cultivation, his speed far exceeded that of the Crane Body Fox Step.

In the blink of an eye, Wei Changfeng seemed to flash to Hao Xiong's right rear side like a ghost, moving silently and swiftly like a cat.

"Watch out behind you!"

The junior disciples watching from below the arena were all stunned, and someone instinctively shouted a warning to Hao Xiong.

But by the time Hao Xiong heard the voice, it was too late. When he instinctively turned around, Wei Changfeng's green sword had already pierced his chest.

Piercing Without a Trace!

Piercing Without a Trace from the Ten Thousand Sword Techniques was one of the simplest sword forms, straightforward and unchanging. A single thrust was relentless, emphasizing speed and momentum.

Wei Changfeng had also put in a lot of effort in this sword form. He exerted his full strength from the start, gathering ten-tenths of his power on the sword, leaving no room for a follow-up move!

Thud!

The sharp sword tip first pierced through Hao Xiong's clothing, deeply penetrating his chest muscles, mercilessly shattering his ribs, and blood instantly spurted out.

"Ah!"

Hao Xiong let out a deafening scream, his face contorted with extreme pain, and he clutched the green sword that had pierced three inches into his body with both hands!

Wei Changfeng wanted to continue thrusting to pierce through his body but found it impossible.

Hao Xiong had cultivated the Horizontal Golden Bell Cover technique, making his physique extremely strong. Although he could not defend against a sword infused with true qi, his iron sand palms and iron eagle gloves were enough to lock the green sword.

Wei Changfeng could not only not expand his advantage but also found it extremely difficult to withdraw the sword and retreat!

"Son of a bitch, you die!"

Hao Xiong roared fiercely, his eyes full of bloodshot and a bloodthirsty madness, his aura not diminishing but becoming even more fierce and violent!

Whoosh!

He kicked out with his right leg, aiming at Wei Changfeng, the kick accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder!

"Breakthrough in battle!"

At the southern corner of the arena, Elder Wang Anguo of the Martial Academy stood up, excitedly staring at Hao Xiong on the stage and growled, "Seventh Level of Body Tempering, good!"

At the western corner of the arena, Wei Yiping and Senior Brother Chen looked at each other in surprise.

The process of this life-and-death confrontation was full of ups and downs. Just when they thought Wei Changfeng was about to turn the tide, Hao Xiong suddenly erupted, even breaking through his cultivation bottleneck.

Seventh Level of Body Tempering, he now had the qualifications to enter the Upper Academy!

Wei Changfeng's face immediately changed. He decisively let go of the green sword and retreated to avoid Hao Xiong's kick.

But he also lost his only weapon!

Crack!

Hao Xiong did not immediately counterattack. Instead, he pulled out the green sword from his body, twisted it with both hands, and snapped it in half.

He took off his severely damaged iron eagle gloves, tore his shirt, and revealed his muscular body.

The wound on his right chest was still gushing blood, but Hao Xiong took a deep breath, gathered his true qi, and contracted his muscles, immediately sealing the sword wound, stopping the blood flow.

His gaze fell back on Wei Changfeng, the madness in his eyes gradually fading, replaced by arrogance and contempt.

"Too bad, if your sword had pierced another half-inch, you could have truly injured me!"

Hao Xiong laughed wildly, "But you will never have such an opportunity again. I also thank you for helping me break through in battle. In return, I will make your death a bit quicker, hahaha!"

When he was pierced by the green sword, he successfully unleashed the power of the medicinal pills stored in his body, breaking through three important acupoints in succession, advancing from the Sixth Level to the Seventh Level of Body Tempering.

His cultivation realm now completely overwhelmed Wei Changfeng!

Hao Xiong approached Wei Changfeng step by step. He glanced at the sundial near the arena and said proudly, "It's almost half an hour, it's time to end this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hao Xiong suddenly pounced forward, both palms striking Wei Changfeng fiercely!

Wei Changfeng stood still, as if stunned by Hao Xiong's breakthrough, completely dazed.

The junior disciples looked at him with pity and mockery.

Today, Wei Changfeng was destined to be a tragic figure!

Until Hao Xiong struck with both palms.

At that moment, Wei Changfeng seemed to wake up from a nightmare, his aura and demeanor changing dramatically, like a long-sealed treasure sword suddenly drawn from its scabbard.

Revealing an incredibly sharp light!

His originally pitch-black eyes suddenly turned blood-red. He took a deep breath, and his joints immediately cracked. His arm muscles swelled, and his sleeves turned into butterflies, fluttering away.

In the next moment, Wei Changfeng raised his arms, clenched his fists, and struck Hao Xiong's iron sand palms with both fists!

He must be crazy!

The junior disciples watching could hardly believe their eyes.

Hao Xiong had just broken through in battle, his cultivation realm and strength at their peak.

Although Wei Changfeng had injured his opponent, he had lost his weapon. In a hopeless situation, he still chose to confront Hao Xiong head-on. Wasn't he crazy?

They imagined Wei Changfeng being struck by Hao Xiong, his hands broken, and his body flying out, dead without a trace!

Bang!

The palms and fists collided, the shockwave resounding.

Then everyone heard the crisp sound of bones breaking, a chilling sound!

Wei Changfeng and Hao Xiong remained motionless after the collision.

But Wei Changfeng's eyes no longer had the fiery redness, returning to their deep black and calm.

Hao Xiong's eyes, however, were filled with shock, pain, and despair!

The entire arena was so quiet that a pin could be heard dropping.

Who won?

It should be Hao Xiong, right?

Then why was Wei Changfeng so calm?

Almost all the junior disciples were confused and did not understand what had happened.

Wei Changfeng took a step back, withdrew his palms, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The same blood flowed from his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth!

"Haha, it's Senior Brother Hao who won!"

Seeing Wei Changfeng in such a pitiful state, the disciples who had bet on his loss could not help but cheer.

The other disciples who had made the same bet all smiled, especially those who had bet on the exact moment, who were so excited they almost jumped!

Thud!

To their surprise, just as the cheers began, Hao Xiong on the stage dropped his arms, spitting out large amounts of blood, and collapsed to his knees, as if his spine had been removed.

"Ah!"

The entire arena was in an uproar!

Hao Xiong's eyes were filled with despair. In the final confrontation, his iron sand palms were completely shattered by Wei Changfeng. The latter's powerful force not only shattered his arms but also severely injured his internal organs!

Why had Wei Changfeng's strength suddenly increased to such a high level?

With intense resentment, this notorious junior disciple took his last breath.

Dying with his eyes open!

Looking at his opponent who had died kneeling on the ground, Wei Changfeng felt no pity.

If he had not exerted all his strength to activate the pseudo-dan in his qi sea and dantian at the last moment, the result might have been reversed.

Ten days ago, Wei Changfeng had opened all twelve acupoints in his hands and feet, advancing to the Fifth Level of Body Tempering.

Today, with the help of the pseudo-dan, he temporarily possessed the cultivation of the peak of Body Tempering and broke through the last seven acupoints of the Fifth Level, truly advancing to the Sixth Level of Body Tempering!

In such a situation, how could Hao Xiong resist his thunderous strike?

However, the backlash of true qi also caused Wei Changfeng considerable damage, leading to bleeding from his seven orifices.

The final victor was still him!

At that moment, the sundial's needle pointed to the half-hour mark.

All the thousands of junior disciples present were stunned!

"Wei Changfeng wins, and from today on, he will be promoted to the Upper Academy!"

The voice of the head of Jingyun Martial Academy, Dongfang Zheng, sounded again, calm and composed.

"Ha ha ha!"

Yue Guanfei on the southern corner of the arena laughed out loud, holding the thousand-year-old blood marrow he had won.

On the Floating Cloud Stone Platform, Dongfang Caibai quietly left, leaving behind an excited Yu Qinghong and Ye Qingxuan.

In the crowd on the arena, Nie Xiaoling secretly wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes.

On the western corner of the arena, Wei Yiping clenched his fists, almost grinding his teeth to pieces!

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In the life-and-death arena, Wei Changfeng wins!

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Second update delivered. I spent several hours carefully writing this chapter, and I feel it's quite good. Please give me some encouragement! (*^__^*) Hehe!

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