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Chapter 156 Su Yao: Really Good at Pretending, I’m Convinced!

Chapter 156: Chapter 156 Su Yao: Really Good at Pretending, I’m Convinced!

"Ha! Ha!"

Liang Hui let out a light laugh, stepping forward with long strides.

A heavy and domineering aura surged up, like an undying mountain moving, ready to crush any enemies in its path.

The azure Inner Strength burst out with full force, as though flames were blazing.

His foot stamped on the ground; in an instant, he was in front of Song Xi.

He extended his arm straight out.

Suddenly!

He pressed down.

At that moment, the air boomed continuously, creating a vacuum in a hundred-meter radius.

The fist had not yet arrived, but the ground behind the purple-haired girl already bore long traces of a punch.

Such a strike, even martial artists who had succeeded in the Blood Exchange Realm, would have no choice but to await death.

"What a palm strike!"

A light shout came.

The magnificent palm force was unexpectedly broken through.

A furnace-like glow, akin to the great sun, appeared above the girl’s head, dyeing half the Vault of Heaven.

"Vitality Furnace."

Standing to the side, Su Yao murmured softly; this was the highest achievement of the Blood Exchange Realm, a touch of unwillingness flashing in her lively eyes.

At the same age, she was confident she could attain such achievement, but compared to Song Xi and Qing Yi, she was still much younger.

Song Xi reached out with her hand, wisps of divine light falling from the sky, wrapping around her fingers.

Her luminous white palms met the jade-colored ones.

Boom! The rumbling thunder!

The deafening roar echoed between heaven and earth.

The land within a thousand meters crumbled inch by inch, and endless gusts of wind transferred from between the two, spreading outward.

"Interesting, continue!"

Liang Hui’s arms drew back slightly.

The clear light began to compress and deform.

A dragon’s roar sounded, full of majesty and domineering, as the Azure Dragon coiled around his arm.

He thrust forward vehemently, aiming a punch.

This punch was even more domineering, carrying an edge to shatter everything, hurtling towards Song Xi’s head.

Without the slightest mercy.

Want to see my punch, fine, but if you can’t take it, die!

The stunning beauty of Song Xi’s face also took on a grave expression.

But still unyielding, with a thought, the furnace that dyed half the sky entered her body.

Green vitality, red flames, brown earth, azure water, golden edges – these instantly appeared on her five fingers.

As the fingers drew close, the five-colored brilliance flowed, ceaseless.

She clenched her fist, and the circulating five-colored light merged into one.

It turned into a gray fog, containing the power of creation.

"To have cultivated Five Elements Fist to such an extent."

Layers of ripples surged in the depths of Liang Hui’s eyes; in this fist technique, he saw a hint of his own shadow from memories.

Thousands of thoughts in his heart finally turned into an unshakeable belief in victory.

Kill!

The Azure Dragon’s long chant rushed towards the gray fog.

The gray fog and the dragon’s body obscured everything.

Only the continuous roars kept coming from between the two.

Various lights scattered, revealing two figures standing opposite each other.

Liang Hui stood in place, his arm hanging down, the edge of his fist stained with blood.

And Song Xi stepped back half a step, a narrow gash appeared on the back of her hand, blood dripping down ceaselessly.

"Miss is injured."

Aunt Fang, watching from a distance, had an anxious look on her face; she didn’t understand why they had to fight upon meeting.

They should have been the best of partners.

Song Xi looked indifferently at her slashed hand.

"As expected, even the boxing technique created from that memory by my family’s divine bloodline, in front of you, has still been counteracted."

Liang Hui didn’t respond.

You wanted to see my fists, didn’t you? Come on, keep watching.

His arm lifted again, and his hand transformed hundreds of times in a blink, with countless roars of beasts echoing around.

One ferocious beast after another leaped out from his arm, forcefully driving the fist’s edge forward.

The air scattered outward like particles, revealing even the white breath which was nearly invisible to the naked eye.

Under the roaring of the air, it continued to disperse.

The ground, the broken wood, and the corpses around him were directly obliterated.

This punch was the foundation of his martial path—the Myriad Beasts Fist.

The murderous intent in his fist was not concealed.

He was the current Liang Hui, and the stranger before him was just another insignificant head to offer up.

Merely for this, they dared to be so presumptuous.

It was even likely that they wanted to rely on their realm advantage defeat him and establish their own invincible aura.

Liang Hui always assumed the worst intentions of his enemies.

"Miss not only eliminated the Wang Family Elder, but also cleared out all the surviving members of the Wang, Liu, and Yang families in the secret realm on your behalf. How could you act this way?"

Aunt Fang, standing in the distance, shouted loudly.

Yet the young man’s punch did not slow down in the slightest, still thundering towards Song Xi.

Whoosh~

Purple hair flying, a breath expelled, and pitch-black Wind Blades gathered on the blood-stained edge of the fist.

Threads of black wind converged from all directions, exuding an obliteration that could erase all things.

He raised his fist to meet the Myriad Beasts Fist.

The black wind dissipated, blood splattered, and a graceful figure staggered backward.

Only then did Liang Hui stop his advance, his gaze fixated on the woman.

The tendons in her fingers tore, revealing chilling white bones, her beautiful eyes carrying weariness.

She took out a topical medicine from her storage space and began to wipe her injuries.

"Such a fist, truly dazzling. Today is probably the moment when my strength is closest to yours,"

Song Xi sighed lightly.

No one wishes to be a passerby between heaven and earth, rather than an eternal sun.

Without witnessing it with their own eyes, they would always be unsatisfied.

"Is this your final words, or do you believe that relying on the item in your arms, you will not die?"

Liang Hui looked down at the scratches in his palm and spoke slowly.

In his mind, the Flowing Light Bell trembled incessantly, as if wanting to emit a toll that would destroy everything.

"Are you talking about this?"

The woman’s eyes flickered as she drew out a cloak riddled with holes, or perhaps it was more a mantle, from her bosom.

The mantle, blood-stained and tattered, with its dim blood color, fluttered in the wind.

Each flutter carried overwhelming intent for battle, with endless shouts and cries of war echoing forth.

It was as if the mantle contained a slaughter transcending time and space.

"Shroud!"

Standing next to Liang Hui, Su Yao said solemnly, her expression grave.

"I had always thought it was a legend, after all, the Song Family had never revealed it in that segment of the future memory."

"I didn’t expect it to truly exist; the elders of the True Martial Hall sure are generous."

Song Xi paid no mind to Su Yao’s words.

Her lips slightly pursed, she looked at the young man earnestly.

"We were never enemies, neither in interest nor in ideals."

"The affront earlier was my fault, and I am willing to take action and eliminate anyone who sets foot on Tianyuan Island for you."

"You want to kill me, even with the shroud, you can still do it, but is it worth it?"

"The Tianyuan Secret Realm harbors a great hidden danger, the clan leader has warned multiple times against ascending the Heaven-Reaching Bridge."

The woman hinted at something more.

Liang Hui took steps forward, each stride sounding like war drums.

"You’re really clever, thinking everything through before you make a move."

"But what if I must kill you?"

"No matter the great danger, interests aside, or even any schemes you may have left in the outside world, I don’t care. If I want to kill you, how will you respond?"

"You should know that I dare to do this, and I can do this."

With every word spoken, he took a step forward.

In four steps, he was already standing in front of Song Xi, extending his hand to rest on her throat.

"What else can I do, I’ll give you the shroud, and hope that after you have killed me, you’ll leave my family be."

Grabbing the mantle in her hand, she handed it directly to the young man.

Standing behind and observing, Su Yao looked deeply at Song Xi but said nothing.