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Chapter 179 - 179 179 Battle of the Imperial City 11

179: Chapter 179: Battle of the Imperial City (11) 179: Chapter 179: Battle of the Imperial City (11) Fengdu Thunder swept towards Yang Gang like a wild storm, the wind howling, Hell sobbing, rain striking, Asura weeping, and thunder booming.

Now employing the fourth strike of the Asura Sword Technique, Fengdu Thunder, Huang Xiaolong had merged the first move, Hell’s Wind, and the second move, Shura’s Tears.

Compared to the earlier fusion of Hell’s Wind and Shura’s Tears, its power had more than doubled!

Executing three moves simultaneously, the terrifying power they contained caused the complexions of many strong figures outside the arena to change.

Yang Gang looked up in horror at the Fengdu Thunder roaring down, completely enveloping the entire arena.

“Taiyin Body!”

In panic, Yang Gang once again executed the Taiyin Body, his body soft and boneless, drifting up, continuously dodging the high flying Fengdu Thunder, moving back and forth between mid-air and the arena floor.

Thus, he dodged more than a dozen strikes of Fengdu Thunder, but ultimately, he was struck in the chest by one.

Yang Gang let out a miserable cry, falling from mid-air onto the arena floor.

At that moment, countless Fengdu Thunders, like a flood finding an outlet, bombarded down, Yang Gang rolling in horror, yet still he was hit twice in the back.

The smell of charred flesh wafted through the air.

Fengdu Thunder, invoking the Thunder Power of heaven and earth to attack, was several times more powerful than normal thunder and lightning on a rainy day.

Being struck, even though Yang Gang possessed the Taiyin Body, he could not avoid ending up roasted.

At that time, the Fengdu Thunder ceased.

Huang Xiaolong floated down to the arena floor, coldly looking at Yang Gang, who now lay there.

At that moment, the ice blue color slowly faded from Yang Gang’s body.

Severely injured, his Fighting Energy could not sustain him, and the Taiyin Body disappeared.

The sounds of Hell sobbing and Asura crying emanated from within Yang Gang.

Huang Xiaolong walked slowly towards Yang Gang.

Yang Gang screamed and moaned on the arena, rolling around, his face twisted in extreme pain, tearing at his robes as if trying to rip open his chest, instantly covered in bloody marks.

It was utterly silent all around.

No one spoke, but everyone knew the outcome of this match was already decided.

The onlookers had complex expressions as they watched Yang Gang screaming and moaning, rolling on the arena.

The sounds of Hell sobbing and Asura crying continued to emanate from within him.

Below the arena, Cui Li, Pang Yu, and others looked at Huang Xiaolong with eyes that could hardly conceal their horror.

If it had been them on the arena facing Huang Xiaolong instead of Yang Gang, what would have been their fate?

Watching Yang Gang’s extreme agony, Pang Yu felt a chill in his heart, and cold sweat seeped out from his back.

At that moment, in the eyes of Pang Yu and the others, Huang Xiaolong seemed even more terrifying than Xie Puti.

Being hit by Xie Puti’s Phoenix Fire Qi, although painful as the fire burned through the body, the pain Yang Gang was experiencing was absolutely unbearable, far surpassing the torment of Phoenix Fire Qi.

“I, I, I!” Yang Gang looked at Huang Xiaolong approaching slowly, struggling to open his mouth.

Huang Xiaolong sneered.

He knew what Yang Gang wanted to say, but he wouldn’t give him the chance.

A murderous glint flashed through Huang Xiaolong’s eyes, Shura Blades summoned in his hands.

However, just as Huang Xiaolong’s Shura Blades were about to sweep across Yang Gang’s throat, suddenly a voice called out, “Stop!” The voice contained Supreme Magic Power that swayed the spirit in Huang Xiaolong’s mind, involuntarily making him halt.

“Huang Xiaolong, you have already won this match!” Cheng Jian stood up and declared, “In arena battles, it’s only about winning or losing, not life-and-death fights!”

Only about winning or losing, not life-and-death fights; this was the rule of the battles in the Imperial City!

Huang Xiaolong frowned, but still, he stopped.

“This match, Huang Xiaolong wins!” Following that, Cheng Jian announced the result.

As Cheng Jian’s voice fell, Broken Blade Square erupted.

Before the match, no one had expected Yang Gang to suffer such a miserable defeat!

Especially since Huang Xiaolong had not even summoned his Martial Soul!

If Huang Xiaolong had summoned his Martial Soul, how terrifying would his strength be?!

Outside the competition arena, the more than a thousand contestants from various countries who had been eliminated earlier, after watching Huang Xiaolong and Yang Gang’s match, also had cold sweats and felt relieved.

Relieved that they had not been on the same stage or in opposition to Huang Xiaolong previously.

Huang Xiaolong walked down from the stage.

As he passed by Xie Puti, Xie Puti spoke, “You are stronger than I imagined, later, I will bring out my full strength to fight you!”

Xie Puti’s eyes blazed with intense fighting spirit.

Huang Xiaolong glanced at Xie Puti, nodded slightly, said nothing, and then returned to his seat and sat down.

Cui Li, who had been watching Huang Xiaolong all along, slowly withdrew her gaze at this point, feeling very conflicted inside.

In fact, she did have feelings for Huang Xiaolong, even though they had only met for a few days, but having feelings did not require proof of time.

Just!

Each time Cui Li thought of her family and the Heartless Young Master, she sighed softly in her heart.

After the third group’s match between Huang Xiaolong and Yang Gang concluded, it was followed by the fourth group’s match between Pang Yu and Jiang Daming.

Soon, the result came out, and as everyone had guessed beforehand, Pang Yu defeated Jiang Daming and won the fourth group’s match, and the fifth group’s match was between Dai Shanni and Hu Zhi, which ended as everyone had anticipated before, with Dai Shanni’s victory.

Today’s first round of five group matches thus came to an end.

Of the six Super Martial Soul holders, except for Yang Gang who was eliminated, the other five advanced to the top five.

Seeing this result, everyone lamented again.

Originally, before this, everyone had thought Yang Gang would secure this year’s second place, now he couldn’t even squeeze into the top five.

Moreover, now being severely injured by Huang Xiaolong, it was uncertain whether his future cultivation would be impacted.

After the first round of five group matches concluded, next up were the matches among the top five to contend for the top three places.

At this moment, on the presidential platform, Cheng Jian said to Duan Wuheng, “Second Prince, how do you think we should set the matches for the next round?” Originally, according to Cheng Jian’s earlier plan, after eliminating five people, Xie Puti wouldn’t need to fight and would go straight into the top three, but Huang Xiaolong’s recently revealed strength made him hesitate.

Duan Wuheng’s brows also furrowed.

Should it be Xie Puti?

Or should Huang Xiaolong go directly into the top three?

It was tough for him to decide as well.

“Let’s keep it as usual!” Duan Wuheng mused.

If it was difficult to choose, then they would stick to the previous decision.

“Yes, Your Highness Second Prince.” Cheng Jian understood Duan Wuheng’s intent.

Shortly thereafter, Cheng Jian announced that Xie Puti would advance directly to the top three, without the need to fight, leaving Huang Xiaolong, Cui Li, Pang Yu, and Dai Shanni to draw lots for their matches.

Hearing Cheng Jian’s announcement, Huang Xiaolong was unconcerned.

Huang Xiaolong stepped forward to draw lots, and picked Cui Li.

When Cui Li saw that her next opponent was Huang Xiaolong, her eyes reflected a complex expression.

Meanwhile, both Pang Yu and Dai Shanni breathed a sigh of relief.

To face Huang Xiaolong, both were inevitably defeated, but now, there was at least a chance to advance into the top three.

Huang Xiaolong and Cui Li stood on the stage, facing each other.

Gazing deeply at Huang Xiaolong, Cui Li spoke, “That day, when I brought Zhao Wuji to find you, did you hold it against me?” (To be continued.

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