Nine Dragons Saint Ancestor
Chapter 367, slapping to death with one palm!

Chapter 367: 367, slapping to death with one palm!

Actually, to tell the truth, even if Yun Xiao had advanced to the Peak of Meridian Rushing Realm like himself, Yin Huan had never thought that he would lose. After all, he is a long-established genius of the Jade Pot Sect and had received careful teachings from Elder Fu Du, having much more resources than the average Inner Sect genius.

As for Yun Xiao, Yin Huan knew his background very well—the Shang Family of Moon Bow City with their strongest member only at the Early Stage of Meridian Rushing Realm. What good could such a family possibly offer?

Yun Xiao had joined the Jade Pot Sect for just over a year, and whether it was his Cultivation Technique or Meridian Techniques, they seemed far inferior to Yin Huan. Even if both were at the Peak of Meridian Rushing Realm, most Inner Sect geniuses wouldn’t believe Yun Xiao could win.

However, what these young geniuses of the Jade Pot Sect and the elders didn’t know was that although Yun Xiao was from the Shang Family of Moon Bow City on the surface, his soul actually came from the Nine-layered Dragon Cloud, a realm where even Holy Rank powerhouses trembled before the Long Xiao Battle God.

In terms of cultivation experience, perhaps the entire Hidden Dragon Continent combined couldn’t compare to Yun Xiao. At the same level of competition, he had never lost before, not even to a super genius like Yin Huan from the Jade Pot Sect.

Yun Xiao suddenly appeared in front of him, but Yin Huan just felt that he was momentarily unable to adapt due to the surge in Yun Xiao’s cultivation; hence he was only slightly startled.

Yin Huan believed that with his incredible techniques, he could definitely defeat Yun Xiao, but his thoughts were too simple—so simple that it was almost laughable.

When Yun Xiao sent down that ordinary palm strike, a trace of cold laughter flashed in Yin Huan’s eyes, thinking to himself: you think you can defeat me with such a common attack? Isn’t that a bit too overconfident?

However, remembering some of Yun Xiao’s odd past performances, Yin Huan didn’t completely disregard this palm strike. Seeing him cross his arms high above his head, he was extremely confident that he could withstand this powerful palm strike.

What Yin Huan didn’t notice was, when he made this move, there was a fleeting look of mockery in Yun Xiao’s eyes, and then that unremarkable palm strike fell as heavy as Mount Tai.

"No good!"

It was only when Yun Xiao’s palm came into contact with Yin Huan’s wrists did he feel that overwhelming force and realize what a foolish decision he had made.

This palm strike simply could not be endured head-on.

But such realization had undoubtedly come too late. Beneath the astonished gaze of onlookers around the arena hall, Yun Xiao’s seemingly unremarkable palm strike landed right on Yin Huan’s wrists.

Crack!

A low sound emerged, and everyone clearly saw that Yin Huan’s defensive power couldn’t even hold for a moment before being crushed by Yun Xiao.

Spurt!

And Yun Xiao’s palm, white as jade, did not pause at all. After crushing Yin Huan’s wrists, it directly struck his forehead—the sound emerging precisely from this contact.

Suddenly, the entire Arena Hall fell silent. All the Inner and Outer Sect geniuses watching Yin Huan displayed an extremely strange expression on their faces, seeming incredulous and unable to believe what they saw, and these emotions eventually turned into despair.

Yun Xiao’s palm strike was not as simple as outsiders saw; it contained the special power of his Ancestor Vein in his right hand, coupled with the physical strength refined by Stone Heart Marrow. Even a Fourth Rank Advanced Peak Vein Demon would have its brain burst and die from it.

Yin Huan’s physical defense certainly couldn’t compare to that of a Third Rank Advanced Peak Vein Demon, so the moment he made that defensive move, the outcome was already sealed.

Crack!

A clear crack emerged from the top of Yin Huan’s forehead, then more and more cracks spread upwards, filling his entire head and face, giving him a tremendously eerie look.

Bang!

Moments later, Yin Huan’s head could no longer withstand the force of Yun Xiao’s palm; it burst open like a watermelon falling from a great height.

For a time, brain matter splattered, and skull fragments scattered, creating a gruesomely bloody scene that probably would imprint deeply in the minds of these Inner and Outer Disciples for a long time.

Thump!

Yin Huan’s headless body fell powerlessly onto the center of the main arena, his neck still spurting fresh blood, silencing the entire Arena Hall with only pale, apprehensive faces visible.

"Yin Huan... just died like this?"

Many harbored this thought in their minds. This was Elder Fu Du’s most cherished disciple, whose cultivation had soared tremendously recently, clearly having the potential to surpass his second senior brother, Bi Luo.

But now, Yin Huan, who Elder Fu Du had high hopes for, lay quietly on the central arena stage with his head blasted apart. How could anyone speak of a bright future for him?

At the beginning of this battle, no one expected it to end so swiftly. Even though Yun Xiao had reached the Peak of the Meridian Rushing Realm, shouldn’t it take at least dozens or hundreds of moves to determine a winner?

Yet, with just one strike from Yin Huan, his Meridian Qi Spiritual Snake was crushed by Yun Xiao, and then... it seemed there was no ’then’ anymore.

That plain-looking palm strike from Yun Xiao now echoed strikingly and irresistibly in the eyes of many Inner and Outer Sect disciples.

Apart from elites of the Meridian Union Realm like Mo Qing and Yue Qi, many geniuses at the Peak of Meridian Rushing Realm from the Inner Sect were shocked to realize that if they were in Yin Huan’s position, their fate wouldn’t be much different.

Yet, how could such a frail body burst forth with power that none among his peers could match? Everyone was baffled, and now they all cast wary glances towards the young man in coarse clothes standing indifferently on the stage.

This match was the last of the first round of the Spiritual Chick Battle List today. Before Yun Xiao’s appearance, everyone thought it would be the least interesting battle.

Unexpectedly, with Yun Xiao’s arrival, the outcome of the fight was explosively shocking. The prominent Inner Sect genius Yin Huan was actually slain with a slap, marking the first death in this edition of the Spiritual Chick Battle List, and a clean, decisive death at that.

Many were reflective, as mere moments ago, Yin Huan was arrogant, thinking he could win without fighting and move to the second round of the Spiritual Chick Battle List. Then, in the next instant, he was decapitated and his soul scattered.

The marvels of life are truly strange—before something happens, you never know what you might face. Today, the fate of Yin Huan undoubtedly served as a lesson for many talents of the Jade Pot Sect, teaching them that there are always higher heavens and stronger beings.

Whoosh!

From the northern seat, an elderly figure in a green robe suddenly stood up; it was Elder Fu Du. Taking deep breaths, his gaze towards the young man on the stage was fiery with rage.

"Yun Xiao, we are all fellow disciples; isn’t your attack too ruthless?"

Elder Fu Du truly cherished Yin Huan, who had pleased him greatly with his performance recently, showing potential to surpass Bi Luo and break into the Meridian Union Realm.

Unexpectedly, in an unguarded moment, Yun Xiao’s slap shattered Yin Huan’s head and killed him on the stage. How could Elder Fu Du, with his narrow-mindedness, swallow this grievance?

Unconcerned with Elder Fu Du’s accusation, Yun Xiao on the stage stretched out his right hand, pointing apologetically at the headless corpse below, "I apologize, Elder Fu Du. I didn’t realize Yin Huan was so weak. It was too late to hold back my strike. Please forgive me!"

"Pfft!"

Looking at Yun Xiao’s earnest apology on the stage, Tan Yun couldn’t help but laugh out loud from a secluded corner. She knew him too well; saying such a thing under these circumstances was clearly a jab at Elder Fu Du.

Apart from Tan Yun, many bore amused expressions, silently commenting on how cunning Yun Xiao was. To mock Elder Fu Du so openly, wasn’t he afraid of retaliation later?

Among these Inner and Outer Sect geniuses, few knew the relationship between Yun Xiao and Elder Fu Du, which had been hostile from the day Elder Fu Du captured Yun Xiao for his experiments, making reconciliation impossible.

"Fine! Fine! Let’s see how far you, this kid, can go!"

Choked by Yun Xiao, no matter how furious Elder Fu Du was internally, he could say no more. After all, wasn’t the stage of the Spiritual Chick Battle List a place where life and death were permitted? Didn’t he see Yun Xiao "sincerely" apologizing there?

Disregarding Elder Fu Du’s harsh words, Yun Xiao didn’t care too much. To him, Yin Huan was just a minor character. In time, even Elder Fu Du himself could be crushed with a slap.

Below the stage, seeing Yun Xiao slowly descending, a gaze became peculiar—it belonged to Xue Gong, the second-ranked talent of Medical Pulse.

"Brother Xue Gong, looking at Yun Xiao’s strength, your victory in the second round seems a bit difficult!"

Chang Qing glanced around and spoke somewhat gleefully. Honestly, he never liked the hypocritical Elder Brother Xue Gong, but he got along quite well with Yun Xiao.

"Hmph, it was merely a surprise advantage. Watch how I defeat him tomorrow!"

Hearing this, Xue Gong snorted, seemingly unconcerned. He indeed had the confidence, as compared to Yin Huan, who had just entered the Peak of Meridian Rushing Realm. Before Mo Qing joined the Inner Sect of the Jade Pot Sect, Xue Gong had always been the top talent of the Medical Pulse, almost stepping into the Meridian Union Realm.

Listening to the two brothers’ exchange, Mo Qing’s gaze never left the young man in coarse clothes walking toward them. The fascination in her beautiful eyes seemed to thicken manyfold because of the earlier battle.