The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 298 - 203: Deadly Fight

Chapter 298: Chapter 203: Deadly Fight

Energy clashes, the sound of explosive fist power, Gang Qi scattering ... Li Yi and Yang Yilong were locked in a life-and-death struggle in the old district, creating a massive disturbance that soon attracted the attention of many people. At first, most of them merely thought someone had encountered danger and was fighting off a Walking Corpse.

However, it quickly became apparent that something was off.

The commotion couldn’t have been caused by a Walking Corpse, and the site of the battle was marked by a column of Qi-Blood, shooting into the sky, astonishing onlookers who speculated about what could have happened.

But to cause such a ruckus, whether it be a Cultivator or a Walking Corpse, the entity had to be incredibly powerful.

So, even though most people were curious, no one wanted to investigate.

Meanwhile, the battle between Li Yi and Yang Yilong continued.

In just a moment, Li Yi himself didn’t know how many punches he had thrown, each one representing his peak strength. Under such circumstances, his boiling Qi-Blood burst forth in just a short time. Were it not for his ongoing use of the Blood Burning Technique, his Qi-Blood would have certainly begun to decline.

But maintaining such a condition at the peak cost him dearly. Li Yi’s body grew visibly thinner as if part of his own flesh had been consumed and converted into nourishment for the Blood Burning Technique.

As the battle dragged on, Yang Yilong grew both shocked and furious.

He had thought Li Yi’s ability to block his sword was based on a short burst of power, and that he’d definitely die once weakened. But now, he realized that Li Yi seemed to be at his peak the entire time, each punch as powerful as the last, with his momentum and strength even on the rise.

What a joke.

How could such a preposterous thing exist in this world? Could Li Yi’s stamina, fist power, and energy be truly limitless? Why could he still block his attacks now?

At this moment, Yang Yilong was getting anxious.

His Guiding Skill required a significant consumption of Cosmic Energy to maintain the operation of the long sword. His techniques were geared more toward bursts, not suited for prolonged combat; should it draw out, his treasure sword’s sharpness would rapidly decline, even completely disappearing in the end.

And now...

Yang Yilong’s peak period was passing, his sword’s light dimming after countless exchanges with Li Yi, no longer as fierce as before.

Li Yi captured this decay and it fueled his own boxing even more.

"Haha, Yang Yilong, you’re almost done for, right? How much longer can you maintain that sword with the energy level inside your body?"

Li Yi laughed heartily as he thrust his fists horizontally, his fist power, Gang Qi, and energy converging into one. With a burst of force, he managed to shake Yang Yilong’s treasure sword off his arm.

Yang Yilong staggered back several steps. Before he could recover, Li Yi charged forward with another punch.

In this situation, he had no choice but to rely on the reaction speed and preemptive hazard detection of the Spiritual Realm to evade again.

"Can you no longer face a head-on fight?" Li Yi shouted, quickly pressing the attack, giving Yang Yilong no chance to breathe.

"Li Yi, don’t get ahead of yourself." Yang Yilong’s black hair flew wildly as he let out an infuriated roar. He activated his Guiding Skill again, squeezing out the Cosmic Energy from within his body and concentrating it in his arms.

The dim sword burst into dazzling light once more, its edge sharper than before.

"I refuse to believe that I can’t kill you today."

He could not tolerate being at a disadvantage and charged again, lifting his sword for a brutally sharp chop. With no fancy techniques, it was merely fast enough to be unavoidable.

The sudden outburst sent Li Yi’s inspiration into a frenzy of warnings.

But he had grown accustomed to such alerts. In life-and-death struggles, he had faced countless close calls, like dancing on the edge of a knife. Yet, it was during these life-and-death battles that his senses, instincts, and reactions had evolved, and at this moment, Li Yi’s body was evolving...

"You can’t kill me."

Li Yi roared back, clenching his fist to meet the attack. As his energy converged and Fist Gang burst forth, he thought this punch would force back his opponent’s sword like before, but to his surprise, the punch went forward, only for Yang Yilong’s sword to cleave through the Fist Gang, penetrate his Guiding Skill, and tear open a hideous gash on the back of his hand.

The palm was nearly pierced through.

Blood spurted out in an instant.

Seeing that he had finally cleaved through Li Yi’s fist, Yang Yilong became excited as if he smelled a chance at victory. A few more strikes and he could cut Li Yi’s arm off; then, Li Yi would surely die.

But the next moment, he felt a sudden weakness course through his body—a wave of powerlessness overwhelmed him.

This is bad!

He had overused his Guiding Skill, and the depletion of Cosmic Energy left his body enfeebled.

Had he reached his limit?

Damn, he was so close.

Yang Yilong’s teeth gritted in fury, his eyes wide with anger. He saw that the light in his treasure sword was flickering uncertainly, no longer able to maintain its previous state.

Li Yi, who was sharply attuned to this change, immediately understood what was happening.

Even though his fist was injured, he instinctively stepped forward, swinging his other fist to attack once more. His combat style, never relenting when he held the advantage, was deep in his bones, and it was this approach that allowed him to seize the opportunity at this very moment.

As his Fist Gang burst out, Yang Yilong sensed it through his Spiritual Sense, but he was unable to defend in time.

The opening appeared.

Boom!

A sound like a clap of thunder echoed, and Yang Yilong’s chest solidly took the punch. With that single blow, his body was sent flying backward like a cannonball, eventually crashing through a wall and falling into an uninhabited building.

Beneath the billowing dust, the intense battle came to a brief pause.

Li Yi’s fist dripped blood as he panted, his slit pupils glowing red, his murderous intent soaring to an extreme. Even after having punched Yang Yilong and sent him flying, his urge to kill had not diminished in the slightest.

Because that punch was not enough to take his opponent’s life.

Yet, this punch also signaled to everyone that Li Yi had won this fierce fight.

"Can it be, Yang Yilong was really sent flying? Li Yi actually won in a head-on battle?"

The injured Zhao Lingfu had been watching the battle the whole time, shock continually washing over his face.

Both Yang Yilong’s sword and Li Yi’s fists were incredibly stunning.

Each strike was a collision at their limits, both sides grazing the edge of life and death. A slight misstep could end in tragedy. Yet, in such combat, they had managed to evenly match each other for more than ten minutes, until finally Yang Yilong was the first to be worn down by the depleting energy in his body, causing issues with his Guiding Skill and presenting the opportunity for Li Yi to strike him down.

Yang Yilong’s defeat touched Qin Qing deeply.

Her expression was one of shock, a look of disbelief flashing in her slit pupils.

Qin Qing couldn’t believe that Yang Yilong, who had concentrated his energy into his treasure sword, had lost a punch in the midst of battle to Li Yi, who possessed only the cultivation of the inspiration realm.

"This is impossible..." she couldn’t help but exclaim in disbelief.

"Qin Qing, you better take care of yourself first."

Taking advantage of the moment, Lin Yue launched her attack, eager to quickly defeat her opponent and take control of the situation to prevent any accidents.

As the punch came in, Qin Qing gritted her teeth and met the attack head-on. This time, she wasn’t willing to hold back anymore. Her Guiding Skill and Fist Power erupted, unleashing an incredible punch.

Everyone’s techniques were similar; they all knew Guiding Skill and Boxing.

But this time, Qin Qing combined her Guiding Skill with her Boxing, unleashing a power far surpassing Lin Yue’s.

She thought this strike was enough to determine the victor and defeat Lin Yue.

However, the unexpected happened.

At the moment of power eruption, Qin Qing felt a force accumulate in her waist unable to release, as if something had jammed it, followed by an intense pain spreading through her body, dissipating her strength instantly.

Not only did her attack fail, but she also received a punch, leaving a Fist Mark on her body. She spat out a mouthful of blood and plummeted to the ground.

"How could this be..." Qin Qing hurried to get up, but she felt a weakness in her waist, as if her spine had suffered serious damage.

Seeing this, Lin Yue immediately understood; this was the effect of a tactic Li Yi had left in the Boxing.

Usually, such things were unnoticeable, but once the full force was unleashed, the body couldn’t handle the power and injuries would surface. Cultivators had high physical endurance and could withstand this for a while. However, by all accounts, Qin Qing shouldn’t have suffered a latent injury so soon.

"Your spine was injured before. Even if it has healed, it’s not as strong as before. It seems fine on the surface, but once in battle, if you overburden yourself using Fist Power and bodily energy, your spine will fracture," Lin Yue said seriously as she stared at her.

She didn’t reveal the flaw in the Boxing techniques because it was a secret between her and Li Yi. She would never tell a third person until Yang Yilong was dead.

"So that’s it. Is it the hidden issue left behind from that time in the danger zone?" Qin Qing’s expression fluctuated.

Lin Yue was right; Qin Qing’s spine had indeed been severely injured previously. Though it had healed, the new bones weren’t as hard as before. It had only been a little over a month, and even for cultivators with their incredible healing speed, it still required time for recuperation.

"Qin Qing, you should concede. Stay here and don’t move. Later, I’ll have Zheng Gong arrange for the Bureau’s helicopter to take you back for recuperation. Don’t concern yourself with Yang Yilong’s affairs," Lin Yue said calmly.

Since Li Yi was strong enough to defeat Yang Yilong, there was no need for her to kill Qin Qing. Out of past affection, she was willing to go easy, not wanting to be the one to send her friend to her death.

Qin Qing had wanted to say something.

Suddenly.

She sensed something and immediately looked toward the uninhabited building.

Lin Yue also frowned instantly and turned her gaze in the same direction.

Bang!

A loud explosion erupted, and chunks of rock shot out from the building. Then, they saw Yang Yilong, covered in blood, charging out.

"Li Yi!"

A roaring bellow echoed, his glowing slit pupils gradually turning gray-white, exuding an eerie aura.