Chapter 306

Chapter 306: Battle! Time Fist Technique!

Crack!

At the point where their attacks collided, arcs of black lightning erupted, a sign of space tearing apart.

“Retreat quickly!”

All the watching Great Saints quickly mobilized their divine power to protect their clansmen as they withdrew.

Lu Tianqi also had to deploy his emperor’s might, carefully shielding Lu Lingxi as they retreated.

“Interesting.”

Chen Ansheng felt the violent martial power, and his own fighting spirit surged.

“I hope the Emperor will enlighten me!”

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two moved again, crashing into each other, causing the space to continuously twist and divine light to cover the sky.

“I can’t see! Even I can’t see clearly!”

Lu Tianqi initially wanted to observe and learn something.

Who would have thought that even with his emperor’s perception, he couldn’t capture the rapidly moving figures of the two.

It was clear how terrifying their combat power was.

“Shadowless Void Palm!”

After a fierce battle, Mu Fengyun could feel that his opponent wasn’t trying to kill him but was truly sparring, so he let loose.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

His fighting spirit surged, fists like meteors, continuously smashing toward Chen Ansheng.

Even though each hit was accurately defended against, the reckless impact made his blood boil.

It had been seventy thousand years since he’d fought so exhilaratingly.

“If this is all your strength, then don’t blame me for being ruthless and taking your life!”

In Chen Ansheng’s perception, Mu Fengyun’s martial power was roughly comparable to a typical late-stage Celestial Immortal, likely able to contend with the pinnacle of emperor realm in this world.

This disappointed him.

Bang!

The moment the threat left his lips, twelve bloody lights exploded from Mu Fengyun’s body.

In an instant, his fighting spirit soared, likely breaking through the emperor realm of this world!

“Since it’s the Emperor’s request, then I won’t be polite!”

Mu Fengyun was engulfed in blood light, throwing a punch.

That punch seemed to transcend spatial distance, directly crashing into Chen Ansheng’s chest.

To Mu Fengyun’s surprise, his opponent did not defend at all, nor did he evade.

Bang!

The furious punch smashed into Chen Ansheng’s chest.

Crack!

The sound of broken celestial bones echoed.

Chen Ansheng was not angry but delighted. “Good! Come, let’s continue fighting!”

In the absence of defense, having a bald man able to break his celestial bones was quite impressive.

“Fight!”

After briefly being astonished by Chen Ansheng’s resilience, Mu Fengyun transformed into a blood shadow and charged forward.

Boom! Boom! Boom…

The two exchanged blows, their figures leaving cracks in the space.

The others retreated thousands of kilometers to avoid being affected by that terrifying force.

“Being able to create space cracks means both sides have at least Xuan Emperor-level combat power!”

“This is the first time in my life I’ve seen Xuan Emperor-level experts battle; this trip is truly worthwhile, a stroke of luck!”

“I wonder who among the two is stronger!”

Everyone held their breath, even without clear visibility of the battle, they were excitedly discussing it.

“Not enough, far from enough!”

As Chen Ansheng and Mu Fengyun fought more fiercely, he continued to dismantle the opponent’s attacks while rarely striking back.

To force his opponent to unleash their full strength, Chen Ansheng decided to apply a bit of pressure.

“Buzz!”

Killing intent erupted like a tangible force.

Only when facing a life-and-death crisis do cultivators unleash unforeseen power.

“Die!”

Chen Ansheng shouted angrily, pushing his physical strength to the limit while secretly using an acceleration principle.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three consecutive palms struck Mu Fengyun’s chest.

“Cang Blood Dominant Body!”

Veins bulged on Mu Fengyun’s forehead as he gritted his teeth, resembling a frenzied primal beast.

Taking Chen Ansheng’s three palms directly, he surprisingly withstood it with the extreme dominance of his Cang Blood Body, only feeling some internal shock before spitting a few mouthfuls of blood.

When being battered, it was also the best time to counterattack.

Boom…

Blood shadows suddenly flashed, quickly merging into Mu Fengyun’s body.

“This punch will guarantee your satisfaction!”

“Huh?!”

Chen Ansheng raised an eyebrow.

It wasn’t that the punch posed a threat to him, but he sensed a surprising aura of law appearing on Mu Fengyun.

“A wisp of time law!”

Chen Ansheng never expected that the martial cultivators of this world had comprehended divine skills related to time laws.

Just like his own time sword intent, it was extremely rare!

“His divine skill is different from my Reverse Flow Sword Intent; he captures the future, forcefully compressing it into the present, layering his combat power!”

With his powerful spiritual perception, Chen Ansheng quickly summarized this point.

He comprehended the time reverse, while Mu Fengyun understood a wisp of future law!

Thus, Chen Ansheng couldn’t help but regard him with increased respect.

This person truly had potential as a martial cultivation genius.

Boom!

That punch slammed towards Chen Ansheng.

Having fused one hundred and eight powers of the future, the resulting combat power far exceeded that of one hundred and eight Mu Fengyuns attacking simultaneously.

“Good, very good!”

Feeling that formidable killing power, Chen Ansheng became excited and activated his Chaos True Qi for defense.

Bang!

That punch collided with the Chaos True Qi, producing a thunderous explosion, creating a black hole at their spatial location.

And Chen Ansheng’s figure was blasted back by a hundred feet.

“Not bad, you deserve me using ten percent of my strength.”

Having forced out the opponent’s ultimate skill, Chen Ansheng prepared to raise the stakes again, pushing him to the limit to see what other techniques he would unleash.

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Clang!

Sword intent emerged, circling around Chen Ansheng.

Sensing that extraordinary sharp aura, Mu Fengyun paused for a moment.

At this moment, he felt as if he was in a world filled with swords, any movement would invite a thousand swords piercing through his heart!

“Attack! If you can’t break my defense within ten breaths, then you can die!”

Swish!

Chen Ansheng transformed into a sword, actively charging toward Mu Fengyun.

“Roar!”

Covered by overwhelming sword intent, Mu Fengyun’s bloody battle spirit erupted once more.

One layer, two layers… thirty-six layers!

“Killing Fist! Kill, kill, kill!”

Mu Fengyun was pushed by that terrifying sword intent to the point of losing consciousness.

One blood shadow after another merged into his body.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

His figure flickered, using perfect fist techniques to attack the surrounding sword intent.

With each punch, he shattered a small fragment of void.

He and Chen Ansheng were merely a hundred feet apart, yet this journey seemed to drain all his strength.

Finally, he faced the exceptional young man surrounded by sword shadows.

“This punch will determine life and death!”

“Hehe.”

Chen Ansheng drew a sword intent from the tremor sword sheath, condensing it into a sword shadow that struck out.

The overwhelmingly powerful sword intent collided with the bloody fist shadow.

The void collapsed, creating a devastating storm that engulfed both of their figures.

At this moment, the onlooking crowd had retreated miles away.

“Your performance is good, but still not as I expected.”

In the midst of the storm, the sword intent dissipated, and the fist shadow vanished.

Mu Fengyun knelt halfway in the air, his body covered in cracks, blood continuously dripping from him.

“Ah…”

Mu Fengyun looked despondent.

In his life, he had never felt this powerless.

No matter how he erupted, his opponent was always one step stronger.

For a martial fanatic, defeat was harder to bear than death.

“If I were at the pinnacle of Xuan Emperor, would I have the ability to fight you?”

Mu Fengyun suddenly raised his head, yearning for an answer from Chen Ansheng.

Chen Ansheng shook his head lightly. “Supreme, if you reach the Supreme realm, perhaps I will use my full strength to battle you.”

Mu Fengyun’s power was indeed formidable, but Chen Ansheng had not yet used his true combat power.

If Mu Fengyun were at the Supreme realm, the situation would be different; even just the fused future fist method would be enough for Chen Ansheng to show considerable respect.

“Understood.”

Mu Fengyun nodded and suddenly closed his eyes.

“I still have some strength left; please enlighten me, Emperor!”

“Huh?”

Chen Ansheng raised an eyebrow.