A new week, another push for the rankings — your support would be greatly appreciated~~~ Please leave your member clicks and votes~~~ ****** Cheng Shaofeng was dead! Without any warning, he had simply died at Yang Kai's hands.
Last time, when Yang Kai had fought a whole group of Wind and Rain Tower disciples, Hu Meier had watched from start to finish. She knew Yang Kai was surprisingly strong, but she'd never imagined he was this terrifying!
Cheng Shaofeng, at the first layer of the Kaiyuan Realm, had barely exchanged a look with Yang Kai before a single finger strike killed him dead!
What kind of technique was that? How could it carry such devastating power? The hole in Cheng Shaofeng's forehead was clearly the result of something supremely fierce and blazingly hot.
In that moment, panic seized Hu Meier's heart. After witnessing Yang Kai's thunderous killing methods, she finally realized that his earlier words hadn't been a joke.
He truly was willing to kill — and he had the power to back it up!
Nu Tao was no less stunned. He had only just exchanged a punch with Yang Kai. Before he could even throw a second attack, his junior brother had dropped dead before his eyes. The whole thing left him slack-jawed with disbelief.
"You actually killed Junior Brother Cheng!" Nu Tao screamed hoarsely. "What technique was that?!"
The power behind that finger strike had been extraordinary — it had to be some incredible martial art. Fear crept into Nu Tao's heart. He wasn't sure he could withstand it.
"You're next!" Yang Kai naturally understood the principle of cutting the grass and pulling up the roots. These two had followed him here today with the intent to kill him. Against such enemies, Yang Kai would show no mercy.
This situation was different from last time. Last time had just been a brawl, and Yang Kai had held back. But against enemies who wanted his life, showing restraint would be sheer stupidity.
Seeing Yang Kai charge at him with frightening speed, Nu Tao suddenly bared his teeth in a savage grin. "Don't try to bluff — give me your life!"
As he shouted, both fists erupted with force as he lunged to meet Yang Kai head-on. The guy was only at the Body Tempering Realm — how much Yuan Qi could he possibly have? That last technique had been devastatingly powerful, which meant it must have cost him dearly. In other words, there was no way he could use something like that again.
That was why Nu Tao felt confident enough to stand his ground.
But the moment they clashed, Nu Tao realized he'd made a terrible mistake. Yang Kai was still freely using Yuan Qi. Every exchange revealed a searing, blazing energy in his strikes that left Nu Tao reeling. Despite his higher cultivation realm, he simply couldn't suppress him.
Nu Tao threw everything he had into the fight, dodging left and right, refusing to meet Yang Kai head-on. His plan was straightforward: play the endurance game, wait until Yang Kai's Yuan Qi ran dry, and then the man would be as helpless as a fish on a chopping board.
The plan wasn't wrong in itself. Against an ordinary Body Tempering disciple, this approach was the most effective — it would defeat an enemy at the lowest possible cost. But Yang Kai was different. Having just absorbed all the Yangyan energy from a Yangyan Stone, his meridians were full to the brim with Yuan Qi. If this dragged on, Nu Tao might be the one who collapsed first.
It didn't take long before Nu Tao found himself in trouble.
At first, Yang Kai's performance truly seemed like that of a Body Tempering cultivator. His punches — in both speed and power — were somewhat stronger than average, but still within the Body Tempering range. But as time went on and Nu Tao landed all manner of wounds on him, Yang Kai's strength kept climbing. His fists grew faster with every exchange, his power heavier and heavier. Most unsettling of all, the searing energy accompanying his attacks was growing increasingly intense.
It was as though his strength was surging upward with every passing moment.
How was this possible? In battle, a fighter's combat ability could only decrease as Yuan Qi was consumed. How could the opposite be happening here?
Within the span of a single cup of tea, Nu Tao could no longer evade Yang Kai's attacks with footwork alone. A split-second lapse, and a fist slammed into his chest.
The crushing force nearly drove the breath from Nu Tao's body, and the searing energy that flooded his insides burned like wildfire.