Chapter 178 - 176: Unrivaled!
Song Changming reached out to take the Dragon Pattern Saber from White’s mouth. At that moment, Jiang Maocai’s eyes glinted coldly. He suddenly exerted force, shattering the courtyard wall’s bricks and charging straight at Song Changming.
He didn’t come to truly fight, but to capture Song Changming and present him to the Second Prince for judgment.
Therefore, he had no need to follow any code of conduct. He attacked directly, taking advantage of Song Changming’s brief distraction.
A layer of fiery Sword Qi enveloped his saber. From top to bottom, the big saber, like a massive fireball, was held by Jiang Maocai and came crashing down.
Song Changming’s heart tightened. He unsheathed the Dragon Pattern Saber, also unleashing Inner Qi and executing a Sword Technique!
A Wind Dragon slashed from his blade, meeting the incoming Flame Saber of his opponent.
The Sword Qi collided, and Song Changming didn’t retreat a single step, though his clothes were frayed into tiny star sparks.
He could feel the scorching heat of his opponent’s Sword Qi!
"Hmm!" Jiang Maocai felt the resilience with which Song Changming resisted him, supported by terrifying Qi power that kept him from cutting through with his saber!
In the end, Jiang Maocai had no choice but to withdraw his saber and retreat beyond the courtyard.
It wasn’t Song Changming’s Wind Dragon Blade Qi that repelled him, it was the enormous brute strength attached to Song Changming’s blade.
"Protect the house," Song Changming said to Song Ping’an on the side, then flew over the courtyard wall with a leap.
He naturally didn’t want to fight in his own courtyard.
Given the opponent’s strong Qi Refining capabilities, if they fought for real, it wouldn’t take long before the entire Song Residence would be flattened.
Thus, Song Changming fought while retreating, until he lured his opponent far from the Song Residence, only then did they engage in a deadly duel within the city.
In the quiet woods, deep into the night.
Boom!
Sword Qi collided, the Wind Dragon was devoured by a blazing sun and then approached head-on.
Song Changming used Flying Swallow Light Body Skill to swiftly move to the side.
After landing, he looked at his clothing, noticing several scorched black spots and holes as if burnt through.
The Sword Qi penetrated the clothes, and his skin and flesh bore its brunt, feeling as though it had been seared over a fire.
It was only because of his strong body and Dragon Physique that he withstood the opponent’s Sword Qi, feeling only some pain but not truly getting hurt.
If it were another Martial Artist, under the bombardment of such fiery Sword Qi, even if they weren’t directly blown into pieces, they would likely be severely injured.
After several exchanges, Song Changming confirmed the opponent’s Qi Refining Cultivation surpassed Xue Boyan’s.
Compared to his own few months of Qi Refining Cultivation, it was far superior.
Furthermore, the opponent’s mastery of the Flame Saber Technique was evidently more powerful than his Wind Dragon Divine Saber Technique.
Thus, if Song Changming were to only compete in Inner Qi cultivation or Martial Technique mastery, he would be at an absolute disadvantage.
But, Song Changming’s true strength has never been about this so-called Qi Refining cultivation and newly acquired Martial Technique skill!
He maneuvered skillfully to dodge a scorching Sword Qi strike from his opponent.
Pushing off the tree trunk with his feet, his speed burst forth, seeming to transform into a green wind, swiftly closing the gap with Jiang Maocai.
With a fluid motion, he swung a powerful strike, withholding Inner Qi on the blade’s surface.
The emphasis was on this strike, which carried a force exceeding thirty thousand pounds!
The heat wave was sliced open, and with a metallic clang, Jiang Maocai was sent flying by Song Changming’s unmatched strike, his figure crashing heavily to the ground, only stopping after dragging the saber in the ground over ten meters.
Jiang Maocai stared unwaveringly at Song Changming, deeply breathing twice.
Although his opponent’s Qi Refining cultivation was far inferior, why was his Sword Might so astonishing!
"Innate Divine Power!" Jiang Maocai gritted his teeth, his face sullen.
Only this explanation could justify why the force in Song Changming’s saber was so immense.
This power didn’t stem from the explosion of Inner Qi cultivation, but was a pure manifestation of physical strength’s extreme!
Looking at his cracked palm, split from gripping his saber, he somewhat understood how Xue Boyan felt and realized that Xue Boyan truly lost without grievance.
Having such an incredibly powerful physique in a confrontation with a Martial Artist surely provided a significant advantage and initiative.
Despite approaching Song Changming with caution, he hadn’t anticipated underestimating Song Changming’s displayed strength.
He once believed that mastering a formidable Inner Qi and a strong Martial Technique would be enough to solve everything.
Now, Song Changming was showing him that the level of Qi Refining strength does not determine everything!
Song Changming casually tore off the tattered strips of clothing from his upper body, exhaled, and then took a deep breath.
Then, Song Changming moved again, crossing several meters with a single stride, skimming through the woods.
The piles of fallen leaves on the ground were swept up into the air by the wind of his legs, one after another.
Jiang Maocai was greatly shocked and immediately swung his saber, once again slashing out a scorching crimson blade energy, sweeping towards the inevitable path of Song Changming.
Unexpectedly, Song Changming did not choose to use the Wandering Body Step to dodge and evade this time.
Instead, he directly thrust out with a saber.
Only a booming explosion was heard in the air, with heat waves sweeping around, bending flowers and grass, and scorching treetops.
Song Changming charged out from the center of the exploding blade energy unscathed, maintaining his speed as he approached Jiang Maocai.
This caused Jiang Maocai’s expression to once again change drastically, as he was about to retreat.
Song Changming had obviously used his flesh body, without wearing any protective gear, to directly withstand his Martial Technique blade energy!
In his view, this was simply a suicidal behavior, yet Song Changming managed to charge over completely unharmed, once again exceeding his expectations.
The immense defensive power was as if he was wearing an invisible top-grade armor, making him, for the first time, feel helpless against the mission target.
He couldn’t understand how Song Changming’s flesh body differed, as both had reached the Extreme Realm, with no more levels to ascend.
Yet, Song Changming seemed to have no body refinement limit, as his physique continued to grow stronger even beyond the Extreme Realm!
This powerful body exuded a wild aura, and in Jiang Maocai’s eyes, it did not resemble a martial artist’s body but rather the body of a fierce beast with exotic blood.
Equally powerful! Equally unstoppable!
On the streets of Houli Street, it was already late at night, with ninety-nine percent of ordinary people gone, and most people still wandering about were likely seeking entertainment and companionship.
Suddenly, a person fell from the top of the Chunfeng garden, crashing heavily onto the street.
The originally flat ground was directly smashed into a large pit.
This sudden loud noise shocked everyone around.
Jiang Maocai spat blood, his whole body feeling like it had been run over by a high-speed train.
He slapped the ground with his left hand, his inner qi erupting, allowing him to flip himself out of the pit he had created.
At the same time, Song Changming descended with a roar, his feet landing heavily in the pit where Jiang Maocai had just been.
He turned his head and gave a cold glance at Jiang Maocai, who had just escaped.
"Is this your capability?"
Song Changming couldn’t help but feel disappointed, having thought this would be a thrilling battle requiring all his strength.
But when he unleashed all his strength, the opponent suddenly appeared so vulnerable.
To the extent that the hot blood he had just felt was now half-cooled.
Jiang Maocai felt annoyed in his heart, thinking damn, being this weak, he even had to apologize to Song Changming?
He experienced this feeling of frustration for the first time since he started his cultivation.
In reality, his strength was definitely not weak, having been secretly cultivated by the Second Prince until now, and was not considered weak among the various guests under his command.
The extraordinarily powerful Flame Saber Technique and years of accumulated Qi Refining cultivation.
The number of Qi Refining experts who died at his hands was more than he could count with two hands.
If it were a normal duel, with just Song Changming’s Qi Refining cultivation and mastery of Martial Techniques, he wouldn’t be a match for him at all.
But unfortunately, Song Changming’s superhuman body was overwhelmingly powerful, with a destructive power far beyond common sense.
Even though he utilized his inner qi, he couldn’t withstand Song Changming’s pure power and speed bursts!
Jiang Maocai cursed in his heart and turned to escape.
By now, he was already heavily wounded, and unless Song Changming let his guard down and gave him a chance, his odds of winning were almost nonexistent.
If he didn’t flee now, there would be no opportunity to escape later.
But Song Changming had no intention of letting him go, using his Light Body Skill to pursue him.
Soon, the two disappeared into the alleys, leaving the people on the street and in the Chunfeng garden bewildered.
"I didn’t see it wrong just now, that, that was Dragon Blade Guest Song Changming?"
"No mistake, he seemed to be in a fight with someone..."
"The opponent’s strength isn’t weak either, being able to be chased by the Dragon Blade Guest for so long. Remember last month on the Martial Arts Assessment Platform, how many well-known Jianghu experts couldn’t withstand even three moves from him!"
"That indeed seems to be the case..."
The people on the street were discussing when suddenly they saw Song Changming’s figure emerging again from the alley, prompting everyone to fall silent instantly.
They saw Song Changming holding a saber in one hand, and in the other, he held Jiang Maocai, who looked lifeless like a tattered sack.
He strode with ease down the street.
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