Chapter Fifteen: You're Done For

  Whoosh!

  Wu Zongming was the first to arrive, only a moment slower than Zhang Haoran.

  He looked at Zhang Haoran with some confusion, Wu Zongming didn't know what he was thinking. Didn't he say he wanted to take first place? Could it be that he was deliberately waiting for him? This is ridiculous, this person is too arrogant!

  Although he was slightly puzzled and angry in his heart, Wu Zongming would not entangle with the other party for this reason, and was about to pass by.

  "Hold on!" Zhang Hao Rang blocked the opponent with his body.

  Wu Zongming's face turned gloomy and he said, "What do you mean?"

  Zhang Haoran said calmly: "No other meaning, don't you think it's more fun with more people? No need to be so anxious"

  "It's none of my business whether it's fun or not, get out of my way."

  "Sorry, I won't be able to fulfill this request."

  "Looking for death." Wu Zongming was furious, and his body shape, which had originally slowed down a bit, suddenly accelerated. His right fist was bright red, accompanied by a fierce wave of heat that violently crashed towards the opponent.

  Human-level high-ranking martial skill - Fierce Fire Fist!

  Zhang Haoran smiled and threw a punch back at him.

  Bang!

  The two fists touched, and the surrounding walls and ground seemed to shake, with a strong gust of wind radiating in all directions.

  Wu Zongming only felt a numbness in his arm, and unexpectedly, three layers of force were transmitted from the other's fist. His body immediately became unstable, and he retreated three steps, exclaiming: "Liu Yun San Die Jin!"

  Liúyún Sān Dié Jìng is the signature martial art of Liúyún Sect, although it's only a high-level human-grade martial skill. Many inner sect disciples are cultivating it and can't bear to give it up. The main reason is that this martial skill has a unique feature: the stronger one's strength, the greater the triple-layered power, making it almost impossible to fall behind.

  Zhang Haoran shook his hand to extinguish the sparks on his fist, with a slightly unexpected expression. "It seems that I underestimated you, and the fierce fire fist actually produced flames."

  "They are evenly matched." Wu Zongming didn't dare to underestimate his opponent, and he mobilized the inner energy in his body to its limit, hiding it without releasing it, containing it without revealing it, waiting for the crucial moment to make a lightning-fast strike.

  The unexpected smile on his face faded away, and Zhang Hao Ran burst out laughing: "What's with the 'mutual' nonsense? Don't get it wrong, I only used 70% of my strength just now."

  Zhang Haoran has the qualifications to be arrogant, and at just thirteen years old, he not only cultivated his inner energy to the tenth layer of the Qi Refining Realm, but also brought his Lingyun Technique to the highest level of the fifth rank. His Flowing Cloud Threefold Fist and other martial skills had all reached the Great Perfection Realm, and he didn't have a single weakness. He was confident that even if he encountered a newly promoted cultivator at the Condensing Reality Realm, he could hold his own against them for a while, let alone someone like Wu Zongming.

  Wu Zongming did not retort because he knew that any words were useless. What truly made people take him seriously was his strength.

  Pomelo!

  A fiery glow emerged from the clenched fist, with sparks flying out in increasing numbers, eventually forming a faint flame that enveloped the fist, making it resemble a red-hot branding iron, hard and scorching.

  Wu Zongming sneered: "Isn't it just you who hasn't exerted your full strength?"

  "Is it interesting? Is it interesting?"

  Zhang Haoran was taken aback, with a hint of anger flashing in his eyes. The fact that his opponent had repeatedly hidden their true strength made him feel belittled. After all, when he usually fought others, who dared not to use their full strength? Otherwise, they would have been beaten by him until they couldn't find their way north.

  A fierce battle is about to break out.

  At this moment, a figure flashed by, seeing the two people facing each other, slowing down cautiously and moving to the other side of the corridor.

  It's Ye Chen!

  He went all out, although he was much slower than Wu Zongming and Zhang Haoran, but others couldn't compare to him either. After all, when facing some clumsy and wooden people, exquisite moves often have a greater advantage, and hard-hitting is asking for trouble.

  "Unexpectedly, the two of them disregarded the match and directly started fighting in the wooden puppet alley." Observing the damaged walls nearby, Ye Chen didn't need to guess to know that a fierce battle had taken place here, with the result likely being a stalemate or merely mutual probing.

  But they don't care about the ranking of the game, Yechen does!

  If these two people still don't want to give up fighting, the first place may be his. In this case, it might be a bit unconvincing, but who would complain about getting free pie from the sky?

  With a flash of footsteps, Ye Chen was about to enter the passage.

  "Who do you think you are? When is it your turn?" Zhang Hao Ran was already somewhat irritated, seeing Ye Chen ignoring them and wanting to directly enter the passageway, immediately exploded his anger on him.

  Zhang Haoran's right hand pulled and released, a cold and fierce aura burst forth, wherever he went, the ground was covered with a thin layer of frost.

  Human-level high-ranking martial skill - Cold Immersion Palm!

  His eyes turned cold, he and Zhang Hao had no grudges, but the other party's first move was a palm that could injure his lungs, with a chill that could freeze his meridians. With his cultivation at the 10th layer of Qi Refining Realm, this palm was absolutely more powerful than any ordinary outer sect disciple's top-tier martial skill. If he were to take this palm, it wouldn't be as simple as lying in bed for a few months, there was even a possibility that his meridians would freeze and become crippled. Although the Ye family was wealthy and could afford many precious spiritual medicines to cure his injuries, this didn't mean he wanted to suffer this palm for nothing.

  "Avalanche!"

  A fine steel sword is drawn from its scabbard, and the leaves are blown away by a landslide on a high mountain, with the momentum of a mountain slide sweeping to one side, as fast as lightning, flashing by in an instant.

  It is a move in the Thirteen Swords of Solitude that excels at footwork and speed.

  Carla!

  The place where Yexuan was originally located was covered with piercing frost, and it can be imagined what would happen if Yexuan didn't dodge.

  Keeping a distance from Zhang Haoran, Ye Chen's face was expressionless as he said, "Isn't this going too far?"

  "You're just a sixth-level Qi Refining Realm disciple, what qualifications do you have to be ranked third? Don't even think about being first. Just stand aside." Zhang Hao Ran didn't put Ye Chen in his eyes at all, despite having just dodged his palm.

  Even a clay man has three points of temper, let alone the young and vigorous Ye Chen. Cold light shot out from his eyes, Ye Chen's palm bones bulged, tightly grasping the hilt of his sword. Although he didn't have any confidence, if he really fought to the death, it was unlikely that the other party would not be injured.

  "What, you still want to use force? Do you believe that I can cripple you right now? Even if they investigate later, at most they'll just give me a slight punishment. No one will abandon a genius like me for the sake of you." Zhang Hao Ran sneered coldly, his eyes flashing with a hint of murderous intent.

  Wu Zongming, who was standing by, had no reason to let Zhang Haoran continue his arrogance, and sarcastically said: "What a big show-off, I'd like to see how you can take him down in front of me."

  Zhang Haoran said in a cold and stern tone: "Wu Zongming, have you made up your mind to oppose me? Don't regret it later."

  "Joke, what do I have to regret."

  "Hmph, then let's see who becomes a True Realm warrior first! However, this kid is definitely going to be crippled by me, right in front of you."

  His body suddenly stretched out, Zhang Hao's left hand was behind his back, and his right hand was full of icy energy. With a dragon-like stride, he went straight for Ye Chen's head, seeking to take it off. Normally, people wouldn't have time to react when faced with such sudden movement, and in Zhang Hao's eyes, Ye Chen absolutely couldn't escape.