Chapter Fourteen: Confrontation

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  Xiao Yi's fist was too fast, like a sharp arrow, unstoppable, and directly pierced through Shi Bie's fist shadow. The next moment, he rushed into Shi Bie's arms.

  Boom!

  Like a giant stone being lifted, he was sent flying, his body transforming in mid-air as he continuously dissipated the force, barely managing to land on the edge of the battlefield. His face was pale, with both arms crossed over his chest, and surprisingly, they were trembling slightly. Xiao Yi's fists were not only swift like sharp arrows but also powerful and unyielding. The surging blood and energy washed over him, giving him a feeling as if he was standing in the midst of a raging inferno. The force from his arms transmitted to every corner of his body, almost dispersing his battle aura, causing his blood and energy to become somewhat scattered. For a moment, he was unable to gather himself.

  His opponent's cultivation was higher than his own expectations, and Shi Biao didn't know that Xie Yi had already mastered his own cultivation and all the changes in his strength to a very subtle level. Unless they really fought each other, ordinary people would find it difficult to see through his true power. In his opinion, Xie Yi's cultivation was not eighty-five kilograms, nor ninety kilograms, but had reached an astonishing ninety-five kilograms.

  The strength of ninety-five jin, even among the many hundred officials of the Bloodstone tribe, can be ranked in the front row. How about the other party's grasp of their own strength? It's simply watertight. In just one short year, they've reached such a state. Is this the power of the Barbarian Elephant Great Strength Technique? He took a deep look at Xiao Yi, Shi Bie didn't say a word, turned around and walked down from the battlefield.

  On the stone stage.

  Chi Yan took a deep breath, his voice low and serious: "What a great technique, unfortunately, this fusion of fist and arrow techniques is something that ordinary people can't even begin to master, even if they know the principles of energy manipulation. This one punch already has the power of a top-notch fist technique, and it's even taking shape as a high-level martial art."

  Shi Hu Qianfu Zhang and Qianyuan Qianfu Zhang exchanged a glance, both of their minds were shocked. This style of fist technique combined with archery was seemingly simple, yet it contained profound mysteries. Not only did it require precise control over one's physical body, but also a robust physique and deep mastery of archery. Lacking any one of these would make it impossible to possess such power.

  Some of the Bloodstone Clan's hundred-man commanders had a solemn gaze, and they also saw the subtlety of Xiao Yi's punch. It wasn't that Shi Bie wasn't strong enough; his power had absolutely reached the level of a hundred-man commander. His Lietu Seven Kills Fist was even a top-notch boxing technique. His combat strength wouldn't be weak even among many hundred-man commanders, but Xiao Yi was just too terrifying.

  Under the battlefield, Tuoba Han looked at his brother, with clear eyebrows and a robust body, and now his eyes showed curiosity, saying: "Brother, this Xiao Yi is so fierce, can you beat him?"

  Tuoba Feng gently stroked his head, smiling silently, but the depths of his pupils emitted an unprecedented fighting spirit. As if sensing Tuoba Feng's change, Shi Tai glanced at him with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his pupils also shone brightly. The purple copper knife behind him trembled slightly, and a faint aura of sharpness rose up.

  Water Qianliu stood still, his eyes cold, but a chilling wind seemed to emanate from within him. His vital energy was like the wind, constantly stirring and surging. Some of the surrounding Wu Chang sensed something amiss and retreated several steps, avoiding the aura that surrounded him. Their eyes gleamed with a frenzied light, for although Water Qianliu and his three companions were known as the Four Young Masters, they had never truly clashed before. Rumors circulated that their strength rivaled that of the top Hundred Men of the older generation, but often they merely sparred with each other. Now, to witness all four of them take action was a rare opportunity indeed.

  Xiao Yi stepped down from the battlefield, his footsteps calm, but many of the Bloodstone Tribe people's gazes had already changed, revealing a hint of reverence. Afterwards, he sat back down in the lotus position, circulating his battle energy and restoring his vital energy. Some of the Bloodstone Tribe's craftsmen brought forth molten black iron water onto the battlefield, pouring it into the numerous cracks one by one. Thick bamboo pipes drew in mountain spring water, pouring it onto the battlefield, as large amounts of white smoke billowed up, the sound of quenching flames unceasing.

  Three hours have passed, the night has fallen, the bright moon has risen, and the yellow moonlight is sprinkled on the ground, as if a layer of gauze has been spread over the earth. On the battlefield, several soldiers nodded, after more than three hours of casting, the hundred-meter-long battlefield was repaired, and several layers of iron water were added to prepare for the possible big battle that may erupt next.

  Qianyuan thousand husbands long blow the war horn, the desolate and majestic horn sound spread out dozens of miles away. Xiao Yi opened his eyes, slowly got up, not far away, Huo Qing stared at him, with a few points of bitterness and unwillingness in his eyes, but finally turned into a sigh. He knew that the gap between them was too great, and the other side had never regarded him as the final opponent from start to finish.

  One hundred and twenty-four people, including Xiao Yi, were left. The Huoshan tribe was left with only three people, two young men and one woman. Some of the Xue Shi tribe people sneered, thinking it wasn't worth paying attention to, but Xiao Yi's gaze became slightly serious. These three people weren't ordinary strong individuals, especially one of them, who even he couldn't see through. The opponent's spiritual power was incredibly strong, with eyes that shone like a god, absolutely not someone to be underestimated.

  Without going through a tedious duel, as before, all twenty-four people stepped onto the battlefield. Whoever could stand until the end would be the champion.

  This made many people's blood boil, twenty-four hundred-strong warriors clashed, within a hundred feet of land, it was bound to stir up a stormy rain, one could imagine what kind of intense battle would erupt.

  The three thousand men stood up, the duel between the hundred men was enough to make them take it seriously. The strong among the hundred men, whether in terms of realm or strength, were the closest existence to them. Watching such a great battle also had immeasurable benefits for them.

  Xiao Yi took a step, and the others also started walking. No one had any surging aura on their bodies, but instead retracted all their aura, just like ordinary people. Even their spiritual will was hidden in the spiritual world, without revealing anything.

  This is the level of a hundred-man commander, far surpassing that of a squad leader. He can easily suppress his own aura and bring his mental will to the realm of the ordinary, turning the void into reality, directly harming the spiritual world, and unleashing a spiritual impact.

  A moment later.

  Twenty-four people stood on each side, standing firmly on the hundred-foot battle stage. The re-cast battle stage was solid underfoot, more substantial than before, with an added thickness. Xiao Yi's eyes were calm and still, as were those of the others. No one spoke first, nor did anyone make the first move.

  The air was stagnant, with twenty-four hundred-strong warriors facing off against each other. An invisible aura permeated the air, and the hundred-meter-wide battlefield was filled with an intense atmosphere. Some of the Bloodstone tribe members who were closer to the battlefield found it hard to breathe, and they retreated in succession, trying to escape this pressure. Even the five-strong warriors felt somewhat uncomfortable. This was the result of the twenty-four people's auras entangling with each other, not intentionally, but enough to intimidate all four sides.

  Half a cup of tea has been drunk, half an incense stick has burned, and half a time unit has passed.

  Still, no one made a move, and the hundred-zhang battle stage was quiet. Above their heads, the full moon hung high, with stars twinkling like diamonds. The soft starlight and moonlight blended together, but couldn't calm the turbulent blood of the many Blood Stone Tribe members.

  Akane Chihiro subtly furrowed his brow, knowing that this was a mutual sensing between the 24 people, where they had all locked onto each other without realizing it. Once someone made the first move, the balance would be broken and they would simultaneously suffer from the pressure of the other 23 people's auras. Now what was being tested was each person's mental willpower. Whoever had weak mental willpower would be the first to crack under this atmosphere and make the first move, which would almost certainly seal their defeat. No one could withstand the simultaneous pressure of 23 people's auras; it was uncontrollable.

  In the end, on the battlefield, many people even closed their eyes, relying solely on spiritual will to sense all directions. Only in this way could they avoid revealing their weaknesses first and defend their spiritual world.

  In Xiao Yi's mind, a green-scaled elephant with its head reaching the sky and its feet treading on yellow earth, its four limbs like pillars supporting the heavens, stretched across the space between heaven and earth. This was the spirit of the elephant. As Xiao Yi visualized the elephant diagram, it descended to take his place in suppressing the spiritual world.

  The enormous green scales of the elephant's eyes were dim and dull, with a faint golden light emanating from within, revealing an ancient and weathered aura. It was as if they had been asleep for many years, only to finally awaken now, but still not fully recovered, just instinctively willing to suppress all external evils and support the spiritual world.

  At the same time, Xiao Yi has a deeper understanding of the barbaric spirit, and his spiritual will also undergoes a subtle transformation. His barbaric momentum becomes more agile, and his grasp of spiritual power is more intuitive and effortless, allowing him to act at will.

  Buzz!

  At the fifth watch, the hundred-zhang war platform emitted a faint humming noise. This humming noise was initially not loud, but as time passed, it grew more intense, as if thousands of horses and soldiers were galloping and killing on top of it. The entire platform let out a hissing sound, not from anything else, but from the earth that supported the war platform, which began to crack and reveal web-like fissures.

  After another half incense stick of time, a Bloodstone tribe centurion finally couldn't withstand the oppressive atmosphere. His eyes turned bright red, his spiritual world was shaken, and in an instant, he made his move. A bronze spear burst out from behind him, emitting eight feet long sharp aura, and with one step forward, he traversed over ten zhangs, barely avoiding half of the atmospheric pressure. The spear pierced towards the Fire Mountain tribe woman.

  Shì Hǔ Qiān Fū cháng wēi wēi hàn shǒu, zhè shì zuì hǎo de xuǎn zé, jīng shén yì zhì bù gòu, méi yǒu zài chí huì, zài tǒng bù bēng kuì zhī qián shùn jiān chū shǒu, zài zhū rén qì jī wèi luàn zhī qián xún dào fèng xì, suī rán bù kě néng quán bù bì guò, què yě kě yǐ jiàng yā yāo dào zuì dī.

  Facing the swift spear, the volcanic woman sneered, her crystal palm radiating a dense cyan aura. With a fierce slap, she shattered the air, producing a deafening roar. Then, her jade hand accurately pressed onto the incoming spearhead.

  Boom!

  A burst of emerald green light exploded, and the bronze spear was sent flying. The Bloodstone tribe's centurion was also knocked back by an astonishing palm force, spitting out a mouthful of blood with each step. He retreated seven steps before falling to the ground. Like and collect below! Welcome to discuss in the book review area.

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  Yoshida didn't believe in immortals, he believed in himself, but many people believed in him, so he muddled through and became a human immortal.