The final blow

  A faint golden light flashed in the depths of Shuis eyes, and her black hair moved without wind, with strands of true energy shuttling through her hair.

  Even his lean body seemed to have grown a few inches taller.

  If you look closely, you will find that the skin on Water Hearts arms is covered with a metallic luster, as if it has turned into two metal iron walls.

  "Low-grade spiritual martial art, Vajra Divine Fist"

  Zhang Ruochen was slightly surprised and recognized Shui Xinxins martial skills.

  "Haha, youre right, its indeed the Golden Fist of God." Shui Xinxin laughed and said.

  Vajra Divine Fist is a relatively ordinary fist technique among the spiritual level martial arts, and it has been widely circulated. The boxing spectrum of Vajra Divine Fist can be found in many counties.

  Of course, even if the Golden Fist is widely spread and ordinary, it is a spiritual martial art that can only be collected in various county kings mansions, sects, and families.

  For ordinary martial artists, thinking of cultivating the Diamond God Fist is simply as difficult as ascending to heaven.

  Shui Xinye only learned one of the eighteen moves of the Golden Vajra Fist, Lihuo Jinkang, by chance.

  With this move of fist technique, Shui Xuns power was enough to explode with the strength of 78 oxen, even the current number one on the Yellow List didnt have such a strong explosive force.

  That is to say, after displaying the Golden Vajra Fist, Shui Xingyin possessed the strength of the first place on the Yellow List.

  A woman in her thirties, Huang Bangu, said: "Shui Xinxin has actually cultivated the Golden Vajra Fist to perfection. If he uses this move, even if its Huang Bangs number one, Hei Changji, she wont be his match."

  A yellow-listed warrior who was previously defeated by Zhang Ruochen said, "Before, Water Qingshen wasnt much weaker than Hei Changji before he cultivated the Spirit-level martial technique. Hei Changji only managed to slightly gain the upper hand because she could execute the lower-grade Unstable Sword Technique of the Spirit level. Now that Water Qingshen has cultivated the Golden Vajra Fist, his explosive power is even stronger, and its no longer difficult for him to defeat Hei Changji."

  "If Shui Xingyue can defeat Jiu Wangzi, after this battle, his ranking on the Yellow List will definitely be changed to first place."

  A slightly younger girl said: "If the Ninth Prince defeats Shui Qianxin, wouldnt that mean the Ninth Prince is the first on the Yellow List?"

  An elder standing beside her smiled and said, "Since Water has brought out the Heart Linked Spirit level martial skill, she must have confidence in winning. The Ninth Prince will not have any chance of winning."

  "The Ninth Prince is indeed still a bit off from Shui Xinxin, it seems theres no need for A Le to make a move." Lin Xiangyans face showed a hint of disappointment.

  If Ah Le takes action, Zhang Ruochen wont be defeated so easily.

  But death.

  For Zhang Ruochen, Lin Xuanjis heart was filled with an inexplicable hatred, especially when she saw Zhang Ruochen in a glorious state, her heart would be even more hateful, hating that Zhang Ruochen would die immediately in front of her.

  Even she doesnt understand, why does she hate Zhang Ruochen so much?

  "Vajra of fierce fire"

  Shui asked heart continued with momentum, both fists came out together.

  True energy burns, transforming into two flame iron fists, striking out with a massive force of seventy-eight oxen.

  If on the battlefield, Water-asking Heart this fist, relying solely on its momentum, can intimidate a hundred soldiers.

  Zhang Ruochen did not retreat, but instead charged forward, his aura like that of a fierce elephant. The strength of his muscles and bones was mobilized, transmitted to his arm.

  "Rampage across the land"

  One palm strikes out, eighty-eight oxens strength bursts forth.

  The result is obvious.

  Shui Xinxins fist had just touched Zhang Ruochens palm when he was sent flying backward, landing awkwardly more than ten meters away, barely avoiding falling off the battlefield.

  Looking back at Zhang Ruochen, he was still standing calmly in the center of the battlefield, slowly retracting his palm.

  It was completely crushed in terms of strength.

  Shui asked Xin to take a look at his own fists, then looked at Zhang Ruochen and let out a long sigh. "The younger generation is indeed formidable... from now on, the Ninth Prince will be the first on the Yellow List. With the Ninth Princes talent, hell soon break through to the Xuanji Realm. He probably wont care about being the first on the Yellow List either..."

  He let out a sigh, and Shui Xing appeared somewhat disheartened as he walked down from the stage, effectively conceding defeat.

  Only he himself knew how big the gap was with Zhang Ruochen. If it wasnt for the fact that Zhang Ruochen had voluntarily withdrawn some of his power at the last moment, he would have definitely been seriously injured by that palm strike just now.

  Zhang Ruochens power was stronger than what others had imagined.

  As Water Asks Heart said, Zhang Ruochen was not very interested in the first place on the Yellow List, but mainly came for the reward of one million silver coins.

  After all, the ranking on the Yellow List only recorded the warriors of Yunwu County, and the scope was too small, with a low gold content. If it were to be changed to the first place on the Xuan List, the gold content of the list would be greatly improved, almost all warriors would go all out to compete for the ranking of the Xuan List.

  Of course, it can only be said that Zhang Ruochens vision is too high. If other young martial artists could seize the first place on the Yellow List, they would immediately become a sensation in the entire county and become the object of admiration for countless young girls.

  Among the crowds buzzing discussions, that fifteen-year-old sword guest A Le finally stepped onto the battlefield, becoming Zhang Ruo Chens ninth opponent.

  Those who were watching the battle became even more expectant.

  Its worth noting that in his previous ten battles, Al has been able to defeat his opponents with a single sword strike each time, and no one knows just how strong he really is.

  Zhang Ruochen was also undefeated, and even Shui Xinxin lost to him.

  All of them were sharp and powerful young martial artists, who would be stronger?

  "This is getting interesting. Both are masters of swordsmanship from a young generation, and its equally unpredictable who will emerge victorious."

  "Its really hard to say, after all, that sword guest who took lives away only used one move from start to finish, maybe hes even stronger than Shui Qianxin"

  At this moment, there are many people around the fighting stage who are also placing bets.

  Zhang Ruochen wins. One win pays three losses.

  Zhang Ruochen is dead. One compensation for two.

  A-Luo wins. One pays two.

  Alo, dead. Ten presses one compensation.

  A draw. One push and four compensation.

  Some people bet on Zhang Ruochen winning, some people bet on A Le winning, and of course, there are also some people who think they will end in a draw.

  The Ninth Princess had complete faith in Zhang Ruochen and directly wagered 10,000 silver coins that he would win. She almost staked all her savings on it.

  On the battlefield.

  Two young swordsmen, ten steps apart, stared at each other.

  A Luo held up his iron sword, his eyes unblinking, like a sculpture: "You are indeed very strong"

  "With your age, being able to cultivate to the current height is also remarkable. However, your swordsmanship has a fatal flaw, and when facing me, you have no chance of winning, but instead, there is a great possibility that you will die under my sword. I advise you to surrender voluntarily."

  A Les swordsmanship was indeed terrifying, even Zhang Ruochen had to go all out.

  Once you go all out, theres no room for mercy.

  Either A Lei dies or he dies.

  Ale glanced slightly in Lin Xuans direction, a hint of unusual light appearing in his eyes. He then turned back to Zhang Ruochen, his gaze becoming even more resolute as he said, "Who lives or dies can only be known after the battle."

  Zhang Ruochen gently shook his head and said, "The martial art you are practicing is the forbidden killing technique of the Life-Taking Sword. Not only does it kill others, but also yourself. Although you can kill a top-ranked warrior with one sword strike, every time you swing your sword, it will cause immense damage to your own body."

  Taboo martial arts refer to martial arts that can only be performed by paying a certain price.

  For example, the sword technique of "Killing Life". Every time a sword is swung, it consumes ones own life force.

  If Ah Le were to continuously use his "Killing Sword Technique" ten times in a row, he would not need anyone elses help and would have exhausted himself to death.

  Of course, Ah Les attainments in swordsmanship were indeed very high, far surpassing those of his peers. As long as he wasnt facing a top-ranked warrior, he didnt even need to use the Killing Sword Technique to kill his opponent with a single stroke.

  Capable of being called a forbidden martial skill, its power is naturally quite frightening and not something an ordinary person can successfully cultivate.

  A Lè Bō Lán said calmly: "Since you know that I practice the Killing Life Sword Technique, you should understand its power. In the same realm, no one can withstand my one sword. Not long ago, a martial artist in the middle of the Xuanji Realm was also killed by me with one sword."

  Zhang Ruochen smiled lightly and said, "Ive told you before, when you fight me, you dont have a chance of winning. Because the life-taking sword technique you cultivate is not complete, it has a fatal flaw. What you obtained back then was probably just the remnants of the life-taking sword technique."

  A Le seemed very calm and unruffled, saying: "You want to use this method to crush my will"

  Zhang Ruochen shook his head lightly and stopped talking, saying: "Since you still dont admit defeat, then let me see just how strong your Killing Sword Technique is."

  In fact, Zhang Ruochen didnt dislike Ah Yue at all, but rather admired his skill with a sword, as if he could see a super swordsman rising up.

  Whether in his past life or this one, Zhang Ruochen had never killed anyone before and did not want the first person to die at his hands to be such a young man. That was why he tried to persuade him several times more.

  Facing Shang A Le, Zhang Ruochen also drew out his Soul Flash Sword.

  Two sword auras simultaneously emanated from Zhang Ruochen and ALuos bodies, colliding in mid-air.

  Seeing Zhang Ruochen and Ah Yue facing each other on the battlefield, Lin Xuanxuan felt extremely excited.

  If Ah Yue could kill Zhang Ruochen, it would be the best. If Zhang Ruochen killed Ah Yue, she would also have an unspeakable pleasure in her heart.

  A genius swordsman died at the hands of another genius swordsman for her. Shouldnt she be excited?

  This feeling is too wonderful

  Killing

  Alos lips whispered a sentence, turning into a residual shadow that charged towards Zhang Ruochen with an unstoppable momentum. At the same time, he raised his arm, and the iron sword in his hand shot out at lightning speed.

  Zhang Ruochen also stepped forward and transformed into a residual shadow, rushing towards him.