Chapter 443 - General vs. General (2/2)
Bang~
The body cultivators in the sky had similar styles, unleashing one overpowered attack after another. It took but a second to exchange ten moves…
With no clear winner in sight.
Li Jingtian was out of breath and bruised up. Huangpu Fenglei mirrored him in every regard, except for the shocked look.
This was his first time truly going against Li Jingtian. It was natural to be overwhelmed seeing Li Jingtian’s power reach his level after a mere decade.
It used to take less than ten moves to floor him, this expert today was outraged at his inability to reach the same outcome today.
Li Jingtian was ecstatic. He enjoyed the simple things in life. Like challenging his ex-boss who could, at one time, deck him good.
Li Jingtian grinned, “Huangpu Fenglei, have you been losing your touch the past couple of years? You are not swinging your punches like you used to. Is old age catching up to you? Ha-ha-ha…”
“Shut your pie hole! I’m only going easy on you and this is the thanks I get, mockery. In that case, I won’t leave you with a shred of honor!”
Huangpu Fenglei went red from anger, yet his heart was queasy since he did give his all. Anything more would mean staking his life as well.
Did he really have to put his weary old bones on the line to get out of this?
While he was having a hard time making a decision, Li Jingtian had already made his. He had set out to do one thing today, beat his ex-boss.
Missing this chance, Zhuo Fan was bound to finish him off at some point.
As a martial fanatic, he just had to beat the guy who had wrecked him years ago or he’d never forgive himself. It would have the added side-effect of affecting his cultivation.
Li Jingtian gnashed his teeth and spat, “Huangpu Fenglei, take this!”
Li Jingtian’s black aura exploded, shooting for Huangpu Fenglei as a black dragon wrapped around him.
“Humph, isn’t it the same Soaring Demonic Dragon again? It won’t change a thing!” Huangpu Fenglei snorted with a shiny golden glow around him.
Li Jingtian had a creepy smile on him though and, just before impact, he halted to make a sign, “Wraith Style’s 3rd move, Necro Dragon’s Screech!”
Roar!
The black dragon image ripped the space in its charge towards Huangpu Fenglei.
Safe to say, even with Imperial Tyrant Body Art, Huangpu Fenglei would have a hard time fending off such an onslaught from such a short distance.
And that was the truth of it. Huangpu Fenglei was forced into letting his soul take the brunt.
A wound on the soul meant a drop in strength, which translated into defeat.
Facing his ex-subordinate and losing, High Venerable’s name would be soaked in mud.
Huangpu Fenglei bit his tongue and spat blood as he made a sign, “Imperial Tyrant Body Art’s 10th stage, Imperial Presence!”
Hum~
A golden glow washed over him as a golden dragon roamed around him in an air-tight seal.
“The 10th?!”
Zhuo Fan cried, “T-that’s stepping into the earth ranked martial art category. Does Imperial Tyrant Body Art have a tenth stage?”
Huangpu Tianyuan was stumped, amazed that Huangpu Fenglei had reached such a level.
Imperial Tyrant Body Art had nine stages, with the tenth stage mere hearsay. Only the ancestors of Regent Estate a millennium ago could reach it….
“High Venerable is a genius of his generation, no less than the eldest young master. If not for the dragon soul defending him, he never would’ve been High Venerable’s match. High Venerable is a true genius of the millennium!” Leng Wuchang praised.
Huangpu Tianyuan nodded.
Huangpu Fenglei laughed behind the golden curtain, “Li Jingtian, do you see this? This is the true power of Imperial Tyrant Body Art, martial and spiritual unity! Be it physical or soul attacks, nothing can break the Imperial Presence!”
“Think again.” Li Jingtian grinned, his black aura disappeared as an eerie power built up while he extended two fingers, “High Venerable, the only way to make your defeat true is by taking you down at your best!”
Zhuo Fan cried, “Elder Li…”