Zhang Bowen’s figure flashed as he swiftly charged toward Chen Feng.
His fingers executed the Six Meridian Divine Sword, unleashing waves of sword energy.
At the same time, a layer of protective aura enveloped his body.
A series of sonic slashes shot toward Zhang Bowen.
The innate protective aura he had summoned was shattered almost instantly.
"Interesting. It actually has the power to counter innate protective aura."
"I wonder how effective this move will be."
With his innate protective aura broken,
Zhang Bowen remained completely unfazed.
He then let out a sudden, thunderous roar.
The deafening bellow was like a lion roaring right beside one’s ear.
The Seven Absolute Zither Tones, formed by the fusion of three martial techniques, clashed head-on with the Lion’s Roar.
Both sides were instantly sent flying.
Several of Chen Feng’s companions immediately had blood streaming from their ears,
knocked unconscious on the spot.
Those standing slightly farther away, caught off guard, were left with ringing ears and sharp pain, their heads spinning.
Chen Feng himself hastily covered his ears,
his mind buzzing incessantly.
Blood trickled from his nostrils,
clearly injured by the shockwave.
But Zhang Bowen wasn’t faring much better.
Fresh wounds now marked his shoulder and face,
blood flowing freely.
He sat slumped on the ground, staring at Chen Feng in astonishment.
His left scapula was fractured,
and his internal organs were churning violently from the impact.
The offensive power of the Seven Absolute Zither Tones was simply overwhelming.
Even the Indestructible Diamond Body couldn’t withstand it for long.
"Your sonic techniques are unexpectedly formidable."
"My Lion’s Roar, perfected to its peak, actually lost to you."
"This means your technique is of a higher grade, or your cultivation surpasses mine."
But Zhang Bowen was more inclined to believe the former.
He still refused to accept that Chen Feng had reached the Harmony of Heaven and Man realm.
Chen Feng’s head was spinning, and he couldn’t hear a word Zhang Bowen was saying.
But he knew there was no choice but to fight to the death.
His martial domain expanded once more.
Blood-qi strings materialized in the air as he fused the Tathagata Palm with the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, plucking the strings of blood-qi.
Zhang Bowen burst into laughter:
"You’ve really forced me to go all out now."
"I went through so much trouble stealing this from Qianqian, and today I’ll have to use it."
He pulled out a crimson fruit, faint golden light shimmering around it,
and swallowed it in one gulp.
A Vermilion Fruit!
Chen Feng was speechless.
After finally injuring Zhang Bowen, the man had the audacity to consume a Vermilion Fruit at the critical moment.
This was practically cheating.
How were they supposed to fight now?
Not just Chen Feng, but even the young warriors of Great Xia behind him fell into despair upon seeing Zhang Bowen eat the Vermilion Fruit.
Zhang Bowen was simply too powerful.
His techniques were endless,
making him impossible to guard against.
Worst of all, they were practically useless in this battle.
Though they were all top-tier martial artists,
the meager power of their techniques,
compared to Zhang Bowen’s mastery of over a dozen perfected skills,
was utterly insignificant.
Hundreds of meters away,
the invaders noticed something unusual happening near the exit.
"They seem to be fighting among themselves. Let’s seize the chance to escape."
"Mount Kunlun is about to seal itself, and we only have about twenty days left."
"The safest route to the northwest is a full three thousand kilometers away—it’ll take forever to get there."
"The southeast is closer, just over two thousand kilometers, but that’s Great Xia’s territory. Going there would be suicide."
"We need to get out now, or we’ll all be trapped and die in Mount Kunlun."
"Let’s move closer and see. Maybe our reinforcements outside have broken through."
...
A group of invaders slowly crept forward.
Meanwhile, Chen Feng remained tense, not daring to relax for even a second.
The high-level warriors of Great Xia behind him had learned their lesson,
retreating dozens of meters to avoid getting caught in the crossfire again.
Zhang Bowen picked up the sword he had dropped earlier, gripping its bronze hilt.
"It’s been a while since I last used the Chixiao Sword."
"Blame the Six Meridian Divine Sword for being too convenient—I hardly ever draw my blade."
He unsheathed the sword and discarded the scabbard,
revealing a bronze blade with a dark-red surface and grayish-blue edges.
Channeling his blood-qi into the sword, Zhang Bowen smirked at Chen Feng:
"In martial arts, nothing is indestructible—only speed is invincible!"
Activating the Wind God’s Legs, his figure blurred into an afterimage as he lunged at Chen Feng.
Chen Feng immediately retaliated,
sending waves of sonic attacks toward Zhang Bowen.
Qi-Breaking Slash!
Zhang Bowen countered with sword energy, deflecting each of Chen Feng’s sonic strikes.
A young man in the distance shouted a warning:
"Be careful! He’s using the Nine Swords of Dugu!"
"They say it can dismantle any martial technique in the world."
The Nine Swords of Dugu?
Wasn’t that the sword art of the Dugu Clan, one of the Nine Great Families?
Chen Feng was now in a frantic scramble.
Zhang Bowen’s speed was simply too overwhelming.
He could only desperately attack left and right,
trying to keep his opponent at bay.
Zhang Bowen shifted positions relentlessly,
slashing out streams of sword energy.
"Your defense is impressive!"
"Your techniques pack quite a punch!"
"Such talent is truly enviable."
"If I had even half your potential,"
"humanity beyond Kunlun would’ve been wiped out long ago."
The words sent chills down Chen Feng’s spine.
He had a feeling Zhang Bowen might actually be capable of such a thing.
A person like this, once fully matured, would be terrifying.
He actually wanted to destroy the world.
Unfortunately, Chen Feng currently lacked the power to kill Zhang Bowen.
Not daring to match his opponent’s footwork, Chen Feng could only defend passively, occasionally countering to wear Zhang Bowen down.
After failing to break through, Zhang Bowen suddenly changed tactics.
Star-Swallowing Art!
A powerful suction force yanked Chen Feng off balance.
Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Bowen slashed out a sword beam.
While Chen Feng was busy blocking,
Zhang Bowen closed the distance in a flash, reaching out to grab him.
Seeing Zhang Bowen’s outstretched hand,
Chen Feng instantly understood his intention.
"You want to use the Star-Swallowing Art to drain my blood-qi?"
"Then let me show you the might of the North Profound Divine Art!"
The last time he had used the North Profound Divine Art against Zhang Bowen,
his blood-qi was only at 800 units—
barely enough to make a dent in Zhang Bowen’s Indestructible Diamond Body.
He had only managed to siphon a trickle.
Now, with his blood-qi at 1,100 units,
Chen Feng refused to believe he still couldn’t drain him.
Strumming the zither with his left hand, he struck out with his right palm, clashing with Zhang Bowen’s grip.
"Let’s see whose absorption technique is stronger!"
Zhang Bowen chuckled, his body shimmering gold.
He activated the Indestructible Diamond Body to resist the Star-Swallowing Art,
while simultaneously trying to drain Chen Feng’s blood-qi with all his might.
But soon, he realized something was wrong.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t absorb a single drop.
Meanwhile, Chen Feng had unleashed the North Profound Divine Art at the Harmony of Heaven and Man realm,
causing Zhang Bowen’s blood-qi to stagnate,
all of it surging toward his palm and being sucked into Chen Feng’s body.
Chen Feng could clearly feel it this time—he was absorbing his opponent’s blood-qi.
A surge of triumph rose in his chest.
But the next moment, the flow stopped.
Zhang Bowen was stunned once more.
Not only could he not absorb Chen Feng’s blood-qi,
but even his seventh-layer Heaven and Earth Great Shift couldn’t redirect it.
All he could do was prevent his own blood-qi from being drained further.
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