Chapter 38: Reversing Black and White

## Chapter 38: Inverting Black and White

"Unable to withstand a single strike."

Having succeeded with one blow, Qi Hao let out a cold chuckle. His figure became even more fluid and unrestrained. Taking a step forward, he once again closed the distance to Ye Chen, his palm imbued with true qi, forming a five-star palm print.

Buzz!

Ye Chen immediately swung his Tian Que heavy sword.

Seeing this, Qi Hao deftly sidestepped the massive sword. His five-star palm print then aimed directly at Ye Chen's chest, clearly intending to lay Ye Chen low with this one strike.

"Are you looking down on my practical combat ability?" Ye Chen scoffed. As the five-star palm print was about to connect, he retreated rapidly.

"Too slow." Qi Hao met his retreat, his speed reaching an extreme.

"Slow? Then let's make it a bit faster." Ye Chen smiled leisurely. While rapidly retreating, he flung the Tian Que towards Qi Hao. In that instant, his sole stamped the ground, his retreating form abruptly changing to a forward rush.

Clang!

Qi Hao's palm sent the approaching Tian Que flying. Immediately following the Tian Que, Ye Chen also launched his attack.

Thunder Palm!

Accompanied by the sound of thunder, Ye Chen unleashed a Thunder Palm towards his opponent.

Qi Hao's body paused for a moment, then he too unleashed a palm strike.

Boom!

Two terrifying palm forces collided in mid-air with a resounding boom. Qi Hao seemed to have insufficient accumulated power. Despite his Person Yuan realm cultivation, he was actually forced back half a step by Ye Chen's single palm.

"Direct confrontation, and Qi Hao is actually at a disadvantage." The crowd below erupted in uproar.

"You know nothing! Qi Hao had just sent the massive sword flying and hadn't fully mobilized his true qi yet, hence the insufficient power. That's why he lost by half a move."

"However, even so, Ye Chen is not simple either!"

"Truly underestimated you." Being forced back half a step, Qi Hao wore a sneering smile. He wasn't annoyed by losing half a move, for the warm-up had just begun.

"Underestimate me, and you'll lose very miserably."

"Then let's see if you can withstand this move." Qi Hao's eyes turned cold. He immediately formed a hand seal. Above him, the wind and clouds instantly shifted. Streaks of dazzling sword qi materialized, ringing and swirling, their number beyond reckoning.

"Spirit Sky Sword Rain." With a light shout from Qi Hao, he waved his large hand. The sky-filled sword qi descended like rain, truly a magnificent sight.

Seeing this, Ye Chen was already in motion. He pulled out the massive sword embedded in the battle platform, then poured rolling true qi into it.

Buzz!

The Tian Que heavy sword was thick and massive. Ye Chen raised it high, pointing directly at the sky, then stirred it madly. With him as the center, a colossal true qi vortex formed. The descending sword qi from the sky was all forcefully shredded by the true qi vortex.

The Spirit Heaven Sword Rain was broken, but Qi Hao was not annoyed. Instead, the corners of his mouth hooked into a cold arc.

Seeing this, Ye Chen's heart tightened slightly. He felt a chilling aura rapidly rising from underground.

"Earth Dragon Technique." Qi Hao clasped his hands together and shouted suddenly.

Roar!

Abruptly, a low dragon roar echoed from beneath Ye Chen's feet.

The next moment, an ethereal Flood Dragon qi burst through the ground, roaring towards Ye Chen.

"Such a profound secret technique." With the Spirit Heaven Sword Rain in front and the Earth Dragon Technique behind, the spectators below gasped in surprise.

"Whether you're a dragon or an insect, get down for this old man!"

On the platform, Ye Chen's cold shout rang out. He tightly clenched his fist, his blood flowing rapidly. Rolling true qi madly converged between his fingers and fist. Then, he unleashed a solid punch onto the ethereal Flood Dragon qi.

Such a powerful punch scattered the Flood Dragon qi on the spot, startling the onlookers below.

"Ye Chen actually still has such strength."

"Truly underestimated him."

"Good lad, I didn't realize you still possessed such overwhelming fighting power." Below the platform, Xiong Er, seeing Ye Chen's single punch scatter the Flood Dragon qi, couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh of relief.

The Flood Dragon qi being scattered caused Qi Hao's expression to turn a bit colder. He immediately formed another hand seal.

"You think this old man will still give you an opportunity?" The icy voice grew closer, extremely fast. Ye Chen, like a charging male lion, unleashed a Thunder Palm from a distance, interrupting the seal formula Qi Hao was forming.

His seal formula broken, Qi Hao's face darkened. He immediately retreated.

Ye Chen pursued, striking. Having abandoned the Tian Que, he was no longer suppressed by weight. His body was light and agile, elegant like a bird in flight, leaving behind flickering afterimages.

"Such speed." Not only the spectators below, but even Qi Hao was involuntarily surprised.

Thunder Palm!

Ye Chen's step broke a piece of green stone on the battle platform, then he powerfully thrust out his hand.

For this palm, he used sixty percent of his strength.

Opposite him, Qi Hao's eyes narrowed. From the force of the approaching palm, he felt a strong, overwhelming power. This palm was clearly not on the same level as the previous one.

"He was hiding his strength." A cold light flashed in Qi Hao's eyes.

In a flash of lightning, Qi Hao abruptly stopped his momentum, took a sudden step forward, and pushed out a tiger-headed palm print.

Boom!

Another head-on collision, but Qi Hao was once again forced back with a muffled groan.

"How can he have such strong power?" Qi Hao's face instantly became gloomy.

However, he had just stopped his momentum and hadn't yet acted when Ye Chen, like a male lion, pounced again, unleashing another strong and overwhelming Thunder Palm.

"Mystic Light Shield Armor." In an instant, Qi Hao bit the tip of his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of vital essence blood, which materialized into a blood-colored shield armor in front of him.

Bang!

Ye Chen's palm struck the shield armor with a resounding bang.

"Break for me!" Accompanied by a loud roar, the pouncing Ye Chen forcefully swung his arm, a fist slamming onto the shield armor.

Crack!

A crisp sound echoed. The shield armor condensed by Qi Hao instantly cracked open. Even he was once again shaken back with a muffled groan.

"What kind of monster is this kid?" Qi Hao stumbled back, his face showing a look of shock for the first time.

"It's not over yet." Facing Ye Chen, who clearly had no intention of giving Qi Hao a chance to breathe, he leaped forward, closing the distance to Qi Hao.

"Shield Breaking Chop." Qi Hao was just about to form a seal, but was again interrupted by Ye Chen.

"With me this close, you're on your own!" Along with Ye Chen's icy words, the various profound meanings of the beast heart and rage-fueled killing intent were instantly displayed.

He was like a fierce beast descending from the mountain. His moves were even more bizarre and direct, sometimes like a fierce tiger, sometimes like a fierce ape, sometimes like a male lion, sometimes like a blue wolf. Grabbing, slapping, tearing – his hands, feet, knees, and shoulders were all utilized. Every joint on his body became a ferocious weapon.

"Again... again this kind of fighting method." The crowd below was in shock.

But anyone who had watched Ye Chen's fight with Zhao Long knew that Ye Chen possessed a peculiar fighting method. The moves of this method weren't flashy, but they were clean, strong, overwhelming, and completely without pattern.

Recall that day, wasn't Zhao Long pressed and beaten unable to lift his head just like this?

"Isn't that just the most basic combat technique? How is it that in Ye Chen's hands, it... it becomes so strange?"

"Why do I feel like Ye Chen isn't a person, but a fierce beast?"

"Strange, too strange."

"Kid, you're awesome!" Xiong Er in front of the gambling table watched in amazement, sighing in wonder more than once.

Ah...!

On the battle platform, Qi Hao's furious roar echoed.

Although he was much stronger than Zhao Long and possessed many secret techniques, every time he tried to display one, it would be interrupted by Ye Chen. He was even more unable to escape the embarrassing situation of being closely pursued by Ye Chen, his entire body covered in fist prints and footprints.

At this moment, the playful expression was gone from his face. Not long ago, he was still overwhelmingly dominant, proclaiming himself as the senior brother. Now, he was like a stray dog, being pressed and beaten by Ye Chen, unable to lift his head.

"This..." The disciples from Ren Yang Peak who came to assist in the battle were dumbfounded at this moment.

Who was Qi Hao? He was their always revered senior brother. They never thought that at this moment, he would actually be forced back step by step by someone in the Qi Condensation realm.

"This... I'm seeing Senior Brother Qi Hao so embarrassed for the first time."

"Senior Brother Qi is in the Person Yuan realm!"

"That Ye Chen is clearly only in the Qi Condensation realm, why does he have such overwhelming fighting power?"

"He's clearly using a demonic technique." The usually silent Su Xin Yue's voice was chillingly cold. Especially when she saw Ye Chen attacking Qi Hao, her hatred made her gnash her teeth.

"Demonic technique, right, it's a demonic technique." As soon as these words were spoken, all the disciples of Ren Yang Peak echoed her.

"Ye Chen, you're using a demonic technique, truly shameful." When the first disciple of Ren Yang Peak indignantly shouted, all the disciples of Ren Yang Peak followed suit, loudly denouncing him.

To the point that below the platform, a chain reaction quickly formed.

Those disciples who were on good terms with Qi Hao all responded, each filled with righteous indignation. Their verbal abuse, scolding, and angry shouts merged into a continuous tide.

"Get down! You're not worthy of dueling with Senior Brother Qi Hao!"

From the crowd, someone, it wasn't known who, threw a chicken egg towards Ye Chen on the platform.

Then, many disciples followed suit. Chicken eggs, rotten vegetable leaves, and the like were all thrown onto the battle platform. Voices urged Ye Chen to get off the battle platform, even as he was engaged in a fierce battle and couldn't stop his momentum.

"Our Heng Yue Sect is a renowned righteous sect, we cannot tolerate this demonic technique!"

"He should be sent to the Discipline Hall for severe punishment!"

"Using a demonic technique, this kind of behavior is truly despicable."

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