CHAPTER 1172: CHAPTER 1172: IMPOSSIBLE! (FIRST UPDATE)

The sound of fists rang incessantly, shaking the entire underground fighting ring.

In the eyes of the crowd, it was impossible to see the figures of the two men. Their speed was simply too fast, making people dizzy.

All they could hear was the sound of fists colliding, and the astonishing sight that followed the collision.

Bang, bang, bang.

Wherever there was glass, it shattered with a crunch; some people couldn’t help but cover their ears, feeling as if the aftershocks of the fight might deafen them.

This duel between masters was awe-inspiring to ordinary people, but to Meng Chong and Liu Hu, it was terrifying. This was their first time witnessing the clash of mythic martial artists, the level of danger was truly astonishing.

Liu Hu’s body trembled slightly, not out of fear, but excitement. Because the strength of the two before him was terrifying, he looked on with envy, amazed that a person could be this powerful.

With each collision, Liu Hu felt as if a mountain would be flattened.

This was not an exaggeration, but truly powerful enough to make one’s limbs go numb.

Without seeing a tall mountain, one cannot know its height; without seeing a vast ocean, one cannot know its breadth. If Liu Hu’s understanding of martial arts was once as small as a palm, today, after witnessing this battle, his view expanded infinitely; he realized how insignificant his own martial arts were in the presence of true power.

"Is this the power of Brother Ye? No wonder he is a top-tier fighter who can suppress the entire Japanese martial arts sector." Meng Chong marveled. Previously, Ye Qiu single-handedly entered Japan, causing rivers of blood, and the news shook the martial arts world in China.

Meng Chong couldn’t imagine how Ye Qiu had dominated all of Japan then, but seeing his displayed power, he understood how terrifying Ye Qiu truly was.

While shocked by Ye Qiu’s strength, Meng Chong felt secretly lucky that Ye Qiu had come here, otherwise with only him and Liu Hu, they wouldn’t be able to defeat Qin Fei, and if his underground fighting ring’s reputation fell sharply, it would be finished.

The men present stared wide-eyed, and several female employees of the underground fighting ring glowed with excitement, as if they had seen a deity, looking at the ring.

Only now did they understand why Ye Qiu’s arrival warranted personal reception from Meng Chong, the boss in the backstage; he was such a god-like figure.

"Xiao Hong, do you think your crush isn’t a god who can fly in the air?" A woman said to the girl beside her.

"What crush? We’ve only met once." The girl named Xiao Hong blushed immediately.

"At first, I thought he was a young master from the capital. Unexpectedly, this person turned out to be a martial artist. Living with such a person would surely be blissful. It’s said martial artists have great strength. Xiao Hong, can your body take it?" Another girl, a close friend of Xiao Hong, joked.

"Oh, what nonsense are you saying? You’re disgusting!" Xiao Hong pinched the girl hard.

The others laughed, "Look, our Xiao Hong is embarrassed. But seriously, living with someone like this would surely be harmonious. I wish I was a few years younger."

"You few..." Hearing her friends’ words, Xiao Hong’s face turned red like a cherry, shy at heart, yet her eyes still held a hint of joy as she looked at the invisible figure.

It turned out this man was no ordinary person.

Perhaps what the sisters said was right.

"He’s so powerful. Can I really withstand him?" Xiao Hong couldn’t help but worry whether her petite body could withstand his attacks.

In the air, as he continuously fought and collided with Ye Qiu, Qin Fei grew increasingly shocked. He thought his determining cultivation technique could defeat Ye Qiu in a single move, but unexpectedly in martial arts, he had no advantage; Ye Qiu’s techniques were no worse, seemingly honed to perfection, flowing seamlessly like water, uninterrupted and continuous.

Ye Qiu also viewed Qin Fei differently; this person’s strength was indeed extraordinary. If Ye Qiu hadn’t broken through the mythic realm, he might only have fought to a draw with this person.

Because this person’s martial arts were exceedingly precise, and he knew many techniques, with each maneuver able to lead the mind.

Thankfully, Ye Qiu was no weaker in battle techniques or the application of techniques. If it were someone else, a few breaths might be enough to defeat them.

Someone who has practiced a thousand techniques is not frightening; what is frightening is someone who has practiced one technique a thousand times.

The techniques Ye Qiu mastered weren’t many, but after annihilating the three ancient clans, and having all their techniques before him, Ye Qiu didn’t train them individually. He believed the power of techniques lay not in quantity but in precision; only by fully comprehending a set can one unleash its greatest power.

Whether Flood Dragon Devil Fist, self-created Eagle Snake Xuan Hand, or Tai Chi, Ye Qiu’s mastery was deep; each was so familiar it was ingrained in his bones.

He read through the techniques of the three ancient clans, not directly practicing but integrating certain aspects into his own martial arts, broadening his perspective and thinking. Although his power didn’t rapidly increase, it became a foundation, accumulating.

Qin Fei failed to gain advantage with techniques, so he unleashed his second Rule Power, the Rule of Wind.

As soon as the Rule of Wind emerged, a fierce wind rose, blowing many people’s hair into disarray.

"Damn it, why’s the wind picking up?" Someone cursed.

But soon, people realized that in this nearly sealed underground fighting ring, how could the wind rise, it wasn’t outdoors? Looking up, they realized it was the work of those two.

"The Rule of Wind?" Seeing Qin Fei use a second Rule Power, Ye Qiu smiled faintly; he raised his hand, also activating a Rule of Wind.

In an instant, the two Rules of Wind collided and vanished invisibly.

"You’ve also grasped the Rule of Wind?" Qin Fei was shocked, not expecting this guy had grasped two Rule Powers.

Ye Qiu remained calm, soon a storm spun in one hand, and ice crystals danced on the other.

"Hmph, you only have two Rules. I also have two Rules. In rules, you can’t beat me." Qin Fei coldly laughed upon seeing Ye Qiu deploy two Rule Powers simultaneously and took out the Wind Fire Rule.

Ye Qiu was unmoved, quietly looking at Qin Fei. Then, under Qin Fei’s gaze, he merged the two Rule Powers, stunning Qin Fei.

"You...How can...you possibly...fuse Rule Powers..."

Qin Fei stammered this time, unable to believe this person could merge Rule Powers. Was he a Saint Heir from a great sect?

"Taste my Dual-colored King Yama’s Fury!"

Ye Qiu pushed his hand forward, instantly transforming the merged Rule Power into a thunderous strike, causing Qin Fei’s heart to leap, murmuring, "This is impossible!"