Chapter 500: Chapter 443: Want to Know How I Beat You?

The Formless Spirit General spat out a beam of golden jade light from its mouth, instantly striking Ping Han’s head.

In the next moment, the Formless Spirit General, its entire body made of sand and earth, twisted like thousands of steel bars, accompanying the vast Gang Qi within, delivered a palm strike towards Ping Han.

This palm contained not only Zhang Yu’s own power but also erupted with the mysteries of the Nine Heavens Cloud Sky Force, releasing all twenty accumulated hits Zhang Yu had gathered during his battle with Ping Han in one breath.

With the enhancement of the Martial Arts Saint Body, the series of attacks were not only pushed and enhanced in power, but also condensed into one under exquisite control, transforming into a formidable palm force that exploded in the hands of the Formless Spirit General, ultimately slamming towards Ping Han fiercely.

Almost at the first instant the sunbeam dissipated, Ping Han looked up to see the overwhelming palm strike.

The terrifying palm force compressed the air, pressing against Ping Han’s face, causing a feeling of suffocation to rise in his heart, as if the air itself was solidified by the palm.

Amidst the rumbling sharp sound, this palm of the Formless Spirit General seemed capable of punching a hole in the sky.

Bang!

As the blade Gang Qi in Ping Han’s hand violently clashed with the Formless Spirit General, a surging airwave exploded, lifting up a sky full of dust and sand.

The arm of the Formless Spirit General instantly shattered, turning into a sky full of broken smoke and dust.

Meanwhile, Ping Han’s body also suddenly flew backward, like a black lightning bolt, hurtling towards the earth fiercely.

With crackling noises, Ping Han continuously crashed across the battlefield, breaking open large holes one after another.

Over here, Zhang Yu changed the palm seal, once again using the Small Three Harmonies to control the sand and earth, reconstructing the shattered arm of the Formless Spirit General.

At the same time, three strands of golden armor formed from three Taiyi Golden Liquid Pills shot out, like three blobs of golden liquid, directly merging into the Formless Spirit General’s body and rapidly expanding across the surface.

In the blink of an eye, the front of the Formless Spirit General appeared as if plated with a layer of golden armor.

But just as Zhang Yu completed this step, a rumbling arose from the distant earth, and Ping Han, who had been slammed away, burst out of the ground, shooting forward like black lightning.

Glancing over the intact armor on Ping Han, Zhang Yu thought to himself, “That’s really tough.”

“Ordinary means don’t seem to break that turtle shell of his.”

Although he had anticipated the combat-intended nature of the armor, the exhibited combat and defensive abilities of Ping Han still surprised Zhang Yu.

“Having wealth truly makes one powerful.”

Zhang Yu’s eyes scanned over Ping Han’s armor, seemingly analyzing something.

He knew this armor was extremely sturdy and offered strong defense against various high heat, low temperatures, shocks, cutting, Gang Qi, Taoist Skills…

Martial arts like the Yuan Magnetic Jie Mai Hand, aimed at Magic Remains, would be even more ineffective across such thick armor.

Zhang Yu thought to himself, “I need a stronger, more targeted attack.”

The next moment, with a clang, the bi-colored scythe formed by the blade Gang Qi in Ping Han’s hand collided violently with the Formless Spirit General’s arm.

Ping Han sneered, “Do you think this cumbersome thing can deal with me?”

With Gang Qi surging beneath his feet, Ping Han stood on the arm of the Formless Spirit General, rapidly flying towards Zhang Yu along the arm.

Zhang Yu pressed his palms together, whispering coldly, “Ping Han! You talk too much.”

With cracking sounds, the surface of Formless Spirit General fluctuated, several arms encased in the Taiyi Golden Liquid burst forth, like towering spears, shooting towards the charging Ping Han.

Ping Han’s emerald scythe whirled like a storm, slicing through and blasting away the golden hands rushing towards him, as though tearing apart streams of golden currents and scattering them everywhere.

“Too weak! Too weak! Too weak, Zhang Yu!”

The two of them continually maneuvered and fought around the arms, head, chest, and back of the Formless Spirit General.

With a long howl, Ping Han yelled, “Look at your tattered attire, does it even add up to 100 spirit coins?”

“With that little money, you dare fight?”

The entire battlefield was turned into Zhang Yu’s weapon, with countless golden palm imprints hurling towards Ping Han.

But Ping Han kept laughing wildly, slicing and shattering all the incoming palm imprints, like a shredder tearing apart the Formless Spirit General before him.

Amidst the rolling battles, Zhang Yu repaired the Formless Spirit General while fighting and moving, saying coldly, “Do you think the money from speculating coins is truly your own?”

Ping Han sneered, “The money I earn with courage! With wisdom! With vision! How is it not my own?”

Zhang Yu cast rolling Gang Qi, entangling with Ping Han’s blade Gang Qi, constantly stalling his attacks.

Zhang Yu: “Even without as much money as you, I can still defeat you.”

Ping Han slashed continuously with a burst of saber light, shouting, “Trying to beat me while being poorer than me?”

“You’re dreaming!”

“Poor people should submit, should fail, and there’s no way they can block this move I’ve made by using my savings!”

With a loud roar from Ping Han, the light around him suddenly brightened, rising like a dazzling star.

“Human torrent! Sweep across the world!”

One after another, streams of light surged from behind Ping Han, filled with the dense patterns of currency prices, trade information, good news, and countless comments, voices, and shouts from cryptocurrency traders…

In just an instant, every corner of the atmosphere was filled with endless Qiongjiang Coin information, transforming into various special effects projected onto the battlefield, like a torrent sweeping through the Spirit Realm, erupting in endless brilliance in the eyes of all the spectators.

Even every 0.1 second, each piece of information seemed to undergo countless changes, illuminating the world like a billion stars.

Under this terrifying Spirit Realm special effect, the human torrent, each spectator instantly felt their eye socket’s power struggling to sustain, and the image before them started to lag significantly.

For those with better-performing eye implants, they felt their brains were instantly overwhelmed by unimaginable impact, unable to clearly see the scene on the battlefield.

Lower-grade eye implants like Extreme Tiger even malfunctioned directly, shutting down and restarting in the eyes of the spectators.

“Too… too much money! I can’t see anymore!”

“He’s so rich! Ping Han is truly wealthy! After crossing the Spirit Realm, I can’t even look at him directly!”

“Such terrifying pressure! I can no longer look directly at the battlefield!”

At the center of the battlefield, Zhang Yu felt a blackness before his eyes, with his brain seemingly overloaded from receiving excess information in an instant.

Seeing Zhang Yu’s figure sink into the Formless Spirit General, Ping Han stepped forward and shouted, “It’s over, Zhang Yu.”

The terrifying pressure gradually subsided, the sky full of brilliance slowly dissipated, and Ping Han’s savings also stopped burning.

With the Gang Qi blade in his hand sweeping continuously, he sliced the Formless Spirit General’s body into segments ahead of him.

With a bang, the Formless Spirit General’s arms were cut off by Ping Han’s blade, flinging to the ground at one side.

“Zhang Yu, there’s one last lesson I’m going to teach you.”

“In this world, the poor aren’t even considered human.”

The Gang Qi blade flashed repeatedly, breaking down the oncoming palm strikes and shattering most of the Formless Spirit General’s body.

Ping Han said coldly, “I broke through nine times and stood nine times, going from poor to wealthy, barely shaping a human form.”

“You’re still far from that.”

Bang!

The Formless Spirit General exploded, revealing Zhang Yu within.

Meanwhile, the spectators refocused, with countless text projections floating in the air above the entire arena.

Beat him to bankruptcy! Beat him to bankruptcy! Beat to bankruptcy! Beat to bankruptcy! Fiercely attack him! Beat to bankruptcy!

The barrage of text projections eventually condensed into the words “bankruptcy.”

In that moment, the malice of the entire arena seemed to become tangible, aiming to tear apart Zhang Yu, who was shorting Qiongjiang Coin.

Just as Ping Han raised the Gang Qi blade to end it all.

Zhang Yu clasped his hands together, calmly saying, “Ping Han, didn’t you want to know how I beat you?”

“It was this move that defeated you.”

The next moment, the remnants of the Formless Spirit General, scattered all around by Ping Han, suddenly seemed to come to life, each unleashing the intense Gang Qi contained within them.

At the same time, in Zhang Yu’s eye sockets, numerous points on Ping Han’s body suddenly lit up.

This was Zhang Yu using the Treasure Appraisal Technique to analyze Ping Han’s armor and Magic Remains, eventually evaluating the weaknesses after the dual overlay of armor and remains.

The remnants scattered around had, with the support of the Small Three Harmonies and Formless Cloud Gang, transformed into a sky full of palm imprints, attacking Ping Han from all directions.

These remnants, seizing the moment they fell, occupied different attack points, leaving the current onslaught without any blind spots, nearly sealing every bit of space around Ping Han.

Within each of these palm imprints, there was the power of the twenty consecutive strikes Ping Han had just executed.

Nine Heavens Cloud Sky, Thousand-Hand Sacred Martial!

Under the combined assault of Zhang Yu and Ping Han’s forces, Ping Han was suppressed instantly, his entire being crashing into the ground.