Chapter 136 Take it down

In the pitch-black wilderness, amidst surging fog, two teenagers are engaged in a fierce battle!

Qin Ming’s left fist slammed down, like a blinding mini-sun falling, burning away the night mist. The nearby vegetation crumbled, and the light dispelled the darkness, illuminating the entire area. Yu Zhuohan did not retreat but waited there, choosing to clash head-on with his opponent who had come close. Silver flames surged on his palm.

Their fists collided, creating a thunderous sound in the night that carried far. In the distant mountains, many birds of prey were startled and fluttered into the night sky.

Qin Ming’s right palm struck down, like a cascade of heavenly light, its power even more astonishing, causing an explosion that shattered the compressed air and completely dissipated the night fog.

It was like a divine punishment light falling from the night sky, devastating everything in its path, causing nearby rocks to disintegrate, trees to break, and shatter into pieces.

Yu Zhuohan was very proud. Always confident, he used esoteric methods to enhance his physical body, wanting to have another showdown with Qin Ming in the new field.

Silver flames with patterns rose from his palm, as he once again chose to engage in a full-scale, head-on clash with his opponent.

When the two palms collided, a burst of light flashed everywhere, like lightning ripped through the night sky, and a tremendous sound erupted, deafeningly loud.

In the wilderness, the two figures made contact briefly before separating again.

Yu Zhuohan spat out a mouthful of blood, which landed in the flames outside his body and was quickly burned away with a hissing sound. He staggered backward.

Qin Ming followed up with overwhelming force, still using his left fist and right palm, surrounded by golden light, unleashing a blinding burst of energy. The night fog in this area vanished, and under the illumination of his fist light and palm light, every blade of grass and every tree became clearly visible.

Yu Zhuohan recognized reality and stopped trying to fight him head-on. Even with his innate abilities, he was no match for him in a bloody battle among newcomers.

His feet were glowing, as if he wanted to get away from his opponent.

Qin Ming gave chase, his body radiating an overwhelming force. Wherever he passed, it was as if a hurricane had swept through, snapping branches and other obstacles in his path, leaving a trail of devastation.

Silver flames swirled around Yu Zhuohan’s body, transforming into a pair of wings of light composed entirely of flames, carrying him across the wilderness at an astonishing speed.

Although he couldn’t take off and fly into the night sky, his body became much lighter, and he finally broke free from the powerful opponent who was about to lock him down.

Qin Ming stopped, calmly watching his opponent in the distance. Yu Zhuohan was at a disadvantage and almost in danger, but he broke free from the predicament using esoteric methods.

Nearby, many spectators showed unusual expressions.

Qin Ming’s combat prowess in the emerging field greatly shocked the group of teenagers from aristocratic families.

“A natural-born ability user is truly remarkable. To be able to manipulate the spiritual power in the Night Fog World so early is something ordinary people can only access at the second level,” someone exclaimed.

Those watching the match naturally had high standards and were well aware of Yu Zhuohan’s extraordinary abilities.

He was simply unlucky; the opponent he encountered was far more formidable than he had anticipated! The first two stages of esoteric Buddhism are: Wisdom Light and Spirit Capture. Wisdom Light primarily involves accumulating divine wisdom and is a stage of gradual, powerful development.

Upon reaching the Spirit Capture realm, one can subdue malevolent energy, earth essence, and other elements for one’s own use.

Naturally gifted individuals are relatively rare. They are born with a special ability, like Yu Zhuohan, whose body is compatible with fire and who was able to control fire at a very young age.

After joining the esoteric sect, he accumulated divine wisdom and learned various techniques, which allowed him to directly leverage stronger power and acquire some of the techniques of the second major realm.

Yu Zhuohan took a deep breath, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and his feet glowed as his fiery wings vibrated, propelling him forward.

Qin Ming looked at him. This was the first time he had ever fought against someone from the Secret Sect. He really wanted to see his various methods and study them carefully.

The night fog was thick with dew, and the blades of grass in the wilderness were damp. Qin Ming moved like a whirlwind, stepping on the grass and charging forward.

Yu Zhuohan completely switched to esoteric Buddhist methods. A burst of fire shot from his fingertips, then, with a clanging sound, transformed into a silver chain, emitting a crisp metallic clanging. The silver flames solidified into a fire chain, quite realistically.

Among the group of teenagers, some of whom followed the path of Tantric Buddhism, they could only sigh in admiration upon witnessing this scene, praising one group as “Eight Fat Men Yanshuang” and another as “Ding Shiyi”.

A silver chain of fire shot towards Qin Ming’s head! Qin Ming raised his right hand, and the light of the heavens flowed, like the morning glow shooting out from the sea shrouded in fog, bursting with vibrant brilliance.

With a clang, he severed the silver fire chain with his bare hands, and with a tremor of his right hand, a large section of the chain shattered. Yu Zhuohan remained calm, and in an instant, his entire body radiated silver light, as silver chains flew out and coiled towards Qin Ming.

Under the pitch-black night sky, silver lights crisscrossed and clanged across the wilderness, as if weaving a net to bind Qin Ming within.

Qin Ming was fearless. He didn’t believe that the other party could endlessly unleash a dense array of fire chains, and he was certain that the fire itself was rapidly dissipating.

His body was enveloped in a golden aura, standing motionless in the wilderness, unmoved by the dense chains of fire. A three-inch-thick layer of heavenly light surrounded him, constantly tearing and severing the nearby chains of fire, effectively defending him. If it were a contest of attrition, would he fear his opponent? Bring it on!

Rumble!

Yu Zhuohan used fire chains to form a spider web, surrounding Qin Ming within, going all out. He swung his fists repeatedly, sending out bursts of fire, accompanied by flaming spirit blades, overwhelming his opponent.

In an instant, the wilderness was illuminated in a dazzling display, and the darkness of night was completely dispelled.

Beneath Qin Ming’s feet, the earth’s essence surged. He activated the Wuji technique, switching to a different body-protecting technique. Yin earth energy and Yang earth energy intertwined, flowing around his body before transforming into Wuji energy.

A thick, earthy-yellow mist swirled around him, surging and resisting the dense array of fiery spirit blades.

Immediately, the ground rumbled and roared. Qin Ming seemed to be one with the earth. His Wuji Fist was as heavy as a mountain. With each swing, it pulled up the dense fire chains around him. Unable to maintain the shape of the net, the chains twisted and swayed with the light of his fist, and gradually began to break.

With a clang, Yu Zhuohan, seeing that even this couldn’t restrain his opponent, drew his sword. A greatsword, crimson and brilliant, was unsheathed, illuminating the night sky. “Crimson Jade Iron Sword!” Many of the group of youths were envious. This was pure jade iron, without any other metals mixed in, directly forged into a greatsword—quite extravagant.

The light wings on Yu Zhuohan’s back vibrated, propelling him to his maximum speed. He held his sword with both hands and slashed forward like a crimson lightning bolt, tearing through the night sky!

With a loud bang, Qin Ming used his powerful Wuji Fist to shatter all the surrounding fire chains, and the dense, spiderweb-like silver light all dissipated.

With a clang, he drew his mutton-fat jade iron knife, gripped it with one hand, and stepped forward amidst the scattered streaks of fire, swinging the knife with great force.

Under the night sky, sparks flew as the two moved swiftly across the wilderness like lightning, their blades clashing repeatedly, the sounds of metal scraping and colliding deafening.

“The jade and iron nurtured by esoteric Buddhism using special methods not only won’t burn their spiritual wisdom, but can also protect them and enhance their power,” a spectator said. Jade and iron are a rare material with various extraordinary properties.

The crimson jade iron sword in Yu Zhuohan’s hand erupted in flames, amplifying his innate abilities. Each swing of the sword unleashed a torrent of fire that surged forward. Qin Ming was astonished. No wonder his opponent dared to clash with him at close range again; that crimson jade iron sword seemed to integrate the power of Yu Zhuohan’s newborn and concentrated paths, combining them together. The light of the sky intertwined with strange flames, bursting forth. *Fluttering sounds!*

From the flames ignited by Yu Zhuohan’s crimson jade sword, fire crows flew out and charged towards his opponent. Qin Ming remained calm, wielding his sword with his right hand and throwing a punch with his left, swiftly blasting the fire crows into a shower of fire.

The mutton-fat jade iron knife in his right hand, imbued with his astonishing celestial light and accompanied by a certain artistic conception, effortlessly unleashed a powerful sword intent.

In an instant, the entire night seemed to be cleaved in two, the blinding blade light seemingly connected with the thunder and lightning of the heavens, as if carrying some kind of power of heaven and earth.

The red jade iron sword in Yu Zhuohan’s hand almost flew out of his hand. His right hand was shaken by a tremendous force, leaving it bloody and the soft flesh between his fingers torn open.

Qin Ming swung his sword repeatedly, slashing down relentlessly. In the distance, the entire night fog seemed to transform into a vast ocean, while the mutton-fat jade iron sword in his hand became a great sun, leaping from the sea surface, bursting forth with boundless golden rays, cleaving through the clouds and mist, and stirring up towering waves.

The night fog surged, then with a loud boom, it was swiftly dispersed by the flash of the blade.

With this strike, all the flames on Yu Zhuohan’s crimson jade iron sword were extinguished, and he was sent flying. Qin Ming continued to swing his sword, slashing down relentlessly. In the distance, the entire night fog seemed to transform into a vast ocean, while the mutton-fat jade iron sword in his hand became a great sun, leaping from the sea surface, bursting forth with boundless golden light, cleaving through the clouds and mist, and stirring up towering waves.

The night fog surged, then with a loud boom, it was quickly shattered by the flash of the blade.

With that strike, all the flames on Yu Zhuohan’s crimson iron sword went out, and he was sent flying, his arm convulsing, nearly dropping the greatsword.

This caused many people’s expressions to change slightly, sensing the power of Qin Ming’s swordsmanship; he truly possessed the demeanor of a young grandmaster! Qin Ming took a step forward, instantly arriving close, and swung his sword once more.

In an instant, the glint of the blade illuminated the wilderness, revealing his resolute face, while illuminating Yu Zhuohan’s pale face, who was coughing up blood continuously.

Yu Zhuohan had no choice but to use his secret technique again, with fiery wings appearing behind him, which greatly increased his speed and widened the distance between him and his opponent. Otherwise, if he delayed any longer, he might be cut to pieces by the blade.

Even so, his entire arm was trembling, flesh was torn apart, and the wound was deep, completely injured by the impact of the opponent’s long sword.

The group of young men from aristocratic families were deeply shocked. Yu Zhuohan was extremely powerful, with physical abilities approaching those of an extraordinary person. He was also a natural-born ability user. Combined with the methods of the secret sect, his combat power was exceptionally terrifying.

Even so, he couldn’t stop Qin Ming!

Zheng Maorong was horrified. This “old friend” hadn’t been killed or crippled even in a remote place. If he were to rise to power in the future, would he come after him?

The radiant Lu Yuzhi revealed a look of surprise. Qin Ming’s performance would definitely pass the test for the core disciples of the Yuqing lineage! In the wilderness, Yu Zhuohan sheathed his Crimson Jade Iron Sword. He gritted his teeth, stretched his hands into the night sky, and then his whole body burst forth with dazzling silver light. He did not want to lose; he had never tasted defeat before.

He was a natural-born talent, capable of pursuing two paths simultaneously, and his exceptional abilities were truly remarkable. Yet, tonight he suffered setback after setback, which he found extremely frustrating.

He was determined to go all out and fight to the bitter end, even if it meant falling seriously ill afterward, because he had already defeated his opponent!

Yu Zhuohan roared, and the silver flames around his body surged, making the silver moon surrounding him even more dazzling. Then, it actually rose from him and detached from his body.

Everyone was taken aback.

He had just stretched his hands out to the night sky, as if to support the heavens, intending to lift up the burning silver moon. The night sky was brightly illuminated!

A silver moon hung high, no longer sacred; raging flames billowed, burning the void and illuminating all things, exuding an incomparably dangerous aura. Qin Ming gripped the jade iron sword, as if riding the wind, and charged straight in.

With a roar, Yu Zhuohan sent the terrifying silver moon he was holding aloft flying towards his opponent, swiftly traversing the wilderness. Qin Ming dodged it with a whoosh.

However, guided by Yu Zhuohan’s divine wisdom, the silver moon turned around again and descended upon him, radiating an extremely dangerous aura.

Qin Ming stopped, and this time he unleashed the Heavenly Light Force without reservation. His longsword seemed to melt, and he slashed out with all his might, like a blazing sun.

With a loud bang, he was sent flying more than twenty meters away.

However, he also shattered that boiling silver moon! Qin Ming’s clothes were torn and he looked somewhat disheveled. The aura of heaven on his body had dimmed, indicating that he had consumed a lot of energy, but it had not completely dissipated.

Therefore, he was not injured.

He raised his head, his eyes sharp as lightning. In an instant, his Heavenly Light Force reappeared, bursting forth with an even more terrifying light.

Qin Ming strode forward, sheathing his longsword. His Heavenly Light Energy surged and intertwined, pouring forth without reservation, flowing through his body. He clenched his fists and charged towards his opponent; it was time to end the battle.

“Ah…” Yu Zhuohan roared, his face ashen, as he struggled to lift the second boiling silver moon and hurled it! Qin Ming’s three great skills and eighteen perfected Heavenly Light Forces were fused into one, and no one could tell which school of force it came from. He strode forward, his right hand like a knife, directly slicing through the night sky, and with a bang, he shattered the silver moon!

Although he was hit hard and his clothes became increasingly tattered, he was not injured and did not stop. He maintained his speed and, like a shooting star, crossed the wilderness and arrived in front of his opponent.

At this moment, Qin Ming’s Heavenly Light Force intensified once again. He clenched his left fist and slammed it forward, unleashing a dazzling golden light!

Yu Zhuohan’s face was ashen, and he managed to conjure a third silver moon, but it was dim and lacked any surging silver flames. As his opponent arrived, bringing with him a terrifying fist attack, Yu Zhuohan’s silver moon extinguished without him even being activated.

Qin Ming’s fist, brimming with terrifying heavenly energy, struck Yu Zhuohan’s forehead before abruptly stopping. “Ah…” Yu Zhuohan screamed in agony.

The spiritual wisdom accumulated by those in Tantric Buddhism also extends to the spiritual realm. Forced close to his head by Qin Ming’s blazing fist light, Yu Zhuohan could not withstand it and fell backward to the ground.