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Black Maitreya insisted on fighting, which left Hu Lue in a difficult position. Although the former might not necessarily lose to Ye Tian, the odds were certainly not in his favor.
“Fifth Brother, come here,” Hu Lue waved to Black Maitreya, signaling him to approach.
“Oh,” Black Maitreya nodded, then shot an angry glare at Ye Tian, saying fiercely, “Puppy, wait until I deal with you later!”
“Ha ha,” Ye Tian did not retaliate with insults but merely scoffed dismissively, ignoring him.
“Damn it, why are you so arrogant?” Black Maitreya became even angrier and almost forgot about being called by Hu Lue, wanting to start a fight right away.
“Fifth Brother!” Hu Lue raised his voice; he needed to give a few warnings to feel at ease.
Upon hearing this, Black Maitreya reluctantly halted his steps and turned back to Hu Lue. For him, dealing with Ye Tian was something he was eager to do.
“Big Brother, what’s wrong?” Black Maitreya hurried over to Hu Lue.
“Fifth Brother, when you face him later, be very careful. This kid may only be a Warrior Definition, but his strength is much greater than you think,” Hu Lue said earnestly, leaning close to Black Maitreya's ear.
“Ha ha, Big Brother, don’t joke around. The reason I couldn’t handle him before was mainly because he had air manipulation techniques. This time, as long as I use a little strategy, he won’t be able to escape,” Black Maitreya said confidently, dismissing the concern.
“Arrogant soldiers are bound to lose! How the hell have I taught you!” Hu Lue was quite worried and swore out loud. Black Maitreya was often foolish and frequently made Hu Lue angry. However, despite his frustration, he knew that this loyal companion was irreplaceable. Losing him would be a significant blow to his Black Wind Stronghold.
“Got it...” After being scolded by Hu Lue, Black Maitreya immediately deflated. Yet from the fierce glances he kept casting at Ye Tian, it was clear that although he verbally agreed, he still did not take Hu Lue's words seriously in his heart.
Seeing this, Hu Lue sighed lightly. Although this Fifth Brother was stubborn, it was still best for the sake of Black Wind Stronghold to patiently advise him.
With that thought in mind, Hu Lue patted the former's shoulder and patiently said, “Skyward Martial Arts is indeed powerful, but it’s not unbeatable. Let me tell you how to handle it; I guarantee he will clash with you head-on.”
"That's excellent!" This time, Black Maitreya was genuinely interested. He had been troubled by Ye Tian not confronting him directly, so upon hearing Hu Lue's words, he immediately felt delighted.
"As long as you..." Hu Lue whispered in his ear, explaining his sinister plan in detail.
After a moment, once Hu Lue finished speaking, Black Maitreya reacted for a moment before bursting into laughter, excitedly saying, "Great! We'll do it just as you said!"
"Yes, go ahead." Hu Lue nodded in satisfaction, feeling proud as he thought, "If we follow my method, Ye Tian will definitely clash head-on with Fifth Brother. Heh heh, a warrior against a Martial Master; let's see if he doesn't obediently meet his end this time."
"You little bastard, I'm here to take your life!" Black Maitreya returned to the arena and stood opposite Ye Tian, rubbing his big belly while confidently declaring.
"Heh heh." Ye Tian continued to smile lightly. Black Maitreya's insults calling him Puppy and little bastard did not anger him; instead, he found the man amusing, as if he had no other skills besides cursing. It was hard to believe how he had made it to Martial Mastery.
"Shut your mouth!" Black Maitreya's language was crude; years of being a bandit had made him foul-mouthed.
"Fatty, I'm giving you a chance to apologize."
Black Maitreya's curse included a reference to Ye Tian's mother, which ignited anger within Ye Tian. His expression shifted, and killing intent began to surface.
"I curse your mother!" Black Maitreya continued to shout arrogantly, completely oblivious to the change in Ye Tian's demeanor.
Whoosh!
Before his words could fade away, Ye Tian's figure suddenly flickered. The two were only a few yards apart; now Ye Tian unleashed Yuqi Tayan Jue and soared ten yards forward. Black Maitreya felt a blur before him as a hand crackling with blue lightning appeared right in front of him.
"Your mother!" The habitually foul-mouthed Black Maitreya couldn't help but curse again at this critical moment. However, being a strong Martial Master, he remained calm despite the imminent danger.
He swiftly swung his two chubby hands in the air, and a solid Light Barrier formed instantly before him.
Bang!
The Bagua Thunder Palm was unleashed without hesitation, producing a loud sound as the Light Barrier shattered. However, the residual force did not dissipate; a powerful impact forced Black Maitreya to retreat five or six steps before he could stabilize himself.
"From what I know, isn't the Bagua Thunder Palm a Yellow Rank Nine Martial Art? How can it be used so freely in his hands with such power?" Hu Lue frowned deeply, feeling an increased respect for the young man.
At this moment, Ye Tian had reached a new level of mastery over the Bagua Thunder Palm. Originally just a Yellow Rank Nine technique, it now possessed at least Earth Level One strength when fully unleashed in his hands. Moreover, the Light Barrier that Black Maitreya had formed was merely an ordinary Martial Origin Power defense, which is why Ye Tian was able to break through it so easily.
"Your mother!" Black Maitreya steadied himself and began cursing again. Little did he know that the more he cursed, the more it fueled his murderous intent towards the young man across from him.
Whoosh!
Just as Black Maitreya regained his footing, he heard the sound of breaking air again, and that powerful hand came crashing down once more, like a relentless piercing needle.
"Huh!"
This time, Black Maitreya did not curse; instead, he sank his palms down and took a deep breath.
Ye Tian's eyes flashed with cold light. Black Maitreya's repeated use of vulgarities had angered him further. If he couldn't tear apart that foul mouth, it would be difficult to quell the rage within him.
"Ha!"
As the Thunder Palm approached, Black Maitreya finally exhaled and shouted. His sinking palms suddenly thrust forward, unleashing a surge of powerful energy. At the same time, his shout seemed to conceal some mysterious force, as faint waves of light emerged from his mouth, enhancing the power of his strike.
Buzzing...
A subtle buzzing sound penetrated Ye Tian's eardrum, causing his head to feel slightly dizzy.
With his pupils constricting, Ye Tian gritted his teeth and unleashed the Thunder Palm against the incoming force. In this situation, he had to remain alert, as he understood that the buzzing sound was likely a technique employed by Black Maitreya.
Zzzz...
The energy was formless, merely intended to counter Ye Tian's attack. When it collided with the Thunder Palm, a sound akin to tearing and friction filled the air, and swirling currents began to rise around them, causing visible distortions in the space.
Ye Tian's speed slowed as he was hindered by this energy; however, the Thunder Palm continued to advance slowly. Yet, the buzzing sound relentlessly drilled into his ears, making his mind feel increasingly hazy.
One foot, half a foot, one inch, half an inch...
The Thunder Palm was about to connect with Black Maitreya's face. Under such overwhelming power, the latter's flabby face even began to contort.
"Die, you bastard!"
Black Maitreya suddenly roared, his palm—large like a fan—suddenly swung toward Ye Tian's head.
At that moment, Ye Tian felt dizzy and saw three figures of Black Maitreya before him. His Thunder Palm seemed to slow down to an almost impossible degree; the short distance of just an inch felt insurmountable.
Whoosh!
The massive palm surged with fierce power, creating a howling Whispers. As the Whispers echoed in Ye Tian's ears, the buzzing sound instantly vanished. Then, Ye Tian's eyes brightened, and the fog in his mind lifted, clarity flooding back into his thoughts.
This situation arose from Black Maitreya's sudden change in tactics. The technique he had just used was an extremely rare sound wave defense martial art that caused enemies' vital energy to surge backward through resonance with the Elemental Force Cyclone at the same frequency, inducing a feeling of dizziness—making it quite difficult to defend against.
However, this martial art also had two major drawbacks. First, it could only be used alone and could not be combined with any other techniques; once a change in tactics occurred, its effect would immediately vanish. Second, its effective range was particularly small; it only worked during close combat.
"Scary!"
The dizziness faded, and Ye Tianqing woke up, only to see him changing his hand movements and launching upward at an angle, striking out towards Black Maitreya's massive palm in a moment of critical danger.
Boom!
As the blue light flickered, a loud crash erupted in his ears. Ye Tian was directly knocked sideways by this immense force, unable to even execute the Yuqi Tayan Jue before crashing into a large tree.
Crack...
The tree was thick enough for three people to embrace it, yet it still made a snapping sound upon impact. After several shakes, it finally broke and fell to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.
"Ugh..." Ye Tian groaned in pain. At that moment, he felt a bursting sensation within his organs, his blood surging violently; it was truly unbearable.
"Ahhh!"
Just as Ye Tian was adjusting his state to stand up again, several screams suddenly erupted from over ten feet away, sounding as if someone had been frightened.
Ye Tian looked up and saw Black Maitreya's plump body tracing a perfect arc as it crashed down towards several Loyal Minions of Black Wind Stronghold.
It turned out that in this head-on clash, the two had reached a stalemate; Ye Tian was sent flying and broke the tree, while Black Maitreya wasn't much better off. With nothing to crash into, he "glided" through the air for a moment before falling towards his own brothers.
Black Maitreya likely weighed over three hundred pounds. If he landed on anyone's head, they would surely be crushed instantly. Thus, the Loyal Minions of Black Wind Stronghold screamed like pigs being slaughtered and scattered in panic, none daring to catch him. Even Hu Lue watched coldly from the side, seemingly wary of Black Maitreya's ample flesh.
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