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Chapter 194: Yukong
As Zhong Ming's voice echoed, Sun Zhe and Yukong stood on the Arena, each on one side, silently observing each other, neither making the first move.
In the sixth round of the Competition, with eight hundred participants competing, there were a total of four hundred matches. Each match was captivating, but the Competition between Sun Zhe and Yukong was undoubtedly a rematch among these four hundred matches, drawing extra attention.
Having achieved five consecutive victories, Sun Zhe had already attracted considerable attention, especially after defeating Bing Yan from Thunder Temple's West Hall, who ranked thirty-eighth on the Star Ranking List. Sun Zhe's fan base had rapidly increased. However, as a talented disciple of Yuling Sect, Yukong also had many supporters cheering for him. Even before their battle began, the fan groups below the Arena were already competing in their cheers.
"I didn't expect that we wouldn't face each other at Hero's Tower, yet here we are in Falling Sunset Valley's Arena. It seems our battle is destined and cannot be avoided."
Looking at Sun Zhe's calm demeanor across from him, Yukong no longer held the disdain he had during their first encounter. Sun Zhe had proven his strength through his abilities, earning Yukong's respect.
"Nothing is predetermined; everything depends on oneself."
Sun Zhe replied calmly, his expression unchanged. After experiencing so much, he no longer believed in fate or destiny; he only believed in himself.
"Depend on oneself..."
At this point, a hint of confusion flickered in Yukong's eyes. Suddenly, a monstrous figure appeared in his mind, towering above him and reminding him of how badly he had lost years ago.
"I wasn't even a match for thirty percent of your strength. Come back when you think you have the qualifications to challenge me."
This statement had haunted him like a nightmare for years. He never expected that his proud strength could not withstand even thirty percent of his opponent's power. He once thought about how unfair it was that he existed alongside such greatness. But now he thought differently; he too would rely on himself. He believed that he now possessed enough strength to challenge that once unattainable existence. But before that challenge could happen, he needed to earn that qualification!
Suddenly lifting his head, Yukong's eyes burst with a terrifying brilliance. His entire presence transformed like a sleeping dragon awakening; an overwhelming energy surged upward and crashed against the energy shield above the Void, causing roars to echo throughout.
"Let’s fight!"
Coldly staring at Sun Zhe, Yukong's eyes suddenly sparkled with an intimidating blue light. With a wave of his right hand, the entire Arena transformed into a blue world—his comprehended Spirit Domain materialized!
He held onto his conviction; he believed that he would eventually reach the pinnacle of Cultivation. Whether it was Sun Zhe before him or that monstrous figure from his past—or even stronger opponents in the future—he would step over them all and ascend using their heights as stepping stones.
Because he was Yukong, a rare talent from Yuling Sect in a hundred years.
Looking at the overwhelming battle intent radiating from Yukong, a sense of combativeness surged within Sun Zhe. He stepped forward with his right foot, and with a resounding echo, two brilliant blue Star Points suddenly flashed within his Left Eye. In the blink of an eye, his entire body was filled with raging Thunder Power.
The Thunder Power enveloped him like a set of purple armor. His long black hair floated without wind, and his eyes shone like stars. With a grip of his right hand, the North Star Blade instantly appeared in his grasp, and an astonishing aura erupted forth. At that moment, Sun Zhe's momentum reached its peak.
The two exchanged glances without uttering a word; at this moment, only battle could speak.
Sun Zhe's feet burst forth with dazzling purple light, and illusory figures immediately flickered across the Arena as he rapidly approached Yukong. His Long Sword traced strange arcs in the air, slashing out sharp Sword Qi that transformed into a rain of blades descending upon Yukong.
However, Yukong was not slow either. His hands moved swiftly like dancing butterflies, casting intricate spells that swirled from his fingertips. Brilliant blue light enveloped his hands as he pointed forward and coldly shouted,
"Contract!"
As the word fell, the space trembled, and a massive blue shield materialized before Yukong. The shield radiated a thick and solid aura, boasting incredible defensive power!
The sharp rain of blades struck the shield all at once; one was offense, the other defense. The two were evenly matched as a burst of purple and blue light exploded forth, dazzling brilliance spreading across the entire Arena. The audience below forgot their cheers and shouts, their eyes glued to the fierce battle unfolding before them.
But Yukong was not one to only defend; his hands quickly formed seals, causing numerous blue light points to appear throughout the Arena. As Yukong's gestures changed, these light points transformed into fluttering blue butterflies. Strangely, each butterfly had crimson eyes that sparkled with a bloodthirsty glow.
With a wave of his right hand, countless butterflies immediately lunged toward Sun Zhe—not like moths to a flame but like thousands competing for food, all targeting Sun Zhe!
Sun Zhe's expression changed slightly as he swiftly retreated with lightning speed. As he moved back, he forcefully grasped forward with his right hand. In an instant, it seemed as if space itself cracked open as a terrifying Purple Lightning was seized by Sun Zhe. At that moment, he resembled an Ancient Deity wielding lightning in his palm, causing everyone’s hearts to tremble involuntarily!
"Thunderclaw!"
With a cold and indifferent shout, Void instantly manifested a giant purple claw of light. This claw was distinctly different from any beast's claw; it had seven blades, each surrounded by raging Purple Lightning, as if each blade were a bolt of thunder itself. When combined, these seven blades elevated the might of this Thunderclaw to its zenith.
With a downward sweep of Sun Zhe's right arm, the enormous light claw descended fiercely. The approaching blue butterflies shattered into fragments upon impact while the massive Purple Lightning Claw remained unscathed as it charged violently toward Yukong.
From the moment Sun Zhe unleashed this move, Yukong recognized its extraordinary nature. Simultaneously, his hands began to move rapidly again; spiritual energy surged forth from within him like flowing water as intricate spells flew from his fingertips. His speed reached a level imperceptible to the naked eye; even those closely watching could not discern what spells he was casting—only illusory hand shadows could be seen.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of spells flew from his hands. Yuling Jue had already realized that reaching the Third Floor was not something an ordinary person could achieve—and Yukong was certainly no ordinary individual.
Pointing with his right hand, all spells flew toward the massive shield in front of him. In an instant, the shield erupted with dazzling blue light; originally pale blue in color, it rapidly transformed as the power of countless spells infused it. Within moments, the shield became deep blue, emanating an indescribable mysterious aura.
At the moment Yukong completed his move, Sun Zhe's Thunderclaw also struck down, landing directly at the center of the giant shield without any surprise. Seven sharp blades pierced into the giant shield like Steel Blade, causing the deep blue light shield to flicker instantly.
The expressions of Sun Zhe and Yukong changed dramatically, and they immediately flew backward without hesitation. The spectators saw two flashes of light as the two retreated to the edge of the Arena. The spot where they had just stood erupted with a loud Explosive Sound, and dazzling blue-purple light enveloped the entire Arena. Even the highest Defensive Light Shield trembled slightly, clearly indicating that the energy momentum from their clash had reached the peak of the Realm of the Thunder Lord, nearly rivaling that of a Thunder Lord expert!
Watching the intense battle between the two, hundreds of Cultivators who had yet to start their Competition gathered around the Arena. They gazed at the two on stage, their eyes filled with astonishment and their faces showing shock.
On the Arena, Sun Zhe and Yukong each retreated to opposite sides, and a powerful wave of energy exploded between them. Although both sustained minor injuries, they were not serious, especially for Sun Zhe, who possessed the Thunder Body, allowing him to recover completely in just a few moments.
"Your strength is indeed remarkable; you are worth my full effort!"
Looking calmly at Sun Zhe, a hint of seriousness flashed in Yukong's eyes. Ignoring the trickle of blood from his mouth, he quickly pointed several times in front of his chest. Instantly, an extremely powerful aura began to rise slowly from within Yukong, and his cultivation level visibly surged upward.
Originally, Yukong was only a Mid-Level Thunder Lord, but in an instant, he reached the peak of that level. With this surge of powerful energy, he pushed his cultivation to the realm of a Late Stage Thunder Lord. As he spread his arms wide, an overwhelming momentum surged upward, creating tangible trails in the air.
"I thought I could hold off until the seventh round to unleash this power, but I didn't expect you to force me to do it early. However, this is good; I can adapt to the surging energy within my body ahead of time!"
Blue ethereal light quickly filled his eyes as blue light radiated from Yukong's body. He appeared as if he were an envoy from a blue world, slowly advancing forward with an icy gaze!
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