CHAPTER 557: CHAPTER 555 MENG QI_1

"Dustless Club Master, you mustn’t agree to this!"

Seeing Ling Chen so readily accept Linghu Yi’s request, The elder of law enforcement paled in alarm. This was no joke. The opponent was Linghu Yi’s disciple, a powerful being ranked fifth on the Young Master List. How could the young Ling Chen possibly stand a chance?

"Heh, a gentleman’s word is his bond. Nephew Dustless, you surely won’t go back on your word."

Linghu Yi feared Ling Chen would back out. He’s still just a young man, easily falling into traps. Everything is under my control. There’s no way Ling Chen can escape my grasp.

"It’s fine."

Ling Chen waved his hand and then, smiling faintly, looked at Linghu Yi. "However, I hope Linghu Deputy Sect Leader will keep his promise and not fail to honor it later. There’d be nothing I could do about it then."

"Haha, rest assured! I’m speaking in front of so many fellow members of the Cyan Robe Association. My word is naturally as solid as the Nine Cauldrons!"

A hint of mockery flashed in Linghu Yi’s eyes. Ling Chen is definitely thinking too much. He doesn’t stand the slightest chance against my disciple.

As Meng Qi’s master, he knew Meng Qi’s strength best. No matter how talented Dustless was, he could not possibly defeat Meng Qi.

"Too rash!"

The elder of law enforcement shook his head. In his view, Ling Chen’s actions were no different from seeking death.

"I propose that regardless of the outcome, neither combatant shall endanger the other’s life. Any violator will be dealt with according to sect regulations."

At this moment, Bai Xu’an, the Branch Master, stood up. She glanced at Ling Chen and announced clearly.

"Branch Master Bai’s suggestion is excellent. After all, this is merely an internal dispute; it wouldn’t be good if lives were lost."

Linghu Yi nodded, affecting a magnanimous air. He beckoned to Meng Qi. "Disciple, be careful when you attack. Don’t kill him."

"Alas, this is all I can do for you."

Bai Xu’an shook her head, sighed, and retreated.

"Since the rules are set, let us begin immediately. Uninvolved personnel, step further back."

Linghu Yi scanned the main hall. Wherever his gaze passed, the crowd retreated, clearing a combat circle, leaving only Ling Chen and Meng Qi.

"Meng Qi possesses immense strength, and his fists are incredibly heavy. He’s known as invincible below the Sky Apex Realm. You absolutely must not clash with him head-on."

Liu Feiyue discreetly reminded Ling Chen.

She knew Ling Chen had defeated the Gentleman of the Wind and even instantly killed Yin Zongli. However, Meng Qi’s strength was not comparable to those two. This man was a formidable opponent.

"Mm."

Ling Chen nodded, a trace of fighting spirit emerging on his face. Invincible below the Sky Apex Realm? What an interesting title. I’d really like to test that—who exactly is invincible below the Sky Apex Realm?

Since the great battle at Sky Void Palace, he hadn’t gone all out in a long time. This fight was a perfect opportunity to test his growth over the past nearly half-year.

Although his Cultivation hadn’t improved much during this period, his strength had certainly not stagnated.

"Kid, surrender now. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee I can spare your life."

Meng Qi sized up Ling Chen, his eyes increasingly filled with disdain. He shook his head and sneered.

"Sorry, you stole my line," Ling Chen said nonchalantly.

"Putting on airs!"

Linghu Yi’s eyes darkened. This kid has no real ability, but he’s quite good at posturing. Unfortunately, it’s completely useless. Meng Qi will instantly kill him in one move; he won’t possibly last until the second.

"In that case, I can only cripple you then..."

A savage light suddenly flared in Meng Qi’s eyes. His True Qi surged within him, and outside his body, bolts of lightning, formed from the friction of True Qi, suddenly converged on his palm. His figure flashed, and he launched an aerial palm strike at Ling Chen’s head.

This palm strike carried the fury of thunder, as swift as lightning. Even an expert at the Half-step Heavenly Extreme Realm would have to temporarily avoid its edge.

Ling Chen stood rooted to the spot, neither drawing his Long Sword nor preparing to counterattack. Instead, he lifted a finger and pointed from afar.

CHIII!

A sharp Air Energy shot out from his finger. Augmented by his Sword Intent, its speed was like a meteor.

CRACK!

Several fissures, as thick as an arm, spiderwebbed across the main hall of the palace. The powerful shockwave surged out from the hall’s entrance, blasting several trenches into the ground.

THUD, THUD, THUD, THUD!

Heavy footsteps sounded. Meng Qi, his palm dripping blood, was forcefully pushed back. He glanced down at his bleeding palm, a flash of astonishment in his eyes. He hadn’t expected this seemingly unremarkable boy to conceal such astonishing power.

"No wonder you dared to defy me. So you’ve hidden your true strength. Did you think that with this little bit of power, you could act so presumptuously before me?"

The look of shock on Meng Qi’s face receded. He spread his hands, and with a flash of dark blue light, two enormous iron hammers appeared. Each hammer was over a meter long, with handles as thick as a wrist and cylindrical heads. Their entire bodies gleamed with a dark metallic luster. Infused with Meng Qi’s True Element, sharp bolts of lightning erupted from the ends of the hammerheads, and a terrifying pressure instantly radiated outwards.

Undoubtedly, this pair of iron hammers was a Top-grade Treasure. The pressure emitted by a Mid-grade Treasure couldn’t even compare to half of its might.

Holding the Thunderstorm Hammers, Meng Qi’s eyes filled with a murderous aura. He said grimly, "I found this pair of Thunderstorm Hammers in an ancient ruin. With them, the number of Ninth Layer Great Masters who have died by my hands has reached double digits, along with three Top Sky Apex Strong. Today, they shall be stained with your blood."

As his words spread, everyone in the main hall felt a chill, their expressions turning serious. Meng Qi’s strength and explosive power were already astonishing. Paired with these Thunderstorm Hammers, which came with lightning attacks, he was like a tiger that had grown wings—invincible and capable of shattering anything.

SWISH!

The Red Sky Sword appeared in Ling Chen’s left hand. "I have never crossed swords with an expert from the top five of the Young Master List. Today, I’ll use you to test my sword."

"How arrogant! Take this: Thunderous Blast!"

Meng Qi shot up from the ground, his arm muscles bulging. His immense True Qi poured into the Thunderstorm Hammers as he fiercely smashed them towards Ling Chen, who was not far off.

Before the hammers even arrived, the ferocious pressure they emitted instantly cracked half the ground. Wild electric serpents writhed about, covering an area hundreds of meters in radius.

Mm, it contains explosive power?

Facing Meng Qi’s pair of hammers, Ling Chen still had the presence of mind to analyze his opponent’s moves. Only by knowing oneself and the enemy can one counterattack optimally, aiming to subdue with a single move, to strike fatally.

A contest of explosive power? Let’s see who has the upper hand.

CLANG!

The Red Sky Sword was unsheathed. Ling Chen gripped the sword in one hand and swung. The sheer explosive force behind the swing made the Void itself tremble.

CRACK! CRACK!

Dense cracks spiderwebbed across the floor of the entire main hall, spreading out as if threatening to tear the whole structure apart.