Chapter 177: Fighting Bo Qianyang

Chapter 177: Chapter 177: Fighting Bo Qianyang

After collecting the Demon Fire, Yi Xiaoyao began to refine it.

The Demon Fire from this Demon Fire Suanni could easily kill an expert on the Hidden Dragon List, a testament to its immense power. The boost it would provide to his Heaven-Shattering Demon Flame Palm would far surpass that of any Demon Fire Yi Xiaoyao had previously refined.

After he refined the Demon Fire, his Heaven-Shattering Demon Flame Palm, sure enough, successfully reached the advanced Earth Tier.

’Not a bad haul.’

Yi Xiaoyao smiled in satisfaction, then stood and walked toward the mouth of the valley.

Just as he walked out of the valley, he saw two figures ahead speeding toward him.

"It’s you?"

The two figures stopped, having recognized Yi Xiaoyao. The woman’s eyes lit up as she exclaimed in surprise.

Yi Xiaoyao glanced at them coolly. The woman was Ye Qingqing.

The man beside her was, of course, Bo Qianyang, who had heard the Demon Beast’s shriek and come to snatch its Demon Core.

"I’ve already dealt with the Demon Beast inside. There’s no need for you to go in."

Yi Xiaoyao informed them indifferently and turned to leave.

But a moment later, Bo Qianyang’s figure flashed in front of Yi Xiaoyao, blocking his path.

"Yi Xiaoyao? To think I was just planning on killing you, and you go and deliver yourself to my doorstep."

Bo Qianyang looked at Yi Xiaoyao with a cold sneer. "And it looks like you even got a Demon Core. Now I have even less reason to let you go."

Yi Xiaoyao frowned. ’So he came specifically to steal the Demon Core.’

Suddenly, Ye Qingqing spoke up. "Bo Qianyang, let him go."

"Let him go? Qingqing, this is the man who severely injured you! I’m getting revenge for you!"

Bo Qianyang’s expression turned cold as he glared at Ye Qingqing in displeasure.

"When did I ever ask you to get revenge for me? Besides, what’s between him and me is none of your business!" Ye Qingqing retorted with a cold snort.

Her words instantly enraged Bo Qianyang. "Hmph! You’re going to be my woman. I’ll make it my business to manage what happens between you and other men!"

Then, he fixed Yi Xiaoyao with an icy glare and roared, "You’re not leaving today!"

"You? You’re not worthy of stopping me."

Yi Xiaoyao gave him a cold look, drew his sword, and walked toward Bo Qianyang.

High in the sky above, the Nascent Soul Realm experts were all watching the battle below and discussing it.

"Brother Bo, your son, Bo Qianyang, has already hunted a fourth-tier Demon Beast so quickly. His strength is truly impressive. He’s worthy of his third-place rank on the Hidden Dragon List!"

"Indeed. In this competition, Bo Qianyang will certainly secure a spot on the final ranking."

A few of the experts said with a smile to a middle-aged man in a silver robe.

And that silver-robed, middle-aged man was none other than Bo Qianyang’s father, Bo Yuanhong.

"Haha, my son Bo Qianyang is the most talented junior the Bo Family has seen in a hundred years. He could even hold his own against the person ranked second on the Hidden Dragon List," Bo Yuanhong chuckled with pride.

Then, they saw Bo Qianyang encounter Yi Xiaoyao, and their expressions shifted.

After all, they had all seen Yi Xiaoyao kill the Demon Fire Suanni. Judging by strength alone, he should be a cut above Bo Qianyang.

The Black Robe Hall Master sneered. "Hmph, that Bo Qianyang actually thinks he can rob Yi Xiaoyao? He’s simply courting death!"

"Heh, not necessarily."

Bo Yuanhong seemed extremely confident in his son. He laughed and said, "While Yi Xiaoyao’s strength may indeed be a cut above my son’s, have any of you heard of the Profound Yin Thunder?"

"The Profound Yin Thunder!"

All the Nascent Soul experts were shocked. The Profound Yin Thunder was a Hidden Weapon capable of killing even a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. Even the experts present would have to give it a wide berth. Otherwise, they would face severe injury, if not death.

They never imagined that Bo Qianyang would possess such a terrifying Hidden Weapon.

"Some time ago, the Bo Family paid a great price to acquire a Profound Yin Thunder, and we gave it to Bo Qianyang."

Bo Yuanhong sneered, "Heh heh. If Yi Xiaoyao pushes my son to the point of using the Profound Yin Thunder, his death is certain!"

The Black Robe Hall Master’s face was filled with fury, but a Hidden Weapon like the Profound Yin Thunder wasn’t against the rules of the competition. He could only look down worriedly at Yi Xiaoyao, who was now facing off against Bo Qianyang.

In the canyon below, Bo Qianyang watched Yi Xiaoyao walk toward him, a sneer playing on his lips.

"Yi Xiaoyao, I assume that what you showed when you fought Shangguan Tianjian was the full extent of your power, wasn’t it?"

As he finished speaking, Bo Qianyang leveled his long spear at Yi Xiaoyao from across the distance.

"Heh, ignorance truly is a frightening thing. Have you never considered that it might be the death of you?" Yi Xiaoyao shook his head lightly, unwilling to waste his breath explaining.

Bo Qianyang flew into a rage. He shot forward, the Snow Silver Long Spear in his hand glowing with a sinister, cold light. All of its power gathered at the tip as he appeared before Yi Xiaoyao in an instant.

The next instant, the pressure of a peak-level Spear Momentum radiated outward.

’Peak-level Spear Momentum!’ Yi Xiaoyao’s eyes narrowed.

’Besides myself, only two others on the Hidden Dragon List had mastered a peak-level Momentum. I hadn’t expected Bo Qianyang to have reached this level as well.’

Bathed in his Spear Momentum, Bo Qianyang’s face was a mask of smug pride. He grinned. "Your strength isn’t bad, but my Spear Momentum has now broken through to the peak stage! I wouldn’t even fear the second-ranked Sword Wind Breaker, let alone you!"

The moment his voice fell, a sinister spear shadow pierced the void, transforming into a silver dragon that shot forward.

Under the power of Spear Momentum, a spear strikes like a dragon!

"Hmph!"

Yi Xiaoyao snorted, unleashing his own peak-level Sword Momentum as he slashed out mercilessly with his Bloodthirsty Sword.

SWISH!

The Sword Aura sliced through the air and crashed down upon the sinister tip of the spear.

CLANG!

With a deafening report, sparks flew where blade met spear tip. A terrifying shockwave erupted, snapping swathes of nearby trees and cracking the very ground beneath them.

Both spear and sword were knocked back for an instant before clashing together once more.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! ...

A series of astonishing metallic clashes rang out like thunder. In just a brief moment, the two had already exchanged dozens of blows, the powerful aftershocks utterly devastating the surrounding area.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Both fighters shot backward simultaneously.

Bo Qianyang cut a wretched figure as he was thrown back, his eyes wide with shock as he stared at Yi Xiaoyao.

Yi Xiaoyao, on the other hand, was much better off. He only retreated a few dozen yards before steadying himself and looking back at his opponent with a slight frown.

’Third on the Hidden Dragon List... he’s a tougher opponent than I thought,’ he mused. ’And his strength is no less than Sword Wind Breaker’s. I can’t underestimate him.’

Bo Qianyang was at a disadvantage. Knowing his strength was inferior to Yi Xiaoyao’s, and feeling he had lost face in front of Ye Qingqing, he grew furious.

The next moment, a venomous glint flashed in his eyes. His right hand reached for his Storage Pouch, as if to retrieve something.

Yi Xiaoyao’s pupils instantly constricted. He suddenly sensed an incredibly dangerous aura coming from Bo Qianyang.

"Yi Xiaoyao, go to hell!" Bo Qianyang roared.

But as he finished shouting, a flicker of sword light flashed past, so quickly that it was as if nothing had happened at all.

Immediately after, Bo Qianyang’s body went rigid. Then, in a bizarre fashion, he collapsed heavily to the ground.

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