Chapter 67: Suppressed

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

Two sabers slashed frantically at each other in mid-air, emitting a deafening metallic clash that sounded like a rock song of death!

Their figures moved like phantoms, so fast it was dazzling. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged over a hundred blows.

The web between Zhao Ergou's thumb and forefinger was bleeding profusely, but he grinned, flashing a mouthful of white teeth. This, dammit, was what you called a fight!

Compared to a genuine Post-Natuarl martial artist, he was still slightly lacking in refinement!

Hulü Taxue was like a starving wolf, and that fierce intensity made Zhao Ergou's blood boil. He felt every single cell in his body screaming for battle!

Zhao Ergou looked down at the saber in his hand. The blade was already notched all over, but he didn't care in the slightest; instead, he grew even more excited!

The surrounding crowd retreated like a receding tide.

These two were fighting as if they were tearing down a building; who would dare step close and court death?

Seeing that Zhao Ergou's saber techniques were as fast as lightning, Hulü Taxue felt a trace of surprise in his heart, but he was no pushover either!

Changing his strategy, he threw a punch with formidable and powerful force. The wind of his fist howled so loudly that the air itself seemed on the verge of being torn apart!

Zhao Ergou's eyes lit up, his fighting spirit soaring!

With a loud roar, he shouted, "Well come!"

He immediately circulated the Overlord Divine Scripture mental cultivation technique, clenching his left fist. His fist gleamed with golden light, and his entire body transformed into a golden-armored divine general as he blasted straight toward Hulü Taxue's fist wind.

"Boom!"

A muffled clap of thunder exploded in mid-air, deep and powerful enough to make one's heart skip a beat!

Hulü Taxue was utterly astonished. He could be certain that Zhao Ergou was only at the initial stage of the Martial Master realm.

Yet this level of combat strength was actually fiercer than a warrior who had just broken through to the Post-Natural realm!

Such prowess could truly be called a peerless freak of nature. Among their Rongdi warriors, very few could challenge a Post-Natural expert while remaining at the Martial Master realm.

Those who could pull it off were without exception one-in-a-million prodigies.

Among the defenders of Yanmen Pass, such a monstrous figure had actually emerged. Hulü Taxue's intent to kill surged violently.

He secretly resolved that he must slay this martial arts prodigy right here and now, or else this person would undoubtedly become a grave threat to Rongdi in the future.

With his intent to kill fully aroused, the vital energy within Hulü Taxue's body boiled like boiling water, scorching hot like the blazing sun, as he launched a frantic assault on Zhao Ergou.

Hulü Taxue's saber light was colorful, fierce, and ruthless. Utilizing his fists and kicks simultaneously, his body of bronze and iron caused pain in Zhao Ergou's limbs with every strike.

Blade edges and fist shadows were all accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, as if a thunderstorm was raging through the air.

This was the terrifying might of a Post-Natural martial artist. Once one reached the Innate realm, their true qi could leave the body, and their destructive power would multiply exponentially.

Facing the murderous Hulü Taxue, Zhao Ergou drove the Overlord mental cultivation method to its absolute limit. The vital energy inside his body surged violently, and his true essence rolled in billows, transforming his entire body into a golden-hued divine general brimming with berserk power.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Their fists collided, and their saber lights clashed continuously, erupting in muffled bursts of sound like thunder, deafening to the ears.

The onlookers were dumbfounded, and even Wang Li and the others atop the city wall cast their focused gazes downward.

With the cultivation of the early Martial Master realm, Zhao Ergou was actually able to fight an early Post-Natural warrior to a standstill.

What kind of rare martial arts genius must one be to fight an early Post-Natural expert while at the early Martial Master stage!

The two fought crazily. When Zhao Ergou's fists struck Hulü Taxue, it felt as though he was hitting solid steel—hard beyond compare—which instead left his own fists aching.

And when he took a punch from Hulü Taxue, it felt like being hit by a heavy artillery shell; his internal organs felt displaced, and his body felt as if it were about to fall apart.

This was a Post-Natural warrior—having forged a body of bronze and iron, possessing abundant blood qi and extraordinary strength, far beyond what a warrior at the Martial Master realm could compare to.

Fortunately, the Overlord mental cultivation method defied the heavens, capable of rapidly healing his injuries.

At the same time, the true essence within his body flowed endlessly like a spring, inexhaustible—this was the foundation of his confidence in being able to battle Hulü Taxue.

After the two fought over a hundred rounds, Zhao Ergou laughed heartily, "Exhilarating! Truly exhilarating! Come again!"

The more he fought, the braver he became. He didn't realize at all that he had already fallen into a disadvantageous position; instead, he felt that this kind of battle was the only one that had real flavor!

"Bang!!"

Just at that moment, a long spear shot out like a sea dragon emerging from the deep, carrying a whistling wind as it slashed fiercely, forcing Hulü Taxue back several steps.

"You brat still know how to fight! Step back, and let me handle him!"

Holding a long spear, Li Jing stood imposingly in front of Zhao Ergou like a mountain, blocking Hulü Taxue's path.

Looking at Li Jing's attire as a captain, Zhao Ergou thought to himself that this person must be the captain of the fifteenth battalion.

Seeing this, Zhao Ergou was amused. This captain looked quite ferocious; it was just the right time to let him test the depth of this Rongdi brute!

He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Captain, you're mighty! I'll leave this grandson to you! I'm going over there to kill a few small fries to warm up first!"

With that, he turned and left without the slightest hesitation or drag.

This Hulü Taxue was obviously no good guy. Fighting him personally—winning would be glorious, but losing would be humiliating!

Better to go hack up a few minor soldiers first, farm some achievements, and boost his own reputation—that was the right path.

Once his cultivation level improved, he would definitely come back to settle the score today.

Hulü Taxue's gaze fixed on Li Jing before him like a starving lone wolf on the grassland, his eyes filled with unwillingness and anger.

He knew very well in his heart that this fellow Li Jing was a mid-Post-Natural expert, even stronger than himself; if he forced a direct confrontation, he definitely wouldn't get the upper hand.

Li Jing's sudden intervention just now had prevented him from killing Zhao Ergou, which left a fire burning in his belly and made him extremely displeased.

"Hulü Taxue, let's go, we'll join forces and cut him down!" At that moment, another Rongdi military officer climbed up the wall. This fellow was also a Post-Natural realm warrior, and at a glance, he looked like a ruthless character.

"Kill!" The two roared furiously, pouncing on Li Jing like starving wolves. Every move was vicious, swearing to put Li Jing to death.

Facing two Rongdi experts, Li Jing showed not a trace of fear on his face; instead, his fighting spirit ran high.

Wielding the long spear in his hand like a dragon breaking out of the sea, he engaged the two in a chaotic battle. Spear shadows fluttered and vital energy radiated outward, fighting to a deadlock.

On Zhao Ergou's side, he had already shaken off that sticky fellow Hulü Taxue.

Turning around, he cast his gaze toward the ordinary soldiers of the Rongdi army, a bloodthirsty smile curving the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph, you Rongdi dogs, you only know how to bully the weak and pick on someone with low cultivation, right?" Zhao Ergou cursed inwardly, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt.

What kind of person was Zhao Ergou? He was a fearless troublemaker who feared neither heaven nor earth! How could he swallow this kind of insult?

He made up his mind to slaughter these Rongdi foot soldiers first to gain kill points, raise his cultivation realm, and then come back to settle accounts with that Hulü Taxue.

"If I can't beat you, I'll slaughter your underlings and subordinates!" Thinking this, Zhao Ergou turned and charged into the Rongdi army like a fierce tiger descending a mountain, full of ferocious momentum.