I Can See Your Combat Power
Chapter 1105 - Chapter 1105 Chapter 399 Titled Strongman

Chapter 1105: Chapter 399: Titled Strongman Chapter 1105: Chapter 399: Titled Strongman The martial arts tournament for the youth of Longzhou is merely a garden party for the exchange of martial arts among young disciples of various sects.

Only the Heroes’ Challenge, which happens once every ten years, is a grand assembly for the strong.

And at each decennial Heroes’ Challenge, the warriors who battle their way into the top eight are granted a title, hence also known as Titled Warriors or Ranked Warriors.

Red-eyed Evil Dragon was the title Duan Longcheng received after that year’s Heroes’ Challenge.

Now, twenty years have passed, and the Red-eyed Evil Dragon that once terrorized Hanging Sky City has reappeared, bristling with murderous intent.

Swooping down like furious thunder, the Dragon Soul opened its massive maw, its Dragon Fangs cold and bright as the moon, the crimson of its dragon eyes freezing the space around it, while Heavenly and Earthly Qi turned into a great lock, trapping the would-be thief in the act of fleeing.

Just as Sister Chunhua, transformed into Xiu’er, was about to be devoured by the Evil Dragon, a Front Court Guard twisted his body and swung a palm towards the illusory Dragon Soul.

Ribbons of colored clouds rolled like waves, and the entwined five-colored streamers fluttered like water sleeves, striking the horn of the Evil Dragon. The collision of two ferocious Spirit Arts caused the dispersed Spiritual Power to shatter everything around them. Solid walls and columns crumbled instantly, and a young maidservant nearby, having just deployed the Cloud Flow Protector, was swept away by the force.

The blast wave from the spiritual explosion shattered all the window lattices and flower pots in the courtyard, also alerting the two young masters from the front court, Xiang Loulan and Duan Longshu, who suddenly sobered up, acting even faster than the guards.

Sister Xiu’er, who had just escaped from the brink of death, caught a glimpse of the two men and thought to herself, “Damn,” before abruptly changing direction midair and fleeing.

Duan Longshu and Xiang Loulan exchanged a glance, quickly strategizing in their minds, and then chased after Sister Xiu’er, one in front and one behind.

Meanwhile, the guard who had intervened was now surrounded, but it seemed he had no concern for the group of local warriors encircling him; his attention was focused entirely on the side room with a big hole in it.

The five-colored streamers could repel the Red-eyed Evil Dragon only because it was caught off guard, or rather, from the start, it intended to capture the thief alive, so it had not used its full strength.

But his palm strike had been made with all his power, thinking that with the help of Immortal Cloud Whisk Soul, he could shatter the Evil Dragon, only to find it ended in a draw.

Is this the strength of a Ranked Warrior?

The middle-aged man who had reverted to his original appearance took a deep breath, knowing that if he continued to stay here, he would likely face more misfortune than fortune, and he had to break out before the Xiang Residence’s defensive array was fully activated.

With a thunderous shout, his right fist infused with Immortal Cloud Whisk Soul struck down, and the clouds turned into a colorful tornado, knocking down all the Xiang Residence guards surrounding him and blasting a big hole in the roof.

The middle-aged man soared into the sky, glanced at the still silent chamber, and felt a surge of relief.

But just as he flew out of the roof, he saw the Red-eyed Evil Dragon with crimson pupils and silver scales attack from above. He hastily raised a five-colored wall of Qi with the Immortal Cloud Whisk Soul to protect himself, but it was still smashed to pieces by the Evil Dragon.

Fortunately, the backlash from the spiritual explosion pushed the middle-aged man far away, preventing injury.

“Legend has it that Immortal Cloud Whisk Soul was the personal weapon of Yun Zu, mysterious and invincible. To see it today and realize it’s only an exaggerated claim is truly disappointing,” he mused.

The Evil Dragon that shattered the Qi wall twirled back and curled up, coiling its dragon body at the disappointed Duan Longcheng’s feet.

“Yun Zu was an unparalleled strongman of ancient times, even holding a piece of scrap copper or iron, he could still be invincible in the world,” remarked Xiang Ange, watching the middle-aged man who had just managed to stabilize himself.

Turning to Yun Quan, he asked with a smile, “Doesn’t Brother Yun Quan think so?”

“Hmph.”

Yun Quan, having stabilized his form, snorted coldly, too disdainful to respond to Xiang Ange’s question; however, his gaze swept around, seeking to discover Xiu’er’s whereabouts.

“Brother Yun Quan, are you perhaps looking for that little thief?”

Without responding, Yun Quan remained quiet; Xiang Ange wasn’t embarrassed and continued to speak with a smile, “I would advise Brother Yun Quan to first take care of himself. With Young Master Duan and his dog joining forces, even an ordinary fighter from the Fierce Realm wouldn’t have it easy, let alone a little thief who can’t even hide their presence.”

Amid the mockery, Yun Quan finally located Sister Xiu’er’s position. Just as Xiang Ange said, facing both Xiang Loulan and Duan Longshu, unless there was an overwhelming superiority in realm, even a Dao Child from the sacred lands would definitely not have an easy time.

As Xiu’er fled outward, she didn’t get far before she was intercepted by Xiang Loulan and Duan Longshu, one in front and one behind.

It wasn’t out of arrogance or disdain, but upon realizing the escaping thief was female, Duan Longshu simply crossed his arms and stood aside, with no intention of taking action.

Thus, only Xiang Loulan made a move, and just as Tang Luo had assessed, Xiu’er was no match for him.

In the martial path, there’s no room for divided attention; even dedicating twelve hours a day isn’t enough, let alone tolerating any waste.

Spiritual Power is cultivated through endurance, techniques are refined through hardship, and even bodily arts require constant training, including reflexes which can only be improved through relentless practice.

As the Young Clan Leader of the Xiang Family, Xiang Loulan spent most of his day immersed in martial practice, which was precisely why he rose to fame at Martial Saint Mountain.

Besides Cloud Hand, Sister Xiu’er’s Spirit Art and body techniques were completely suppressed by Xiang Loulan. Both practiced the Yun Clan’s techniques, so there were no advantages of countering each other, just a straightforward clash of cultivation levels.

Martial artists are creatures of habit; those used to using Cloud Hand in their daily practice shouldn’t be expected to drastically change their martial arts style against a different opponent.

When facing thugs and riff-raff, Sister Xiu’er’s main offensive strategy was Cloud Hand combined with the Cloud Beast Array Map, and it was the same against Xiang Loulan.

Although Cloud Hand was nimble and agile, its lack of offensive power was an undeniable flaw. A Spirit Art that couldn’t even break through a protective technique was hardly going to harm Xiang Loulan.

On the contrary, the Cloud Beast Picture that the opponent deployed was relentless, with tigers and leopards running rampant, forcing Xiu’er into continuous retreat and perilous situations.

Anyone could see that Xiang Loulan’s victory was only a matter of time, and such boring combat even made Duan Longshu yawn with disinterest.

In the sky above, Yun Quan was anxiety-personified but utterly powerless, for between him and Yun Xiu lay a Red-eyed Silver-Scaled Evil Dragon!

“Give up, Brother Yun Quan,” Xiang Ange said, full of smiles. “The grand array of the Xiang Residence was designed by the Yun Clan. I had Master Shaolin reinforce it not long ago. Now that the array is activated, even a joint Profound-level attack would take some time to break through. How about Brother Yun Quan stay at the Xiang Residence for a few days?”

During the conversation, a cerulean dome enveloped the Xiang Residence, illuminating the night estate underneath, and allowed Yun Quan to see that the Armored Soldiers of the Xiang family had already surrounded the area, three layers inside and out. The warriors on the ground formed a joint attack formation, waiting only for Xiang Ange’s order.

“Why the extra words?” Duan Longcheng raised an eyebrow and asked in a deep voice, “Alive or dead?”

“Yun Quan is useful to the Xiang Family. Please put in some effort, Young Palace Master.”

“A minor matter.”

As a titled powerhouse, even facing Fierce Realm warriors with Divine Artifacts, he was still this confident.

The Red-eyed Evil Dragon transformed into a silver streak, descending mercilessly upon Yun Quan’s head.