Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 139: Pure Martial Thought

Chapter 139: Pure Martial Thought

Ye Qiu leaned forward slightly, as if a pebble had been dropped onto the calm surface of a lake, instantly rippling out countless waves.

Tang Yao’s momentum was like a metallic object with sharp edges on all sides. The moment Ye Qiu moved, he sliced a gap into the metal, breaking Tang Yao’s momentum.

Ye Qiu walked closer step by step, his body like a mountain cleaver, severing anything before him.

No matter how oppressive, nothing could make him stop his stride.

In an instant, Ye Qiu’s hand brushed down, and a stream of True Qi flowed from his palm, like a spinning dragon, from which one could faintly hear the weak sound of a dragon’s roar.

"He’s indeed cultivated True Qi!" Tang Yao’s mind was shaken, Yin Shaoxiong hadn’t been wrong—the young man before him was truly remarkable.

Facing the sudden onslaught of True Qi, Tang Yao remained calm. With a casual slap, he made direct contact with the True Qi Ye Qiu had emitted. With this slap, the True Qi immediately dispersed, and the valiant momentum vanished with it.

"This is..."

Ye Qiu stared blankly at Tang Yao’s move, having clearly seen every motion of his opponent’s hand.

The opponent had no True Qi; it was merely a pure palm strike that rendered his technique into nothingness.

Counteracting True Qi with mere physical strength, this level of cultivation...

Ye Qiu was puzzled by his opponent’s method. True Qi was fundamentally superior to common physical strength and force, so why was it broken?

In a flash, countless ideas churned in Ye Qiu’s mind. Suddenly, he considered a possibility.

When a person’s will in martial arts was pure to the extreme, their power could reach incredulous levels. The man before him was pure martial will, using only physical strength to wield destructive power not inferior to True Qi.

What a terrifying person!

Ye Qiu observed Tang Yao seriously. He never thought he would meet a martial artist who took martial arts as their life.

Only a person who regarded martial arts as their life would possess such pure martial will. Even Ye Qiu himself admitted it would be difficult for him to achieve this.

The lecherous old man once said that such people, born for martial arts, should be avoided if possible.

But could Ye Qiu avoid this encounter?

Ye Qiu watched Tang Yao, his own realm having failed to breakthrough for a long time. Even facing masters like Death or Freaks had not brought a breakthrough. Could he find the opportunity to advance through this man before him?

Moreover, he came for Guan Hong, so he would not back down.

Facing such a master, he truly wished to fight a hearty battle.

"Let’s switch locations," Ye Qiu said flatly.

Tang Yao paused for a moment, then nodded his head. Meeting a young and outstanding peer like Ye Qiu, he didn’t want to miss out; he sought to validate the correctness of his own path.

Depending on physical strength to break everything, that was his martial path, and his obsession.

Yin Shaoxiong was just about to call out and stop the two men, especially to remind his senior brother to focus on capturing Ye Qiu. Unfortunately, before he could open his mouth, the two were already starting to disappear, prompting him to hurriedly pursue them.

When Yin Shaoxiong caught up, Ye Qiu and Tang Yao were already clashing.

The two exchanged blows with real physical contact, truly showing no mercy. Ye Qiu, who brought out his True Qi, possessed strength comparable to a giant ape, capable of breaking trees and cleaving mountains barehanded.

Tang Yao’s strength was also unusual. Though it was the power of the flesh, his strength mixed with an indescribable force that made this physical power quite formidable, able to compete with True Qi.

Ye Qiu had to admit that Tang Yao was a formidable opponent, even without being in the True Qi realm, he was unimaginably strong.

Being able to contend against True Qi with merely the strength of the fleshly body can truly be said to be terrifying.

Ye Qiu used his hand like a blade, slicing through the air, sweeping past Tang Yao’s face, only to see Tang Yao’s fingers firmly clamp down on Ye Qiu’s attack while simultaneously lifting his leg in a knee-strike counterattack with such speed that Ye Qiu was instantly sent flying.

"Martial arts are natural, a point that breaks the surface!"

After his strike, Tang Yao slowly lowered his leg and watched Ye Qiu stabilize himself, standing across from him.

"Martial arts is like rowing against the current, if you do not advance, you will fall back. To always emphasize naturalness is to stay in place," Ye Qiu slowly said.

"Hehe," Tang Yao chuckled, "Your martial path is to brave forward, hence you’ve reached your current realm. My martial path is the pursuit of naturalness, hence I’ve reached my current realm. Your presence will make my natural martial path even more complete."

"Pursuits differ, philosophies differ, so let’s verify which of our martial paths is correct," Ye Qiu proposed.

Their gazes clashed once again, and their figures instantly intertwined in combat.

Watching Ye Qiu and his senior fellow disciple continuously exchange blows, Yin Shaoxiong clenched his fists. Why could that guy fight his senior brother to a standstill without a clear winner or loser—could he truly be inferior to Ye Qiu?

"I must not let this guy ruin my grand wedding," Yin Shaoxiong muttered to himself, looking at the two figures.

Initially interested, Tang Yao wanted to test Ye Qiu’s capabilities, especially since a youngster could cultivate to the realm of True Qi, which captured his attention even more.

But as Ye Qiu was able to stand his ground against him without falling behind, Tang Yao gradually began to entertain the thought of verifying his martial path.

Ever since his youth, Tang Yao practiced martial arts, considered a generational talent among the younger generation, but he always insisted on following his own martial path, seeking to verify it through his body.

Cultivating the natural physique to stand against martial realms that have been passed down since ancient times, especially the realm of True Qi that only a very few could achieve, even legendary realms above it.

Ye Qiu was a true Martial Artist of the True Qi realm, which delighted Tang Yao, because it meant he could verify if his own path was the correct one.

With purely cultivated fleshly body strength at a terrifying level, only he, Tang Yao, had achieved it. He did not convert strength into collecting True Qi but sought to follow the path in his heart, a path he would never mistake.

"Let me witness the true power of the True Qi realm."

The voice of Tang Yao faintly arose; Ye Qiu, covered in True Qi all over his body, had already poured all his strength into it, his entire being enshrouded in a faint silver glow.

A thought initiated, a fist followed.

Fast.

The shadow of the fist was invisible, only the sound of air being torn apart whistled by his ears.

This strike was faster than thunder, faster than lightning, faster than everything.

Tang Yao spread his arms wide, braced his body, and let out a roar. He neither dodged nor evaded, letting Ye Qiu’s fist strike his body.

He wanted to test how the power of True Qi compared to his own...

Ye Qiu was startled by the actions of the man before him, but his hands didn’t even consider withdrawing the punch; he and Tang Yao shared the same thought, as Tang Yao’s strength had also impressed him.

Which was stronger or weaker when pure fleshly body art strength was compared to True Qi?

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The fist landed on Tang Yao’s chest; a single punch yet it echoed with three successive booming sounds.

The sound of the impact was like a heavy hammer striking a drum, the power of the hammer profound, the reverberation of the drum astonishing.

Hum...

Suddenly, Yin Shaoxiong’s eyes widened—in that moment, he felt as though he had gone deaf, as if the whole world had fallen silent...