Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 648 - 0649 Tai Chi Intentions! (First Update)

Chapter 648: 0649 Tai Chi Intentions! (First Update)

Ji Wuming halted all his actions, getting lost in the eyes of bewilderment.

Ye Qiu’s eyes shone brightly—it was the perfect opportunity to kill Ji Wuming. If he missed this chance and Ji Wuming became alert, the possibility of using the bewildering gaze to confuse him again would diminish significantly.

Without any further delay, Ye Qiu raised his sword and performed a decapitating strike.

Whoosh...

The sword’s radiance swept by, and a cold light exploded atop the fog-enshrouded summit, emitting a startling sword light.

In an instant, the Kusanagi Sword was against Ji Wuming’s neck. Just as the blade was about to slice the skin and sever bone and skull, Ji Wuming’s eyes suddenly regained their spirit.

Boom!

Ye Qiu felt his cheeks squeezed together by the explosive aura that Ji Wuming released in an instant; his heart skipped a beat. How could he have awakened so quickly? Ji Wuming’s mental strength was incredibly powerful—was he only bewildered for a mere instant?

Hisss!

Ye Qiu had already surged forward with a slash, but his sword ultimately did not sever Ji Wuming’s head. It was blocked by his arm instead, and blood splattered in all directions as the sword cut off one of Ji Wuming’s arms.

Taking the opportunity, Ye Qiu pivoted and withdrew to another side. Ji Wuming before him had become even more terrifying. His sword strike had clearly enraged the adversary completely.

Ji Wuming looked coldly at Ye Qiu—if he hadn’t regained consciousness just in time, he would have been a ghost under Ye Qiu’s sword. This young man had nearly killed him!

A towering rage surged in Ji Wuming’s heart. When had he, Ji Wuming, ever been pushed to such a state by someone of Legend rank?

In the past, those at the Legend rank were nothing but ants that he could kill with a flick of his hand. Now, he had narrowly escaped death at the hands of a junior—this was an utter humiliation for Ji Wuming.

A sleeve hung empty, dripping with blood, and a severed arm lay on the ground.

The chilling aura that emanated from Ji Wuming caused Jin Shanshun, who was hiding behind the giant statue, to break out in goosebumps. He felt that Ji Wuming was an extraordinarily terrifying person, and his concern for Ye Qiu grew even more.

"What a pity. If you had awakened just a bit slower, I would have been able to chop off your head!" Ye Qiu’s fingers ran down the Kusanagi Sword’s blade, letting the blood fall off without sticking, and then slowly sheathed it.

His swordsmanship wasn’t top-notch—he could handle average fighters well enough with the Kusanagi Sword, but against Ji Wuming, he was clearly outclassed. Therefore, Ye Qiu gave up the idea of using the Kusanagi Sword to fight.

"Arrogant junior, you’ll pay dearly for your actions. I will use your life to compensate for my lost arm!" Killing intent enveloped Ji Wuming; his desire to kill Ye Qiu burned like a blazing flame.

"Who lives and who dies is still up in the air. The lives you’ve taken are due to be repaid," Ye Qiu said as he treaded lightly on his feet, immediately mobilizing his fists to face the difficulty head-on.

"Watch how I’ll kill you with one hand!" Ji Wuming met the challenge with one hand, moving it like a cunning serpent, tracing strange arcs in the air, completely eluding sight.

Before Ye Qiu’s fist could connect, it was struck down by Ji Wuming’s palm. Ye Qiu almost flew off alongside his own punch. He twisted on his feet, spinning around, and hurled another fist forward.

This punch was infused with Ye Qiu’s martial will, containing Tai Chi intent within it.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The air burst in succession, and between the two fighters, attacks clashed fiercely. Even as Ye Qiu counterattacked with his fists, Ji Wuming still managed to block them single-handedly.

Ye Qiu didn’t halt his assault, throwing punch after punch like a long-brewing flood that erupted instantly, washing away everything in its path.

Ji Wuming’s advantage lay in his speed. No matter from which direction Ye Qiu’s fists thundered, he lifted his hands and blocked them, smoothly neutralizing the attacks, rendering them ineffective.

Each punch surged like a tidal wave!

Ye Qiu’s fists, one stacked upon the other, as he fully immersed himself in the art of Tai Chi.

Ji Wuming’s eyes flickered, his cold pupils shining with a green light. Ye Qiu’s mastery of Tai Chi had reached such a troubling level. Although his attacks didn’t land, all being blocked, his counterattacks also failed to injure Ye Qiu.

Ji Wuming keenly felt that when Ye Qiu blocked his attacks, he didn’t confront him head-on but instead used softness to overcome hardness, pouring endless ferocity into a single strike, turning it into a gentle stream. The residual force posed no threat to Ye Qiu whatsoever.

As the two battled, the mist around them was dispersed, and stones continuously shattered. Wherever they went, there were only broken rocks and chaotic pits.

Jin Shanshun watched in awe, Ye Qiu’s strength exceeding his expectations.

"Impressive... my brother Ye," Jin Shanshun dodged back and forth as if he were the one exchanging blows with Ji Wuming.

"This is the former Clan Leader of the Ji clan, and even wounded, he remains formidable. But Brother Ye grows stronger as the battle wages on, too frightening!" Jin Shanshun exclaimed in admiration. Ye Qiu’s strength was now fully on par with the prodigies of the three great ancient clans.

"No wonder, every time I mention the prodigies of the three great ancient clans, Brother Ye is eager for battle. This guy dares to challenge the former Clan Leader of the Ji clan, so the prodigies of the three great ancient clans probably don’t faze him either," Jin Shanshun conjectured, his mind a whirl with thoughts. He even looked forward to the spectacle of Ye Qiu facing off against Ji Lingchen, Mu Cannan, and Shi Qingbing, the three prodigies.

Surely, the numerous descendants of the ancient clans in the ancient territory would be shocked to see Brother Ye contend with the three great prodigies, their jaws dropping in astonishment.

However, all this would come after dealing with the current formidable enemy, Ji Wuming. If Ye Qiu were to fall, Jin Shanshun feared that he himself might be in danger as well.

"Brother Ye, finish off this old geezer!" Jin Shanshun cheered for Ye Qiu. His eyes darting around, he realized that it wasn’t enough just to watch from behind; he should at least help Ye Qiu try to take down Ji Wuming.

Looking around, Jin Shanshun began to take off his backpack.

"Old ghost of the Ji clan, in a moment you’ll taste my, Jin Shanshun’s, exclusive secret weapon." Jin Shanshun opened his backpack, revealing a mess of items, and started to assemble them quickly.

Ye Qiu’s Tai Chi, which blended hardness with softness, exuded a unique style of boxing that made him feel as if he had entered a strange state.

"Let him be strong, the breeze blows over the mountains.

Let him be powerful, the bright moon shines upon the river."

Each move of Ye Qiu’s was imbued with his martial will and boxing spirit, merging the two as he pushed his understanding of Tai Chi to the pinnacle of a realm.

This insight was gained from the martial arts manual of Zhang Sanfeng, which he had previously acquired from the Condor-Gil clan. That was when he had profoundly comprehended and grasped the essence of Tai Chi to a certain degree.

This time, dueling with Ji Wuming, he inadvertently expressed the spirit of Tai Chi, unexpectedly finding himself in a state of Tai Chi boxing spirit, which meant that Ji Wuming found himself unable to prevail for some time.

"Done!" Jin Shanshun finished the assembly. Suddenly, he held a huge crossbow in his hands. Climbing to the top of a giant statue, he crouched down, aimed at Ji Wuming, and revealed a smiling face.

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