Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 155: Splitting with One Finger

Chapter 155: Chapter 155: Splitting with One Finger

Most people at the scene didn’t know just how powerful Huang Beilun’s "Gathering Qi into a Net" was, but when that net touched the pillars at the edge of the arena, everyone understood what was happening.

That net directly shattered the pillar into dozens of small pieces, which scattered all over the ground.

A gasp rose from the crowd, which quickly turned to excitement. What made underground fighting so thrilling was this kind of bloodiness.

Moreover, the vast majority of the people present had bet on Huang Beilun to win. Now, there was no suspense at all!

"Heh heh heh..." Liao Yuxuan chuckled continuously, "I really want to see what capability he has to step down from this stage alive!"

Lin Qingru also breathed a sigh of relief. Recently, her relatives had been greatly pressured by Su Yang. As Su Yang’s status rose increasingly higher, her fear grew even more. Now that Su Yang could die here completely, she didn’t have anything to worry about!

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!"

The people at the scene were roaring with rage, and Su Yang’s supporters clenched their fists tighter. Did Su Yang still have a chance to survive?

The net swiftly enveloped Su Yang, but he casually dodged it. However, the sheer force of it still excited the crowd immensely.

"How long do you think you can dodge?" Huang Beilun asked with a cold laugh.

Su Yang stood still and smiled lightly, "I thought I could dodge for a bit longer, but now it seems there’s no need to dodge anymore!"

"Oh? Realizing you’re doomed, ready to give up altogether!" Huang Beilun sneered as he cast the net toward Su Yang again.

"I originally thought your technique would give me some surprises, that’s why I wanted to watch it a bit longer. But now, it looks like there’s nothing worth watching!"

Raising his right hand, Su Yang positioned his fingers like a sword, facing the oncoming net, and said softly, "Let’s end this!"

With those words, Su Yang suddenly swung his hand downward, slicing his sword fingers directly onto the net.

The crowd sneered, waiting for Su Yang’s screams as his fingers were expected to be severed.

However, the reality was completely beyond everyone’s expectations. Su Yang’s fingers were unharmed, while the net was instead split in two by his fingers, as if his fingers were a sharp Precious Saber!

Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded. This was the net that could shatter the pillars of the arena, yet it had been split by Su Yang’s fingers. How could that be possible?

After a moment of silence, Wang Jing Lei was the first to shout excitedly, "Master Su, impressive!"

It was then that the crowd came to their senses, all looking at Su Yang in shock. Ling Zi, Zhao Feipeng, Huang Yang, and others were all dumbstruck, unable to utter a word.

This young man, whom none of them had high hopes for, actually had such heaven-defying strength?

Ding Qiuhuan’s group was also stunned, Huang Beilun had been defeated by Su Yang? How could this be possible?

Huang Beilun was flabbergasted too. He simply couldn’t figure out what had happened. Su Yang had split his "Gathering Qi into a Net" with one finger—how strong was Su Yang? Could it be that he too was a master of the Integration Realm?

But Su Yang was so young, could he really have reached the Integration Realm? He simply couldn’t believe it!

Su Yang did not take advantage of his victory to pursue further. With his hands behind his back, he slowly said, "Huang Beilun, I told you I would give you a chance. Draw your saber!"

"Young Master Su..." Ling Zi grew anxious. If Huang Beilun got his saber, his strength would definitely improve by fifty percent. They were clearly winning, so why would Su Yang still do this?

"Uncle, here’s your saber!" Nan Shangshu promptly tossed the Precious Saber over.

Huang Beilun caught the saber, took a deep breath, and said coldly, "Kid, I have to admit, you’ve got some skills. But what of it? That last strike of mine, I only used seventy percent of my strength. Honestly, I might not be your match if we were to fight for real. But now that I have the saber, everything is different. You are seeking your own death, don’t blame me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Beilun violently slapped the scabbard and drew the Precious Saber out.

It was a long saber that radiated cold air, Huang Beilun’s signature weapon, extremely powerful.

After Huang Beilun grabbed the saber, his aura rapidly climbed. He stood with his saber held across his body, eyes blazing, and stared intently at Su Yang, saying coldly, "I’ll take your life within three strikes!"

Su Yang simply stretched out a finger with a smile, "Against you, I only need one move!"

Huang Beilun’s face darkened with anger as he roared, "You’re courting death!"

Before his words fell, Huang Beilun had already leaped several meters high, bringing the long saber down with full force. Everyone only heard the air being torn apart by the saber’s piercing sound, followed by a saber Shadow Phantom, over a meter long, suddenly rushing out and slashing towards Su Yang below.

"My God!" The crowd exclaimed, never having witnessed such a scene.

"This is the power of someone in the Fusion Realm, the true power of the Integration Realm!" Zhao Feipeng and Wang Jing Lei murmured without stopping. It was a realm they could never touch in their lifetimes.

Su Yang casually sidestepped the strike, but the platform behind him was shattered into large pieces. The power of this strike was indeed terrifying!

"First strike!" Su Yang strolled forward leisurely as if taking a walk, paying no heed to the fiercely imposing Huang Beilun.

Huang Beilun’s eyes sparkled sharply, and with his saber, he slashed out dozens of times, creating a vast net of blades that he ferociously pushed toward Su Yang.

This time, it seemed impossible for Su Yang to dodge. But he didn’t even try to dodge; instead, he extended two fingers and stabbed directly at the net of blades.

Before the eyes of the crowd, when Su Yang’s fingers collided with the net of blades, it even made a screeching sound like metals colliding.

Su Yang’s fingers remained unmoved, while the net of blades was completely shattered.

Huang Beilun’s face changed rapidly, but he quickly recovered. He took a deep breath and, gritting his teeth, said, "Kid, you truly are not weak. It seems I can’t hold back any longer. This strike, I’ll make sure you die!"

With a furious roar, Huang Beilun took a sudden step, and the platform’s ground cracked under his weight. He grasped the long saber in his hand and stepped forward. With each step he took, a huge footprint was imprinted on the platform, as if he carried the weight of a mountain with each stride.

The saber in his hand also slowly turned red, and by the time he took the third step, the long saber actually burst into flames.

Everyone was shocked; how terrifying would the power of this strike be? Could Su Yang withstand it?

When Huang Beilun took the seventh step, he reached Su Yang. He slowly lifted his saber to strike Su Yang, and the whole process was incredibly slow, as if it was a slow-motion movie.

But not a single person present dared to doubt the power of this strike. The fact that Huang Beilun’s feet were submerged up to the ankles in the ground proved just how terrifying the force he carried was!

Su Yang remained calm; it was still those two fingers he had extended before, now facing up against the long saber as they collided head-on.

The onlookers all held their breath. This strike was enough to cut off Su Yang’s hand, right?