Martial Conquest of the Nine Desolates-Chapter 1363 - 1346: One Palm
"The reason I’ve helped you repeatedly is to cultivate an opponent, ensuring that I won’t feel lonely in this life."
"Otherwise, losing an opponent would be quite dull."
The words of the green-clothed youth spread, bringing the Wuji Hall to silence once more, with shocked gazes directed at him.
This green-clothed youth, hands clasped behind his back, did not release any aura, yet suddenly blocked Xiao Ye like an ordinary person. He seemed unconcerned about Xiao Ye defeating the three young palace masters of Jun Shitian but appreciated Xiao Ye like an elder admiring a younger generation, which made Xiao Ye’s heart leap, a heavy look flashed in his eyes.
This green-clothed youth was just sitting peacefully, drinking, and in the next moment appeared before Xiao Ye. Such movement speed surpassed that of Xiao Ye’s execution of the Emperor-level Combat Technique, Wind and Fire Floating Steps, by a large margin!
"Xiao Ye, be careful, this youth is terrifying and likely possesses incredible strength. If you can avoid fighting him, do so. After all, today’s the day of our Wuji Sect’s Sect Establishment Ceremony, and it would be unfortunate if it attracted the Ultimate Palace army." The Sword Emperor whispered to Xiao Ye, his voice low.
Even a powerhouse like the Sword Emperor sensed a dangerous aura from him.
This green-clothed youth’s appearance was so obscure, it was impossible to gauge his depth.
Xiao Ye silently nodded, Emperor Martial Power swept across his body as he remained discreetly vigilant.
"Xiao Ye..."
Bing Ya, behind Xiao Ye, tightly clenched her jade-like hands in worry.
To think, the three youths defeated by Xiao Ye all respected this green-clothed youth. Even a fool would realize how terrifying this youth is.
"Rest assured, with me here, no matter how strong this green-clothed youth is, he can’t possibly be a Half-step Emperor." The Taiyi Palace Master approached Bing Ya, speaking softly, his eyes fixed on the green-clothed youth, ready to intervene and save Xiao Ye if things went south.
Seeing this, Bing Ya felt a little relieved.
"Xiao Ye, although these three are weak, they’re at least stronger than the Four Great Emperors’ Sons."
"If you kill them, where will our Ultimate Palace find such loyal dogs again?"
The green-clothed youth chuckled indifferently, but those words turned the faces of the young talents present, as a wave of anger surged within their hearts.
In this green-clothed youth’s eyes, Jun Shitian and his companions were merely loyal dogs?
Wouldn’t that mean that the Four Great Emperors’ Sons and they themselves are less than pigs and dogs? Such an evaluation trampled on the youth martial artists of Central State!
If not for the unfathomable nature of their opponent, they would have already charged forward.
"You constantly bring up the Ultimate Palace; just who are you?" Xiao Ye’s eyes flashed with brilliance as he asked.
Rumor had it that even the Half-step Emperor of the Ultimate Palace, Luo Xiao, regarded this youth with great respect, making Xiao Ye genuinely curious about his identity.
Besides, his condescending, all-controlling demeanor was quite displeasing to him.
"Hehe, how about we make a deal?"
"If you can survive a single strike from me and still stand, you will be eligible to know my identity, and I shall gift you a third congratulatory present, as well as let you handle Jun Shitian."
The green-clothed youth glanced at the Taiyi Palace Master behind Xiao Ye, smiling enigmatically as he spoke.
"Survive a single strike from you?"
Xiao Ye was slightly taken aback, immediately followed by a flicker of cold light in his eyes.
After fusing four types of Emperor Martial Power, Xiao Ye could easily sweep through the Four Great Emperors’ Sons, yet this man continued speaking to him in such a condescending tone. How could he possibly stay calm?
"Fine, I’m curious to see how powerful you are." Xiao Ye exuded confidence from head to toe.
"Master!"
Seeing Xiao Ye accept the green-clothed youth’s challenge, the Wuji Sect’s experts were in shock.
"Do not worry!"
"Xiao Ye’s strength is formidable. As long as it’s not a Half-step Emperor, a single strike won’t kill him. Besides, with the Taiyi Palace Master sitting in, this guy absolutely doesn’t dare act recklessly, or he won’t leave the Three Alliances Domain today."
The Sword Emperor roared, quieting the martial artists of the Wuji Sect.
Indeed!
With Xiao Ye’s strength, how could he not withstand a single strike?
"Hehe, Xiao Ye, you’re doomed."
Jun Shitian, who had been beaten by Xiao Ye, coughed up blood and, seeing this scene, displayed a mocking smile, hoping the green-clothed youth would kill Xiao Ye with one slap.
"You indeed have courage; now, receive my strike!"
At that moment, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the green-clothed youth smiled faintly and walked toward Xiao Ye.
His actions were neither fast nor slow, releasing no aura, resembling an ordinary person walking but causing Xiao Ye to shudder, with a roaring sound echoing in his mind.
"This... this..."
Xiao Ye was extremely frightened, an intense sense of danger engulfed him.
This green-clothed youth walked toward him, appearing ordinary to others, but in Xiao Ye’s eyes, wielded an extraordinary power, twisting the surrounding void.
Every step the youth took seemed to amplify tenfold in height, with light steps stomping on Xiao Ye’s heart, intimidating his spirit.
When the green-clothed youth stood before him, he seemed like a Demon God, towering several dozen meters high, as if he was in the cosmic starry sky, while Xiao Ye was but a speck of dust, insignificantly tiny.
Invisible pressure spread, causing his hairs to stand.
This sensation was terrifying!
Like Death’s sickle, grazing the neck!
Clap!
The green-clothed youth struck, a simple slap aimed at Xiao Ye, but in Xiao Ye’s eyes, it was as if a universe was collapsing, and an unfathomed colossal force bore down, threatening to shatter his body.
"Domineering Body!"
"Four Emperor Skills!"
Xiao Ye’s heart raced wildly, and at that moment, he pushed his strength to its peak, with golden surging blood qi and silver fused Emperor Martial Power forming layers of solid defense around him.
Hiss hiss hiss!
The green-clothed youth’s palm landed on the defense Xiao Ye had constructed, instantly rivaled by the defense weakening the attack while being shattered layer by layer. The attack pierced through his defenses like a hot knife through butter in mere seconds.
Buzz!
The terrifying impact struck Xiao Ye’s body relentlessly, causing his physical body to quiver, a buzzing in his mind, his vision going black, a sweetness in his throat, spitting out a mouthful of blood, crashing tens of meters away.
"Alas!"
"Indeed, the True Spirit Continent of today is nothing like the splendor of thousands of years ago; Martial Arts have declined, and even the Titled Emperor Martial above ten stars rarely reappear."
"Though your strength is formidable, it is still hard to contend with me now." The green-clothed youth stood with his hands behind his back, sighing in disappointment.
