Chapter 76: Thunderbolt Covers the Sky and Earth Fire

  Can't forget, can't forget. Can't forget your smile, also can't forget your kindness. Can't forget the entwining in the rain. Also can't forget that night's embrace. Can't forget the sorrow of parting, even more can't forget the longing's distress. Can't forget, can't forget...... But when this person who can't be forgotten is suddenly taken away by someone else, as a male in her life, what should Yang Zhao do, and how can he?

  If I were to reveal my relationship with Mingyue, I believe Yang Xuangan would also be willing to let go and return Mingyue to me. However, at this moment, Yang Zhao felt a loud thunderclap in his mind, and his anger ignited, no longer wanting to resolve the situation in a peaceful and rational manner. With a swift movement of his "Infinite Electric" technique, Young Master Yang flashed forward with lightning speed, using his powerful fist to send Hu Niang and Bao Niang flying. The "Xun Wind Gentle" palm energy then lifted Mingyue and the other woman, sending them towards the carriage. The remaining momentum was not yet exhausted, as he slapped Yang Xuangan's face with a loud crack, scolding: "You're a debauched playboy, you deserve to be beaten!" Before his words had even faded away, a crisp slapping sound echoed through the air. Yang Xuangan was struck so hard that his head jerked back, and on the right side of his face, five bright red finger marks appeared clearly.

  〖Infinite Electricity〗 wins by degree, but the killing power is not great. Moreover, Yang Zhao made a series of movements before slapping him, and although the sound was loud, Yang Xuangan did not suffer any injury. However, such humiliation, for Yang Xuangan who had been respected and flattered by others all his life, was even more unbearable than being actually beaten. The facial features on Zhang Jun's handsome face twisted, his pupils contracted, and he roared in anger: "You bastard, how dare you humiliate me?"

  Fierce flames ignited, intense killing intent surged through his entire body. Yang Xuan's palms danced wildly like a madman, unleashing a thunderous attack on Young Master Wang. This was no longer an ordinary exchange of blows, but a genuine, deadly technique! The speed and ferocity of the attack far exceeded anyone's imagination.

  The golden light of the divine hand was surrounded by residual electricity, and the palm was raised to welcome it. The sudden loud noise was deafening. A wave of scorching heat immediately rose and spread in all directions. The few "Khrao soldiers" closest to them suddenly felt as if they were in a high-temperature furnace, involuntarily retreating backward in shock. Little Wang had always been at a disadvantage since he acted first, his old strength had dissipated and his new strength had not yet been born, and he hastily gathered his energy, which was insufficient, and was immediately invaded by the fire energy, retreating three steps, feeling as if his arm bones were about to split, with an unbearable burning pain. This was still thanks to the divine hand's blocking, otherwise the consequences would be unthinkable.

  The five fingerprints on his face made Yang Xuan feel furious, and he even forgot that the other person was a member of the royal family. He only wanted to severely punish the young prince to vent his anger. After gaining the upper hand, he became more ruthless and pounced forward, shouting: "You dog bastard, don't think you can escape, come and surrender!" His palms were like a raging fire, continuously attacking with fierce blows. Yang Zhao also unleashed his true strength, spitting out a mouthful of turbid air, and retorted: "Stinky beast, I'll send you to hell first!" He opened up his rarely used Ice Fire Mantis Fist, simultaneously unleashing the three moves "Fire Mantis Cutting Grain", "Sickle Blade Breaking Neck", and "Pliers Striking Seven Stars". His overbearing killing intent was not inferior to Yang Xuan's.

  The two were the top masters of their generation, and at this moment they were both filled with resentment and anger as they clashed in close combat. They each brought out 12% of their skills, attacking each other fiercely like a mad tiger, fighting intensely and evenly matched. The sound of explosions echoed continuously, and it seemed as if two fire dragons were roaring and entwining each other in the arena, causing sandstorms and rocks to shatter wherever they went, setting everything ablaze. Not only did the Multicolored Army look on with trepidation, but even Che Li, who was known for his exceptional martial arts skills among the Five Armies, was shocked and secretly felt inferior.

  "Ka-chong! Boom!" A loud noise erupted, and the two horse-drawn carriages in front of the Yue State Duke's mansion were smashed to pieces by the two fiercely fighting men. Splintered wood flew everywhere, and the four sturdy horses fell to the ground with a pained whinny, so frightened that they couldn't get up again. Yang Shuang and Yang Xuan separated, one with his clothes torn apart, the other with his helmet shattered, but they had fought each other to a draw, neither gaining the upper hand.

  Yang Xuan was originally from a humble background, but he was not blindly arrogant. The "Liang Yan Gong" he practiced was divided into six levels of heaven, with the first five being Li Huo Jie, Bao Huo Jie, Tian Huo Jie, Gui Huo Jie, and Shen Huo Jie. On New Year's Eve, Yang Xuan returned defeated from the Ice Fire Seven Heavens of the Tianzhu monk, and from then on, he knew that his martial arts were still far from sufficient. So for these two months, he closed himself off and practiced diligently, his martial arts making rapid progress, rising from the Tian Huo Jie realm to the Shen Huo Jie realm in one move, only half a step away from the final Ju Huo Gui Yi. At this time, he felt unprecedented humiliation towards the young prince, vowing to kill him to avenge his honor. He immediately took a deep breath and let out a fierce cry, raising his power to the second heaven of Bao Huo Jie, and with a sudden movement, he launched himself upwards again, his palms spinning rapidly like a whirlpool, unleashing his sure-kill technique "Huo Lun Lian Yu".

  The fierce flames of the Baohuo Jie were twice as powerful as a single layer of heaven. The dense and complex palm shadows covered the sky, striking with extreme complexity and unpredictability. Yang Zhao was caught in the midst, feeling his skin burning and tearing apart, as if he had been dragged into a sea of fire. The young master Wang shouted loudly, taking a step forward and sinking into the ground. The mantis-like hands swept horizontally, using the "Mantis Breaking Carriage" technique to strike with force, while the "Crashing Step Hooking Shadow" technique hooked and counter-attacked, pitting strength against strength. The simple broke through the complex, and the straight countered the curved. Fire sparks exploded, and the air was cut apart by the fierce energy of the "Fire Wheel Refining Hell" technique, which instantly caused the ground to collapse and the walls to crumble. Yang Xuan's heart was filled with shock and anger, his body involuntarily losing its shape as he retreated in disarray. The flames spread out of control, shooting in all directions and instantly reducing the surrounding walls and ground to rubble.

  A master's move is all about momentum. Yang Xuan had been continuously frustrated, and his killing intent and fighting spirit had unknowingly fallen. As one side weakened, the other grew stronger, and Yang Zhao was greatly invigorated. With a powerful push from his "water and fire incompatible" footwork, he pounced forward with lightning speed, his fingers shooting out in unison - it was the most overbearing move of the Ice Fire Mantis Fist: "Ice Fire Corpse Fragmentation". Before the move even landed, Yang Xuan was already locked down by an overwhelming killing intent, and no matter where he fled to, he would not be spared. The Ji Luo Army and Che Li were both shocked pale, but it was too late for them to intervene.

  At the moment of life and death, the heavy threat of death made Yang Xuan's mind clearer than ever before. In a flash, he hooked his foot under the horse that weighed several hundred pounds and lifted it into the air, pushing it forward with both palms, using the poor animal as a substitute for himself to send to the young master. With two dull thuds, the mantis-like fingers stabbed into the horse's abdomen, and the cold and hot true energy exploded, invading each other and bursting outwards. In the midst of the loud explosion, the entire horse burst open like a human bomb, with shattered flesh and bones flying everywhere, creating a terrifying scene that shocked people to the extreme.

  This fine horse was a famous breed from the Turks, worth thousands of gold. But to exchange it for an opportunity to regroup and launch a counterattack, in Yang Xuan's mind, it was absolutely worth it. He seized the moment, stood up straight and flew into the air to occupy a favorable position. The three-layered heavenly fire calamity rose, and the fierce flames directly burned half of the sky into a crimson red. The momentum was even more intense. Yang Xuan's palms clapped together in front of his chest, and at that moment, even his own hair stood up straight due to the powerful internal energy. A deafening roar shook the air as this young master, known as the "Reincarnated Overlord", flew down with a pounce, his palms unleashing the "Heavenly Fire Burning City" technique, pressing down on the young king like Mount Tai, wanting to burn him into ashes and annihilate his soul!

  Facing the unprecedented fierce move, Yang Zhao was fearless, sitting firmly on his horse, with a surge of energy coursing through his body. With both fists clenched, he unleashed a series of explosive cracks, striking out with the force of thunder - "Ruthless Thunder"!

  The four strongest arms, two sets of extraordinary moves simultaneously connected, the outcome of life and death, all in this moment. The heavens shook and the earth trembled, and it was exactly as the words implied, without any discount. Qi Luo Jun, Ming Yue, and even Che Li felt that the entire space had shaken several times, their heads aching from the intense energy clash between the two sides, everyone stumbled and fell to the ground. The bluestone slab under Yang Zhao's feet cracked and sank into a pit, his expression solemn. Yang Xuan, on the other hand, showed a joyful face, urging himself to take advantage of the momentum to thoroughly defeat this rare strong enemy in one go. But he never expected that just as Tian Huo Jie's energy was about to rise to the Gui Huo Jie realm, Xiao Wang Ye suddenly shouted loudly: "Break!"

  Astonishing thunder suddenly moved, carrying a powerful internal energy that was like a thousand iron hammers smashing down on his head. Yang Xuan's mind went dark, and his internal breath was unable to continue for the time being. The "Ruthless Thunder" then exploded in rapid succession, its power increasing by more than double compared to when it was used alone, this was the revised "Double Ruthless Thunder" after being improved by Mohe Ye.

  Enough to rival dozens of kilograms of nitroglycerin exploding, a frenzied and violent eruption burst forth, like a tsunami or landslide crashing down on Yang Xuan. In an instant, this so-called reborn overlord's heart was shaken to its core, leaving him utterly helpless. At this moment, even if he had the intention to risk everything and fight back, he would have been completely unable to do so. All that could be seen was his defeat, as his entire body was sent flying high into the air, with his two arms' bones and chest's ribs shattering into who-knew-how-many pieces. The Multicolored Army cried out in unison, "Young Master!!" but it was already too late to get any response.

  With a loud "thud", Yang Xuan fell heavily to the ground. Fortunately, he was lucky and didn't smash his head or neck when he landed. Even so, the impact was still tremendous, causing his internal organs to churn like boiling water, spewing out several mouthfuls of blood, unable to even crawl up. Yang Zhao strode forward, grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up, angrily saying: "I'll let you dare to bully my woman again! Let you oppress the common people, let you speak nonsense, let you defy the law!" With each word, he slapped him, "slap slap" continuously hitting him. In an instant, this young nobleman was beaten into a red and swollen pig head. Che Li frowned and looked on for a while before finally speaking up: "Younger brother, that's enough! If you keep hitting him, someone will die."

  Young Master Wang snorted coldly and ignored him, continuing to beat Yang Xuan with a flurry of punches. Yang Xuan's cheek swelled up and burst open, followed by a continuous splatter of fresh blood that stained the ground and Young Master Wang's hands with crimson spots. Che Li looked at this scene and didn't dare to persuade him anymore. Instead, it was those Qi Luo soldiers who couldn't bear to see their young master being beaten like this, they surrounded Yang Zhao and knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly with a pitiful expression on their faces. Young Master Wang beat Yang Xuan for hundreds of times, until he saw that Yang Xuan was on the verge of death, barely holding on to his last breath. Only then did he throw him heavily to the ground and shouted: "A prince who breaks the law will be punished like a commoner! You, Yang Xuan, you think you can escape? Death penalty may be spared, but living punishment won't be forgiven!" Turning around, he said: "Che Li, brother, I need your help. Go to Da Xing County government office for me. I want to see who has the final say in this Great Sui dynasty - Yang or Yang."

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  Christmas Eve without a cute girl is so annoying. Christmas Day also without a cute girl, even more annoying.