Chapter 641 - 641: Explode for Me

"Flying Leopard Divine Fist!"

His first strike having failed, Zhou Yongyang threw another punch.

Fueled by his Fist Intent, roars echoed around the battle stage as a Flying Leopard materialized and pounced toward Chu Qingyun, snarling.

The distance was short. The roaring Flying Leopard was about to make contact with Chu Qingyun's body.

"Brat, I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

An icy glint shone from the Flying Leopard's sharp claws.

A savage expression appeared on Zhou Yongyang's face, and as he executed his Fist Technique, his aura grew increasingly violent.

"Lightning Sword!"

With the vicious Flying Leopard right before him, Chu Qingyun let out a cold shout and immediately unleashed his Lightning Sword.

A purple Sword Light instantly flared to life on his Thunder Shock Sword.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

Chu Qingyun swung his sword three times, dicing the Flying Leopard into four pieces, then thrust straight for Zhou Yongyang's heart.

As he thrust, his arm and body moved forward in unison, while the bright purple Sword Light on his blade extended at extreme speed. The combination of all three resulted in a velocity that was almost impossible to imagine!

"Damn it!"

Cold sweat instantly beaded on Zhou Yongyang's forehead.

'I can't believe he could remain so calm and composed at a critical moment like that. And I never expected that bright purple Sword Light to be so sharp and powerful.'

'We're both in the Intention Realm, yet my Flying Leopard Divine Fist couldn't resist it at all!'

The Sword Light was too fast; it was already too late to dodge.

Zhou Yongyang made a split-second decision. Fusing the Martial Soul Power and Primordial Power in his hand, he conjured a stark white glow and slapped at the Sword Light that was already upon him.

CLANG!

The collision of the Sword Light and his palm actually produced the sound of clashing metal.

Zhou Yongyang's palm strike knocked the Lightning Sword aside. It scraped past his chest, tearing a hole in his clothes.

But Zhou Yongyang's hand had not escaped unscathed.

After the white light dissipated, blood immediately began to flow.

With just a single slap, the Lightning Sword had left a deep gash on his hand.

"So you had a move like this up your sleeve. No wonder you could beat those two losers, Meng Hongliang and Zhang Ying."

"But I'm not a loser like them!"

After deflecting the Lightning Sword, Zhou Yongyang immediately retreated and summoned his Martial Soul.

A sharp, domineering aura instantly erupted from behind him. It was a great, stark-white saber. Even as a mere Martial Soul Illusion, it still reflected a cold, pale light.

"Surprised, Chu Qingyun? That I have a Tier Four Sword Martial Soul? But just because you have a Sword Martial Soul doesn't mean you have to train with a sword."

"Take this!"

"Eagle Feather Divine Fist!"

Standing about a hundred meters from Chu Qingyun, Zhou Yongyang threw another punch. A resounding eagle's cry rang out as a majestic hawk unfolded its wings in front of his arm.

This time, however, the hawk did not fly out. Instead, it remained coalesced on his fist, gathering power.

The moment the hawk spread its wings, streams of stark white Martial Soul Power rained down from the Sword Martial Soul Illusion behind Zhou Yongyang, pouring into the hawk and merging with it.

"Go!"

With a cold shout from Zhou Yongyang, countless, densely packed eagle feathers shot out from the hawk's wings, speeding toward Chu Qingyun.

The feathers were not only incredibly fast but also numerous, covering a vast area and leaving Chu Qingyun nowhere to hide!

"Lightning Sword!"

Chu Qingyun let out a soft cry and once again unleashed his Lightning Sword.

The bright purple Sword Light instantly extended over ten meters.

Chu Qingyun rapidly swung his sword, slashing at the dense barrage of incoming feathers. Any feather touched by the Sword Light was instantly pulverized by its incomparably sharp power.

But the sheer number of feathers was overwhelming, and they came in an endless stream.

From the Sword Martial Soul behind Zhou Yongyang, a continuous flow of Martial Soul Power shot forth, merging with his Fist Intent and Primordial Power to transform into the dense barrage of eagle feathers.

"Flame Martial Soul!"

"Iron Wire Ten-Star Vine Martial Soul!"

There were too many feathers; defending against them with just a sword was impossible.

Left with no choice, Chu Qingyun had to summon his Martial Souls. To be safe, he even brought out both at once, combining them into the so-called Flame Iron Wire Ten-Star Vine Soul.

Ten blazing Flame Vines rapidly grew out from the Martial Soul Illusion behind him.

The vines intertwined and overlapped, layering themselves in front of Chu Qingyun to form a wall of vines.

All the densely packed eagle feathers struck the wall of vines, embedding themselves in it.

Fortunately, although the feathers were dense, their individual attack power wasn't strong. Against a Tier Four Martial Soul, they could do no more than stick into it.

"Haha, Chu Qingyun, you think that's enough to block my Eagle Feather Divine Fist?"

"How naive!"

"My Control Power over my Martial Soul is on a completely different level than that trash you defeated!"

Zhou Yongyang let out a loud laugh from the other side.

Suddenly, a large portion of the feathers split off from the main torrent, swerving above, to the sides, and even behind Chu Qingyun to shoot at him.

From a distance, it looked as if Zhou Yongyang was controlling the feathers to completely envelop Chu Qingyun from all directions.

The ground around Chu Qingyun was also densely packed, covered in a carpet of embedded feathers.

'Control Power over a Martial Soul...'

Chu Qingyun couldn't help but scoff.

'When it comes to Control Power over a Martial Soul, I've never met anyone stronger than me.'

With a single thought from Chu Qingyun, the ten Flame Vines once again grew rapidly, closing in from all sides to completely encase him before the flanking feathers could land.

And throughout this process of growth and restructuring, his frontal defense never wavered or showed any sign of chaos.

The defensive power of the vines themselves was quite weak.

Ordinarily, a move like this—hiding inside—would be nothing more than self-deception. A Level Nine Martial Spirit could break through such a loose defense with just a few attacks.

But in this situation, it was the perfect solution.

This was because the eagle feathers, while dense, lacked individual attack power.

Moreover, Chu Qingyun had noticed that Zhou Yongyang hadn't moved his feet since unleashing the Eagle Feather Divine Fist. 'He must be unable to move, having to focus all his effort on maintaining this technique.'

'An attack with such a wide range and long duration must consume a massive amount of Primordial Power.'

Therefore, Chu Qingyun wasn't worried at all.

He was merely maintaining a Tier Four Martial Soul, which consumed hardly any Primordial Power. And even if Zhou Yongyang were to suddenly attack, the Flame Vines would serve as an early warning system.

However, upon seeing Chu Qingyun completely conceal himself, a smug smile spread across Zhou Yongyang's face.

He maintained the Eagle Feather Divine Fist for another moment, firing a massive number of feathers until all of Chu Qingyun's vines were covered in them.

Then, Zhou Yongyang's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly barked, "Explode!"