At this moment, Gong Yao’en unleashed the "Continuous Chain Whip Fist," his fist like a series of interlinked whips, swiftly attacking all parts of Xiang Kun’s body. The fierce momentum of the punches was overwhelming, leaving no room for defense. In this flash of a moment, Xiang Kun suddenly deployed the "Celestial Spirit Finger," his fingertips moving lightly, an invisible force shooting straight at Gong Yao’en. Caught off-guard, Gong Yao’en was struck by the force, his body wavering uncontrollably, staggering back several steps.
Xiang Kun seized this fleeting opportunity, immediately launching a fierce offensive, a series of acupoint-striking techniques assaulting Gong Yao’en like a torrential storm. Although Gong Yao’en resisted with all his might, the crisp sound of his bones cracking like firecrackers was apparent. He blocked with his fists, nearly causing Xiang Kun’s fingers to break and wrists to fracture. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ N0velFire.ɴet
At this critical moment, Gong Yao’en suddenly let out a thunderous shout, the sound booming like a giant bell, causing the surrounding air to tremble. Inside him, it seemed as though some power was awakened, his speed instantly rising, the power of the "Chain Whip God Fist" also doubling. His fist, carrying a violent force, lunged ferociously at Xiang Kun, the whistling fist wind conveying an intense sense of oppression.
Xiang Kun found himself temporarily unable to parry, retreating repeatedly, his chaotic footsteps leaving marks on the ground.
Nevertheless, as a leader among the younger generation, Xiang Kun quickly adjusted his state, stabilized himself, and once again engaged in a fierce duel with Gong Yao’en. Their figures intertwined rapidly, the whistling wind of their punches and the overflowing energies filling the air.
In this instant, a flash of resolve appeared in Xiang Kun’s eyes: even if both were to be destroyed, he would kill Gong Yao’en.
Thus, Xiang Kun once again executed the "Celestial Spirit Finger," this time channeling all his strength into his fingertips. The force released was sharper and more fierce than before, like an invisible lightning bolt, carrying boundless power as it shot towards Gong Yao’en.
Witnessing this, Gong Yao’en was profoundly shocked, desperately trying to evade the attack. However, he was ultimately too slow to react, unable to dodge Xiang Kun’s direct hit to his chest with the "Celestial Spirit Finger."
With a muffled sound, Gong Yao’en spat out fresh blood, the blood tracing an arc in the air, like the last color of his life. His body teetered on the brink of collapse, his eyes filled with despair and unwillingness.
Observing the fight intently, Liu Yanran, whose heart was with her beloved daughter Liu Tingting, turned somber at the sight, never expecting Xiang Kun to possess such formidable martial skills, capable of defeating Gong Yao’en. Her eyes revealed a hint of surprise and concern as she pondered how to respond to this sudden turn of events.
Compared to Liu Tingting, the poised and elegant Lin Wanqing appeared more composed and calm amidst the intense battle. Her gaze, like the cold stars in the night sky, remained sharp and serene. At this moment, she seized upon a flaw in Liu Tingting’s defense, her figure moving swiftly like an agile leopard, wielding her long sword with precision as it shot straight towards her opponent’s vital points.
Liu Tingting, seeing this, hurriedly sidestepped to dodge, her movements like those of a nimble monkey, swift and agile. Then, she brandished her long sword, using it as a knife, slashing at Lin Wanqing, the sword momentum like a fierce lightning bolt aimed to cleave Lin Wanqing in two.
Just at this critical juncture, a dark shadow flitted through the battlefield like a ghost, with everyone from the Divine Water Palace toppling wherever it went—it was Shi Feiyang. In an instant, he altered the battlefield’s circumstances, offering a glimmer of hope to the Martial Arts people of Changsheng Castle, who had been at a disadvantage.