The Dormant Power

Yong Sue gritted his teeth. He had exerted everything he had learned from the Azure Dragon Academy for over a year but still could not defeat Xueming. Although Xueming's body was full of traces of wounds, the injury was only on the external body, not to the bones or tendon.

…Why is this bastard so enduring?

Yong Sue thought as he gasped for breath.

... It wouldn't be good if I let things go on like this. I gotta use that secret skill.

Yong Sue took a deep breath and filled his lungs. He prepared to use the secret skill acquired from Li Biao: the Blood-Burning skill. Despite knowing that this would affect his future cultivation, his talent was not that high anyway. Plus, he was willing to forestall disgrace at this stage at the expense of one year of cultivation power.

Blood-Burning ... Once he swallowed a Qi stimulating pill, Yong Sue poked his finger at the Bai Hui Meridian at the center of his head. The hairs all over his body immediately rose. Yong Sue's pale skin instantly turned dark red in the blink of an eye. The blood vessels in the eyes were broken up until the two eyes were bloodshot red. When activating the Blood-Burning skill, he would have only ten to twenty more breaths before the Blood-Burning skill was ineffective.

“Get ready for hell!!! A loud voice shook the entire area.

He now used the King Cobra's Snatch Punch again, but the agility and strength are completely different. Not allowing time for Xueming to move, Yong Sue's fist was already close to his side.

BANG!!!

Crack!

... The clashing sound of flesh shivered throughout the area, followed by the sound of broken bones. Xueming's right arm turned dangling and his face turned pale white, showing his agony. Yet, Xueming continued to clench his teeth, suppressing his scream.

“It's not over yet.” Yong Sue's fledged back fist came forward again with an intent to strike Xueming’s heart and kill him in this battle.

Qing He anticipated the worse and prepared to dash off and help Xueming. But when his gaze met Xueming’s scorching eyes filled with concentration power, he paused his feet.

... This young man got very stable concentration. Even when he slipped up, If I ran to help without his consent, it could be detrimental to himself in the future.

Yong Sue's King Cobra's Snatch Punch became much faster than before and could also flexibly change the direction of the attack. Xueming was therefore not sure that if dodging to the side would help him survive this deadly attack. Where it would or not, he had to take a risk. Hence, Xueming stomped his feet firmly to use them as a foundation before falling on his back and kicking the other foot in the air to ward off Yong Sue's attack.

However, after Yong Sue used the Blood-Burning skill, his agility almost doubled. This made Xueming’s attempt to fall back and escape the attack range fail. Yong Sue’s claws resembling a serpent's mouth flickered past Xueming's chest—making a blood scratch on it—and snatched Xueming’s leather necklace hanging next to the droplet pendant, causing it to fall to the ground.

Pain from deep wounds weakened Xueming’s foot posture used as a foundation. Thus, Xueming was unable to maintain body balance and fell back, hitting the ground so hard that some of the young women watching nearby could not stand it, turning their face away.

Now most bystanders could predict what was about to happen: that Yong Sue wouldn't let go of the golden opportunity and strike a deadly attack. Plus, at this moment, Xueming was lying on the ground with injuries and was always the underdog. It was therefore difficult for him to withstand the final attack posture this time.

"You are still lucky, bastard, because I won't kill you now. Instead, I’ll make you crippled that you can't return to the path of cultivation forever.” As his voice ended, Yong Sue swiftly rushed toward Xueming who had just fallen to the ground.

After falling down, Xueming did not immediately get up, so people understood that he could no longer move to avoid the attack of Yong Sue. But that was not the case. Even Xueming was in pain from his wounds, most of the wounds were not deep into the bone. Perhaps during the battle, the fighters’ blood was pumped vigorously, causing the blood flowing from the edge of the wound to splash much harder than usual. The bystanders at the scene, therefore, mistook it for a serious injury.

However, Xueming did not get up because of some anomalies that abruptly occur in the body. The scorching heat that Xueming had felt before—while the cultivation was progressing from the first level to the second level of the basic Qi—suddenly erupted in Xueming's body. When that heat traveled to any part of the body, the pain from previous wounds would be amazingly mitigated.

Finally, when Xueming tried to concentrate on that scalding heat, it seemed that he could control it. Seeing Xueming lying still, Yong Sue became careless, visibly soaring up with an intent to cut off Xueming's remaining left arm by this attack. Therefore, the only thing Xueming could do was take a risk by amassing his concentration upon his left arm. The scalding heat erupted inside that Xueming could feel the blood in his left arm boiling. Seeing Yong Sue's attack posture clearly, Xueming instantly lifted his left arm and threw off with all the force he had.

Qing He who was standing by hurriedly moved his feet forward. Before he could intervene, the collision immediately occurred. Xueming's fist that was swung after Yong Sue’s burst into the fire quickly and violently. Not in time for Yong Sue’s fist to reach him, his scorching Qi suddenly raced into Yong Sue's body.

BOOM!!! The noise resonated the whole area.

The surrounding bystanders were all dazed, not knowing what just happened. The next thing they knew, Yong Sue’s body bounced off and went adrift like a kite cut off of its thread. Then, he spat up blood all over until becoming unconscious, followed by a man in a fighting robe floating to receive his body so that it did not hit the ground.

Having intended to leap out and help Xueming, Qing He immediately took on a new role. Before he could reach his destination, Yong Sue’s body floated in the direction he was taking. Therefore, he could not help stretching out both hands to receive the unconscious body and put it down on the street.

"Young lad, you won." Qing He said in a loud and clear voice after placing Yong Sue's body on the ground. While carrying Yong Sue's body, he secretly examined Yong Sue's pulse at once, thus enabling him to predict the cause of the injury to some degree and be confident that Yong Sue would not gain consciousness anytime soon.

After Qing He’s voice confirming Xueming's victory ended, the crowd waiting to register made a loud cheering noise, as the young man with inferior power was able to defeat a cultivator who was an outer disciple of the Azure Dragon Academy. They found it unbelievable.

A few seconds later, a young man walked out of the crowd and walked straight to Xueming who was leaning himself up in a half-sitting, half-lying position. The elegant purple robe of the young man made the Purple Jade City residents remember who he was. Moreover, his handsome and charming face with hidden glory caused many young women to make eyes at him. The surrounding situation turned from the crowd’s shouting into gossiping instead.

"Friend, can you get up?" Zi Hui extended a hand to Xueming to pull him up.

"Thank you so much," Xueming smiled. "But I can get up by myself."

Despite being rejected, Zi Hui did not care. "You are less injured than I expected."

Xueming looked at the young man in front of him, he could clearly sense the goodwill. "Ha, I thought I’d get hurt more seriously as well," Xueming replied with a smile before walking straight to pick up his fallen necklace and put it back on his neck. But because the leather strap was already torn, he clenched it in his hand before wrapping it around the wrist instead.

Qing He rushed forward to stand at Zi Hui's side before taking the liberty of grabbing Xueming's shoulder.

"Qing He, don't be rude to my friend," Zi Hui rebuked him in a deep tone.

"My apologies, young master. I was just gonna check this little friend's injury.” Qing He said as he handed a medicine bottle to Zi Hui before making eye contact with him to send a hint.

"If you’re done here, you can go," Zi Hui said in a monotone voice.

Qing He agreed before soaring and disappearing in the blink of an eye, showing his high cultivation power.