Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 335 - 0295: Breakthrough, High-level War Master!

"Still must break through!"

Ye Qingfeng murmured.

Although using a secret technique can temporarily elevate Ye Qingfeng’s realm,

the habitual use of secret techniques to enhance one’s realm

will cause an unstable foundation.

The true realm is the source of power.

With a booming sound,

the spiritual power within Ye Qingfeng circulated.

The bottleneck with only a thin barrier was directly shattered by Ye Qingfeng.

Of course, for Ye Qingfeng, this was not even a bottleneck.

When taking the Blood Transformation Pill,

Ye Qingfeng already showed signs of breaking through,

just suppressed it.

Now, since he wants to defeat Ouyang Qian without using secret techniques,

he must elevate his own realm to that of a High-level War Master.

"Breaking through during battle, kid, are you seeking death?"

Ouyang Qian roared.

Ye Qingfeng, a Martial Artist in the War Master realm,

breaking through in front of him, a War General.

If this isn’t seeking death, what is it? fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

It’s sheer, blatant humiliation.

Is there any method more contemptuous than this?

But how could Ouyang Qian know,

Ye Qingfeng has broken through during battle more than once.

If the martial artists on Earth are cautious and try to find a safe place to break through,

then for Ye Qingfeng,

he has an extremely terrifying control,

controlling his own realm,

letting it be in a state of ready-to-prompt elevation at any time.

This is a method of suppressing oneself and then bursting forth instantly to impact the realm.

Ordinary people can’t do it; the control isn’t strong enough and might be counterproductive.

But how strong is Ye Qingfeng’s will and spiritual power?

For him, breaking through is as simple as eating and drinking.

"Boom!"

A formidable aura burst out.

This is the realm of a High-level War Master.

For Ye Qingfeng,

the realm of a High-level War Master is enough for him to burst out and possess power defeating a Basic-level War Master.

This is the confidence of an Immortal Venerable.

"Kid, do you think breaking through a small realm is enough to contend with a War General Martial Artist?"

"Wishful thinking, between War Master and War General is an insurmountable chasm."

Indeed, Ye Qingfeng’s breakthrough during battle shocked Ouyang Qian tremendously.

But that’s all there is to it.

How could a High-level Warrior possibly face off against a Primary War General?

Throughout the Southern Base, there are rarely such demons.

Obviously, Ouyang Qian doesn’t think Ye Qingfeng is among them.

Boom!

Surging Wave Fist, like a giant wave overturning the sky,

strikes towards Ye Qingfeng.

This strike,

Ouyang Qian wants Ye Qingfeng to become a complete wreck, able only to be manipulated by him.

Mountain Devouring!

Ye Qingfeng gathered strength, his fist like an arrow,

striking with immense force, as heavy as a mountain.

Dong!

The two fists collided.

This time, Ye Qingfeng did not fall behind,

but instead was evenly matched with Ouyang Qian in the Primary War General realm.

The whole person stood still in place,

with an imposing aura of immovability like a mountain.

"A Primary War General is merely so, or perhaps you are just trash..."

Ye Qingfeng withdrew his fist,

calmly stating.

Ouyang Qian stood there with a look of disbelief on his face.

Then, his face turned red.

Ye Qingfeng’s actions and words felt like a fierce slap in the face for him.

This was humiliation, sheer, naked humiliation.

"Kid, you are quite impressive, quite impressive..."

Ouyang Qian, with a head full of white hair, spoke with an unfathomably cold killing intent in his voice.

It was a manifestation of rage, violence, and fierceness combined.

"I will shear off your head!"

Ouyang Qian took out a weapon similar to an alligator scissors from behind him.

The two blades like edges of the scissors bore countless sharp teeth like the jaws of a crocodile,

giving off a terrifyingly sharp feeling.

"Soul-breaking!!"

Ouyang Qian roared.

The alligator scissors gleamed with a blinding light,

an illusion of a crocodile slowly appeared on the alligator scissors.

Although very faint,

it emitted a violent aura of a giant crocodile.

"Kill!"

With Ouyang Qian’s loud shout,

the alligator scissors flew forth,

like a meteor chasing the moon,

furiously boundless, permeating endless killing intent.

The crocodile illusion opened its blood-red mouth, snapping ferociously.

Ye Qingfeng seemed like a fish prey under the jaws of the giant crocodile.

"Flame Fire Fist!"

In the face of Ouyang Qian’s furious strike,

Ye Qingfeng was not the least bit afraid.

He punched out.

The Flame Fist was like a volcano, tearing the heavens and earth,

spewing out.

The surrounding temperature instantly rose.

The plants in the courtyard,

seemed to lose moisture due to the sizzling heat, becoming extremely dry.

Ye Qingfeng’s strike directly hit the spiritual power-transformed crocodile illusion.

But the flames on the fist seemed to be swallowed whole by the crocodile illusion.

"Truly overestimating oneself, even if a War Master has immense spiritual power within, it is qualitatively different from the spiritual power offensive of a War General Martial Artist, which is spiritual power-transformed."

"A bigger egg can’t smash into rocks, how foolish."

Ye Qingfeng’s resistance to this punch made Ouyang Qian sneer continuously.

For Ouyang Qian, how is this any different from an egg smashing against stone?

But Ye Qingfeng’s sneer only made the corners of his mouth curve slightly: "Do you know why the lava erupted from a volcano is so hot?"

At this time, Ye Qingfeng spoke a phrase that left Ouyang Qian puzzled.

"That’s because the depths of a volcano connect with the earth’s core, the real power of a volcano."

Without waiting for Ouyang Qian to respond,

Ye Qingfeng’s voice sounded again.

The core power of the Flame Fire Fist is not just its surface flames,

but Ye Qingfeng’s fists.

"Boom!"

As Ye Qingfeng’s words fell,

he punched directly onto the alligator scissors of Ouyang Qian.

"What, this is a Mid-level Xuan Rank Martial Technique."

As Ye Qingfeng’s fist landed on his alligator scissors, immediately cracks began to appear.

This filled Ouyang Qian’s heart with tumultuous shock like a sea tide.

Knowing that Soul-breaking was something Ouyang Qian spent an enormous effort,

to exchange for a Xuan Rank Low-level Martial Technique.

Combined with his alligator scissors, it’s absolutely seamless.

This was also Ouyang Qian’s trump card.

However, when the full energy of Ye Qingfeng’s fist burst forth,

Ouyang Qian realized that Ye Qingfeng’s martial technique was bursting forth,

completely suppressing his Soul-breaking.

If it weren’t a higher-ranked martial technique,

Ye Qingfeng couldn’t have suppressed Ouyang Qian’s martial technique at a Primary War General level with his High-level War Master realm.

"Even so, I’ll tear you apart with my bare hands."

Ouyang Qian dropped the alligator scissors.

Rushing to tear Ye Qingfeng apart barehanded.

But after Ye Qingfeng’s Flame Fire Fist broke through Ouyang Qian’s offensive,

though spent after one strike,

his micro-level movement technique unfolded.

Ouyang Qian couldn’t respond at all,

before his eyes, only a phantom of Ye Qingfeng remained.

"Ten Steps Sword Kill!"

Suddenly, Ye Qingfeng’s voice, cold as death, echoed beside Ouyang Qian’s ear.

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