The God of War Challenging Heaven

Proofread by Peter Gong

The competition between them immediately catches the attention of all the people around the arena. Even Yang Shiqi is not an exception. Her charming eyes look at the two people in the arena.

The conflict between Chang Jingxue and Qin Yi, she notices a little, and Fu Yu just had a fight with Qin Yi yesterday. Qin Yi seems to be a little better.

"Qin Yi and Fu Yu should be of similar strength. If Chang Jingxue defeats Fu Yu easily, it means that Chang Jingxue is better than Qin Yi. Then Qin Yi will be beaten up..."

Yang Shiqi thinks secretly while there is a bit worry in her mind.

"I’m Fu Yu, please give me more comments."

Fu Yu shows a great composure. And just as yesterday, he still has an unsurpassed temperament and no flaw could be detected.

"Fu Yu..."

Chang Jingxue looks at Fu Yu with pride and shakes his head lightly, "I remember fighting with you half a year ago. At that time, you couldn't beat me. Now, you still can't beat me. Give in."

Fu Yu is a little embarrassed. As the former No 1 outer disciple, Chang Jingxue says such words to him, which is undoubtedly an insult to him.

"Senior fellow apprentice Chang, I still want to fight against your Half-moon Machete." Fu Yu grits his teeth, but he doesn’t lose his temper. He says quietly.

"You are very stubborn, but it's useless. Nowadays, there's nothing better than strength."

Chang Jingxue smiles and glances at Qin Yi. It seems that he is talking to Qin Yi.

Crash!

Suddenly, Chang Jingxue pulls out a Half-moon Machete from his waist, "OK, since you want to fight against my Half-moon Machete, I will help you."

"The Thirteen Moves of the Separation of the Sky - the First Move!"

Chang Jingxue suddenly holds the machete with both hands and splits it towards Fu Yu. There is a sharp blade light on the edge of the machete, which is eleven feet long.

The whole arena is immediately filled with murderous intent with the cutting of the machete.

Fu Yu is famous for his defense, and his figure is impeccable. However, the machetes from Chang Jingxue shake him out.

"It's really strong!" 

All the disciples who watch the battle are startled.

He shakes Fu Yu out with one stroke, which enables him to be the key training disciple of the Lingyumen.

However, Fu Yu is also good. Before he falls to the ground, his body suddenly takes a strange angle and rushes back at a high speed. His fists hit Chang Jingxue's chest hard.

"The Eight Moves of Sky Snare - the First Move!"

Fu Yu's fists are fierce. There is an air flow around those fists, which is extremely powerful. Fu Yu's figure is like a tiger, which suddenly blows to Changjing Snow's chest.

"You're strong, but it’s useless to fight against me!"

Chang Jingxue laughs ironically. When Fu Yu's fists are about to hit his chest, his figure quickly backs away. The Half-moon Machete in his hand suddenly splits towards Fu Yu's neck.

It's really weird and cruel!

Under the arena, there is a sudden exclamation.

"The Eight Moves of Sky Snare - the Second Move!"

However, Fu Yu is as stable as Mount Tai with his hands as strong as steel. He smashes the machete.

"Bang!"

The fist and knife collide, making a dull sound and shaking people’s eardrum.

At the moment of the battle, Chang Jingxue swings and takes a quick step back. He suddenly jumps up and crosses Fu Yu's head, while he chops to Fu Yu with the Half-moon Machete in his hand.

Fu Yu's Qi is so strong that he can't be beaten. He raises his hand and blows away the machete.

"Bang bang bang bang......"

As time goes on, Chang enters the high competitive stage between Chang Jingxue and Fu Yu.

Chang Jingxue's figure is faster and faster, and the air flow around him is surging. There are countless Half-moon Machetes, crisscross and crisscross, covering Fu Yu all the time.

However, Fu Yu is not anxious or impetuous, breathing steadily, and dissolves the impenetrable attack of Chang Jingxue one by one.

It's because of his overwhelming defense that he dares to fight with the endless The Thirteen Moves of the Separation of the Sky. If he were a general disciple, he would be seriously injured and fall to the ground.

"Fu Yu has a solid foundation. He is impeccable in both attack and defense. If Chang Jingxue can't defeat him in five minutes, the result will be hard to predict."

Looking at the battle on the arena, Guo Wuchen says.

Chang Fengyang, standing beside Guo Wuchen, takes a scornful smile, "Five minutes? It's too long. Fu Yu will be defeated soon. I know a little about my son’s Half-moon Machete. "

"Is it?"

All the elders of Lingyumen look at Chang Fengyang in surprise.

As expected, immediately, the situation in the arena changes dramatically.

"Break!"

Chang Jingxue suddenly yells, and he chops with the Half-moon Machete in his hand. The beautiful Half-moon Machete even gives an illusion to people in a moment, which seems to be the only one in the world!

"Crash!"

The blade light of the machete breaks away. Fu Yu snorts, and his face turns pale. There is a long bloody wound on his chest.

Fu Yu's breath has been cultivated to perfection, like a wall of iron. But it is easily broken by Chang Jingxue at this moment.

"The top level of The Thirteen Moves of the Separation of the Sky!"

All the elders of Lingyumen who watch the battle in the distance are startled.

It's unbelievable to cultivate such advanced martial arts as The Thirteen Moves of the Separation of the Sky to the top!

Chang Fengyang, Chang Jingxue's father, feels a bit of pride when he looks at the surprised elders of Lingyumen.

"As I said that you can’t beat me, you just don't believe it."

Chang Jingxue shakes her head at Fu Yu and smiles proudly.

The best outer disciple of the past is defeated by the opponent who even isn’t all-out.

Fu Yu is a little gloomy, and he leaves the arena silently.

Under the arena, there is a sound of regret and surprise. Chang Jingxue is worthy of being the key training disciple of the Lingyumen. He is so powerful that he shocks everyone.

Yang Shiqi frowns and worries about Qi Yi because the strength of Chang Jingxue is beyond her expectation. With his narrow-mindedness, Qin Yi will suffer a crushing defeat.

"The battle with Fu Yu just now is just a warm-up match. The next one is my key event today."

Chang Jingxue stands proudly on the arena, enjoying the shock and admiration of the disciples. He smiles with calmness and ease.

Suddenly, he turns around and points the Half-moon Machete at Qin Yi under the arena, "Qin Yi, don't you see that I have been waiting for you for a long time?"

"Er..."

Chang Jingxue's action makes all the disciples under the arena surprised. He even ignores the arrangement of the competition and directly challenges Qin Yi.

Qin Yi doesn't expect that Chang Jingxue would suddenly challenge him. For a while, he is stunned.

"Emmm..."

Guo Wuchen, as the chief referee, is also stunned.

He stands up and wants to scold Chang Jingxue for his behavior, but he is held back by Chang Fengyang to sit down on the chair. Chang Fengyang says with a smile, "Elder Guo, Jingxue just saw Qin Yi's performance was too amazing yesterday. He wants to fight with him during the competition. There is a competition anyway. Why not replace Xueer's opponent in the next round with Qin Yi?"

Guo Wuchen thinks about it and he couldn't think of a reason to refute it.

In fact, the most important thing is that he also wants to know whether Qin Yi, whom he has always thought highly of, is stronger than Chang Jingxue.

"As it is, the next competition will be between Qin Yi and Chang Jingxue."

Guo Wuchen announces.

"Qin Yi!" "Qin Yi!"

Qin Yi's amazing performance enhances his popularity to the top. All the people around immediately shout loudly.

"Qin Yi, it's a temporary competition. You can reject it."

Yang Shiqi goes up to Qin Yi with some worries.

Senior sister apprentice Yang, she has no confidence in me!

Qin Yi has no choice but to smile and says nothing more, clapping Yang Shiqi's shoulder.

He is very clear that there will be a battle between himself and Chang Jingxue sooner or later. Then, he doesn't hesitate to rush to the arena.

Proofread by Peter Gong

The competition between them immediately catches the attention of all the people around the arena. Even Yang Shiqi is not an exception. Her charming eyes look at the two people in the arena.

The conflict between Chang Jingxue and Qin Yi, she notices a little, and Fu Yu just had a fight with Qin Yi yesterday. Qin Yi seems to be a little better.

"Qin Yi and Fu Yu should be of similar strength. If Chang Jingxue defeats Fu Yu easily, it means that Chang Jingxue is better than Qin Yi. Then Qin Yi will be beaten up..."

Yang Shiqi thinks secretly while there is a bit worry in her mind.

"I’m Fu Yu, please give me more comments."

Fu Yu shows a great composure. And just as yesterday, he still has an unsurpassed temperament and no flaw could be detected.

"Fu Yu..."

Chang Jingxue looks at Fu Yu with pride and shakes his head lightly, "I remember fighting with you half a year ago. At that time, you couldn't beat me. Now, you still can't beat me. Give in."

Fu Yu is a little embarrassed. As the former No 1 outer disciple, Chang Jingxue says such words to him, which is undoubtedly an insult to him.

"Senior fellow apprentice Chang, I still want to fight against your Half-moon Machete." Fu Yu grits his teeth, but he doesn’t lose his temper. He says quietly.

"You are very stubborn, but it's useless. Nowadays, there's nothing better than strength."

Chang Jingxue smiles and glances at Qin Yi. It seems that he is talking to Qin Yi.

Crash!

Suddenly, Chang Jingxue pulls out a Half-moon Machete from his waist, "OK, since you want to fight against my Half-moon Machete, I will help you."

"The Thirteen Moves of the Separation of the Sky - the First Move!"

Chang Jingxue suddenly holds the machete with both hands and splits it towards Fu Yu. There is a sharp blade light on the edge of the machete, which is eleven feet long.

The whole arena is immediately filled with murderous intent with the cutting of the machete.

Fu Yu is famous for his defense, and his figure is impeccable. However, the machetes from Chang Jingxue shake him out.

"It's really strong!" 

All the disciples who watch the battle are startled.

He shakes Fu Yu out with one stroke, which enables him to be the key training disciple of the Lingyumen.

However, Fu Yu is also good. Before he falls to the ground, his body suddenly takes a strange angle and rushes back at a high speed. His fists hit Chang Jingxue's chest hard.

"The Eight Moves of Sky Snare - the First Move!"

Fu Yu's fists are fierce. There is an air flow around those fists, which is extremely powerful. Fu Yu's figure is like a tiger, which suddenly blows to Changjing Snow's chest.

"You're strong, but it’s useless to fight against me!"

Chang Jingxue laughs ironically. When Fu Yu's fists are about to hit his chest, his figure quickly backs away. The Half-moon Machete in his hand suddenly splits towards Fu Yu's neck.

It's really weird and cruel!

Under the arena, there is a sudden exclamation.

"The Eight Moves of Sky Snare - the Second Move!"

However, Fu Yu is as stable as Mount Tai with his hands as strong as steel. He smashes the machete.

"Bang!"

The fist and knife collide, making a dull sound and shaking people’s eardrum.

At the moment of the battle, Chang Jingxue swings and takes a quick step back. He suddenly jumps up and crosses Fu Yu's head, while he chops to Fu Yu with the Half-moon Machete in his hand.

Fu Yu's Qi is so strong that he can't be beaten. He raises his hand and blows away the machete.

"Bang bang bang bang......"

As time goes on, Chang enters the high competitive stage between Chang Jingxue and Fu Yu.

Chang Jingxue's figure is faster and faster, and the air flow around him is surging. There are countless Half-moon Machetes, crisscross and crisscross, covering Fu Yu all the time.

However, Fu Yu is not anxious or impetuous, breathing steadily, and dissolves the impenetrable attack of Chang Jingxue one by one.

It's because of his overwhelming defense that he dares to fight with the endless The Thirteen Moves of the Separation of the Sky. If he were a general disciple, he would be seriously injured and fall to the ground.

"Fu Yu has a solid foundation. He is impeccable in both attack and defense. If Chang Jingxue can't defeat him in five minutes, the result will be hard to predict."

Looking at the battle on the arena, Guo Wuchen says.

Chang Fengyang, standing beside Guo Wuchen, takes a scornful smile, "Five minutes? It's too long. Fu Yu will be defeated soon. I know a little about my son’s Half-moon Machete. "

"Is it?"

All the elders of Lingyumen look at Chang Fengyang in surprise.

As expected, immediately, the situation in the arena changes dramatically.

"Break!"

Chang Jingxue suddenly yells, and he chops with the Half-moon Machete in his hand. The beautiful Half-moon Machete even gives an illusion to people in a moment, which seems to be the only one in the world!

"Crash!"

The blade light of the machete breaks away. Fu Yu snorts, and his face turns pale. There is a long bloody wound on his chest.

Fu Yu's breath has been cultivated to perfection, like a wall of iron. But it is easily broken by Chang Jingxue at this moment.

"The top level of The Thirteen Moves of the Separation of the Sky!"

All the elders of Lingyumen who watch the battle in the distance are startled.

It's unbelievable to cultivate such advanced martial arts as The Thirteen Moves of the Separation of the Sky to the top!

Chang Fengyang, Chang Jingxue's father, feels a bit of pride when he looks at the surprised elders of Lingyumen.

"As I said that you can’t beat me, you just don't believe it."

Chang Jingxue shakes her head at Fu Yu and smiles proudly.

The best outer disciple of the past is defeated by the opponent who even isn’t all-out.

Fu Yu is a little gloomy, and he leaves the arena silently.

Under the arena, there is a sound of regret and surprise. Chang Jingxue is worthy of being the key training disciple of the Lingyumen. He is so powerful that he shocks everyone.

Yang Shiqi frowns and worries about Qi Yi because the strength of Chang Jingxue is beyond her expectation. With his narrow-mindedness, Qin Yi will suffer a crushing defeat.

"The battle with Fu Yu just now is just a warm-up match. The next one is my key event today."

Chang Jingxue stands proudly on the arena, enjoying the shock and admiration of the disciples. He smiles with calmness and ease.

Suddenly, he turns around and points the Half-moon Machete at Qin Yi under the arena, "Qin Yi, don't you see that I have been waiting for you for a long time?"

"Er..."

Chang Jingxue's action makes all the disciples under the arena surprised. He even ignores the arrangement of the competition and directly challenges Qin Yi.

Qin Yi doesn't expect that Chang Jingxue would suddenly challenge him. For a while, he is stunned.

"Emmm..."

Guo Wuchen, as the chief referee, is also stunned.

He stands up and wants to scold Chang Jingxue for his behavior, but he is held back by Chang Fengyang to sit down on the chair. Chang Fengyang says with a smile, "Elder Guo, Jingxue just saw Qin Yi's performance was too amazing yesterday. He wants to fight with him during the competition. There is a competition anyway. Why not replace Xueer's opponent in the next round with Qin Yi?"

Guo Wuchen thinks about it and he couldn't think of a reason to refute it.

In fact, the most important thing is that he also wants to know whether Qin Yi, whom he has always thought highly of, is stronger than Chang Jingxue.

"As it is, the next competition will be between Qin Yi and Chang Jingxue."

Guo Wuchen announces.

"Qin Yi!" "Qin Yi!"

Qin Yi's amazing performance enhances his popularity to the top. All the people around immediately shout loudly.

"Qin Yi, it's a temporary competition. You can reject it."

Yang Shiqi goes up to Qin Yi with some worries.

Senior sister apprentice Yang, she has no confidence in me!

Qin Yi has no choice but to smile and says nothing more, clapping Yang Shiqi's shoulder.

He is very clear that there will be a battle between himself and Chang Jingxue sooner or later. Then, he doesn't hesitate to rush to the arena.