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Members of noble families all possess secret techniques, and the Weichi Clan, being a millennia-old bloodline family, naturally possesses such techniques as well. The fame of these techniques is so considerable that most of them are known throughout the world.

Yet, despite being known to the world, they continue to hold a fearsome reputation, standing tall for a thousand years without falling. This indicates that their secret techniques are especially formidable, that even when exposed, they have remained dominant on battlefields for a millennium!

Xuu Hu had heard about this a long time ago, but back then, with his status, he wasn’t even qualified to glance at it, because whenever a Military General deployed such secret techniques, it was a sign of a desperate battle with the enemy’s command.

There were few who could force Weichi Peng into such a desperate situation, and during such top-tier combat, there would be a great number of Personal Soldiers protecting the scene.

As a commoner’s son like him, entering the battlefield meant being relegated to some peripheral corner, performing the duties of militia, without the right to even approach the core battlefield. ...

Now... he actually had the opportunity to force the Weichi Clan’s once-in-a-millennium prodigy to use the Eight Directions Blood Blade!!

Xuu Hu flexed his muscles and was trembling with excitement, his emotions so exhilarating that his fighting spirit soared, and deep down in his heart, there was a touch of sentimentality....

What was once a domain beyond his yearning gaze, was now a place he could step into himself, to duel against one of the current first-class masters, the naive dream he had entertained as a child.

Meeting his lord had been the luckiest event of his life!

Boom!

Without any warning, an energy far surpassing the previous one burst forth from Weichi Peng.

His skin turned as red as if it had been scorched, the exaggerated flow of qi and blood even caused blood to seep uncontrollably from his pores, and a gigantic phantom, fuelled by Weichi Peng’s surging blood energy, appeared behind him, emitting an ancient and terrifying aura!

Xuu Hu squinted his eyes, feeling the fierceness and violence of that aura. It was the aura of demons, powerful enough to make countless creatures submit without hesitation, the breath of the most terrifying entities at the top of the food chain!

He had felt this aura from the Ancient Worm, but in terms of the primitive oppressiveness, Weichi Peng’s ancient bloodline was a thousand times more ferocious than the Ancient Worms!

His lord had told him that any ancient demon that could sustain a thousand-year family with but a drop of its diluted blood was undoubtedly one of the most terrifying entities that once roamed this world.

If such a creature still existed, the fate of the Human Race would be even more miserable than that of ants!

But his lord had said that such entities might appear not too far in the future, and before that happened, we had to grow strong enough to stand with all of humanity against those returning ancients, or at the very least... to survive!

The vision of his master was something he could have never conceived before he encountered this new world, but Xuu Hu never doubted his master’s words, for his master had already shown him enough miracles.

Now in Jiangnan, everyone lives a life fit for humans, and everyone has the opportunity to step into lives that once were only possible for those born with special bloodlines.

The miracles created by his master, in his view, were unmatched by anyone else; therefore, he believed his master’s words a thousandfold, ten thousandfold!

That’s why he knew he could not lose this battle!

If he couldn’t even defeat a mere drop of a demon’s bloodline, how would he face the demons of the future!!

Xuu Hu steadied his breath, facing that towering and terrifying aura, he forcibly calmed his mind. The hot blood of a warrior surged through his body, a determination fueled by the faith of thousands of believers boiling in his blood.

He, Xuu Hu, was one of the Four Warriors of Wind, Thunder, Earth, Fire, and, as his master had said, he was one of the strongest pillars for the Human Race to face the ancients in the future. He would not fear, not even a remnant shadow produced by a drop of demon’s blood!

Boom!

Another explosive sound enveloped Xuu Hu with soaring energy. Unlike Weichi Peng, Xuu Hu’s broad meridians circulated with pure energy, mighty yet serene and balanced, devoid of the wild and brutal aura of his opponent!

Weichi Peng, on the other side, was slightly taken aback....

Ever since he stepped into the Super First Rank, he had only used the secret technique Blood Blade Eight Directions twice, once was when facing the famed general of the Ancient Northern Yan Country, Wan Yanlie, and the other time, it was during his youthful encounter with Murong Yunji.

The Weichi Clan carries the bloodline of the ancient Celestial Roc, and once aroused, its ferocious aura could even ensnare their own lieutenants who had followed them for many years in its shadow.

Every time they deployed their secret technique, members of the Weichi Clan had to avoid their own people as much as possible, for this ancient malevolent aura recognized no friend or foe!

Even during his youth, the malevolent aura he unleashed when deploying his secret technique was nearly enough to cause the top fighter of the time, Murong Yunji, to slip up.

If she hadn’t been decisive enough, quick enough, and ruthless enough in her attack, Weichi Peng was certain that within half a moment more, he could have taken the head of the Wind King!

For the Celestial Roc bloodline held sway over Murong Yunji’s Celestial Wolf bloodline.

What was the origin of this man before him? How could he be so unruffled in the face of the matured secret technique he had deployed?

When Wan Yanlie faced him back then, although he could barely hold on, he wasn’t as composed.

He could feel that the aura of the man opposite him was like an unseen mountain peak. No matter how high he, the Celestial Roc, soared, he could not cross over its range. That profound calmness was nowhere near as potent as his own impact, yet it gave him an overwhelmingly suffocating sensation!

For the first time... Weichi Peng had a moment where he wasn’t entirely sure of himself.

For the first time... he actually hesitated.

But that feeling was fleeting; the pride of the Celestial Roc Bloodline that flowed in his veins, the blood of rulers that looked down upon the world, wouldn’t allow any doubts to take hold!

So... without any hesitation, Weichi Peng made his move!

Perhaps he hadn’t even noticed himself, this was the first time he initiated an attack after activating his secret technique.

In the past, when he had activated his secret technique twice, it was always the opponent who couldn’t help but strike first, because they knew well that if they allowed his momentum to grow, they wouldn’t stand a chance!

But this time, he couldn’t help himself...

This time, it wasn’t with bare hands; Weichi Peng drew the twin blades from his waist. Many people thought he was a reckless warrior on the battlefield, but few knew that his skill was nearly invincible among his peers—his true proficiency was with short-edged weapons!

The reason few knew of this was because after becoming famous, he never had the chance to draw his twin blades; most of his opponents could be easily overpowered with brute force alone.

In the Capital City, the only one who could spar with him was the legitimate son of the Hong Family, but even he could only match Weichi Peng in brute strength.

Weichi Peng could fight with just brute strength and still make it a close match, but if he used his skills, the other party couldn’t even last three moves, making it even less interesting.

Weichi Peng couldn’t remember how many years it had been since he had to use his twin blades in combat, but he insisted on keeping them well-maintained every day, believing that one day he would meet an opponent worthy of drawing them.

He just didn’t expect it to be so soon...

"Well done!" Xuu Hu grinned excitedly. The opponent’s secret technique was activated, and his speed was incredibly fast—so fast that the eyes could hardly keep up, and the angles of attack with those twin blades posed an enormous threat even to someone who had honed his martial skills for years!

Energy coursed through his hands, a set of fighting spirit transformed the Tiger Fists technique onto his robust fists. Relying on his combat instincts, he reached towards a particularly tricky angle on the left!

Weichi Peng’s eyes lit up, not clashing with the opponent’s Tiger Fists head-on, but with a delicate maneuver, he parried the opponent’s attempt to grasp his blades and struck directly under the armpit!

But the big man named Xuu Hu was surprisingly agile; using the force of his parried arm, he deftly moved his large body to the flank, quickly closed the distance, and his hands, now equipped with Tiger Fists, reached directly for Weichi Peng’s elbow joint!

Xuu Hu attacked fast, but Weichi Peng retreated even faster. Just as he had charged like thunder, he now swooped in again, agilely stopping his momentum in an instant, retreating quickly out of the opponent’s grasp, once again parrying the iron fists with his twin blades.

In that moment, both understood that the other was not just a fierce warrior known for powerful blows, but also a peer with equally profound skills!

However, Xuu Hu was not surprised. He had known many years ago that this fellow in front of him was not solely reliant on his bloodline; even in his youth, he had placed great emphasis on skill, even willing to consult a common man like himself for advice.

With such a passion for martial arts, how could he possibly be a waste who relied only on his bloodline?

On the contrary, Weichi Peng was extremely surprised; the opponent’s strength was definitely of a top-tier family level, but to think his techniques could be so exquisite.

Among the bloodline descendants he knew, most were more dependent on the talents and strength of their bloodlines.

Those willing to diligently refine their skills were one in a hundred!

Truly an opponent worthy of battle!

Weichi Peng roared in excitement, casting aside all concerns.

With the secret technique fuelling him and his bloodline fully activated, he transformed into a phantom that distorted space as he charged forward.

At this point, he could not worry about whether he might kill this worthy opponent on the spot, because with such an adversary, if he didn’t use his full strength, it might be him who’d die today!

Xuu Hu responded with an excited cry, throwing himself into the fight wholeheartedly. Ever since becoming a combat deity, it was the first time he had met someone who could potentially take his life. But it was precisely this edge of life and death that made battling the ultimate pleasure!

In this moment, both had no other thoughts in their minds, their eyes only on each other, not considering the consequences any longer, and not thinking about what losing might lead to. Because neither had any energy to spare for such thoughts.

The clash of blades and shadows of fists turned into a storm, wreaking havoc all around, drawing even the young warriors at the edges of the battlefield.

More and more soldiers looked this way. No one could see clearly the speed of the two fighters, but more and more soldiers were nonetheless drawn in. A collision of such powers, such a splendid fight, was something many might miss and never have the chance to see again in their lifetimes.

Even Weichi Feihu’s battle paused briefly as they turned to watch this climactic duel!

For a moment, both sides held their breath. In this instant, Weichi Honglie believed the words of Fei Hu from before. Although he still had absolute confidence in Weichi Peng, he couldn’t help but feel apprehensive!

That man named Xuu Hu did indeed have the capability to fight Weichi Peng to the death!!