Volume Four: Renowned Far and Wide Chapter 134: Pre-tournament Hype for the Martial Arts Grand Assembly (3)

The grand martial arts tournament is set to take place in October, a spectacular event destined to draw countless young talents. This current incident involving Qin Yang serves as a prelude to that gathering, attracting many of the heaven’s chosen. Of course, some have chosen not to appear, opting instead to hoard their strength in preparation for the October eruption.

The crowd roared, reminiscent of a massive concert, while swarms of police arrived to maintain order and prevent large-scale slaughter. These people were all martial artists—powerful and hot-tempered—forcing the Dragon Group to eventually step in.

Song Yu arrived at the scene, surveying the sea of people. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, a flicker of displeasure in her eyes. In her view, these people were merely here to watch the show. Worse, some had come specifically to kill Qin Yang, which only deepened her resentment.

The terrifying sounds of collisions and the cracking of mountain rock hammered against her ears, leaving her heart burning with anxiety. What could she do? What could she do?

Following a violent collision, Qin Yang stumbled backward, his hands trembling. He stared at the Butcher, his eyes filled with shock. Damn, he really was strong.

The Butcher grinned, his eyes gleaming with intense killing intent. "The fun has only just begun. Try a taste of my Path of Slaughter: Disembowelment."

He spun his butcher's knife, slashing it through the air with a swift, rhythmic motion. The intent of slaughter rippled through the void, accompanying the blade as it lunged toward Qin Yang. The strike was ferocious; because the knife was short and maneuverable, its speed was blinding. Facing this onslaught, Qin Yang could only retreat, but the Butcher chased him like a phantom, possessing the relentless momentum of a man sharpening his blade for the kill.

Qin Yang felt a surge of indignation. *The hell? You give an inch and they take a mile, don't they? Damn it!*

He channeled the Immortal Slaughter Art, his internal energy surging wildly. His eyes burned with killing intent; even this brief exchange had deepened his comprehension of the Slaughter Intent. He projected his Yin-Yang Domain, which felt as if it were supporting an entire world at his back. His goal was to integrate every path he had mastered into this domain, allowing it to grow robustly into a towering tree.

With a flash of sharpness in his eyes, he struck back. Empowered by his Mad Demon Intent, his strength surged. Slash after slash, continuous and relentless, he rained down blows. His speed was so great that he was a blur to the onlookers. The Butcher’s expression turned solemn; a serious Qin Yang was truly terrifying. To the Butcher’s surprise, three strikes were all it took for Qin Yang to shatter his "Disembowelment" technique.

"Whoa—!" The crowd below gasped at the display of Qin Yang’s might.

"Damn, Qin Yang of Beihai is really going all out!"

"I thought he was going to be suppressed, but I underestimated him. He’s truly powerful."

"The Butcher is strong, but Qin Yang is stronger. I saw his duel against the White-Clad Sword Saint; the aura was monumental, the battle intent piercing the heavens. It was far more intense than this."

"No wonder they said he was injured. If he’s this strong while wounded, imagine how terrifying he would be at full strength!"

Everyone discussed the fight excitedly, stunned by Qin Yang’s fierce combat prowess. Some were seeing him fight for the first time and were eager to gauge his true capabilities.

Qin Yang unleashed the Thunder Blade Sutra, filling the sky with crackling lightning, his eyes filled with killing intent. With a thunderous roar, he gripped the Starfall Blade with both hands and slashed out with savage force.

The world went black for a moment, and violent purple light danced in the air like a dragon, appearing incredibly fierce. This was the pressure of a true powerhouse. Everyone felt the weight of it, the common folk feeling a tightness in their chests, while the martial artists felt as if they were standing before a king. It was suffocating.

*Boom!* The strike finally landed, shattering the oppressive atmosphere. The Butcher was sent flying. Qin Yang executed the Nine Steps to Shatter the Heavens, vanishing from his spot, and thrust the Starfall Blade upward toward his opponent.

*Thump-thump!* Everyone stared at them, breathless. The duel had reached a critical juncture; no one knew if the Butcher could withstand this strike, for Qin Yang was simply too formidable. Their hearts were tethered to the blade.

The Butcher sneered, pushing off the ground with a powerful leap, his own blade swinging out. "The River Flows, the Setting Sun is Round."

An arc carved through the air, the blade light condensing as if obeying the command of a monarch. Internal energy poured into it, his killing intent chilling. The Slaughter Domain surged forward like a golden-devouring beast. Qin Yang’s response was equally powerful; his blade light transformed into a warrior, holding a shield in the left hand and a blade in the right, slashing forward with fury.

*Pfft!* During the collision, Qin Yang vomited blood, his face turning deathly pale. It was the first time he had been forced to bleed. The Butcher didn't fare much better; his arm trembled, and blood leaked from the corner of his mouth. He looked up at the sky, his killing intent deepening.

Qin Yang scanned the surroundings, sensing nothing amiss, and frowned. The Butcher was a formidable foe; with his current strength, killing him was impossible.

The Butcher, his expression shifting, recovered his composure, channeled his energy to stabilize his internal breath, and looked at Qin Yang coldly. "I have one final move. If you can withstand it, I will leave."

Qin Yang paused. "Is someone holding something over you? Tell me, perhaps I can help."

"Survive this move first, then we’ll talk."

The Butcher clearly didn't trust him. The item he needed was too precious. He poured his energy into his butcher's knife, and a terrifying aura of slaughter filled the air once more. An endless sea of blood rolled forth, filled with wailing sounds and floating skeletons. Gradually, the sea of blood faded, leaving only a field of bleached bones.

A terrifying, malevolent energy condensed until it felt tangible. The temperature plummeted, making everyone shiver as they stared at the Butcher in horror. It was too terrifying.

And it wasn't over. As the Butcher grew paler, pouring more energy into his technique, the bones began to rattle and rise, fusing together. A colossal skeleton warrior, over a hundred meters tall, took shape, wielding a bone blade similar to the butcher's knife.

"Damn, that’s the Butcher’s signature technique—the Bone Warrior!"

"He’s staking everything on this."

"Indeed. I haven't seen him use this in ten years. I never thought I’d encounter it again."

"Ten years ago, he killed a master of the early Profound Realm with this. He’s even more terrifying now. I wonder if Qin Yang can handle it."

Ye Mei'er and Zhang Mengqi, protected by Wang Kun and the others, watched the massive warrior. There was no fear in their eyes, only deep concern.

"Don't worry. Qin Yang isn't so easily defeated," the Enchantress said, appearing beside them. Her voice was calm, though her heart was far from it. The Butcher was a legendary figure; his techniques and skill were beyond the reach of ordinary men. She glanced into the distance at a beautiful, graceful figure, her brows knitting as she noticed the woman's longing gaze. *Don't tell me this is another debt of love Qin Yang has left behind?*

Qin Yang projected his Yin-Yang Domain again, forcibly merging the Mad Demon, Heavenly Demon, and Slaughter intents into it. The domain expanded, instantly enveloping the Butcher. His Silver Fox blades scattered into the air, forming the Thousand-Leaf Blade Array. With a single thought, he could unleash a lethal strike.

"Time for some real madness."

He held nothing back, a happy smile gracing his lips. He pushed the Immortal Slaughter Art to its limit, drawing in the essence of heaven and earth. The terrifying pressure continued to build, and countless blades condensed in the air, locked onto the Butcher.

"Let's begin!"

He hurled his Yin-Yang Domain at the Butcher like an independent world. All his power converged in that moment. The Butcher roared, his face deathly pale, and commanded his Bone Warrior to charge.

Qin Yang’s blade slashed down. Supported by the Yin-Yang Domain, which provided him with immense defense, the strike changed the color of the world. The earth cracked for miles, and mountains hundreds of meters away were sliced in half by the terrifying blade aura.

*Hiss!* Everyone gasped. Could one really be this strong?

Song Yu watched the man performing such miracles, her eyes curving into crescent moons. A happy smile touched her lips. She had come specifically to see him; even if he never knew she was there, she was satisfied just knowing he was safe.

*Boom! Boom! Boom!* The sky seemed to collapse. The Bone Warrior’s blade struck, causing cracks to spiderweb across the Yin-Yang Domain. The cracks grew wider, but he held on. Blood spurted from his lips as he grinned. "I took your move. Now it's my turn!"

The Thousand-Leaf Blade Array erupted, countless blades dancing through the air, slashing frantically at the Bone Warrior. At the same time, the final move of the Thunder Blade Sutra burst forth.

"This strike decides the winner."

"The final move of the Thunder Blade Sutra: Slash!"

"Slash!"

His voice sounded like a peal of rolling thunder, echoing in the hearts of everyone present, making their very souls tremble.