Chapter 161: Fierce Battle Against a True Martial Realm Expert! (Part 2)-Leveling Up Infinitely in a Fantasy World(The Invincible Emperor)

"Die!"

Qin Feng's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he let out a low roar. Channeling all the strength within his body directly into the Asura's Halberd, he brought the weapon down with crushing force.

He and the Heavenly Cloud Dynasty had already reached a point of irreconcilable enmity; how could he possibly show mercy?

Even if his opponent was a True Martial Realm expert, it was not entirely impossible for him to put up a fight!

"No!"

"Qin Feng, you will die a horrific death!"

Just as Yun Jiuchong and Yun Baotao's hearts had surged with a glimmer of extreme hope, they were suddenly forced to face such a devastating assault.

Having already sustained heavy injuries, their internal Qi was in complete disarray, and their meridians were fractured. Facing this ferocious strike now, death was certain.

They let out desperate, resentful cries of agony, mingled with venomous curses.

"Boom!"

Qin Feng's blow crashed down relentlessly, striking directly at the weapons raised by Yun Jiuchong and Yun Baotao in defense.

"Clang!"

The muscles in the arms of Yun Jiuchong and Yun Baotao burst open, and the weapons flew from their hands.

"Boom!"

Without losing an ounce of momentum, the savage, fierce, and violent power of the Asura's Halberd slammed into their protective astral Qi barriers.

In front of the halberd, their defensive barriers proved utterly fragile, shattering instantly.

The halberd then slammed mercilessly into their physical bodies.

"Boom!"

Already riddled with severe wounds, the bodies of Yun Jiuchong and Yun Baotao could not withstand the devastating impact and instantly disintegrated into pieces.

"Apologies, I couldn't hold back my strength in time!"

Standing proudly with the Asura's Halberd in hand, Qin Feng cast a calm glance toward the hurriedly approaching Yun Wanhao and spoke in a clear voice.

"Gasp."

"Is he provoking Elder Yun?"

"Elder Wanhao is a supreme expert of the True Martial Realm; how could he dare?"

Chen Hao, Zhou Dong, Shen Qianjun, Tie Lei, and the other martial cultivators stared at Qin Feng with looks of absolute shock and disbelief, unable to process what they were witnessing. How dared he?

"Junior, you are courting death!"

"I will dismantle you piece by piece and subject you to unimaginable torture."

Casting his gaze downward, Yun Wanhao's eyes fell upon the corpses of the talented martial cultivators from the Yun family. These were the future hope of the clan, yet now, everything was gone.

Consumed by raging fury and monstrous killing intent, his gaze—cold, frigid, and venomous—fixed entirely on Qin Feng.

"If you want to kill me, you are far from qualified!"

Qin Feng smiled with utter contempt, radiating absolute confidence as he spoke loudly.

Fixing his piercing gaze on Yun Wanhao, he gently tapped the plus sign hovering in his right-eye's field of vision, bringing up his personal interface.

Against a supreme expert of the True Martial Realm, his current strength was far from sufficient. He needed to allocate points—he needed to push his limits to the absolute maximum.

Name: Qin Feng

Realm: Late Qi Martial Realm

Strength: 1,510 soaring serpents' might (+1) (+10) (+100) (+10,000)

"The True Martial Realm commands formidable power. My only option is to max out my attributes and fight him to the death!"

Gazing at the personal interface, Qin Feng took a deep breath and rapidly tapped the "+10" button.

+10

......

As Qin Feng tapped frantically, beads of cold sweat soon broke out across his forehead. The physical pain intensified to the point where his skin and muscles began to tear.

Faint lacerations formed across his physique, though the terrifying regenerative power of his body healed them almost instantly.

+10

......

Continuing to tap the "+10" button, Qin Feng felt the moment his physical body truly reached its absolute threshold. He immediately stopped tapping and checked his personal interface once more.

Name: Qin Feng

Realm: Late Qi Martial Realm

Strength: 2,000 soaring serpents' might (+1) (+10) (+100) (+10,000)

"Two thousand soaring serpents' might!"

"When I unleash the divine ability, Great Sun Holy War Art, my strength will surge to four thousand soaring serpents' might. Surpassing the early True Martial Realm, I should be entirely capable of fighting a True Martial Realm expert!"

Muttering to himself, Qin Feng calculated the numbers in his heart.

"You dare ignore me!"

"Die!"

Seeing that Qin Feng's attention was entirely diverted away from him, effectively leaving him standing awkwardly to the side, Yun Wanhao let out a furious roar.

"Clang!"

Bursting forth with terrifying speed, Yun Wanhao transformed his body into a series of afterimages, wielding his sharp sword in a rapid onslaught against Qin Feng.

"Divine Ability: Great Sun Holy War Art!"

With a fierce roar from Qin Feng, the true Qi within his body surged rapidly into the divine ability rune, activating it and transforming it into a full-fledged technique.

The divine ability rune blazed with brilliant light, leaping forth from his dantian to manifest as a scorching, dazzling sun hovering directly behind him.

"Boom!"

Qin Feng's internal Qi and physical strength skyrocketed, doubling his combat prowess instantly. Within his dantian, the multiplied phantom serpents roared in unison.

"So what if you are in the True Martial Realm!"

"You cannot kill me!"

Surging with towering battle intent and boiling blood, Qin Feng let out a long whistle as he swept the Asura's Halberd horizontally.

"Boom!"

The halberd collided fiercely with the longsword in Yun Wanhao's grip.

The impact of the weapons sent tremors through the void, unleashing a deafening, thunderous roar.

"Bang."

Qin Feng's arms trembled violently as a vast, boundless, and ferocious force surged back into him, forcing him to take ten full steps backward.

"Hmph!"

Yun Wanhao's sword-bearing arm shook continuously, and his footsteps involuntarily retreated backward, halting only after nine steps.

"He blocked Elder Yun's attack?"

"He actually blocked the attack of a True Martial Realm expert while only at the late Qi Martial Realm?"

"How is this possible?"

Tie Lei, the premier inner-sect disciple of the Heavenly Thunder Sect, stared blankly at Qin Feng, swallowing hard as sheer disbelief gripped his throat.

"Gasp!"

"How can this be?"

"Unbelievable."

"This is utterly defying common sense, simply miraculous."

Chen Hao, Zhou Dong, and Shen Qianjun looked on with vacant, stunned expressions.

"Such ferocious power."

"As expected of a True Martial Realm expert."

Flexing his wrists to completely dispel the remaining recoil energy, Qin Feng took a deep breath, a look of profound shock crossing his face.

"Good, good, good!"

"You certainly have some tricks up your sleeve."

"No wonder you dared to provoke me."

Staring deeply at Qin Feng, Yun Wanhao sneered coldly, the fire of fury burning ever brighter in his heart.

As a supreme expert of the early True Martial Realm, his single strike had failed to take down a mere late Qi Martial Realm cultivator.

Worse still, he had been forced back nine steps by that very cultivator.

To him, this was nothing short of absolute humiliation!

"Let me show you the true power of the True Martial Realm!"

Letting out a long howl, Yun Wanhao unleashed his aura to the absolute fullest. Operating at peak combat effectiveness, he drove his speed to the ultimate limit.

"Clang!"

His body dissolved into a blur of afterimages as his sword pierced toward Qin Feng thousands of times in the blink of an eye.

"Such incredible speed."

"My physical strength may surpass that of an early True Martial Realm cultivator, but compared to a genuine expert of that realm, my speed and defensive capabilities are still severely lacking."

"My overall combat effectiveness is still slightly inferior to a true True Martial Realm powerhouse."

Muttering softly, Qin Feng watched the countless afterimages of Yun Wanhao, attempting to track down his true body.