Warrior's Promise

Yin Lige and Chu Yan were approaching White Jade Square from two directions. They soon saw each other.

The disciples of Gale Island showed no mercy to the disciples of Scorching Sun Sect they met in this rift, and it was the same the other way around. This combined with the hostility between Yin Lige and Chu Yan, a fight between the two sects was unavoidable.

Soon, each sect had nearly 100 disciples at the White Jade Square.

"Ha ha! Yin Lige, I've been waiting for you!" Chu Yan said, laughing at Yin Lige. "Today, you'll perish here painfully!"

Yin Lige smirked and sniffed, "What a brazen loser!"

Chu Yan was strong, but he was not enough for Yin Lige to take him seriously. Since Yin Lige could defeat Chu Yan six months ago, he could also beat him now. Besides, he had made the rapid progress during that period.

Sparks flew among the ill-tempered disciples of the two sides, who seemed to want a final battle.

After Yin Lige made his declaration, he surveyed the people on the White Jade Square.

Apart from the two parties that just arrived, there were roughly 200 other people on the square. His eyes instantly targeted at Su Mo, who was sitting cross-legged alone.

Yin Lige's forehead furrowed. He had not expected Su Mo to escape the siege lain by Ouyang Ping successfully.

"Li Fan, keep an eye on Su Mo. Don't let him flee! I'll end his life personally after I deal with Chu Yan!" Yin Lige turned around and shouted at a big young man.

This was not the right time to kill Su Mo. He had to finish off Chu Yan and his men before he tortured Su Mo to death.

"Rest assured, I'll keep a close eye on him!" The young man, Li Fan, promised confidently.

Although Li Fan was weaker than people like Ouyang Ping, he was among the top 10 Inner Disciples of Gale Island. Keeping a lookout for Su Mo was a breeze for him.

"Alright!" Yin Lige nodded and then looked away to Chu Yan. "I'll fight you as you wish, Chu Yan. It'll be a perilous fight. I hope you'll survive."

Yin Lige was wearing his thin smile, as confident as ever.

With those words, a pair of sparkling silver boxing gloves appeared on his hands.

A final combat between two superb experts was going to begin.

"Do you? Let's see who will end up dead!" Chu Yan snapped. He then turned and gave a hint with his eyes to the young man beside him before he charged at Yin Lige.

"Yin Lige, die now!" A red long saber appeared in his hand, and he slashed heavily at Yin Lige.

"Flame-blasting Sabermanship!"

Crimson saber radiance was emitted with the strike. They burned the air, causing an unstoppable impact.

"Small tricks!" The wild strike did not panic Yin Lige. Instead, he calmly motivated his power, his long robe blowing in the windless air.

"Destroy!" With a shout, Yin Lige shot out a punch. The mighty force cut through the air and crashed against the incoming crimson saber radiance.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The intense saber radiance of the slash shattered, and the mighty force of the punch dissipated, resulting in a vigorous wave rippling out for hundreds of meters.

The spectators were startled. They withdrew a little to keep away from the damage.

"Both of them are amazing! They live up to their title of the number one Inner Disciple of their respective sects."

"Yes. No one in the Spiritual Martial Realm is comparable to them. It was no exaggeration to address them as the matchless Martial Masters!"

The spectators were chattering, awed by the strength of the two fighters.

However, those who arrived at the square early did not think these two were matchless.

A lot of them cast a glance at Su Mo seated nearby. He was the true expert!

Qin Qianyue darted a look at Su Mo as she watched the fight between Yin Lige and Chu Yan. She admitted that the two men were very strong, even stronger than her, but they were still weaker than Su Mo, who was a complete madman.

Su Mo was also enjoying the fight with a grin. "Take your time. Fight as much as you like."

By the time they were both exhausted, he might as well kill them all before taking all of their prizes.

On the square, the destructiveness of Chu Yan's saber momentum grew as he kept attacking fiercely at Yin Lige.

"Pyroblast Cut!"

Chu Yan snarled. His saber sent out a soaring Qi and was blazing aggressively. It had burned out the air nearby before he launched the saber radiance.

Boom!

Yin Lige, however, was equally powerful. He parried all the strikes from Chu Yan with only two iron fists.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The fight lasted almost an hour, yet showed no sign of a winner.

Time flashed by as they were fighting, and the trial test was about to end. The disciples of the four sects were returning. In one mere hour, there were thousands of people at the square.

Besides the dead, many Disciples of the Sky Alliance were also back in the square.

Jian Wuyou, the number one Inner Disciple of the Sky Rapier Sect, also came back to the White Jade Square and watched the fight, expressionless.

Qin Qianyue walked over and whispered to him. From time to time, she gave Su Mo a glance.

Boom!

A loud explosion broke out in the fighting area; both Yin Lige and Chu Yan were backing up.

"Yin Lige, you're strong. I can't defeat you today, but you can't defeat me either!" Chu Yan said in a deep voice.

However, he felt depressed in his heart. He had improved a lot since their last fight, but he was still unable to defeat this man.

"It seems only Brother Tang can beat him," Chu Yan thought.

"Do you really believe that I can't win?" Yin Lige asked with a mischievous smile. Then, the smile faded, and he said, "It's just a warm-up. Now I'll let you see you my real ability."

With that, his aura shot up and reached a level where he felt like overlooking everyone.

"Meet my Conqueror Fist !" Yin Lige shouted and then threw a powerful punch at Chu Yan. The solid fist radiance looked as heavy as iron and was fierce enough to shake the earth, yet it moved incredibly fast.

One punch was enough to burden Chu Yan greatly.

"What?" Chu Yan was startled. He did not expect that Yin Lige had been holding back.

"Destroy!"

"Flame-blasting Bladesmanship!"

In a split second, Chu Yan hastened to motivate all his genuine Qi to block the nearing punch.

Boom!

The huge explosions echoed on the square, with flames soaring.

Whoosh!

Chu Yan was catapulted into the air. The tremendous impact had pushed him 300 meters away before he found his balance. He looked shabby, his robe turning into rags.

The turn of events staggered the spectators.

This was Yin Lige's unreserved strength! How strong! Chu Yan was absolutely no match for him.

"Senior Brother Yin, the peerless!" A great cheer went up from the Disciples of the Sky Alliance.

"Senior Brother Yin, the peerless!"

"Senior Brother Yin, the peerless!"

"…"

Subsequently, more and more Disciples of the Sky Alliance followed. For a moment, Yin Lige looked as if he was above everyone in the world.

"How could you be so strong?" Chu Yan snarled at Yin Lige in disbelief. How could Yin Lige propel him hundreds of meters backward by one blow? That was too much for him.

"A dying man has no right to know!" Yin Lige gave a brittle laugh. He dashed towards Chu Yan and wanted to kill him once and for all.

"Yin Lige, you're the one who is going to die!" At that moment, someone sneered. A gloomy young man stood in Yin Lige's way.