"Are you crazy?" Zhang Shih-hao was speechless. Did this guy think he was invisible?
"Don't distract him." Bai Wei stopped Zhang Shihao's impulse to rush into the sword circle.
“I’m helping him, it won’t affect him,” Zhang Shih-hao said.
“If you go in now, you’ll only distract him,” Bai Wei said. “Believe me, this level of combat is beyond our reach.”
"Even if you get in, you won't be able to do anything except distract him."
"Okay, alright." Zhang Shih-hao stammered and backed away, but the expression on his face still showed some worry.
“Now that Yoshio Matsuoka has a physical body, the methods you use to exorcise ghosts and subdue demons on Mount Kigo are no longer very effective against him. Just watch from here.” Bai Wei released Zhang Shihao, but her expression was also somewhat solemn.
Indeed, Yoshio Matsuoka is exceptionally powerful now; he's quite a tough opponent.
Zhang Shih-hao nodded, then could only grip the jade ruler in his hand and watch the battle unfold nervously.
"Hehe, you should have asked your two friends to come and help you. It would be difficult for you to take me on your own," Matsuoka Yoshio chuckled.
"No need." Ye Xingchen shook his head: "I can handle things on my own, I don't need anyone else. I can deal with you by myself."
“You only have a 50% chance of success.” Yoshio Matsuoka narrowed his eyes.
"No, thirty percent." Ye Xingchen shook his head and said, "You have a thirty percent chance of winning, and I have a seventy percent chance."
"Haha, interesting. I haven't met someone as interesting as you in a long time." Matsuoka Yoshio laughed heartily, his katana twitching as his expression gradually turned ferocious: "But it doesn't matter, you'll become my sword's soul in a moment anyway."
He took a step forward, his tall figure, clad in heavy armor, and charged fiercely at Ye Xingchen.
At the same time, the katana in his hand slashed through the air, heading straight for Ye Xingchen...
A major battle is about to break out.
Ye Xingchen didn't hold back either, and thrust his Crimson Sky Sword forward to engage in combat with his opponent.
After acquiring this body with the purest bloodline, Yoshio Matsuoka became extremely powerful, and the reconstructed katana in his hand also became exceptionally strong.
Suddenly, the entire underground cavern shook violently, as if it were in danger of collapsing at any moment.
After several breakthroughs, Ye Xingchen's strength is now fully under his control at the Saint Realm level. However, Matsuoka Yoshio possesses a divine spark, making the battle difficult to determine a worthy opponent.
However, Yoshio Matsuoka's body was simply too large. Although his fighting power was immense, his enormous size made it somewhat difficult for him to move around in the underground cavern.
The two exchanged a sword strike and then retreated. Ye Xingchen's hand, holding Chixiao's sword, trembled slightly.
In contrast, Yoshio Matsuoka held the giant sword in both hands, his body standing firm and unmoving, as steady as Mount Tai.
"Hehe, you've consumed far too much of your power." Matsuoka Yoshio chuckled and said, "Even if you've entered the holy path of China, you're still far from being a god. Give up; there's no point in continuing to struggle."
"Really? Then thank you." Ye Xingchen said, "Thank you for still thinking of me at this time."
"But I am Chinese, born to be your father. You unfilial son, do you still want to go against your father?"
"You're courting death!" Matsuoka Yoshio roared in fury. He gripped his giant sword tightly with both hands, and charged at Ye Xingchen again with all his might.
Ye Xingchen's Chixiao sword hummed faintly. As his opponent launched a fierce attack, he held Chixiao horizontally and blocked the sword.
Boom... Matsuoka Yoshio's heavy sword landed on Ye Xingchen's Chixiao sword, producing a huge vibration.
After he slashed down with his sword, the Crimson Cloud sword in Ye Xingchen's hand swayed a few times before turning into countless fragments.
"Haha, it seems that's just how you Chinese are—stubborn in words, but utterly useless in a real fight," Matsuoka Yoshio laughed heartily.
He used all his strength in that attack; there was absolutely no chance that Ye Xingchen would survive.
He sheathed the giant sword with satisfaction and stared at Ye Xingchen: "This one strike of mine is enough to annihilate you, body and soul."
"Really?" Ye Xingchen smiled slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared, turning into fragments.
However, behind Matsuoka Yoshio, another Ye Xingchen put away his knife and slowly turned around.
Meanwhile, a huge sword wound had appeared on Yoshio Matsuoka's abdomen at some unknown time.
The sword wound shattered Matsuoka Yoshio's armor, leaving him with a deep, bone-revealing gash.
Yoshio Matsuoka was born from another body, which gave him a physical form and made him even stronger.
However, this also has a drawback: his body will be injured.
“You…” Yoshio Matsuoka turned around and looked at Ye Xingchen behind him with an incredulous expression.
“An avatar, one clone to lure the enemy, then I'll sneak up behind you and attack. Don't call me shameless, all's fair in war.” Ye Xingchen smiled slightly.
“Shameless…shameless…” Matsuoka Yoshio staggered backward and fell to his knees with a thud.
With a snap, his armor crumbled, and his body began to disintegrate. Ye Xingchen's sword strike had precisely destroyed his life force.
"Impossible! I... I have the body of someone with the most refined bloodline. How could you possibly break through it so easily?" Matsuoka Yoshio's expression was one of extreme anger and resentment.
Yes, those with extremely pure bloodlines have incredibly strong bodies and would never be injured without a reason.
Even if Ye Xingchen used all his strength, he couldn't possibly withstand Ye Xingchen's sword strike.
However, the current situation is that Ye Xingchen's sneak attack has caused his body to tend to disintegrate.
"Those with extremely refined bloodlines have much greater physical strength than ordinary people, but this does not mean that such a body is invincible."
Ye Xingchen laughed: "There's one thing you haven't figured out. This kind of body is for gods who possess divine status, not for you."
“You became an evil god through blood sacrifice. Although you have a portion of godhood, this godhood is illegitimate and not even as good as the lowest of the low. What is strong is your godhood, not this body. Do you understand?”
"No..." Yoshio Matsuoka's body was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. He let out a desperate roar, and finally his body turned into dust and disappeared.
Amidst the countless specks of dust and smoke, a tiny speck of ash fluttered its wings like a moth, trying to escape into the flames of destruction.
This tiny speck of dust was almost invisible to the naked eye, but Zhang Shih-hao reached out and took out a small lucky bag. With a flick of his right hand, the lucky bag in his hand suddenly enlarged.
The Ghost-Binding Bag, whoosh... a hurricane appeared out of nowhere, taking the floating ash into the bag.
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