Chapter 98 This biting sister's strength... can you handle it...?
Bai Qingji's neck hairs stood on end instantly, and every cell in his body screamed for danger.
She didn't have time to turn around; driven entirely by her fighting instincts, she swung her long sword at a tricky angle toward the source of the sound behind her.
"You can't hit me like that!" Bai managed to whisper a sarcastic remark in her ear before disappearing.
The attack missed its mark, the blade only shattering the afterimage. Alarm bells rang in Bai Qingji's mind, a strong sense of crisis washing over him.
Sure enough, before she could sheathe her sword and return to defense, the space in front of her rippled out again like water, and a similarly fair hand stretched out, with that familiar golden star in its palm.
The aura of destruction emanating from the stars was also incredibly familiar, and it struck her head mercilessly in the exact same manner.
"boom!"
With a muffled thud, Bai Qingji felt as if she had been struck head-on by a giant mountain. She was once again thrown backward, crashing heavily into the pool of magma below, which was melting due to the high temperature and churning with reddish bubbles.
The scorching lava shot into the sky, bursting into a dazzling display of sparks.
A deafening roar of wails and gasps erupted from the stands. None of the young cultivators who supported Bai Qingji could believe what they were seeing.
How could the number one genius in everyone's hearts, the pride of White Emperor City, be defeated one after another in such a sorry state by this white-haired cultivator who appeared out of nowhere?
Inside the magma pool, Bai Qingji's face was extremely gloomy. Her domain had withstood two star impacts and was now teetering on the brink of collapse. If it were to take another solid hit, it would surely shatter completely.
Reopening it then won't be so easy. Bai Ye's difficulty far exceeded her expectations.
"As expected of those people from before, they couldn't even get you to take things seriously?" Bai Qingji muttered to herself. "Then don't blame me for being ruthless towards you."
After she finished speaking, she formed her fingers into a knife and slashed it across her palm. Crimson blood immediately flowed out, and Bai Qingji dipped her fingertip in the blood, quickly carving an ancient and intricate rune between her eyebrows.
In that instant, an invisible pressure enveloped the entire White Emperor City.
Grandma Bai and Second Master Bai in the stands both changed their expressions. They hadn't expected Bai Qingji to be forced to use such a secret technique; it seemed Bai had indeed put a lot of pressure on her.
Zhong Jiuli's brows furrowed as well. Was this the family's foundation, bearing the legacy of an Immortal Emperor? The endless stream of trump cards made it impossible to defend against them.
Above the martial arts arena, Bai Ye's figure appeared out of thin air. Just now, an inexplicable aura had pulled her out of the void. It was as if she would have died in the void rift if she hadn't come out.
She stood suspended in mid-air, looking down at Bai Qingji, who was fiddling with something in the lava pool, and called out from afar, "Hey, Young Master Bai, you don't actually want to take a lava bath down there and come out to die after you've washed yourself clean, do you?"
Bai Ye's arrogant remarks immediately drew angry glares from the guests! Qin Yanjing bit her lower lip, her eyes filled with heartache. The Bai Qingji she admired had never been humiliated like this before, especially twice in a row.
Just as everyone was filled with righteous indignation and wished they could personally step in and beat Bai Ye up.
Above the sky, an enormous figure that defies description suddenly appeared. She seemed to be a true deity from the heavens, her entire body composed of golden spiritual light, radiating brilliance that was impossible to look directly at.
The vast divine power, like a giant mountain, enveloped the entire world.
At that moment, Bai Qingji shot into the sky from the magma pool!
At this moment, she seemed to have formed some kind of connection with the phantom of the god in the sky. Her body was also flowing with golden light, her eyes were slightly closed, and her expression was solemn and dignified. Only the blood-red rune between her eyebrows was emitting a dazzling golden light.
"You no longer have a chance to beg for mercy."
Bai Qingji raised her eyes and stared directly at Bai Ye, her eyes devoid of any emotion, only indifference.
Bai also looked up at the afterimage of the Immortal Emperor that almost occupied the entire sky, feeling the immense pressure like mountains and seas. Without fear in his eyes, he raised an eyebrow and asked, "Tsk tsk, is this your Bai family's real trump card?"
"Yes!" Bai Qingji replied, "Since my birth, only you have forced me to summon this remnant image of an Immortal Emperor. You should feel honored to have been defeated by this move."
"Then why have you been hesitating for so long without making a move?" Bai Ye retorted. "What's wrong? Is your ultimate skill taking so long to cast? Is your ancestor still asleep?"
That being said, Bai would not underestimate his opponent. Only by truly facing this afterimage of the Immortal Emperor could he feel how terrifying the divine power emanating from it was.
Those guests on stage who were cheering wildly like screaming chickens must have sensed something, otherwise why are they all silent now, staring at the two people silently confronting each other in the arena with pale faces?
"Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish!" Bai Qingji shouted, his hands rapidly forming hand seals in front of his chest.
The instant the hand seal was completed, she raised her hand and slapped it down at Bai Ye in mid-air!
At the same time, the towering afterimage of the Immortal Emperor in the sky also made the exact same move.
It was a truly colossal hand that blotted out the sky, descending from the heavens with an irresistible and terrifying force, pressing down on the tiny, dust-like red figure in the martial arts arena.
As the giant hand fell, its power did not diminish; instead, it became even more terrifying. The enormous hand rapidly shrank during its descent, shrinking from covering the sky to only a hundred feet in length, increasing its power a hundredfold.
Bai also tried to resist or dodge the moment the giant hand pressed down.
However, the overwhelming pressure locked onto her, as if the space around her was imprisoned. A strange feeling enveloped her, causing her to instantly abandon the idea of escaping.
She could only stare blankly upwards, watching the giant hand descend like divine punishment!
"Young man, are you going to give up on a mere remnant of an Immortal Emperor?" Xiao Jin's voice boomed in Bai Ye's mind like thunder.
Bai instantly snapped back to reality and asked in his mind, "What just happened? Why did I suddenly stop wanting to run away?"
"This is the might of the Celestial Emperor. Under the influence of the Celestial Emperor's laws, you cannot even conceive of resistance. How can mortals resist gods?"
Xiao Jin urged, "But now is not the time to talk about that. Try to merge with the stars! This is your only chance!"
Upon hearing this, Bai instantly focused his mind, no longer looking at the impending death hand, and frantically channeled the spiritual power within his dantian.
In each of her palms was a swirling nebula; in her left hand was a golden star as blazing as the sun, and in her right hand was a purplish-black star imbued with profound lightning.
Bai didn't even think about merging them. It was too late to try now. She clashed these two stars, which had completely different attributes but were equally violent, together.
"Now, let's see who has a tougher life between us." Bai Ye looked at Bai Qingji not far in front of him, and embraced her with two colliding stars.
Two large stars exploded in their arms.
On the stands, a strange light flashed in the eyes of the old lady Bai, and then she slowly curled the corners of her mouth.
Yes! This is the ruthlessness and decisiveness that the Bai family bloodline should possess!
No matter what dire straits we face, we will never yield. Even if we are to die, we will tear a bloody piece of flesh from our opponents!
Zhong Jiuli's heart almost stopped. In that instant, her body moved faster than her thoughts. Before she could react, she had already rushed to the edge of the stands.
Just as she was about to break through the formation, Liu Xianyue stopped her, saying, "Hey, so many people are watching. Why don't you cover your face? Otherwise, the three of us will lose face together."
Zhong Jiuli then came to her senses. She knew in her heart that the little tiger did not need such help, and her obstruction would only hinder her growth.
In the training ground, Bai Qingji was held tightly by Bai Ye. She watched as the two large stars exploded in their arms, and a small black dot appeared out of thin air, slowly devouring their flesh and blood.
"You want to test your physical strength against me, and bet on who can survive this destruction?"
"Yes!" Bai responded loudly, betting that she was the protagonist, and protagonists always have the thickest health bar and the vitality of a cockroach.
"Alright... let's see who can survive longer." Bai Qingji stopped struggling and instead reached out to hug Bai Ye tightly.
The two were so intimate that they looked like lovers who had committed suicide together. Blood was spilling from the corners of their mouths at the same time, but their eyes were locked on each other, as if they wanted to remember each other's appearance in the last moments of their lives.
The guests in the stands had no idea what was happening. All they saw was that the two geniuses, who had just been fighting to the death, were now tightly embracing each other. Then, all the lava seemed to be drawn by some inexplicable force, surging towards the area where the two were.
The space was like a shattered mirror, cracked inch by inch, and looked somewhat ferocious under the reflection of the magma filling the sky.
"They've made a huge hole!!!"
A gasp of surprise came from the crowd.
Everyone stared in shock as they saw a gaping hole in both Bai Ye's and Bai Qingji's chests.
A tiny black dot emerged from the hole, drawing everything around it towards it. Neither the splashing lava nor the blood splattering from the two seriously injured people could escape it.
Even Bai Ye himself, who created this black hole, is being swallowed up by that tiny black hole.
Grandma Bai's expression changed slightly. She had already stood up and was about to go down from the stage to rescue the two people. Fighting was one thing, but she couldn't let her own child get hurt.
Zhong Jiuli was also ready to act. As the two people with the highest cultivation levels in the arena, they were both prepared to save people.
Just then, the uncontrolled Immortal Emperor's palm print in the sky finally fell.
"Boom!"
At this moment, all the magma in the training ground soared up, and under the giant palm, the earth, as fragile as butter, collapsed wildly, directly creating a deep pit hundreds of feet deep.
The black hole that had been devouring everything, and the two people who were tightly embracing each other, seemed to have been completely reduced to dust and vanished into nothingness by this attack containing supreme divine power.
The protective shield erected by the Grand Elder held up for several dozen breaths amidst the raging energy turbulence, but ultimately could not escape its fate of shattering.
Fortunately, it withstood the most terrifying impact. After the protective shield shattered, the guests in the stands set up spiritual energy shields in front of them, and various colored lights lit up one after another, resisting the subsequent energy aftershocks.
A moment later, the aftershocks of the explosion gradually subsided, and everyone craned their necks to look into the training ground.
Countless gazes were fixed on the enormous palm print crater, while others searched the training grounds, trying to find the two figures.
After a long silence, someone murmured in a dry, trembling voice, "Is this... mutual destruction? The Bai family has lost two peerless geniuses in a single day?"
The scene was deathly silent. Countless eyes were fixed on the direction of the Bai family members, all wanting to see what the old lady Bai would do.
But the result was disappointing. The old lady Bai looked at the scene calmly, seemingly not worried at all about losing two geniuses in her family.
"No, no, they're still alive! Look over there!" A slightly shrill shout, punctuated by excitement, broke the silence.
A sharp-eyed cultivator pointed to the edge of the giant pit, to the shadowy gap between the fingers of the palm print, "There, they are still moving."
All eyes immediately focused on them.
Sure enough, amidst the flames and lava, two figures were locked in a fierce struggle, locked in a tangle of emotions.
Bai's once neatly tied silver hair fell down to the sides of her face, and her forehead was covered with bloodstains.
Above her head floated a small tree, about an inch tall, with lush, verdant branches and leaves. Though small, the tree exuded an extremely pure life force.
Emerald green light spots rained down, enveloping Bai Ye's entire body. Many green lights converged on the horrifying hole in her chest, gradually stopping the bleeding from the wound.
Bai Qingji, who was pinned down by Bai Ye, was equally disheveled. She was breathing heavily, and her cheeks were flushed red from lack of oxygen.
Her hands were held tightly by Bai Ye, so she repeatedly thrust her hips forward, trying to flip the person on top of her. The large hole in her chest was slowly stopping bleeding; although she didn't have Bai Ye's incredible recovery ability, it was still far beyond that of ordinary people.
This is a powerful physique nurtured by the Bai family using countless rare and precious materials. As long as it is not killed in one blow, it can always recover.
"Good sister, do you admit defeat?" Bai Ye asked, panting heavily, his hand gripping Bai Qingji's neck tightly.
"I will never admit defeat." Bai Qingji gritted her teeth and growled, her waist suddenly thrusting upwards, while she bent her knee and slammed it into Bai Ye's lower back.
Caught off guard, Bai lost his balance and was thrown forward, splashing lava everywhere.
She thrashed about in the lava pool, dizzy and disoriented, unable to stand up immediately.
Bai Qingji propped himself up and staggered toward Bai Ye, his eyes blazing with fury. "You have no idea how much effort I've put in for this position of young master. The young master of the Bai family must be mine. Only by securing this position can I be with Yan Jing. What right do you have to take it from me!"
She finally reached Bai Ye and pounced on him like a hungry tiger. This time, she pinned Bai Ye down and swung her fists, punching him repeatedly in the face.
The offensive appeared extremely fierce, but in reality, it caused very little damage. Both of them were already at their limit and had little strength left.
Bai was also knocked to the side, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. She swung her fist back and punched Bai Qingji's handsome face.
"You think... you're the only one who's the young master? I'm also the young clan leader, the young clan leader of the dignified White Tiger Tribe. In what way am I inferior to you, this worthless young master? Do you think I care about your crappy position?" Bai Ye roared angrily in a low voice.
The two of them mechanically repeated their attack movements, and the battle eventually turned into a contest of wills—to see who would exhaust their last bit of strength and fall first.
Exclamations could be heard from the stands from time to time: "You can fight all you want, but don't hit each other in the face! I'll be heartbroken if anyone gets hurt!"
Zhong Jiuli watched the two wrestling in the arena. Bai Qingji landed punches on Bai Ye's face, but in the end, heartache gave way to the upper hand.
She raised her eyes, her gaze fixed on Old Madam Bai, and whispered, "Is that enough?"
Grandma Bai met her gaze and replied slowly, "Sect Leader Zhong, what do you think of my two children? Can they be considered outstanding?"
"Patriarch Bai, that's enough. Isn't it enough already? Young Master Bai has already proven herself, hasn't she? She is no weaker than anyone else." Zhong Jiuli's voice grew increasingly cold.
"The young master whom my Bai family has nurtured with all our resources is naturally not weak. What she lacks has never been strength." The old lady Bai smiled slightly, her gaze returning to the arena, "but rather a character as resilient as A-Ye's, like a reed."
“Bai is not a child of your Bai family. This time, he has served as a whetstone enough,” Zhong Jiuli said in a deep voice. “If you don’t stop, don’t blame me for disregarding the Bai family’s reputation.”
Grandma Bai shook her head and chuckled, "Sect Leader Zhong, concern makes you confused. You think A-Ye is being used as a whetstone for Qing-Ji, but hasn't Qing-Ji also been used as a whetstone for A-Ye?"
"Those two sisters were meant to help each other succeed. Sect Leader Zhong, we've already fought to this point, do you think either of them would be willing to stop now?"
Zhong Jiuli stopped talking to Elder Bai and turned her gaze back to the arena.
Before anyone knew it, Bai had regained the upper hand. She straddled Bai Qingji's chest and threw punch after punch, her movements becoming erratic and driven solely by instinct.
Crimson blood splattered from her nose with each punch, landing on Bai Qingji's face.
"Ye Zai, Ye Zai, are you alright?" Xiao Wang asked anxiously.
"Ye Zai, let me out, Jiao Jiao will help you." Jiao Jiao in the space was also jumping up and down anxiously.
Bai Ye paused slightly in her punching motion, then grabbed Bai Qingji's neck with both hands. Her chest heaved violently as she gasped for breath, silently replying, "I'm fine... all of you, stop arguing. Let me beat her to death first, then we'll talk."
She broke her short speech into several paragraphs before she finished speaking.
Bai was actually not feeling well. She felt dizzy and wanted to lie down and rest for a while. She didn't want to fight the other party anymore. She was exhausted.
But Bai Qingji was like a madman; he refused to admit defeat even at the cost of his life.
"Cough... Pfft~" Bai Qingji spat out a mouthful of blood, breathing rapidly as she looked at Bai Ye and mocked, "Good sister... are you out of strength? If you're out of strength, you might as well admit defeat..."
She was met with a powerful punch.
"Bang!"
The bloodied fist slammed into Bai Qingji's cheek, instantly denting the skin. Before the wound could heal, the fist had already left, only to fall again at an even faster speed.
"Bang~ Bang~ Bang~"
Punches rained down on Bai Qingji's face relentlessly.
Bai gritted his teeth and launched a fierce attack with more than ten punches, making Bai Qingji dizzy and his eyes bloodshot.
"Good sister, how are you?" Bai grinned, revealing her blood-stained teeth, her smile arrogant and wild. "Can you handle my strength...?"
Bai Qingji's pretty face was now swollen like a pig's head, with bruises and cracks at the corners of her mouth, almost unrecognizable.
Blood was gushing from the penetrating wound in her chest, making her appear completely soaked in blood. She no longer responded to Bai Ye's question; her eyes were tightly closed, as if she had completely lost consciousness.
"Why didn't you just admit defeat earlier? Why did you have to force me to beat you up like this?" Bai muttered as he stood up, swaying as he tried to leave.
"I have to get out of here quickly!" This thought kept swirling in Bai Ye's mind. This was Bai family territory, and she was seriously injured. If anyone tried to take advantage of the situation, she would be in serious trouble.
However, before he could take a step, his ankle suddenly tightened.
Bai looked down and saw Bai Qingji's hand gripping her ankle tightly. That blood-soaked hand used its last strength to prevent her opponent from leaving.
"You really are fearless, aren't you? You dragged me along, but you still lost, didn't you?" Bai cursed under her breath. "Don't waste my time. If we don't leave now, we'll miss dinner."
Bai Qingji forced open his swollen eyes, a smirk playing on his lips, his eyes filled with madness. "I haven't lost yet!"
"I haven't lost yet!!!"
"I still have strength!"
"I can't lose!"
Bai Qingji's roars grew louder with each one, as if she wanted to transform her voice into conviction. She suddenly leaped up and pounced on Bai Ye like a wild beast, opening her mouth to bite her neck.
"I still have strength!!" She bit Bai Ye's neck tightly and cried out in a sob, "I, Bai Qingji, will never lose."
"Ouch!" Bai cried out in pain from the bite. "Are you a dog? You, the young master of the Bai family, bite people when you can't beat them?"
"Waaah," Bai Qingji mumbled incoherently.
"I'll let you bite me!" Bai shouted, raising his fist and striking the opponent's jaw.
With a crisp "snap," Bai Qingji's jaw dislocated, finally freeing the soft flesh that had been held in his jaw.
Bai rolled away, breaking free from under him. Touching her bloodied neck, she gasped in grievance, "Are you crazy? What kind of relationship do we have? You bit my neck, doesn't that seem very ambiguous?"
"Your future Daoist partner is still watching from the stands." Bai Ye became more and more angry as she spoke. All she wanted to do was take her mother away. Was it really necessary to go to such lengths to stop her?
Bai Qingji stood up without changing his expression, held his dislocated chin with both hands, and pushed it upwards with a "crack," pushing the dislocated jaw back into place.
She moved her jaw and said in a hoarse voice, "I haven't lost yet. Where do you want to go?"
To be honest, Bai Ye admired Bai Qingji's indomitable spirit. Regardless of his character, he was at least a worthy opponent.
"Stop bothering me. My wound has stopped bleeding, but your chest is still bleeding. If it keeps bleeding, you'll really die," Bai said coldly.
"I told you, I didn't lose, not even in death." Bai Qingji roared and charged again.
Bai Ye narrowed his eyes slightly and kicked the other party in the waist. The kick was quite powerful, and Bai Qingji was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the lava pool.
Hot lava splashed everywhere. Bai Qingji struggled for a long time before finally managing to climb out of the scalding lava pool. Every step he took seemed to require all his strength.
In the stands, the guests held their breath. This scene was heartbreaking to watch. Regardless of who won or lost, both women had earned everyone's respect and proven themselves worthy of the title of genius.
Qin Yanjing's eyes filled with tears as she watched Bai Qingji get up again and again, rush towards Bai Ye again and again, only to fall down again and again. She could no longer hold back her tears.
"Stop hitting her, you've already won." She leaped into the arena, landing in front of Bai Qingji and blocking Bai Ye's kick.
Bai Ye kicked Qin Yanjing, but was instead sent flying by the spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from her.
She was already at her limit, only able to withstand more damage than Bai Qingji thanks to Xiao Lü's healing abilities. But how could she possibly contend with Qin Yanjing at her peak?
As he flew backward out of control, Bai closed his eyes, his mind filled with a sour thought: So what if you have a wife? Even when you're injured, someone will rush to protect you without hesitation.
Actually, she does have a wife. It's just that her wife isn't around, otherwise she wouldn't have been bullied.
Just then, a white light arrived in an instant, so fast that no one present could see it clearly, and it caught Bai Ye who was in mid-air.
Bai felt herself fall into a soft embrace, enveloped in a familiar, refreshing fragrance.
"Zhong Jiuli..." Bai Ye's voice was somewhat dazed, "Could I have suffered a concussion and be hallucinating?"
She extended a finger and carefully reached it towards Zhong Jiuli's cheek, as if to confirm the authenticity of the person in front of her.
Zhong Jiuli did not dodge, but even leaned slightly forward, letting the fingertips, bearing scars and hot blood, gently touch her cheek.
Their fingertips touched each other briefly on her cheek before parting, leaving a bright red stain of blood on her flawless white skin.
"Is it me?" Zhong Jiuli asked softly.
"Waaaaah, it's you! No matter when, you always arrive in time to save me." Bai sobbed aggrievedly, like a child who had finally found a parent to back them up, crying out loudly.
"That Bai Qingji, she's crazy! Fighting is one thing, but she even bit my neck! I'm so angry!" She pointed to her neck for Zhong Jiuli to see.
"Yes, I saw it." Zhong Jiuli's fingertips traced the bloody, mangled teeth marks, and in a flash of inspiration, the wound vanished instantly.
"I'll scold her for you," she whispered, coaxing the spoiled little tiger.
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Author's Note: [Fireworks][Fireworks][Fireworks] It's over, it's over!
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