Chapter 282
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Chapter 282: Fist Falls Like Rain
A lazy voice echoed out of nowhere as Ye Yun slowly stood up from the ground, smiling as he turned to Murong Wuhen.
Murong Wuhen’s face paled, yet he forced a weak smile before coughing up blood.
“That minor injury won’t trouble you, right?” Ye Yun asked.
Murong Wuhen waved a hand. “It’s nothing. I’ll recover soon. The rest is your task now.”
Ye Yun shrugged and shifted his gaze to Jun Ruolan.
Just days ago, he and Murong Wuhen had been mortal enemies. Who could’ve imagined they’d now stand united against Jun Ruolan? Life’s abrupt twists left one breathless.
Ye Yun didn’t know what their future relationship would hold, but his priority was clear: crush Jun Ruolan and sever her control over the thirty criminals.
“Ye Yun, I never imagined you’d be the strongest among them,” Jun Ruolan said, her voice tinkling like jade wind chimes. “What a surprise.”
Ye Yun studied the smiling girl. “Sister Ruolan, are you stalling for time now?”
Her smile stiffened.
A sharp glint flashed in Ye Yun’s eyes. The Purple Shadow Sword materialized in his hand, its blade trembling as watery ripples spread outward—vibrating precisely 1,024 times in an instant.
“Thundercloud Lightning Sword, Third Style: Divine Thunder Annihilation!”
Thunder boomed across a hundred zhang. Lightning crackled as a storm cloud churned above him, condensing into an oppressive mass.
Electric serpents writhed within the cloud, thunder growling ominously.
All mirth vanished from Jun Ruolan’s face. She hadn’t anticipated Ye Yun attacking without warning—let alone unleashing this imitation third style. She knew the Thundercloud Lightning Sword’s third move was a flawed recreation, lacking its original might.
Yet now, terrifying energy swirled around her, funneling into the storm cloud. This wasn’t the half-baked technique she’d expected. Though uncertain of its full power, she sensed it surpassed her defenses.
She stared at the youth before her—still boyish yet radiating unshakable resolve. This was the same boy who’d taken the Tian Zhu Peak outer disciple exam a year ago. Without sect resources or mentors, how had he reached this level?
The ant she’d once scorned now loomed as a genuine threat. Countless regrets flashed through her mind—had she made her life’s worst mistake?
These thoughts lasted but a heartbeat. As they faded, a purple lightning bolt thick as a child’s arm exploded from the cloud toward her.
Jun Ruolan reacted instantly. Divine Thunder Annihilation’s speed made evasion impossible, even for her. Yet fear never touched her. In mere months, she’d ascended from body refinement to Foundation Establishment—matching Murong Wuhen’s legendary pace. If cultivation speed alone defined genius, she and Murong Wuhen were the Heavenly Sword Sect’s true prodigies.
Pride ignited her eyes. She hurled the bronze bell above the thirty criminals. Melodic chimes rang out as spiritual energy cascaded from the bell into the criminals.
A crystal ball materialized in her other hand, glowing with multicolored light as energy surged into it.
“Heavenly Water Reversal!”
The crystal erupted. A ten-zhang-wide torrent roared upward like an inverted waterfall, colliding with the descending lightning. The watery wall narrowed at its peak, coalescing into a coiling dragon that met the divine thunder head-on.
BOOM!
The annihilation strike hammered into the water dragon.
The water dragon suddenly trembled violently, instantly disintegrating into countless droplets that shot outwards with devastating force. These lethal droplets pierced wood and shattered stone, flying hundreds of zhang away. Some struck Su Yinxue and her companions, nearly unstoppable as they rocked the defenders’ bodies and worsened existing injuries.
The waterfall erupting from the crystal ball rapidly collapsed under Divine Thunder Annihilation’s onslaught. Countless droplets exploded outward before the divine lightning shattered all remaining water, slamming into the crystal orb itself.
Crack!
The watermelon-sized crystal ball fractured under the divine thunder’s impact, its glow instantly dimming to ashen gray. Jun Ruolan stared in shock, her expression hardening as she examined the damaged artifact, momentary pain flashing through her eyes.
With a graceful hand motion, she stored the nearly shattered crystal ball and glared coldly at Ye Yun. "Junior Brother Ye Yun’s methods prove extraordinary. This Divine Thunder Annihilation differs from Thundercloud Lightning Sword’s third form, does it not?"
Ye Yun maintained his composure. "Has Senior Sister Jun also cultivated Thunder Spirit Qi and practiced that sword technique?"
"Not precisely," Jun Ruolan countered. "The Heavenly Sword Sect’s third form merely imitates ancestral techniques without capturing their essence. I wonder how you developed such a potent version."
Ye Yun grinned. "Guess."
Thunder roared as he transformed into a lightning streak charging at Jun Ruolan. "Still stalling, Senior Sister?"
Murderous intent flashed in Jun Ruolan’s eyes. Ye Yun’s relentless assault foiled her plans – the thirty criminals needed only the time of an incense stick’s burn to recover half their strength. With the bronze bell’s spiritual energy, they might have regrouped faster for a combined attack she’d augment with full power. But Ye Yun’s ceaseless attacks denied her this crucial window.
Though Ye Yun’s true qi had replenished, his exhausted Thunder Spirit Qi permitted only one Divine Thunder Annihilation. He now channeled remnants into Illusory Thunderlight Escape, relying on blinding speed and physical might to end the battle.
Iron fists hammered relentlessly!
Ye Yun showed no mercy, exploiting his speed to pummel Jun Ruolan with consecutive blows. Accustomed to controlled sparring with senior disciples using refined Celestial Techniques, she found herself overwhelmed by this primitive barrage – a body refinement stage brawler’s tactic against a Foundation Establishment stage expert!
Any proper Celestial Technique required preparation time Ye Yun denied her. His thunderous evasion art closed ten zhang instantly, pressing him against her defenseless form as fists sought every opening without regard for propriety.
Thud!
A punch slipped through Jun Ruolan’s evasions, impacting soft flesh – her chest. Unfazed, Ye Yun hammered the same vulnerable spot repeatedly.
Though his true qi flowed strong, time pressed urgently. Should the thirty criminals recover, Jun Ruolan might unleash unknown contingencies. Everyone’s life and death rested on his shoulders – no room for hesitation remained.
Ye Yun held nothing back!
Fists rained down like stormfall!
