All Heavens: Starting with Yang Kang playing Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King

Chapter 15 Facing the Eastern Heretic: The Difference Between a Top Master and a Ferocious God of th

Under the scorching sun, Huang Yaoshi, dressed in green and wearing an ugly, thick human skin mask, stood proudly on the dark roof, looking down at Qiu Chuji and the others below.

No one could see his increasingly gloomy face beneath the human skin mask.

Back then, when Mei Chaofeng and Chen Xuanfeng stole the Nine Yin Manual, he was so angry that he broke the legs of all his disciples and drove them off Peach Blossom Island.

Since then, he couldn't remember how long it had been since he last saw these disciples.

During his search for his daughter, he unexpectedly encountered Mei Chaofeng being chased by Qiu Chuji. He was furious to learn that his own disciples were no match for Wang Chongyang's disciples and were being chased and forced to flee in a sorry state.

So he secretly stepped in to save Mei Chaofeng, only to find that he was no match for Qiu Chuji, a mere junior, which made him feel even more embarrassed.

Furthermore, Qiu Chuji's persistent harassment eventually became unbearable for Huang Yaoshi, so he took matters into his own hands and engaged Qiu Chuji in a fierce battle.

Unexpectedly, he, a grandmaster of the Eastern Heretic, fought Qiu Chuji for a whole day and night before finally determining a winner.

Even though Huang Yaoshi had clearly gained the upper hand at this point, he still found it hard to accept!

Under the eaves, Wang Chuyi, Qiu Chuji, Yang Tiexin, and more and more disciples of the World Society who came to help were gradually surrounding Huang Yaoshi.

Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly and picked up the jade flute he always carried, placing it to his lips.

The mournful and eerie sound immediately began to echo like a tide between the courtyards and pavilions.

The disciples of the World Society, whose martial arts skills were relatively low, immediately covered their ears in pain, rolled on the ground, and blood seeped from their mouths and noses.

Those with deeper skills, such as Wang Chuyi and Yang Tiexin, also quickly sat cross-legged on the ground and used their internal energy to resist.

Only Qiu Chuji remained unmoved amidst the storm.

"The Song of the Rising Tide on the Azure Sea!"

"You are Huang Yaoshi, the master of Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea. It really is you."

"I was wondering, in all the world, who would dare to lay a hand on that vixen Mei Chaofeng?"

"And who else has the ability to rescue that demoness from my hands?"

"As expected, they are evil heretics, all from the same lineage!!!"

Qiu Chuji let out a cold snort, leaped onto the roof, pointed his sword at Huang Yaoshi, and shouted angrily.

Even though he was unaffected by the "Azure Sea Tide Melody," his internal strength was already exhausted after a day and a night of fierce fighting with Huang Yaoshi.

Although he obtained the Nine Yang Divine Skill from Yang Kang, before the Nine Yang Divine Skill is perfected, it will eventually have the drawback of losing its power.

At this moment, his internal energy was almost exhausted and he was seriously injured. If he continued to fight, he would probably die at Huang Yaoshi's hands today.

But Qiu Chuji was always the type to never bend to the death, and he would never beg for mercy from Huang Yaoshi.

Of course, Huang Yaoshi's condition was not as good as it seemed. After fighting Qiu Chuji, whose martial arts had greatly improved, for a day and a night, even he had suffered serious internal injuries.

Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly, holding the jade flute, and lightly tapped his toes.

In a flash, he appeared before Qiu Chuji and engaged him in battle once more.

At this point, Qiu Chuji was at his limit. He forced himself to muster his internal energy and once again surged through the meridians.

Within twenty-odd moves, he was knocked off the roof by Huang Yaoshi and fell heavily onto the ground, creating a shallow crater, scattering gravel and dust.

Qiu Chuji coughed up a mouthful of blood, his vision blurred for a moment, and he almost fainted.

Looking at the disciples of the World Society and the two members of the Quanzhen Sect, who were covered in blood and severely injured, Huang Yaoshi slowly picked up the jade flute in his hand and examined it.

Beneath the mask, his face was ashen. In all his years in the industry, this was the first time he had been forced into such a predicament.

Even during the Mount Hua Sword Tournament back then, when everyone was a master of their time and the competition was limited to a few moves, he had never been so embarrassed.

Huang Yaoshi, already frustrated by various misfortunes, suddenly had a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes as he became murderous.

With a jolt beneath his feet, several tiles shattered into pebbles that fell into his palm.

Holding a flute in one hand, he flicked out the broken jade fragments in his other hand like a repeating crossbow, aiming straight for the foreheads of Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi, Yang Tiexin, and a group of experts from the World Society who were sitting cross-legged and practicing their internal energy. He intended to kill them all with his finger-flicking technique and vent his anger.

Suddenly, a long spear flew in from the sky, its red tassels gleaming. It was Yang Miaozhen who had arrived.

The pear blossom spear moved like a nimble snake, its long spear swirling and sweeping across, instantly knocking away all the dozen or so pebbles that Huang Yaoshi had shot at it.

The gun barrel fell, and Yang Miaozhen stood in the center of the field, gun in hand.

"You scoundrel, how dare you!!!"

With a roar, Yang Kang's spear descended like the might of heaven, his body merging with the sun, instantly turning the great hall beneath Huang Yaoshi's feet into ruins. The entire hall collapsed with a deafening roar, rubble rained down, and dust obscured the sun, leaving everything within a radius of several feet in ruins.

Just before Yang Kang's spear shadow fell, Huang Yaoshi dodged and floated away into the distance.

Huang Yaoshi landed on the treetop, his pupils slightly contracting.

The power of that single shot was terrifying!

The woman below was also no ordinary marksman.

Huang Yaoshi was already seriously injured. Given the strength of the newcomer, he should have chosen to retreat calmly. However, his anxiety stirred up his stubborn pride, and his self-respect did not allow him to retreat in this way.

Almost simultaneously, Huang Yaoshi used the force to rebound, his body as light as a breeze, and used his iron flute to attack Yang Kang's vital points.

His moves were so strange and his momentum so swift that he didn't seem like a martial artist who had been fighting for a day and a night. He showed no signs of fatigue or slowness, and every move he made was full of killing intent.

At this point, Yang Kang and the members of the World Society were not, in Huang Yaoshi's eyes, the same people he had known from the original story.

He was unaware of the connection between Guo Jing and Huang Rong. Overwhelmed by anger and murderous intent, Huang Yaoshi naturally showed no mercy. He had only one thought: to kill all these junior martial artists who had repeatedly embarrassed him.

Even more terrifying was that, under the shadow of killing intent, Yang Kang's profound perception brought by his double pupils became vaguely sluggish and blurred.

In his rage, the Eastern Heretic displayed his full power, making everyone realize why the Five Greats of the World were the best in the world.

Huang Yaoshi's moves may not be as exquisite as Yang Miaozhen's, nor does he possess the terrifying spear intent infused with divine will, but Huang Yaoshi ultimately forged his own path in martial arts beyond the realms of spirit and will.

Coupled with his refined and profound internal strength honed over many years, his every move was virtually flawless and invincible.

Yang Kang grew increasingly alarmed as he grew older. Although his strength far surpassed that of Huang Yaoshi, he could not land a single blow on his opponent and was instead repeatedly struck in vital areas.

Fortunately, his Overlord Body and Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill protected him, so he was not seriously injured. However, in the rush, he was unable to do anything to his opponent.

Seeing that Yang Kang and Huang Yaoshi were locked in a stalemate, Yang Miaozhen did not hesitate any longer. She pointed her spear and flew forward.

The two men, wielding their pistols together, fought against the Eastern Heretic.

Although Yang Kang's moves were slightly inferior, his overwhelming power made him invincible, forcing Huang Yaoshi to dodge every move.

Although Yang Miaozhen's internal strength was weak, her spear technique was agile and her moves were unparalleled. Even Huang Yaoshi, in his haste, would find it difficult to find a way to counter her.

The two working together is far more than just one plus one equals more than two; it's a perfect combination of ultimate power and ultimate speed.

In addition, the two have been studying martial arts together for several months, and their cooperation has become seamless.

Huang Yaoshi and Qiu Chuji had been locked in a stalemate for a day and a night. Under their combined attack, Huang Yaoshi was stabbed repeatedly by Yang Miaozhen and swept aside by Yang Kang's heavy spear within fifty moves. Even though he managed to dodge with a twisting movement, he was still severely injured.

Beneath Huang Yaoshi's mask, a look of horror finally appeared!

Seeing that more and more experts from the World Society were gathering, they realized that if they continued to fight, they would not only fail to defeat these two, but they might also lose their lives today.

Huang Yaoshi, disregarding his pride, threw out a smoke bomb and then fled into the distance.