Chapter 1214: The World Is Like A Paper

The sky turned dark once more.

Just like before, it was a lightless dark where eyes could not see, and mind could not perceive.

But unlike before, the sky hadn’t darkened in an instant like someone had turned off the light switch. Instead, it was a slow, encroaching darkness that resembled the beginning of the night.

Of course, everyone could tell that the sun hadn’t set, the moon hadn’t hidden itself behind the clouds, and it definitely wasn’t the night yet. The sky was darkening simply because all light in this corner of the world was being pulled into that palm. Ye Qing’s palm.

When the world turned pitch black, it was Xue Wushuang who caved under the suffocating pressure first and attacked. Pure White flew into the air and fanned open like a peacock, forming a circle of swords that shone as bright as a second sun.

If Ye Qing desired to plunge this world into darkness, then she would bring forth light with her sword.

The next moment, Xue Wushuang pointed forward and caused the swords to fall like rain. There were so many that it was impossible to count them. From a distance, they looked like the falling snow of a winter night.

Snow was falling from a sunny sky. Hence, the sword technique was named, “Snowfall Under The Heavens”.

Ye Qing had already clenched his fist when the sword fell. So, he threw a punch.

Buzz!

It was a shattering punch. As if the world was a piece of paper, his fist punched right through it and disintegrated everything into dust.

The falling swords suddenly froze in mid-air and trembled violently as if they were resisting some sort of pressure. In the end though, they all broke, crumbled, and disappeared amidst shrill, metallic shrieks.

The swords’ demise meant the fist’s advance. Inch by inch, the dazzling light of swords were devoured by the darkness.

THANG!

A crisp, loud ringing that sounded like the morning gong resounded throughout heaven and earth, and the second sun abruptly dimmed and wobbled dangerously.

In the end, it shattered into pieces.

The sun fell, the sky darkened, and everything fell silent.

An indefinite amount of time later—it could be the flick of a finger, or it could be thousands and thousands of years—the darkness receded, and light was restored to the world.

Ye Qing and Xue Wushuang reappeared before the crowd once more.

The duo were still standing in the exact same position. They were even maintaining the exact same posture: Xue Wushuang had a sword pointed toward the ground, and Ye Qing had his hands clasped behind his back.

It was almost as if they hadn’t moved.

Suddenly, Xue Wushuang began trembling slightly. Then, she began retreating backward.

Every time she took a step backward, her face would turn paler, and Pure White would dim a little more.

At the same time, the ground beneath her feet was collapsing and dissipating earnestly.

The Wintersweet Mountain was a tough, unyielding structure that had stood tall since heavens-know-when, but right now, the sand, the rocks, the soil—everything was turning into fine powder as if countless time had passed.

So, when Xue Wushuang backed three hundred meters from the peak of Wintersweet Mountain all the way to the foot, the mountain itself had crumbled into dust as well.

On the ground, Xue Wushuang was holding her sword with a pale complexion.

In the sky where a mountain peak once stood, Ye Qing was standing with his hands clasped behind his back.

For a time, the crowd could only watch with bulging eyes. No one was saying anything not because they didn’t want to, but because they didn’t know what to say.

No amount of words was enough to describe what just happened before their eyes, so they could only stay silent.

“Cough! Cough!”

A moment later, a cough broke the silence and jolted them out of their reverie.

When they looked, they saw Xue Wushuang covering her mouth and coughing softly. Bright red blood was seeping through her fingers and dyeing her hand red.

From a distance, it almost looked like she was holding a wintersweet flower.

Xue Wushuang’s aura slowly shriveled as she continued to cough into her hand.

It was only then the crowd realized that Xue Wushuang was injured. Not only that, her injuries were quite serious.

On the other hand, Ye Qing was still standing in the sky and emitting an aura that was as bright and potent as the sun. One could not look up at him without feeling a stinging sensation.

Ye Qing was lounging high up in the sky, and Xue Wushuang was coughing on the ground.

Ye Qing was emitting off a powerful aura and looking pristine, while Xue Wushuang was clearly weakened and injured.

It was obvious what this all meant. Ye Qing won, and Xue Wushuang lost.

It wasn’t like no one thought that Xue Wushuang would lose. After all, Ye Qing had killed the Brocade Shirt Marquis Zhao Changming, and Zhao Changming was ranked slightly higher than Xue Wushuang on the Earth Champions Ranking. Therefore, he was at least as strong as her, if not stronger. If Ye Qing could kill the Brocade Shirt Marquis, then it made sense that he would be able to defeat Xue Wushuang as well.

However, they did not think that Xue Wushuang would lose so decisively and easily. In one move, one punch, Ye Qing had defeated the woman and gravely injured her. As if that wasn’t enough, Ye Qing had allowed her three moves and surrendered all of the initiative.

It was just unbelievable.

As it turned out, the man in the sky wasn’t being arrogant or pretentious after all. He was simply stating facts.

If he had seized the initiative and attacked first, then Xue Wushuang probably would not have gotten a chance to retaliate exactly as he said.

Right here and now, Ye Qing was no longer a human in the people’s eyes. He was something closer to a god or a demon.

Behind Blue Demon’s savage mask, looking down on the crowd and sensing their fear and respect, Ye Qing felt a smile spreading across his face.

The reason he allowed Xue Wushuang three moves before ending it all in one punch wasn’t just to look good. It was also to show off his strength to the masses.

He was trying to intimidate the monkeys after all. If his performance wasn’t intimidating, then what was the point?

Although the masses knew that he had killed Zhao Changming and wiped out the Westwind Inn, they hadn’t actually seen it with his own eyes. They had an idea of how strong he was, but they didn’t actually know how strong he was. After all, they hadn’t seen it yet.

That was why he set things up so that he could defeat the famous Snow Sword Fairy in one punch and before everyone’s eyes. There could be nothing more stunning than this, could it?

In fact, he had anticipated Xue Wushuang’s arrival and planned for it. While looking through the intel Westwind Inn had gathered after wiping them out, he accidentally saw a message stating that Xue Wushuang had arrived at Snowview City. She could only have come for him.

An idea immediately came to him then. Instead of leaving Snowview City, he instead traveled to Snow Garden openly and waited for Xue Wushuang to show herself.

As expected, the woman did not disappoint him. She eventually knocked on his doorsteps.

All in all, he was very satisfied with this outcome.

“I lost.”

Finally, Xue Wushuang got a hold of herself and wiped away the blood trickling down her lips. After she rose back to full height, she declared, “Your strength is untouchable. You have Wushuang’s wholehearted praise.”

“You’re welcome, fairy.”

Ye Qing descended from the sky as Blue Demon slowly withdrew back into his body. He replied smilingly, “The fact that you were able to block my punch proves that you are quite extraordinary yourself.”

A performance should have a start and an end. Now was the part where they paid each other compliments and boosted each other’s rep so to speak.

Xue Wushuang: “...” For some reason, the anger she just suppressed was threatening to burst out once more. She felt like kicking a certain shameless person’s butt.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t.

Xue Wushuang sucked in a deep breath and told herself that a woman of her standing should be graceful again, and again, and again. Finally, she asked, “What is that punch, Brother Ye?”

“Break Hammer.”

Ye Qing did not try to hide it. He answered honestly, “It is a fist that breaks all arts!”

“Break Hammer? Could it be the Three Origin Hammers that made the Dark Overlord invincible under the heavens?” Xue Wushuang looked shocked.

“You are quite knowledgeable, fairy. Indeed, it is the Three Origin Hammers.” Ye Qing smiled.

“No wonder it boasts such strength.”

Xue Wushuang sighed. “It is a shame I wasn’t able to witness the Dark Overlord executing the technique in person, but I do not think that your version is in any way inferior to it. In fact, I think you have surpassed the Dark Overlord in this regard!”

“It is my honor to be able to witness this fist!”