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The divine hall disciples approached menacingly, but Hua Ruge was already prepared. Even at the Divine Origin Realm, her strong physique and cultivation technique could still support her to battle those above her level.

However, the spectators and the common folk did not know that, especially the young wives who loved Hua Ruge, they broke out in a cold sweat for her when they saw her fight against the strong.

Boom!

The sword and the stick collided. Waves of air spread out in all directions, causing the surrounding people to all step back, leaving a large empty space in the center.

This time, the people who were out of luck were the shops on both sides of the street. With this aftermath, all the doors and windows were shattered and the customers fled in all directions. Business was not going to be able to continue.

However, what people were paying attention to was the situation within the battle circle. After this collision, the two of them retreated a few steps and dissipated the impact of the collision.

The divine hall disciple's face was filled with surprise as he asked, "Brat, what demonic technique did you use?"

"It's just a small trick." Hua Ruge modestly asked, "May I know this senior brother's name?"

"It's good for you to know who killed you." The man snorted: "I am the direct disciple of the Protector Zhao, my name is Peng Chong."

"So it's Senior Brother Peng." Hua Ruge nodded.

Hearing this, the woman at the front of the hall scolded, "Little brother, why did you only ask for senior's name and not ask for me?"

"I thought we had a long time ahead of us." Hua Ruge said with a smile.

Hearing this, the girl laughed like a tinkling bell. After laughing, she said, "Brat, you really know how to coax people. I wonder how many girls would fall for you in this world."

Hua Ruge wanted to tease her a little more, but when Peng Chong heard her words, he became angry again. His sword pierced towards Hua Ruge again, and he said: "Brat, you're dead for sure."

Seeing the sword aura reach out to him, Hua Ruge still raised his head to look at the girl and laughed: "Big sister killed me, little brother."

The woman was momentarily astonished. She didn't understand why she was still able to laugh and chat under such circumstances. She didn't know if it was because she was an expert that was bold or if she was an arrogant junior that didn't know her limits.

She didn't understand Hua Ruge. If she understood, then she would know that Hua Ruge had both.

After Hua Ruge finished speaking, she immediately brandished her rod and welcomed the attack. Her explosive power was extremely strong, in a moment she had activated all the strength in her body and released a thunderous strike. It wouldn't be too much to say that he moved like thunder.

Previously, Peng Chong did not realize this, but now that he had seen it, he was truly shocked. This was because the human body had its own weakness.

The meridian channels were wider and wider, but no matter how the cultivators tried to widen them, they were always restricted by their bodies, so even with heaven defying techniques, it would be useless. He truly could not understand how Hua Ruge was able to do it.

He definitely would not believe that this was not a demonic technique.

Therefore, when Hua Ruge made his move later on, Peng Chong still did not have the advantage. Although he was slightly stronger, but his opponent's strength was as vast as the ocean, and the two could not be compared.

It wasn't difficult for Hua Ruge to have a level above her, as the power that was a hundred times stronger than the people around her allowed her to have full strength, so she wouldn't be injured at all if she were to fight with Peng Chong.

Peng Chong was surprised by Hua Ruge's explosive strength, but he quickly felt that this was some kind of extreme method that could suddenly strengthen the body. Usually, this method would cause great damage to the body, and the duration would be extremely short.

Thinking of this, he narrowed his eyes and said, "I would like to see how long you can hold out for."

"Maybe longer than you think." Hua Ruge replied with a smile.

Peng Chong rushed forward again, but this time, Hua Ruge did not hold back anymore.

Hua Ruge's advantage lay in the speed at which he circulated his spirit energy and his strong mental strength. If he wanted to bring out these two advantages, he could only attack first, and the speed of his attacks had to completely suppress the enemy's spirit energy gathering speed.

Previously, the reason why she had exchanged two moves was to test this person's strength. After two tests, she discovered that he was also a fourth stage Ranker, but he was much weaker than Huang Yueying.

She was able to deal with Huang Yueying when she was at the first level of the Divine Origin Realm, so it could be said that it was very easy to deal with him now that she had broken through.

After another hard clash, Hua Ruge suddenly stopped retreating. He used his own body to withstand the force of the collision, and then changed his defense into an attack. His moves were as fast as thunder and as fast as lightning.1

Peng Chong turned pale with fright, and immediately raised his sword to meet it, but he did not have Hua Ruge's ability, so he could not use his entire strength, and could only use 60% of his power.

Sixty to one hundred percent.

Boom!

As the two weapons clashed, Peng Chong was forced to continuously retreat due to the immense energy released by Hua Ruge.

Hua Ruge did not give him any time to react, the tip of his feet touched the ground, and his entire body caught up to Peng Chong as if he was following his body. The rod in his hand seemed to have grown eyes, and he quickly moved towards Peng Chong's chest with precision.

Peng Chong knew that he had met a tough opponent, but as the direct disciple of the protector, his talent and perception were both top-notch. He quickly understood that if he continued to retreat, he would definitely lose, and if he fought with all his might, he might even be able to use up the enemy.

Therefore, he gritted his teeth and channeled his Internal Strength frantically, striving to mobilize more of his power to fight Hua Ruge head on in the shortest amount of time.

Hua Ruge felt that this was much more interesting, he smirked and his hands moved even faster, one move after another, trying to wear down his opponent's strength.

Peng Chong clenched his teeth. Now that he saw Hua Ruge move so quickly, he was sure that she had used a secret technique to stimulate her body, which was why he won so quickly.

It could be said that his endurance was completely useful for the person who was stimulating him to become stronger in a short period of time, but he had coincidentally bumped into Hua Ruge who was the most afraid of wasting his physique.

The attacks of the two were extremely quick. If the onlookers were not stronger, they would not have been able to see their figures clearly. All they could see were two red blurs moving about unceasingly.

The women at the top and the sinister man in front of them were all secretly shocked. They could see that Peng Chong did not have the advantage in this battle and was instead being suppressed.

Seeing Hu Yue, it was not hard to tell that he was someone with a lot of combat experience. He did not seem like a normal businessman or an unknown young man.

In just a quarter of an hour, the two of them had already exchanged more than ten thousand moves. During this time, Peng Chong thought about countless different types of sword techniques that he had learned, wanting to seize the initiative and control the rhythm of the battle.

However, no matter which sword technique he used, he could not seize the initiative to execute one move at a time. It was not just him who was slow, but he also realized that the person in front of him seemed to have planned out the next few moves with every move he made.

He had once heard from his master that everyone who had such abilities could only be accomplished by those who had rich combat experience and extraordinary strength of heart. At the same time, those who had these two skills were definitely not some small fry.

Moreover, he discovered that in the course of their confrontation, his strength had become weaker and weaker, while his opponent didn't seem to show any signs of weakening at all. No matter how he looked at it, he was the one who wanted to be completely exhausted first.

In this kind of situation, he gradually lost his confidence and lost even faster. After a quarter of an hour, he was completely no match for Hua Ruge's rod strike that struck his chest, and he fell from the air onto the ground.

Everyone saw the two of them fighting before, and they were all dressed in red, so it was impossible to tell who was stronger and who was weaker. Once they saw someone fall, everyone subconsciously thought that it would be Hua Ruge.

But after looking carefully, he was dumbfounded, because Hua Ruge was currently steadily standing in midair with a smile on his face.

When he looked at Peng Chong who was kneeling on one knee on the ground, his expression was extremely painful. After a short moment, he finally couldn't hold on any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood before falling face first onto the ground.

The moment he fell to the ground, he released the sword in his hand. Everyone looked over and saw that his palm that was holding the sword had already been shaken until it bled.

The spectators and the divine hall disciples on the rooftops were stunned, because they could tell that although Peng Chong had only been hit, his body had already been injured from the shock.

Furthermore, they couldn't believe that the person who beat a fourth level Divine Origin Realm expert into such a state was actually a white-faced scholar who seemed to be powerless.

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