Eternal Blood Emperor-Chapter 412: Saint Tier Martial Techniques

Wang Ruoxie stood atop the battle platform, his gaze looking down at Liu Song and Xu Qiang below, a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Since these so-called geniuses of the Middle Thousand World were so arrogant and haughty, he would be even more arrogant and haughty than them.

He wanted to let these two know that even in the Small Thousand World, there were people who could crush them.

Hearing Wang Ruoxie’s words, the smiles on Liu Song and Xu Qiang’s faces froze immediately.

They had just been sneering at Wang Ruoxie, thinking that he was afraid to die and dared not step onto the platform for a duel. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, not only did he ascend the stage directly, but he also challenged them.

To them, who were arrogant and proud, this was an utter humiliation. It could even be said that Wang Ruoxie was slapping them in the face in front of so many people.

Liu Song and Xu Qiang’s faces became extremely unsightly, and they looked at Wang Ruoxie with a gaze full of cold killing intent.

"Junior Brother Liu Song, since this guy is courting death, then go and fulfill his wish."

Xu Qiang said coldly, looking at Liu Song.

"Senior Brother Xu Qiang, rest assured, I will not let him walk off this platform alive."

Liu Song’s eyes showed a trace of cold humor, nodding, he said, "Moreover, before killing him, I want to thoroughly humiliate him."

With that, Liu Song’s body trembled, like a great roc spreading its wings, appearing extremely graceful. Then, he directly landed on the battle platform, facing Wang Ruoxie.

"Initially, on Junior Sister Miaoyin’s account, I didn’t want to take your life, but since you are seeking your own death, I can’t be blamed."

Liu Song looked coldly at Wang Ruoxie and said in a deep voice.

At this moment, Tang Miaoyin below the stage showed a worried expression, wanting to say something to Liu Song, but was stopped by Xiao Ningyue.

"Junior Sister Miaoyin, there’s no need to worry, Ruoxie will be fine. With his current strength, no one in the Cave Heaven Realm can threaten him."

Xiao Ningyue smiled gently at Tang Miaoyin and spoke.

Hearing Xiao Ningyue’s words, although Tang Miaoyin felt slightly relieved, she still appeared somewhat worried, but she didn’t say anything further.

"Beauty, perhaps you don’t know, even with the same cultivation, you so-called geniuses from the Small Thousand World are far inferior to us. What’s more, that guy is two small realms lower than Junior Brother Liu Song."

Hearing this, Xu Qiang sneered and spoke to Xiao Ningyue.

It is known that the martial arts heritage of the Middle Thousand World is far superior to that of the Small Thousand World. Just the cultivation methods and martial techniques, divine secret techniques alone are on a different level.

With the same cultivation realm, different cultivation methods and martial techniques can create a world of difference in power.

Moreover, factors like weapons, armor, martial arts realm, bloodline tier, and attribute profound technique further widen the gap in power.

Not to mention Wang Ruoxie being two small realms lower than Liu Song, even if Wang Ruoxie was two small realms higher, he firmly believed Liu Song could easily defeat him.

"Senior Sister Ningyue, if it becomes untenable, let Brother Ruoxie concede, otherwise, I’m afraid Senior Brother Liu Song will truly harm him."

Tang Miaoyin, who stayed in the Spirit Void Realm for a few years, and even joined the Supreme Profound Sect, one of the Ten Great Sects, was very clear that Xu Qiang’s words were not arrogance but the truth.

Even she herself was fully confident in easily defeating martial cultivators of the same rank in the Small Thousand World, or even challenging higher ranks.

"No need, I trust him, and so should you."

Xiao Ningyue smiled calmly and replied.

"This guy has quite the nerve, daring to challenge someone in the ninth layer of the Cave Heaven Realm with his mere seventh layer cultivation."

"I think he just has a death wish, courting death."

Many people in the crowd also began discussing animatedly.

In almost everyone’s view, Wang Ruoxie’s challenge to Liu Song was akin to seeking his own doom.

"Could it be that you geniuses from the Middle Thousand World only fight with words?"

Wang Ruoxie looked at Liu Song indifferently, mockingly.

"Courting death."

Liu Song’s face turned grim as he shouted harshly.

As his voice fell, his figure suddenly leaped out, punching towards Wang Ruoxie.

"Demon-Slaying Fist."

As Liu Song’s cold shout rang out, golden light filled with terrifying power emanated instantly from his fist.

In the next moment, this golden light directly condensed into a massive golden fist seal, smashing towards Wang Ruoxie.

"Saint-tier Martial Technique."

Feeling the overwhelming power contained in this golden fist seal, Wang Ruoxie’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Clearly, Liu Song’s Demon-Slaying Fist was a Saint-tier Martial Technique, and even though it was a lower-grade Saint-tier technique, its power far surpassed that of a top-grade Celestial tier technique.

"Fighting Saint Fist."

As the golden fist seal was about to strike Wang Ruoxie, he suddenly raised his arm and unleashed a punch of his own.

The Fighting Saint Fist was a top-grade Saint-tier martial technique, and its offensive power was once considered unmatched in the Three Realms.

Though Wang Ruoxie could not yet unleash the full might of the Fighting Saint Fist, the power of this punch was still comparable to an intermediate Saint-tier martial technique.

"Boom!"

With an explosive sound, incredibly violent Vigorous Qi erupted.

Wang Ruoxie’s punch shattered Liu Song’s golden fist seal directly.

"You do have some ability; no wonder you’re so brazen."

This sight caused Liu Song’s eyes to narrow, and he spoke coldly, "However, you will still die."

With these words, he launched both his fists, unleashing endless golden fist lights, which transformed into golden fist seals, overwhelming the sky and striking towards Wang Ruoxie.

"Annihilate!"

Wang Ruoxie uttered softly and unleashed another punch, demolishing the incoming golden fist seals effortlessly.

"Damn, how could this guy be so powerful?"

Liu Song’s face finally darkened, clearly not expecting Wang Ruoxie’s strength to exceed his expectations, even rivaling his own.

For a moment, he dared not continue attacking, seemingly intimidated by the strength Wang Ruoxie displayed.

"Weren’t you going to take my life? Why do you stand there doing nothing?"

Wang Ruoxie’s eyes bore a mocking look as he spoke to Liu Song.

"I must admit, you are indeed strong, but that does not mean you can contend with me."

Liu Song’s gaze fixed intensely on Wang Ruoxie as he spoke coldly, "I didn’t want to use my last resort, but since you insist on courting death, I will let you witness my true strength."

As his words fell, a golden longsword’s shadow appeared behind him, quickly solidifying into a genuine golden longsword.

Suddenly, an incomparably sharp sword aura surged skyward, as if to pierce the heavens and the earth.

"Sword Blood Soul, perfection level nine-fold sword intent, he’s actually a Sword Cultivator too."

"This guy is in danger; he’s already two small realms below, and the opponent is a Sword Cultivator, the most skilled in attack."

Feeling the fearsome sword aura, everyone’s hearts trembled.