Time Manipulating System-Chapter 89
Chapter 89
Naturally, they believed Zheng Yuhe would win.
Gu Yang’s sword talent was higher, but his cultivation realm was far too low.
Meanwhile, Zheng Yuhe was at the Third Level of the Holding Origin Realm.
His cultivation method and sword arts were extremely high‑grade.
More importantly…
if Zheng Yuhe unleashed his full strength, he could easily kill an ordinary seventh‑level Holding Origin expert.
So in their eyes, Gu Yang had almost no chance.
Even the First Prince, who favored Gu Yang the most, thought so.
“Seventh Sister, what do you think?” the First Prince asked when he noticed Chu Linger pouting with a different opinion.
“You’re all underestimating Gu Yang!”
Chu Linger didn’t hesitate to voice her thoughts.
“Oh?”
“Then tell us how we’re underestimating him,” the Second Prince asked with a smile.
“First of all, when Gu Yang fought the Golden Howl Dog, he showed extraordinary physical strength and seventy percent fist intent. He didn’t even use a sword and still beat it to death.”
“Gu Yang hasn’t even drawn his sword yet. Why must he be weaker than Zheng Yuhe?”
“I think you’re all just jealous of him!”
Her brothers had been belittling Gu Yang nonstop, and she had been holding back her irritation.
Now that she spoke, she let it all out at once.
Hearing her words, the princes exchanged looks, amusement in their eyes.
“Seventh Sister… don’t tell me you’ve taken a liking to Gu Yang?”
Chu Linger froze, and her face instantly turned bright red.
“B‑brothers, don’t talk nonsense! I… I didn’t…”
She tried to explain, but her stammering only made it more obvious.
The princes immediately understood.
Their Seventh Sister was clearly developing feelings.
Just then, Gu Yang finally reacted on the screen.
Beside the pile of shattered stones, Gu Yang glanced at Zheng Yuhe.
“If you want to fight, just say it. Why waste breath?”
His tone was calm.
“You!?”
Zheng Yuhe’s eyes widened in fury.
“Arrogant brat! I’ll teach you what it means to respect the strong!”
His true essence erupted violently.
The aura of a Third‑Level Holding Origin cultivator spread without restraint, pressing down on Gu Yang.
But Gu Yang didn’t even bother looking at it.
It didn’t pressure him at all.
“Hmph!”
Zheng Yuhe snorted coldly.
The spirit sword in his hand burst with dazzling sword light.
Chi!
A sharp, pure sword aura shot forward.
At the same time, a profound sword intent exploded outward…
Fifty percent sword intent.
This time, the sword aura aimed straight at Gu Yang’s chest.
Gu Yang let out a cold laugh.
He raised his fist and struck forward.
Seventy percent fist intent erupted.
The Subduing Demon Vajra Fist activated instantly.
And this time…
Gu Yang didn’t hold back his strength.
Two flood dragons’ worth of force exploded.
Boom!
The moment he punched, the air shattered into a vacuum.
The terrifying pressure of his fist surged toward the sword aura.
The next moment…
they collided.
Zheng Yuhe originally believed this sword strike would defeat Gu Yang.
But…
The expected scene never happened.
Instead, the instant Gu Yang’s fist hit the sword aura,
his overwhelming strength shattered it completely.
“How is that possible!?”
Zheng Yuhe’s eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.
But Gu Yang didn’t stop.
After crushing the sword aura, he closed the distance and punched straight at Zheng Yuhe’s face.
Zheng Yuhe reacted quickly, unleashing his true essence and swinging his sword to block.
Boom!
Gu Yang’s fist slammed down.
Facing the raw power in that punch, Zheng Yuhe’s face turned pale.
Was this really the strength of a Tenth‑Level Condensed True Realm cultivator?
It was monstrous.
Boom!
The force blasted Zheng Yuhe back hundreds of meters.
He managed to block, but the true essence covering his body shattered inch by inch.
His low‑grade spirit sword trembled violently.
His right hand shook uncontrollably.
Gu Yang’s punch was simply too terrifying.
If he hadn’t reacted in time,
that punch could have killed him outright.
Despite the shock, a fierce glint flashed in Zheng Yuhe’s eyes.
As the seventh‑ranked prodigy, he wasn’t someone who ran from a fight.
Even though Gu Yang showed frightening strength,
he didn’t believe he would lose.
“You… very good.”
“In that case… I’ll defeat you with my strongest technique!”
His eyes turned vicious.
Pure true essence erupted from his body, gathering behind him.
A moment later…
a true‑essence phantom formed behind him.
It took the shape of a human figure holding a long sword made of true essence.
“Ancient‑Tracing Sword Art… Severing Fate!”
Zheng Yuhe let out a low shout and prepared to strike.
The phantom behind him mirrored his movements.
Sword aura exploded.
But this time…
the sword intent didn’t flow into the spirit sword in his hand.
It poured directly into the phantom behind him.
The phantom’s long sword flickered with a terrifying, unknown power.
“Die!”
This was Zheng Yuhe’s ultimate move…
his killing technique.
He clearly sensed the threat Gu Yang posed.
So he wanted to kill him.
Gu Yang’s comprehension of swordsmanship was too exaggerated…
so exaggerated that Zheng Yuhe suspected Gu Yang possessed some kind of sword‑related opportunity.
Seeing Gu Yang rely on fists only strengthened that belief.
If Gu Yang truly was a sword genius, why would he cultivate fist intent instead of focusing solely on the sword?
Therefore…
he was certain Gu Yang carried a sword‑dao opportunity.
If he could obtain it…
he might soar to the heavens.
He might even surpass Bai Tianhong.
Greed flashed in his eyes.
He swung his sword with full force.
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Chapter 89
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