Chapter 160: Dense Lightning Pool

The two who already arrived in the middle of the lake retreated respectively for the time being. Song Changxi remained suspended above the water, surrounded by thunderous sounds. Golden lightning bolts roiled within the sea of clouds. As for Chen Chao, he was just standing by the lake at this time, carrying a saber in his hand. The teenager whose upper body was bare was bearing numerous clearly visible scars.

As Song Changxi looked at those scars, he also felt many thoughts and feelings. As a genius of Dao society who was sent to cultivate in the mountains since birth, he had only needed to cultivate all these years. He had no way of understanding the experiences of ordinary cultivators, even less so of martial artists. However, just by seeing the scars on Chen Chao's body at this moment, he knew what the latter had been through.

There was a fleeting trace of admiration in his eyes.

But it vanished in an instant.

Chen Chao was furious.

However, that anger was not directed at Song Changxi.

Since encountering those foreign cultivators in Tianqing County until now, after experiencing so many things, one incident after another, even the most level-headed person would find it hard to endure anymore at this moment.

Song Changxi saw through Chen Chao's anger and calmly said, "You are very angry. Your state of mind is important during a fight."

"F*ck your mother!"

Chen Chao's eyes instantly hardened.

With a thought, Song Changxi summoned a golden lightning bolt that descended from the sky, bursting through the sea of clouds with an endless aura of annihilation. It resembled a golden dragon as it suddenly fell!

The lake's surface surged, akin to a gust of wind blowing down from the heavens and sweeping across the mortal realm.

Chen Chao's black hair flew everywhere in an instant.

The oppressive might of heaven and earth left him struggling.

Why were martial artists always looked down upon? Was it not because immortal cultivators had various magic spells while martial artists had only a single method, giving people a boorish feeling?

Now, faced with these golden lightning bolts, what could Chen Chao do?

Chen Chao was expressionless. When the golden lightning bolt fell onto the lake's surface, he suddenly lunged forward, narrowly avoiding the lightning's assault as he simultaneously rushed towards Song Changxi.

As the lightning plunged into the lake, the entire body of water started boiling, sending water splashes soaring into the sky. Then, a strange scene appeared. One golden lightning bolt after another appeared on the lake's surface, resembling a gigantic spider web reflected in the water.

Then, like tiny golden flood dragons, the lightning bolts flickered within the water. The lake water instantly began to boil too.

A flood dragon emerged from the water's surface and just happened to appear right beneath Chen Chao's feet.

The lake exploded as the flood dragon emerged.

Chen Chao clenched his fist and crushed it with one punch.

The remnants of golden lightning crackled on his fist.

After the first flood dragon appeared under Chen Chao's feet, several more flood dragons shot out from under Chen Chao's feet, rushing toward Chen Chao.

The broken saber in Chen Chao's hand swept past, releasing a black gleam of saber light and slicing through several flood dragons. Then, Chen Chao stomped heavily, dispersing the remaining arcs of electricity. The blade of the black broken saber had several new white marks on it.

Seeing as several flood dragons were slashed by Chen Chao, Song Changxi remained indifferent. He just looked at this scene expressionlessly. Then, he stretched out his hand, and a bolt of lightning descended from the sky, landing in his palm and transforming into a magic sword.

Song Changxi lowered his head and glanced at the sword. Then, he murmured, "Go."

Thunder roared incessantly between heaven and earth!

But Song Changxi suddenly discovered that the young martial artist in front of him had actually disappeared at this moment.

Those bolts of lightning failed to land on his body.

Where did he go?

Song Changxi frowned slightly. But in an instant, he suddenly turned around, his daoist robes rustling in the wind.

There was no one behind him?

Song Changxi frowned again.

He turned around once more.

This time, that young martial artist who suddenly vanished finally appeared.

Before Song Changxi could react, Chen Chao's two fists came crashing down heavily, directly striking Song Changxi's chest. However, it only caused slight ripples on this young daoist genius' robe. Then, it dissipated most of the force from these two punches. His body only swayed slightly as well.

When Chen Chao attempted to retract his hands, he realized that they were actually firmly stuck. A tremendous force was currently preventing him from pulling them away.

It was at this moment that Song Changxi smiled and said, "Just you martial artists. When it comes down to it, you don't have any other means. No matter how tough your body is, what's the use?"

He looked at the young man before him and reached his hand out to swipe. The lightning that scattered between heaven and earth poured between his fingers. Instantly, a dazzling light settled between his fingers.

Then, Song Changxi pointed a finger and the radiant light instantly crashed into Chen Chao's chest.

"It's over."

As Song Changxi spoke, the radiant light at his fingertip erupted once again, bursting forth in this place.

Chen Chao's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

He fell into the lake like a kite with a broken string.

Song Changxi glanced at the lake surface, showing no intention of stopping. He immediately beckoned his hands, and within the lightning pool, the lightning raged!

Falling into the lake.

The already tumultuous lake water which had been tossed around countless times, now churned even more violently.

Such was the spectacle of a heaven and earth phenomenon.

Countless bolts of lightning fell, all in the same place.

Chen Chao had now fallen to the bottom of the lake, while Song Changxi was determined to ensure that he would never leave alive.

No matter what, foreign cultivators were whom a Great Liang Dynasty's martial artist could provoke.

Chen Chao had embarrassed them enough with his rampage during the martial exam. If he did not kill him at this moment, it would probably be difficult for the foreign cultivators to accept it.

Song Changxi looked down at the lake surface, akin to a true immortal, and calmly said, "Perhaps in a few more years, you could have become the next Nepenthe martial artist of the Great Liang Dynasty. It's just that nobody will give you that chance."