"Binghua Xuelian!" a sissy voice rang out, and Hua Ying, whose aura had been surging, changed his tone.
Suddenly, a giant phantom image rose behind Hua Ying, and it seemed to snow all over the sky.
Spiritual energy condensed into the appearance of ice flowers and snow pellets. Although beautiful, they were extremely dangerous, and Zhang Ergou was completely surrounded.
Shadow Clone!
Before the light and shadow could trap him, Zhang Ergou used Shadow Clone to shift instantly, leaving only his afterimage in the light.
He was now behind Hua Ying.
However, the ice flowers and snow pellets condensed from the spiritual energy all over the sky made him afraid to get close.
"Don't rush, here we go again!" Seeing that Zhang Ergou had instantly escaped the trap of his light and shadow, Hua Ying didn't say anything more. With a wave of his hand, another palm print shot towards him.
Seeing this, Zhang Ergou didn't retreat but advanced. He also formed seals in his hand, and Fire Spirit Punches were thrown out desperately.
He reached into his storage ring and took out the Ghost Spear Tianwen, thrusting it directly at Hua Ying in the center of the light and shadow.
"A mere trick, daring to show it off!" Hua Ying sneered and immediately materialized a spiritual energy hand to grab the iron spear.
Just as Hua Ying's spiritual energy hand was about to touch the Ghost Spear Tianwen, a faint, sinister smile appeared on Zhang Ergou's lips.
"Ah!" A scream rang out, and it was Hua Ying, who had been gaining the upper hand.
Hua Ying stared at the Ghost Spear Tianwen with horror. The moment his spiritual energy hand touched the spear, a searing heat surged towards him.
As a cultivator with an ice spiritual root, Hua Ying was naturally afraid of fire.
Therefore, when he started fighting Zhang Ergou earlier, he had been suppressed by Zhang Ergou's Fire Spirit Punches. He had always thought that Zhang Ergou's Fire Spirit Punches were ordinary flames.
He never expected that the searing heat emanating from the Ghost Spear was countless times more terrifying than ordinary flames.
It turned out that when Zhang Ergou thrust the iron spear, he had channeled a wisp of spiritual fire onto it, giving Hua Ying an unexpected blow.
Hua Ying immediately retreated, and even the phantom image behind him faded considerably.
Clearly, the spiritual fire from Zhang Ergou had caused him considerable damage.
"Haha, I knew this fellow Zhang Ergou would be fine. You guys were so worried!" The chubby Xiong Bao continued to eat, his mouth full.
It was as if he hadn't been the one shouting earlier.
"Chubby, have you got a death wish these days? Have I been too good to you lately?"
Seeing that Zhang Ergou was fine and had regained the upper hand, Zi Lin's mood improved slightly. She glared at Xiong Bao and threatened him.
"Master, spare me, Master, spare me! It was me, it was me who was worried about that kid Zhang Ergou just now."
The chubby Xiong Bao was helpless and finally succumbed to Zi Lin's wrath.
Ling Feng'er, although severely injured, still stood stubbornly, her eyes fixed nervously on the duel.
Seeing that Zhang Ergou was safe, her clenched fists relaxed slightly.
"Just a cultivator at the early Foundation Establishment stage, relying on those unorthodox techniques. Kid, let me show you with my strength that cultivation is ultimately the true way."
Taking a step back, Hua Ying had stabilized himself. Although Zhang Ergou's spiritual fire hidden in the Ghost Spear was unexpected,
the damage it caused to Hua Ying was limited. With the use of his secret technique, Hua Ying's cultivation level was subtly approaching that of a Golden Core expert.
If we were to be precise, Hua Ying's current strength was equivalent to that of a Pseudo-Core expert.
Boom!
As he retreated, Hua Ying struck out with a palm, and a giant palm print flew towards Zhang Ergou.
Zhang Ergou had landed a blow, but its effect was limited. In his haste, he could only counter with a punch.
Fist and palm collided, and Zhang Ergou was forced back, his entire arm feeling numb.
"Is this the strength of the peak Foundation Establishment realm?" Zhang Ergou felt this level of power directly for the first time.
Hua Ying, on the other hand, looked slightly surprised. He was a genuine peak Foundation Establishment cultivator.
He had used a secret technique, and his strength was close to the Golden Core stage. Yet, a punch from an early Foundation Establishment cultivator had managed to block his palm strike.
"Kid, you've certainly got some tricks up your sleeve!" Hua Ying grinned sinisterly, his footwork changing abruptly. His body moved like a phantom towards Zhang Ergou.
"What?"
For a moment, he couldn't catch up to Zhang Ergou's figure, and Hua Ying fell into self-doubt.
This speed and footwork were specially taught to him by his master. In many battles, he had used his speed advantage to deliver unexpected fatal blows to his opponents.
Yet, today, Zhang Ergou, who had made him suffer repeatedly, was now on par with him in terms of footwork and speed.
Moreover, the profoundness of his footwork seemed to subtly surpass his own.
With this thought, a sinister look appeared in Hua Ying's eyes. He pointed a finger at Zhang Ergou, and ice crystals condensed on his fingertip.
Zhang Ergou dodged desperately but was still hit by the finger, leaving a bloody hole on his left shoulder.
While dodging, Zhang Ergou did not wait to be attacked. A solid Lion's Heart Punch landed squarely on Hua Ying's face.
In one exchange, both had suffered a setback.
Hua Ying took Zhang Ergou's punch directly, and a sharp, stinging sensation shot up his nostrils.
"Early Foundation Establishment, and he can fight on par with Hua Ying who is using a secret technique." Not far away, Ling Feng'er stared intently at the scene.
Zhang Ergou had given her too many surprises today. She hadn't expected that Zhang Ergou, whom she had pulled to be a shield in their brief encounter at Chunyang Peak, possessed such strength.
"Kid, you deserve to die!" With his face heavily struck, Hua Ying became even more enraged.
What he cared about most was his handsome face, and today it had been attacked by Zhang Ergou twice. How could he bear it?
"Idiot, bragging can't kill anyone." Zhang Ergou sneered dismissively, completely unfazed by Hua Ying's threat.
He raised his iron spear and swung it directly at Hua Ying who was charging towards him.
Boom!
He had misjudged the weight of the Ghost Spear, and Hua Ying was once again sent reeling back. Zhang Ergou was also pushed back by the recoil.
Before he could stop himself, several ice crystals shot towards him.
In his haste, Zhang Ergou could only raise Tianwen to block the incoming ice crystals.
Clang! Clang! Clang...
The ice crystals shattered instantly upon impact with the iron spear, but Hua Ying seized this opportunity to strike Zhang Ergou's chest with a fierce cold palm print.
Puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Zhang Ergou was forced to retreat continuously.
"Zhang Ergou!" The chubby Xiong Bao cried out nervously, about to charge into the fray to rescue Zhang Ergou.
"Don't rush, he hasn't reached his limit yet. Fights always involve injuries, let's wait and see."
Zi Lin quickly grabbed the chubby Xiong Bao who was about to step forward.
"Go to hell, you little bastard!" Hua Ying roared, his face sinister as he lunged at the retreating Zhang Ergou.
"What did you say?" a voice devoid of emotion rang out. Zhang Ergou stopped his retreat abruptly.
His icy eyes instantly turned bloodshot!
Zhang Ergou hated being called "little bastard" more than anything in his life.