Chapter 1417: Chapter 1417

"Forget it, no matter what, you slaughtered so many of my Ming Group members. Today, there’s no way I can let this go."

Yan Nantian dismissed Fu Tianyou’s explanations, abruptly raised his hand and summoned a thick layer of Gang Qi, glaring at Tang Ming with murderous intent: "Today, I will destroy you and avenge the dead of the Ming Group."

"Hahaha, what a leader of the Ming Group, truly the upper beam is crooked and the lower beam is slanted."

Upon hearing this, Tang Ming burst into wild laughter: "No wonder the Ming Group is so arrogant and overbearing, turns out they have you, an unreasonable person, in charge. In that case, I have nothing more to say, I’ll destroy you, and then the Ming Group."

"Arrogant, at such a young age so dismissive, even if you started cultivating from the womb, how much skill can you really have."

Yan Nantian cursed, then his body suddenly froze in place.

Tang Ming’s expression slightly changed as he quickly shifted his body.

The stairs where Tang Ming had been standing exploded fiercely, sending a wave of stone and soil into the air.

"Kid, you got some skills, huh?"

Yan Nanting leapt out from the dust, coldly staring at Tang Ming.

After landing, Tang Ming glanced at the place where Yan Nantian had been standing before, the rigid figure gradually blurred and finally disappeared.

"This old guy’s speed is really fast, he can actually leave behind an afterimage."

Tang Ming’s expression became serious, as Yan Nantian was currently the strongest opponent he was facing head-on, and he dared not be careless.

"Huff huff, come, let me see how truly skilled the super expert of Ming Group is."

Tang Ming took a deep breath, stomped his foot fiercely, and rushed at Yan Nantian like a phantom.

"I’ll make you regret coming into this world."

Yan Nantian did not hold back either, charging towards Tang Ming as soon as he finished speaking.

The two Nine-star Martial Masters formally clashed, their powerful Qi directly causing the surrounding buildings to collapse one after another, like two atomic bombs constantly colliding, generating powerful explosions.

Fu Tianyou had no need to run, lying on the ground, affected by the Qi, coughing up blood while rolling away to the distance.

The survivors of the Ming Group began to flee in all directions, compared to the bloody slaughter by Tang Ming, the fight between these two Nine-star martial artists terrified them even more, as flying debris could come from anywhere and kill them.

After Tang Ming and Yan Nantian collided, they only engaged in direct, hard-hitting attacks. Their bodies alternately crashed into the surrounding buildings, each time shattering walls like two terrifying machines of destruction.

However, both were incredibly fast, so much so that Fu Tianyou and the others could only see two phantoms darting through the air, continuously destroying surrounding structures, unable to clearly see their movements.

An hour later, with their battle as the center, parts of the Ming Group’s base were left in ruin.

After a direct punch, the two instantly separated, facing off and staring at each other.

"This old guy’s power is robust, the energy of his True Qi and Gang Qi is truly strong."

Tang Ming looked at Yan Nantian with a serious expression, facing such a difficult enemy for the first time.

"This kid is young, physically strong, and the energy within his body is both chaotic and pure, it even seems to carry poison."

Yan Nantian likewise stared cautiously at Tang Ming, having seen many masters in his career, but never a young Nine-star martial master like Tang Ming.

"A velha é uma rotina. A única solução agora é se disputar fisicamente. Não posso aproveitar no Gang Qi, mas eu sou jovem e minha resistência física dura mais que a dele."

Tang Ming had silently made up his mind.

"The opponent is aggressive, I must avoid his edge for the moment and then compete in power. My decades of skill will surely wear him down."

Yan Nantian quickly devised a strategy in response.

Finally, both decided unanimously to engage in a protracted battle to exhaust the other.

Both shouted angrily and clashed again. Because each had their advantages, their skills were evenly matched, making it difficult to decide the winner.

In a duel between masters, when the difference in cultivation or realm is significant, even Nine-star martial masters or martial generals can be quickly decided.

The most frustrating scenario is when both sides are evenly matched, as endurance then becomes the deciding factor.

Whoever shows a flaw or runs out of stamina first is the loser, although the result may be mutual harm or mutual destruction.

Now, Tang Ming and Yan Nantian found themselves in such an awkward situation, evenly matched, only able to prolong indefinitely, fighting with endurance to defeat the other.

The battle was so intense it seemed to turn day into night, starting at noon, continuing till dusk, then from dusk till dawn, with no signs of a victor emerging.

Fu Tianyou and the others were dumbfounded, wondering how long this fight would last until a winner emerged.

Moreover, the terrifying destruction had almost completely ruined the Ming Group base; at this rate, the whole base might turn into rubble.

Outside the headquarters of the Ming Group base, Chen Cang, Xin Badao, and others, with the Dark Group’s assistance, blocked every exit, sniping the returning Ming Group executives while killing the Ming Group members fleeing, and keeping an eye on the internal movements of the base.

"Master, have you ever seen such a fight before? It’s been almost a full day, why hasn’t there been a result yet?"

At dawn, Chen Cang asked Xin Badao in confusion, although not present at the battle scene, the powerful Qi collisions from afar told him that the situation was extremely dangerous.

"Looks like Little Tang has met a formidable enemy this time."

Xin Badao frowned as he observed in the direction of the base, "Back in the day, the skill between me and your master Chu Batian was evenly matched. Every time we fought, we’d end up in a prolonged battle, it generally lasted until we both were exhausted, and no victor could be determined."

"What’s the longest you fought?"

Chen Cang quickly inquired.

"Three days and nights."

Xin Badao smiled bitterly, "Back then, we were just Five-star martial masters, and could last three days and nights. Now, Little Tang is a Nine-star martial master, so fighting for seven days and nights is possible."

"I... should we just go in and lend Ming a hand?"

Chen Cang’s mouth twitched, suggesting through gritted teeth.

"In a battle between Nine-star martial masters, even bullets can’t penetrate, we really can’t interfere. Even if we went in, we’d just be spectators."

Xin Badao shook his head, sighed: "We should follow Little Tang’s orders and guard the perimeter, trying to eliminate as much of Ming Group’s active forces as possible."

"But if this continues, Ming may run out of stamina, and Ming Group’s bastards will definitely go after him."

Chen Cang anxiously grabbed his head.

"That’s why we need to kill as many Ming Group members as possible, so when the internal battle slows down, we can launch a full attack on the base, ensuring Ming Group’s forces are eliminated before the battle ends, or Little Tang will be endangered."

Xin Badao resolutely declared.