Chapter 104: The Yin-Yang Spirit-Refining Pill

Leaping forward, Liu Feng followed Su Bo down from the second floor. He saw Su Bo land on the main street, a trace of blood staining the corner of his lips.

"Kid, I didn't expect you to be this strong. But injuring me was merely a result of my carelessness." Su Bo glared at Liu Feng, his expression turning grave.

"What is the point of words? Only a clash will decide." With that, Liu Feng lunged forward, closing the distance between them in the blink of an eye.

His fists trembled as a blinding golden light erupted from them, radiant as the blazing sun. A force as heavy as a mountain and as turbulent as the sea surged outward, blasting toward Su Bo.

Su Bo's eyes flashed, unleashing a powerful aura. He thrust his fists forward, his posture resembling a pouncing tiger as his violent true qi surged to meet Liu Feng's fists.

*Boom!*

The collision of their fists produced a deafening roar. The explosive force erupted like a volcano, rippling outward and shattering the paved street below them.

At the epicenter of the impact, a crater over ten meters wide yawned open, its terrifying destructive power chilling to the bone. Sent reeling once more, Su Bo's face darkened with fury.

"War Tiger Codex! Three Strikes of the Savage Tiger!" Su Bo roared. His aura grew wild, violent, and frenzied, as though a rabid tiger had awakened within him.

Curling his hands into claws, he channeled his surging true qi into his fingertips. Instantly, ten sharp claws of energy condensed over his fingers, gleaming like steel hooks with a frigid light as a sharp, piercing energy erupted.

With a swift blur, he pounced toward Liu Feng, his hook-like claws tearing through the air to envelop his opponent from all sides.

*Ten Strikes of Ruin!* Liu Feng roared internally. A brilliant golden light erupted from his body, quickly enveloping him until he appeared clad in a suit of golden armor, exuding an aura of absolute invincibility.

He thrust both fists forward. His domineering power surged like a raging river, striking with the speed of a falling meteor and the force of thunder as he clashed with Su Bo's claws.

*Boom!*

The two colossal forces collided like two great mountains crashing together. A tempest of shockwaves erupted, shattering the surrounding buildings and tearing a massive fissure dozens of meters long into the ground.

Seeing his attack thwarted, Su Bo shifted his stance. He raised one leg, channeling his violent true qi into it until a massive column of energy erupted from his limb.

Balancing on one leg, he swept the other forward. The torrent of true qi whipped toward Liu Feng like a massive iron flail, tearing the air open and leaving a visible shockwave several meters long in its wake.

Liu Feng remained unperturbed. Once again, he swung a fist that glowed like a golden sun, unleashing an intent of absolute destruction and crushing force to meet Su Bo's strike.

*Boom!*

A deafening roar like a clap of thunder rattled the eardrums of everyone nearby. The violent shockwave swept outward once more, obliterating everything in its path.

"Three Strikes of the Savage Tiger! Shearing Strike!" Su Bo bellowed, channeling every drop of his surging true qi into his arms. His limbs erupted with a brilliant golden light, forming two massive blades of energy that resembled razor-sharp sabers.

Crossing his arms, the two golden blades intersected to form a massive pair of shears. He lunged forward, sweeping the golden energy blades toward Liu Feng in a deadly snip.

Facing the oncoming shears of energy, Liu Feng remained completely unperturbed. He thrust his right fist forward, the glowing golden fist striking with the weight of a collapsing mountain as it crashed directly into Su Bo's attack.

*Crack!*

The golden fist shattered the energy shears instantly, smashing directly into Su Bo's arms. With a sickening crunch, the bones in his arms fractured. He was sent flying through the air before crashing heavily onto the ground.

Liu Feng closed the distance instantly, standing over him. He glanced down at the weakly breathing Su Bo, shook his head slightly, and snatched the storage bag from Su Bo's waist.

"Kid, that is my property! How dare you take it!" Su Bo shrieked as he saw his storage bag being taken. It contained all his hard-earned treasures, gathered through countless trials, and now they were being plundered by Liu Feng.

Liu Feng replied indifferently, "You picked a fight with me for no reason, so of course I must collect interest. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of my time to have fought you for so long?" Ignoring Su Bo's protests, he turned and walked back toward the Litian Pavilion.

"Who is that? He actually defeated Su Bo!"

"Su Bo is a renowned genius and one of the favorites in the upcoming Four-Nation Alliance Tournament. To think he would be beaten by an unknown youth!"

"It just goes to show the truth of the old saying: 'Beyond heaven, there are higher heavens; beyond men, there are greater men.' That youth is bound to make waves in the tournament. I can't wait to see it."

The clash between Liu Feng and Su Bo had attracted the attention of nearby martial artists. Seeing the rising star Su Bo defeated by an unknown youth left them in disbelief, and whispers quickly spread through the crowd.

Liu Feng strode back up to the second floor of the Litian Pavilion. Zhao Jun and Zhao Bochao were still there, though the injured Zhuo Hong had already departed.

"Liu Feng, are you alright? What happened to Su Bo?" the two asked immediately upon his return.

Liu Feng sat down, took a leisurely sip of tea, and replied, "I'm perfectly fine. As for Su Bo, I beat him to a pulp and took his storage bag as compensation for my trouble."

"Oh? Open it up. Let's see what treasures he had," Zhao Jun said, his interest piqued.

Liu Feng frowned slightly. "Walls have ears here. Let's head back to our rooms before opening it."

"True. We shouldn't open it in public, lest we draw unwanted attention." The three of them quickly retreated to their private quarters.

Liu Feng held the storage bag and unsealed it. Instantly, a peculiar fragrance wafted out. Inhaling it, Liu Feng felt his spirit jolt as his soul gained a subtle surge of strength.

"What is this? Just a breath of it can nourish the soul. It must be an incredibly rare spiritual medicine," Zhao Jun remarked, also sensing the fragrance's effects.

Looking closely, Liu Feng traced the scent to a small white porcelain vial. He uncorked it, and a half-black, half-white pill rolled into his palm.

"It's the Yin-Yang Soul-Refining Pill! That is a supreme elixir for cultivating soul power!" Zhao Bochao exclaimed in shock, staring at the pill in Liu Feng's hand.