137: Chapter 137 Using the same trick again, gambling with Qin Wushuang.

After leaving the restaurant, Han Ming arrived at a villa district in the East City.

It was rumored that Qin Wushuang had purchased a property here, and he usually stayed here when at Ten Thousand Monster Ridge Pass.

"No. 158, Meiyuan Villa District, East City. This should be the place."

Suspended in the air above the villa, Han Ming stood tall, his Peak Martial King Divine Thought sweeping towards the villa where Qin Wushuang resided without any reservation.

"Who is it?"

In the cultivation room, Qin Wushuang, who was preparing for a Breakthrough to Martial Emperor, felt a Divine Thought probing his villa. Triggering the Formation, he snapped his eyes open and shouted.

"Who are you? How dare you use your Divine Thought to probe my villa so recklessly?"

He flashed into the air, looking at Han Ming with fury.

In the cultivation world, using Divine Thought to probe others was not only an impolite act.

It was also a provocation.

Moreover, Han Ming had come directly to someone else's home and used his Divine Thought to probe while they were Cultivating.

This was nothing short of an overt provocation.

Who wouldn't be angry?

"Apologies. I just heard that you possess the Wushuang Battle Physique and are invincible among your peers. I don't believe it, so I want to challenge you."

Han Ming looked at the furious Qin Wushuang and said with a faint smile.

"What? This person wants to challenge Qin Wushuang? Is he crazy?"

"Yeah! Qin Wushuang has now comprehended the embryonic form of a Domain and is an existence capable of escaping from the hands of a Martial Emperor. Is he someone that a mere Peak Martial King can challenge?"

"Exactly. Even before comprehending the embryonic form of a Domain, Qin Wushuang was already an invincible existence among his peers. He has comprehended the tenth layer of Will of Metal and the tenth layer of True Intent of Battle. The stronger his Battle Intent, the stronger his strength."

At this moment, many people nearby who had heard the commotion gathered around, discussing the matter.

Qin Wushuang was considered a celebrity at Ten Thousand Monster Ridge Pass.

As an invincible existence in the Martial King Realm, how could they not be curious that someone dared to come and challenge him?

"Not interested. Be gone!"

Qin Wushuang looked at Han Ming expressionlessly and said coldly.

If it were before, he would have been eager for someone of the same Realm to challenge him to hone his fighting will.

But now, with his Breakthrough to Martial Emperor imminent, he had no time to waste.

"Oh? Are you afraid? Is your title as the Battle Maniac Qin Wushuang fake?"

Han Ming deliberately goaded him, the corners of his mouth curling into a provocative arc.

Qin Wushuang frowned slightly upon hearing this, a trace of displeasure flashing in his eyes, and he snorted coldly:

"Hmph. Since you are courting death, then I shall grant your wish."

As he spoke, his Aura surged violently, and golden light faintly radiated from his body.

With a wave of his hand, metal energy gathered frantically in front of him, instantly condensing into countless long metal swords that emitted a chilling, cold light.

Feeling Qin Wushuang's terrifying Battle Intent, the onlookers either moved away or conjured their own defenses.

"Wait..."

Seeing that he was about to launch an attack, Han Ming immediately called out to stop him.

"What? Do you know fear now? If you know fear, then get lost immediately."

Qin Wushuang was already on the verge of a Breakthrough and did not want any complications, so he said coldly.

"I, Han Chunming, would be afraid of you? What a joke. I just think that a challenge without a wager is too boring."

"This is a Heaven Rank movement Martial Skill. If you win, it is yours. If you lose, you just need to perform a master-disciple ceremony on the spot and acknowledge me as your master. How about it?"

Han Ming repeated his old trick. He glanced at Qin Wushuang with disdain and took out a printed copy of the 'Star-Stepping Moon-Chasing Step' from his spatial storage, saying.

"What? A Heaven Rank Martial Skill? And it's a movement Martial Skill?"

"Who is he? To bring out a Heaven Rank Martial Skill right from the start?"

"Yeah, it couldn't be fake, right?"

The onlookers were shocked upon hearing this and began to discuss in astonishment.

A Heaven Rank Martial Skill!

That wasn't just some cheap cabbage.

Most people cultivated Profound Rank or Earth Rank Martial Skills. Even with money, you couldn't buy a Heaven Rank Martial Skill, let alone a more precious movement Martial Skill.

"It should be real. That young man claims to be from the Magic City Han Family and is named Han Chunming. The Magic City Han Family wouldn't bring out a fake Cultivation Technique to fool people."

At this moment, Luo Beijiang and his group, who had met Han Ming briefly at the restaurant earlier, also arrived nearby and revealed Han Ming's identity.

"What? He's actually from the Magic City Han Family? No wonder he brought out a Heaven Rank Martial Skill right away."

"Since when did the Han Family produce such a Genius? He looks only twenty-five or twenty-six, right? He's already a Peak Martial King?"

"Heh, the Han Family is a top-tier Martial Saint Family. Isn't it normal for them to have a few hidden Geniuses?"

Upon hearing that Han Ming was from the Han Family, the crowd became a bit more curious.

At the same time, many people in the crowd looked at Han Ming with uncertainty and suspicion.

They were children of the several top families in Magic City, and there were even people from the Han Family among them.

They had never heard that the Han Family had someone named Han Chunming.

"Fine, I agree."

Qin Wushuang also heard the crowd's discussion and looked at the Martial Skill in Han Ming's hand with more fervor.

Although he was an SSS-level Genius and a Peak Martial King, a Heaven Rank Martial Skill held great temptation for him as well.

If he possessed a Heaven Rank movement Martial Skill, his combat power could increase by at least ten percent.

Do not underestimate this ten percent. With his current combat power, without increasing his Realm, every ten percent increase was a huge leap.

He could even remain invincible before a One-Star Martial Emperor while at the Peak Martial King Realm.

As for failure?

He had never considered it.

He was confident that no one below the Martial Emperor Realm could defeat him.

This was the powerful self-confidence brought to him by the Wushuang Battle Physique.

As soon as Qin Wushuang finished speaking, he moved.

He took a step, and golden light exploded.

The tenth layer of Will of Metal and the tenth layer of True Intent of Battle intertwined at his fist, transforming into a golden beam of light, striking directly at Han Ming's face.

This punch had no frills; it was the ultimate in pure speed and power. Everywhere it passed, the air was torn, emitting sharp whistling sounds, and the bluestone slabs on the ground were lifted by the air wave, shattering into powder.

Han Ming's eyes narrowed; he dared not be careless.

He simultaneously activated the Perfection of Ice True Intent and Water True Intent, striking out with both palms.

The icy blue cold air and the pale blue water light intertwined in front of him to form a barrier, the rigidity of ice and the suppleness of water perfectly Fusing.

The golden fist radiance slammed into the barrier, emitting a dull, thunderous sound. The air wave exploded, shaking buildings within a radius of several hundred meters, and the defensive runes flashed frantically.

It seemed as if it would shatter in the next moment.

The barrier in front of Han Ming vibrated violently, and before it could last a breath, it shattered with a boom.

The golden fist radiance, its momentum undiminished, slammed into his chest.

In the air, Han Ming's body was sent flying for dozens of meters. His clothes on his chest were torn, and his body, comparable to a Martial King's, actually had a fist mark an inch deep left on it.

He lowered his head to look at the fist mark on his chest, the corners of his mouth curling slightly upward: "What a Wushuang Battle Physique, it truly lives up to its reputation."

Qin Wushuang remained expressionless, his second punch already arriving.

Han Ming stopped testing and simultaneously activated the three True Intents of Ice, Water, and Fire.

The coldness of Ice True Intent, the suppleness of Water True Intent, and the scorching heat of Fire True Intent—three completely different powers intertwined and resonated around his body.

Ice and fire are inherently incompatible, but under the harmonization of Water True Intent, they coexisted perfectly, transforming into a tri-colored beam of light that collided with the golden fist radiance.

With a thunderous boom, both of them retreated three steps.

The onlookers widened their eyes, watching this scene in disbelief.

"How is this possible?"

"Three Perfection True Intents! He has actually comprehended three Perfection True Intents!"

"Since when did the Han Family produce such a Prodigy? A Peak Martial King in his twenties with three Perfection True Intents; no wonder he dared to challenge Qin Wushuang!"

"Qin Wushuang's Wushuang Battle Physique has never been defeated among his peers; I fear today will be the exception."

Qin Wushuang's pupils contracted slightly, a trace of gravity flashing in his eyes as he looked at Han Ming.

Three Perfection True Intents, including the Ice True Intent which was adept at offense, and the Fire True Intent which specifically countered his own—this battle would not be easy to fight.

He did not speak; instead, his Battle Intent rose even higher.

He pushed the Perfection of True Intent of Battle to the extreme. Golden Battle Intent burned around his body, his Aura climbing steadily, with a faint trend of breaking through the limits of the Martial King Realm.

Han Ming did not retreat but advanced instead, pushing his three True Intents to the limit and engaging in a fierce battle with Qin Wushuang.

The two fought from the ground to the air, and from the air to above the clouds.

Golden Battle Intent and the tri-colored True Intents intertwined and collided, each collision causing the space to slightly distort.

The onlookers could only see two streaks of light darting through the air; they couldn't see the specific Moves at all.

The more Han Ming fought, the more alarmed he became.

Qin Wushuang's combat power was still rising, and his three True Intents were already faintly unable to suppress him.

This was the Heaven-Defying aspect of the Wushuang Battle Physique: the stronger the opponent, the stronger the combat power, with no end in sight.

Qin Wushuang punched Han Ming back, the corners of his mouth curling into a smile: "Your True Intent is strong, but your Battle Intent is not as good as mine."

Han Ming smiled: "My Battle Intent is not as good as yours? Then what if I add one more?"