High-level female soldiers: My female soldiers are all SSS-rank!

Ye Chu suddenly looked down, and where his gaze fell, a thin layer of frost had quietly covered his ankles.

Frost swirled around, exuding a chilling aura that should not be underestimated.

"What a ruthless tactic!"

He thought to himself, his brows unconsciously furrowing into a deep frown.

The sudden frost clearly severely hampered his speed, making him realize that retreating now would be extremely difficult.

The air around them seemed to freeze because of this sudden change. Ye Chu knew that his opponent not only wielded the Xuanming Cold Blade that made people tremble with fear, but was also proficient in the Shaking Dragon Fist that was powerful enough to shake mountains and rivers.

Once struck by that domineering and unparalleled fist wind, even he would find it difficult to escape serious injury or even death.

"Since there's no way out, we have no choice but to fight back!"

A resolute glint flashed in Ye Chu's eyes, and his blood and qi surged like a raging river, fully awakened.

Driven by his will, the "Bone Tempering and Body Refining Technique" instantly reached its peak at the second level.

Every inch of skin and every bone seemed to be forged by invisible flames, bursting forth with unprecedented power and resilience.

He gritted his teeth, his face filled with defiance and determination, preparing for the impending life-or-death struggle.

After several exchanges.

Chen Si's thoughts were like fallen leaves swept up by a raging wind, chaotic and uneasy.

He stared wide-eyed at Ye Chu in disbelief. Ye Chu, instead of backing down when faced with the skill he had meticulously practiced, was like a raging fire.

Their combat power is rising steadily, and they shine even brighter in every battle.

The strength Ye Chu displayed was completely different from how he had fought against his junior brother Chen Hua; it was like heaven and earth.

It was not just a simple combination of strength and speed, but a leap in realm, as if every bit of power within him had been completely awakened and transformed into endless fighting will.

What is particularly striking is that the pair of divine eyes between Ye Chu's brows, which had been faintly visible, became increasingly clear as the battle progressed.

Its inherent mysterious power seems poised to erupt at any moment, transforming into a true celestial eye that can perceive the essence of all things in the world.

This scene filled Chen Si with an ominous premonition.

"This is bad! This kid is actually using battle to sustain himself in battle. His momentum and strength are both rising. His mastery of 'using qi' has already transcended the ordinary, approaching the realm that all martial artists in the world dream of!"

Chen Si thought to himself, his expression suddenly changed, and a look of undisguised horror flashed in his eyes.

"Qi" is the legendary highest level of martial arts, regarded as the ultimate evolution of Qi, a shore that countless martial artists can hardly reach in their entire lives.

Now, in this small, dense forest, Ye Chu seemed to be using this power with ease, making it come to its fullest extent. This forced Chen Si to re-evaluate his opponent, and even made him secretly consider retreating.

However, the secret manual of the Shaking Dragon Fist is still in Ye Chu's hands; it is his unwavering obsession and mission.

Chen Si gritted his teeth, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and decided to take a gamble.

"Heavens above! Zhenhai City, this place has actually nurtured such a monstrous talent, it's truly unbelievable!"

"Given time, if he truly reaches the vast realm of the third-tier martial arts cultivator, I fear he will be virtually unmatched among his peers, his power enough to shake the very heavens!"

Chen Si cursed inwardly, clenching his teeth, his eyes flashing with determination and unwillingness. Then he sprang up, his attack becoming increasingly fierce, like a storm, determined to nip this extraordinary talent in the bud.

In his hands, the Xuanming Cold Blade seemed to transform into the fiercest winter wind, each swing accompanied by a bone-chilling cold.

Wherever it passed, the grass and trees withered, and the air seemed to freeze, revealing its unfathomable power of cold.

The Dragon Shaking Fist is his most treasured technique. Every punch is accompanied by the roar of a dragon. The force of the punch is like a dragon emerging from the sea, unstoppable. Its power is enough to shake mountains. Anyone watching the fight will feel awe.

However, faced with this overwhelming and seemingly invincible offensive, Ye Chu simply smiled calmly, his eyes burning with fighting spirit, as if the more adversity he faced, the more it would ignite the fighting will deep within him.

His movements were agile, like a dragon playing in the water. The white dragon spear in his hand seemed to be in sync with his mind. Every thrust was precise and deadly, accompanied by the sound of air being cut, and aimed straight at the enemy's vitals.

What is even more remarkable is that the divine light between his brows flashes from time to time, taking the initiative to attack. It is not only a symbol of power, but also a condensation of spirit and will.

Each flash of light seemed to speak of his desire and perseverance for victory.

Ye Chu and Bai Long's dagger-wielding technique had reached a level of perfect coordination.

Chen Si's gaze paused for a moment, then slowly turned to Ye Chu's brow, where an astonishing transformation was taking place.

A mysterious power quietly gathered between Ye Chu's brows, as if the essence of heaven and earth had found its home at this moment.

The form of the divine eye was finally perfected, dazzling and so captivating that one dared not look directly at it.

"Use Qi to transform the eyes!"

Ye Chu murmured softly, his voice, though gentle, contained supreme majesty, as if it could pierce through the clouds and reach the highest heavens.

As his voice fell, his figure transformed into a wisp of smoke, soaring into the sky and leaving a faint trail that painted a breathtaking scene on the horizon.

Within the divine eye, a beam of laser suddenly burst forth. Within that beam, mysterious and unpredictable runes could be vaguely seen flowing, resembling the trajectories of ancient stars or the secrets of the deep universe.

Awakened in that instant, it unleashed a world-destroying power.

This laser not only tore through the air, but also frantically devoured the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Each burst of energy was accompanied by a multiplication of power, as if it wanted to bring the entire world under its control.

"turn out to be……"

Chen Si muttered to himself, a look of sudden realization flashing in his eyes.

"The so-called 'using Qi' is actually the omnipresent spiritual energy in this vast world, and Ye Chu is able to condense this invisible Qi into a tangible eye, and then transform it into a weapon to kill enemies!"

"Such methods are truly astonishing and breathtaking."

After speaking, Chen Si muttered to himself, his gaze becoming even more serious.

With a loud bang.

The sky seemed to be torn apart. In that instant, the Xuanming Cold Blade, which Chen Si had carefully controlled, shattered like a fragile ice crystal encountering the blazing sun, turning into countless scattering glints of cold light, instantly losing its former ferocity and sharpness.

Faced with this sudden torrent of lasers, Chen Si's eyes narrowed sharply, and an ancient dragon's roar seemed to resound within his body.

He stomped his foot hard on the ground, causing it to tremble as if the very space resonated with it.

An unprecedented power surged from his body, gathered at the tip of his fist, and transformed into a world-shaking "Dragon-Shaking Fist".

The punch was as swift as the wind, carrying the majestic momentum of a dragon soaring to the heavens, and collided head-on with the raging torrent of lasers.

The light shone brightly, as if the air itself had been ignited. The two forces were locked in a stalemate, neither able to gain the upper hand for a moment. The deafening roar of colliding energies resonated throughout the hearts of everyone present.

As the dust settled, the two looked at each other from a distance, their bodies surrounded by lingering energy ripples, making them appear exceptionally solemn.

This strike was not only a contest of strength, but also a clash of will and belief.

They seemed to have returned to that starting point where they were evenly matched and locked in a fierce battle.