Chapter 33: Multi-Size Technique

The Poison Butterfly Crystal Lizard, witnessing the audacity of the small human before it, sneered coldly. "Little Lion, when did you become such a coward? To think you’d let this reckless human brat challenge me?"

"I never thought you were even more venomous than I."

"Hmph, enjoy your arrogance while it lasts; you’ll be weeping soon enough."

"Hehe!" The Purple Lightning Lion chuckled, unfazed by the lizard’s mockery.

The Poison Butterfly Crystal Lizard, inherently arrogant and aloof, cared little for a human cultivator at the mere Third Profound Realm. Seeing Su Yang take the initiative to provoke it, the creature had no intention of holding back. It sought to annihilate the human instantly, leaving him no time to prepare.

*Whoosh!*

A venomous barb shot from the lizard’s mouth—so slender it was nearly invisible to the naked eye.

Su Yang remained atop the Purple Lightning Lion, his face devoid of any expression.

"Hmph! Reckless brat, I shall send you to your grave," the Poison Butterfly Crystal Lizard scoffed.

Its venomous barb was impossible to detect even for cultivators at the Divine Martial Realm, let alone the Third Profound Realm. A single hit would reduce a man to a pool of pus and blood.

Just as the barb was about to pierce Su Yang’s skin, a flash of golden light erupted. The barb was deflected instantly, grazing the lizard’s ear before embedding itself into the cave wall behind.

"What is this?! That golden light... it actually repelled my barb?" The lizard was utterly incredulous, having never encountered such a thing.

"For a Sixth-Grade Demonic Beast, you could have just said something if you wanted to fight. Why resort to such underhanded tactics?"

"Now, it’s my turn." Su Yang cracked his knuckles, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

"Hmph! You seek death!" The lizard’s expression shifted. With a cold snort, its small body erupted with immense power, unleashing a barrage of countless venomous barbs.

Su Yang leaped from the Purple Lightning Lion, his body cloaked in golden light. Raising his right fist, he unleashed a mountain-crushing force directly at the lizard.

"Haa!"

*BOOM!*

Under the impact of Su Yang’s fist, the barbs shattered like brittle twigs, utterly pathetic. The sheer force crashed where the lizard had been standing, but the creature had already shifted away with lightning speed. The trees nearby collapsed instantly, pulverized into nothingness.

"Hiss... Such immense power in a human, and he’s only at the Third Profound Realm." The lizard no longer dared to underestimate Su Yang; that strike was easily on par with the strength of the Purple Lightning Lion.

Su Yang’s initial probe had been intended only to gauge the lizard’s speed, and it had not disappointed.

"Fast, indeed. But you? You’re mine!" Su Yang sneered, transforming into a streak of golden light.

Reappearing beside the lizard, he unleashed a flurry of punches. The explosive force tore through the surrounding forest like a hurricane.

Sensing the ferocity of Su Yang’s assault, the Poison Butterfly Crystal Lizard turned solemn, daring not to be careless. Its body glowed with a milky-white light, encasing it in layers of crystalline ice.

Su Yang’s fists landed with rhythmic precision, each blow striking the ice. The relentless, rain-like onslaught forced the creature’s small body backward, and the ice barrier began to fracture.

"This guy! Is he truly at the Third Profound Realm? How is he even more terrifying than a Divine Martial Realm expert?" The lizard was stunned that its defensive technique could not withstand the physical might of this human boy.

The Purple Lightning Lion, watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but mock, "Stinky lizard, keep acting tough! Aren't you so high and mighty? Didn't you love using poison to backstab people? Why stop now? Hahaha!"

"Big Brother, beat it hard! Smash it to bits!"

The Purple Lightning Lion was dancing with excitement, acting as if it were the one landing the blows.

The Poison Butterfly Crystal Lizard was burning with rage. As a Sixth-Grade Demonic Beast—one that even Seventh-Grade beasts feared due to its unique traits—being mocked like this while being suppressed by a mere Third Profound human was intolerable.

"Shut your filthy mouth! I’ll show you what true power looks like!"

"Ya!"

The lizard voluntarily dispelled its ice barrier. Its small body suddenly swelled several times in size.

"Multiplication Art: Hundred-Fold Punch!"

The lizard swung its massive fists, meeting Su Yang in a head-on collision.

*BOOM!*

The clash of the two powerful forces erupted with a thunderous roar. Even with the protection of his Supreme Blood, Su Yang felt the shockwave threatening to shatter his internal organs.

"Holy crap! You have no honor! I thought you only used poison?" The Purple Lightning Lion, seeing this mode of combat for the first time, cursed loudly.

"Hmph, poison is enough for you. But this human brat has angered me. If he wants a physical duel, then so be it!" The lizard stared at Su Yang, who had been sent flying a hundred yards back, its voice chilling.

Su Yang steadied himself, looking at the traces of toxic gas swirling around his right fist with a shudder. Looking back at the lizard, his expression grew extremely vigilant. This creature was truly formidable.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The lizard shifted from defense to offense. Flapping its wings, it threw punches like a seasoned pugilist, striking repeatedly.

"Just what I wanted." Su Yang thrived on this kind of physical combat; it allowed him to immerse himself fully and unleash the true power of his Battle Saint Arts.

The two traded hundreds of blows, evenly matched. The sounds of air being shattered echoed continuously, leaving the Purple Lightning Lion wide-eyed.

"Good heavens," the lion muttered, "both of them are monsters."

They tangled in the air for an unknown amount of time, trading blow for blow. Su Yang took several strikes to his midsection, the poison trying to seep into his body, but it was neutralized by his surging, explosive battle intent. The lizard, in turn, was struck repeatedly, though it remained protected by its thick layer of ice, preventing direct contact with its flesh.

As time passed, Su Yang entered the "Battle Mode," growing increasingly fierce.

The lizard, however, grew more and more alarmed. It had expected that with its trump card and the gap in their cultivation, this human could not possibly last long. It was wrong. Not only was Su Yang not defeated, but the speed of his punches was accelerating. The suffocating battle intent radiating from him was growing ever stronger.

The lizard couldn't help but curse, "Little Lion, damn you! Where did you find such a monster? Damn it all!"

"Hahaha, I told you he’s my Big Brother. Keep tasting his fists; don't go begging for mercy later!"

"To hell with you!"

Ignoring their bickering, Su Yang’s mind became clear, the Battle Saint Arts unfolding within him like a scroll. He felt as if he were trapped in a vortex, surrounded by endless enemies, with visions of Wang Yiyi mocking him from within the fray.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Wipe them all out! Fight to the death!

In that moment, a terrifying, unreserved battle intent erupted from the depths of Su Yang’s soul.