"Bright Awakening! I've only seen it on videos before."

"Will there be a transformation? Will there be a transformation?"

Everyone became excited, not just the attendees present on-site, but also the many who had been watching the live competition broadcast. They were all eagerly awaiting the formal showcase of the Bright Awakening's Martial Arts.

Although earlier, due to Xiao Chen's live broadcast, everyone caught a glimpse of the Bright Awakening Martial Arts Family, but later when the fight moved into the building, by the time the broadcast caught up, the battle was already over, leaving only Lei Zhao getting beaten.

Four arms throwing punches was indeed manly and shocking, but it ultimately did not reveal how astonishingly powerful an Extraordinary Level person truly is.

The Martial Arts Association had announced the levels, stating that a Bright Awakening Realm Extraordinary Martial Taoist Family member could form an army by themselves.

But without seeing it with their own eyes, people remained skeptical.

The stage demonstration by Grandmaster Level martial artists in the Great Perfection Realm of Fist Technique still left everyone amazed at how human strength could reach such heights, evidenced by the deep pits and footprints scattered across the martial stage.

The fists tore through the air, ripping it apart.

The gusts of wind whipped up chaotic messes of hair of the front row audience.

The fist winds were fierce, figure moving like a swimming dragon.

Some martial artists focused on agility and swiftness, using explosive power to shift and dodge as if using Lightweight Skill.

One clearly there to show off his Body Technique moved with extreme grace on the ring, although he lost the match, his leisurely exit from the stage was not exactly a pleasant sight.

The majority of the audience was cheering for the martial artist with visually pleasing fist technique and graceful movements.

Evidently, more people would aspire to learn this graceful and elegant form of martial arts subsequently.

After freshly clearing the martial stage, Lu Ren and Chen Hai slowly ascended onto the stage, standing opposite each other.

The cheers from the crowd were like tidal waves, rising and falling.

Not only domestically, but even internationally there was a huge viewership.

When they saw a real extraordinary being standing alive in front of them, this excitement and yearning were beyond words.

"Hundred Saints Fist, Chen Hai!"

Chen Hai cupped his hands in greeting, loudly introducing himself.

"Phoenix Falcon Fist, Lu Ren."

As both their spirits and wills surged, the Bodhisattva Spiritual Dharma Aspect of the Fifth Extremely Difficult to Conquer Land unfolded.

Chen Hai was startled.

"What is this Dharma Aspect of yours?"

"Of course, it's the Bodhisattva Dharma Aspect."

"Does your family's Bodhisattva have wings?"

"Yes, my family's Bodhisattva has wings because I think it should."

Lu Ren replied earnestly, leaving Chen Hai speechless.

To ordinary folks, the spiritual Dharma Aspect was not visible; they only saw some urgency in the conversation between the two.

Lu Ren was somewhat surprised: "Do you really worship the Three Altars Sea Assembly Great God, Nezha?"

But the Nezha-like face had long since become Chen Hai's face.

Chen Hai appeared a bit embarrassed.

"I was young and naive at the time and chose this Venerable God after watching Nezha."

"To conquer their heart, seize their Taoism Fruit, and achieve the Realm of Awakened. You've done well."

The Hundred Saints Fist is very challenging; many, at the final stage, are taken over. Throughout a hundred years, there are countless tales of people completely losing themselves, becoming someone else.

This includes Chen Hai's junior disciple, who revered Sun Wukong and eventually became Sun Wukong...

Though only in demeanor, it seems he still survives in the deep mountains today.

"Come on! Only by exchanging blows will we know who is stronger. I want to see how far you can go."

Chen Hai slowly spread his stance, his expression solemn.

"Alright."

As soon as the word "alright" fell, a sound like a jet engine's roar was heard, the surrounding airflow suddenly stirred, sweeping aside like waves, scattering in all directions.

Powerful gusts of wind surged towards the spectators like waves.

Boom!!

Chen Hai's pupils shrank to pinpoints as he stepped forward, delivering an elbow strike.

Bang!

The collision of fists and elbows erupted with a colossal sound, causing the audience at the forefront to buzz momentarily.

"This is a bit much."

Lu Ren recognized Chen Hai's intent: If two martial artists of the Bright Awakening Realm fought without restraint, this mere arena couldn't contain their casual fist strength, which might easily sweep across the crowd.

He nodded slightly, slowly withdrawing his force.

Their fists and feet intermingled, unleashing deafening clashes of extremity.

The ferocity exceeded Grandmaster Level martial artists in the Great Perfection of Fist Technique, with spectators only perceiving two phantoms colliding, then separating, only to clash again.

Each collision created a gaping pit below, with visible ripples scattering through the air, leaving the crowd exclaiming at its thrill.

Particularly for those seated in the front row, they felt as if they faced death.

In a brief span of three minutes, the martial stage bore little resemblance to its original form, shaved away by a layer.

When the two finally stood still, the uproar of the surrounding spectators was deafening.

At this moment, both men stood shirtless, the heat radiating from their bodies distorting the air around them.

Lu Ren exhaled a stream of breath, which floated almost thirty meters before dissipating.

Seeing this, Chen Hai looked somewhat shocked.

"Did you really just step into Bright Awakening?"

"Of course," Lu Ren said. "You must understand, after Bright Awakening, everyone's path diverges."

Chen Hai nodded slightly: "A draw?"

"Alright."

As the two Bright Awakening martial artists prepared to step down, the audience had thoroughly enjoyed the spectacle. Even though Lu Ren didn't turn into Ultraman, this kind of battle was completely beyond their imagination.

They had only seen such things in anime before, hadn't they?

...

...

In Shanghai, the most bustling downtown area, teeming with pedestrians and traffic.

This place is a well-known tourist destination, home to many luxury brand stores.

Suddenly, right in front of the big screen on the street, the air warped, and an oval-shaped spatial portal appeared abruptly.

Simultaneously, ear-piercing air raid alarms echoed throughout the city, as people walking heard the shrill alarms, they froze for a moment, then a commotion erupted.

They began using previously practiced emergency survival drill experiences to head toward the nearest underground shelters, subway stations, parking lots, or air-raid shelters.

Emerging from the spatial portal was a nearly three-meter-tall humanoid monster wearing plate armor and wielding a great saber.

Following closely behind were numerous similar-looking creatures.

Labeled as monsters, these beings had green skin, snarling teeth at the corners of their mouths, roaring at the distant fleeing crowd, then leaping forward, charging into the crowd with their weapons ready for a massacre.

As the heavy saber descended, a clang echoed, the blade rebounded, startling the monster.

Peering down, it saw a sturdy young man wielding a longsword, his breath labored, face flushed as if drunk, swaying unsteadily.

"Old, old man has practiced martial arts day and night for seven or eight years!"

He roared, charging at the green-skinned monster, only to be sent flying thirty to forty meters by a massive foot, crashing heavily into a storefront, his fate unknown.

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