SWISH!

Xue Heng's body suddenly surged forward. His crescent silver spear left a trail of fire on the platform, his momentum like that of a tiger.

"Be defeated!"

With a deep shout, Xue Heng fiercely stomped his foot on the platform.

BOOM!

Xue Heng's stomp was like that of a rampaging Giant Elephant; the ground immediately cracked from the impact. His crescent silver spear slashed through the air, its chilling tip tracing a semi-circular arc, aiming directly at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng shook his head. Xue Heng's Cultivation was indeed considerably higher than Xue Ren's, but he was merely at the peak of the Eighth Stage Hell Realm. He was no match for him.

With a casual wave of his hand, Luo Feng threw a punch.

BOOM!

A wild surge of Gang Qi howled out. It was a seemingly simple fist aura, yet it made the surrounding air tremble!

Compared to this fist aura, Xue Heng's attack seemed lackluster, as if the entire platform was dominated by the shadow of this single punch.

RUMBLE!

The fist aura collided with the spear tip. Two tremendous forces fiercely pressed against each other, exploding with a deafening sound and churning the surrounding pools of water into surging waves.

WHUM!

Xue Heng's face turned fiery red, like burning charcoal. The three-finger-thick crescent spear in his hands could not withstand the crushing force and suddenly bent.

"Damn it!"

Xue Heng's expression changed drastically. In that critical moment, he desperately tried to mobilize the Yuan Qi in his body to resist.

TWANG!

The crescent silver spear bent to its limit and then suddenly snapped straight.

BANG!

"Ah!"

The butt of the spear struck Xue Heng. He screamed as if struck by lightning; his Protective Gang Energy instantly shattered. He was knocked into the air and sent flying in an arc into a pool of water beside the platform.

Scrambling ashore, looking utterly battered, Xue Heng gazed at Luo Feng in a daze, apparently still reeling from his crushing defeat.

He could not believe that he, just like Xue Ren, had been unable to block even a single punch from Luo Feng!

"Another win with a single punch!"

"Xue Heng is at the peak of the Eighth Stage Hell Realm! How could he lose so miserably?"

The square erupted with astonished cries; many people were taken aback.

That Xue Heng would be defeated was already unexpected, let alone by a single punch and with no ability to resist.

Luo Feng, having defeated Xue Heng with one punch, remained unfazed. With his current strength, it would be strange if he couldn't deal with someone like Xue Heng in a single blow.

"Who's next?"

Luo Feng stood proudly, his gaze sweeping across the crowd in the square.

The crowd gasped collectively. Gazing at Luo Feng on the platform, the intense fighting spirit in his eyes made them feel an oppressive pressure.

Many people had thought Luo Feng's claim to challenge everyone was just a boast, but it seemed that was not the case.

This man on the platform... he really intends to defeat all the young talents here, one by one!

「Elsewhere」

Yang Wanyi watched Luo Feng standing on the martial stage, her shocked eyes filled with a peculiar brilliance.

He really intends to do this…

Yang Dingtian, standing beside her, grinned. "He defeated Xue Heng with a single punch! His Cultivation is at least at the Half-Step Heavenly Court Realm! Given his age, such an achievement is already quite impressive. Waner, your future husband is indeed a rare genius!"

Yang Wanyi pouted her rosy lips, her beautiful eyes fixed on Luo Feng, a mixture of surprise and fascination within them. Luo Feng's strength truly astounds me.

"Boy, I'll fight you!"

With an angry roar, a square-faced youth leaped up, landing opposite Luo Feng.

"It's Zhao Ping from the Spirit Wind School of Tianming Region! He's at the peak of the Eighth Stage Hell Realm, just half a step away from advancing to the Ninth Stage Heavenly Court Realm! Moreover, he cultivates Profound Level Martial Arts and ranks among the top ten in all major academies of Tianming Region!"

Someone in the crowd recognized the square-faced youth who had taken the stage, exclaiming in surprise.

The young talents all around showed excited expressions, looking at Zhao Ping with anticipation.

"Kid, I hear you're the top new talent of the Flowing Cloud Region?"

Zhao Ping stood his ground, hands clasped behind his back, eyeing Luo Feng with an arrogant expression.

Luo Feng nodded. "That's right."

Zhao Ping licked his lips, a cold glint in his eyes, and said with a smirk, "I am Zhao Ping from the Spirit Wind School of Tianming Region. I've long wanted to see for myself the strength of the students from the four great academies of Flowing Cloud Region. Today is a good day to settle who's superior!"

Luo Feng shook his head, his expression calm, and stated flatly, "You are not my match."

Zhao Ping's face stiffened, his eyes twitched violently, and he said coldly, "You students from Flowing Cloud Region may not be strong, but your mouths are certainly skilled! You've only defeated two nobodies, and you dare to spout such arrogant nonsense!"

Luo Feng's eyes flashed as he looked up at Zhao Ping. "How strong am I? Why don't you test me and find out?"

Zhao Ping stared coldly at Luo Feng, his expression growing more solemn. Luo Feng's calm and composure made him feel a sliver of unease.

"Fine! Then I'll see what this top new talent of Flowing Cloud Region is really made of!"

Zhao Ping took a deep breath, pushing his Yuan Qi to its absolute limit. His clothes rustled, and the air around him seemed to boil and distort continuously.

"Blazing Fist!"

The unease in his heart made Zhao Ping unwilling to be careless, so he immediately resorted to his most powerful attack.

This Blazing Fist was a Low-grade Profound Level Martial Art. Its fist momentum was like fire, possessing the power to sweep across the plains and completely block an enemy's retreat. If a powerhouse of the Ninth Stage Heavenly Court Realm were to use it, the fist wind would be like actual fire, capable of even burning an enemy's Protective Gang Energy.

Although Zhao Ping was not yet a Ninth Stage Heavenly Court Realm powerhouse, he was already on the verge of advancing. The swift fist wind, through friction, caused the air to turn faintly red, as if it might ignite at any moment. A heatwave swept across the entire square.

This sight caused the pupils of everyone in the square to constrict slightly.

As expected of Zhao Ping, a master from an academy in Tianming Region! The power of this punch is astonishingly close to that of a Ninth Stage Heavenly Court Realm Martial Artist; it's by no means insignificant!

The young talents all stared intently at Luo Feng, who was enveloped by the fist aura, eager to witness his miserable defeat.

Anxiety flickered in Yang Wanyi's gaze; she didn't know if Luo Feng could withstand this punch.

Luo Feng stood his ground, calm and composed. Facing the ferocious Zhao Ping, he once again simply threw a punch.

"He's still not using any Martial Arts?"

"Does he still intend to win with a single move?"

Seeing this, everyone in the square was dumbfounded, their faces etched with shock.

Only then did many people realize that Luo Feng hadn't used any Martial Arts when he defeated Xue Ren and Xue Heng earlier!

To dare to do the same against Zhao Ping... it's simply unthinkable!

"How dare you be so contemptuous! Get down!"

Seeing Luo Feng still not using any Martial Arts enraged Zhao Ping. His eyes seemed to shoot fire, and his fists transformed into a scorching storm, like falling meteors. The heatwaves formed a whirlwind, roaring ceaselessly.

"Zhao Ping, teach this arrogant brat a harsh lesson!"

Sensing the power of Zhao Ping's attack, many young Martial Artists in the square cheered loudly.

"Zhao Ping's Blazing Fist can form a flame whirlwind; he has already reached Great Accomplishment!"

"Indeed. The power of this punch is enough to threaten early-stage Ninth Stage Heavenly Court Realm Martial Artists. Since Luo Feng isn't using any Martial Arts, I'm afraid he's about to lose."

"A lesson would do him good. Luo Feng is too arrogant, and that's not beneficial for his future Cultivation."

The leaders of various factions in the square watched Zhao Ping on the martial stage, discussing amongst themselves.

On the martial stage, two figures approached at high speed, cutting through the air and leaving visible distorted trails.

BANG!

Luo Feng's simple, unadorned punch brutally struck Zhao Ping's flaming whirlwind.

For an instant, the two seemed to freeze, followed by a succession of dull, explosive sounds.

CRACKLE! SIZZLE! HISS...

Shattered Gang Qi shot out in all directions. In the blink of an eye, the entire martial stage became riddled with holes. Dazzling firelight filled the stage, completely obscuring the situation.

"Who actually won?"

"I don't know. I couldn't even see how they clashed."

"Zhao Ping must have won. Didn't you see the power of his final move?"

Many people in the square had stood up from their seats, craning their necks to look at the devastated martial stage, trying to see what was happening.

「A moment later」

The dust settled, and the chaotic Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi also calmed.

"How is that possible?!"

When they saw the scene on the martial stage clearly, a wave of shock swept through the entire square. Many people were stunned, their mouths slightly agape.

On the stage, Luo Feng stood calmly, completely unharmed!

Zhao Ping, however, was kneeling five paces in front of Luo Feng, blood dripping continuously from his mouth. His entire right arm hung limp, and his face was deathly pale; he was clearly severely injured.

"Unbelievable... Zhao Ping actually lost!"

"I can't believe it! Zhao Ping's Blazing Fist was so powerful, yet he still lost."

"The most terrifying part is, Luo Feng didn't even use Martial Arts! Just how strong is he?!"

"To defeat Zhao Ping so easily... he might already be a Ninth Stage Heavenly Court Realm master!"

"Ninth Stage Heavenly Court Realm? At his age? That's highly unlikely, isn't it?"

The scene on the martial stage left everyone wide-eyed and incredulous.

In the square, the young talents who had long established their names in the martial arts world, including Tang Qi of the Flying Snow Cold Sword, all turned their gazes towards Luo Feng.

He actually defeated Zhao Ping with a single punch. A bit interesting.

Tang Qi glanced at Luo Feng and nodded slightly, but his eyes remained as cold as snow, without the slightest ripple, as if all this had nothing to do with him. Even if Luo Feng were at the Ninth Stage Heavenly Court Realm Cultivation, he would pose no threat to me.

Yang Dingtian looked at Luo Feng on the martial stage, nodding and smiling; he grew increasingly satisfied with this son-in-law. "It seems my son-in-law has already reached Ninth Stage Spiritual Rotation Realm Cultivation. I feel like I'm seeing the Lu Xiao Yun of three years ago. Back then, Lu Xiao Yun had also reached Ninth Stage Spiritual Rotation Realm Cultivation before entering the Golden Palace."

"Lu Xiao Yun? He's currently one of the Ten New Dragons. Father, I know you're fond of Luo Feng, but there's no need to praise him that much, is there?" Yang Wanyi pouted her rosy lips and frowned as she spoke.

Yang Dingtian shook his head. "I have seen countless geniuses in my life. Although my son-in-law's Cultivation may not be top-tier, his resolute character is truly outstanding. His future achievements will definitely not be inferior to Lu Xiao Yun's."

Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed in Yang Wanyi's beautiful eyes. This is the first time I've ever heard Father praise someone so highly.

Glancing at Luo Feng on the martial stage, Yang Wanyi's smile was somewhat bitter. Initially, I just wanted to placate Father. I never expected him to become so genuinely pleased with Luo Feng.

What am I going to do now…

Yang Wanyi glanced helplessly at the beaming Yang Dingtian.

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