The rules of the martial arts world, fighting for leadership.
If Yang Fei wanted the people of the Eight Great Holy Lands of Martial Arts to revere him as the Alliance Hierarch, he had to earn their respect.
Yang Fei shouted loudly, and his palm stance suddenly accelerated several times over.
His movements were as quick as lightning, exchanging blows with each person who came at him.
Five or six Great Grandmasters felt his formidable power immediately.
Yang Fei still repelled his enemies with one palm, but his palm strength was as irresistible as a raging sea.
An immense adhesive force left everyone red-faced and out of breath, struggling to keep up.
Everyone watched in astonishment as Yang Fei kept his left hand behind his back, handling the group effortlessly with a single hand.
Everyone's faces burned with shame.
Even if they lost, they couldn't lose in such an embarrassing manner; they had to force him to use his left hand.
Determined, everyone attacked with punches and kicks like thunder, each using their full strength.
Yang Fei's Great Mount Sumeru Palm was a synthesis of the essences of various schools, and it excelled at leveraging force against force.
Their fierce attacks played right into Yang Fei's hands.
In an instant, Yang Fei's palm stances expanded and contracted, engaging with each person.
His feet kicked, prodded, and collided, with moves emerging endlessly.
No matter how much effort everyone put in, they still couldn't force him out of the circle.
Moreover, everyone felt the entangling palm stance growing heavier and heavier.
It was as if an invisible giant hand was stirring the air into a whirlpool.
Every martial arts master caught in it was ensnared, and couldn't regain their footing.
Everyone stumbled and staggered, unable to stand firm.
Not far away, the three Great Elders of Xuan Ying Pavilion stroked their beards and smiled.
Watching Yang Fei display his divine might, suppressing numerous Martial Arts Grandmasters, they felt proud of their Alliance Hierarch.
Suddenly, Yang Fei's palm strength changed from gentle to violent.
An overwhelming force, emanating from him, surged and spread outwards.
Boom!
It was as if an air bomb exploded in the sky.
Seven or eight Grandmasters of Martial Arts were struck by the violent impact, flying backwards.
Among them, those with deep cultivation staggered but managed to stand firm.
Those with slightly shallower cultivation sat heavily on the ground, unable to get up.
Within the circle, Yang Fei slowly withdrew his hand, making a closing gesture.
His eyes did not glance at the crowd, striking an image of a worldly master.
The hall was deathly silent!
The five or six Martial Arts Grandmasters who had been defeated looked ashen.
The onlookers were speechless, wide-eyed.
Even though they knew Yang Fei's power was unfathomable, it was hard for them to accept seeing him defeat so many masters in just a few minutes.
It was as if a towering figure was rising again, just as the Martial God had.
According to legend, when the Martial God hosted martial artists from various schools at Yinxue Tower.
He too swept through them invincibly with his fists.
In the end, numerous martial arts masters were convinced, revising the Yan Ru Scripture with him.
And now, history seemed to be repeating itself.
Except the Martial God of history was now Yang Fei.
In this fight, Yang Fei, with his Great Mount Sumeru Palm, had almost no rivals in the arena.
After a while, Jin Buer, who was the first to challenge Yang Fei, strode towards him.
He bowed deeply to Yang Fei.
"Alliance Hierarch not only has transcended into holiness in martial arts, but also possesses great martial virtue. Liuhe Hall sincerely submits."
"I, Jin Buer, am willing to join the Alliance Hierarch, to revive Huaxia Martial Arts."
Jin Buer was straightforward, and he conceded defeat wholeheartedly in this fight.
With Jin Buer leading, the other Martial Arts Grandmasters finally bowed to Yang Fei.
Some, although reluctant, couldn't go against the group's decision and also paid their respects to Yang Fei.
Yang Fei was perceptive.
He could tell that some were not genuinely reverent, but he smiled and didn't mind.
Yang Fei believed that once they knew he possessed the Martial God Space System, Martial Arts Holographic Projection Technology, and Anti-Gravity Training System, they would be genuinely eager to join him.
In the past, the Martial God could lead the heroes and transcend in martial arts because he possessed advanced martial knowledge.
The Yan Ru Scripture was vast and profound, and everyone wanted to learn supreme martial arts methods from it to break through their own realms.
For martial artists, learning more advanced methods to improve themselves, achieving second or third even fourth evolution, extending their lifespan.
This was more important than anything in the world.
After accepting everyone's homage, Yang Fei chuckled.
"Since you all revere me as the Alliance Hierarch, I won't hold back."
"I have a surprise for everyone later, but for now, please take your seats."
After hearing Yang Fei's words, everyone returned to their seats, looking at him with anticipation.
At this moment, the way they looked at Yang Fei had changed.
From initial disdain and contempt, it turned into respect and submission.
Three Great Elders of Xuan Ying Pavilion, already aware of the Martial God Space System, exchanged glances and smiled.
They were proud of their foresight.
After Yang Fei sat properly, he began to introduce the Martial God Space System and other three martial arts development technologies to the sect leaders.
As Yang Fei was elaborately introducing the three martial arts development technologies.
Liang Jiayi was facing an unprecedented challenge.
In Luo Dicheng's office, Liang Jiayi respectfully served him a cup of tea.
Then she took a small notebook and started recording Luo Dicheng's instructions.
With the Martial God Town's upgrade to a prefecture-level city, Liang Jiayi's status also rose accordingly.
At this moment, she was already the municipal party secretary of the prefecture-level city.
The speed of this promotion could be described as rocket-like.
Liang Jiayi, from an insignificant town committee secretary, was directly promoted to the municipal party secretary of the prefecture-level city.
It was undoubtedly due to the transformative changes in Martial God Town, but also inseparable from her own efforts and abilities.
Luo Dicheng looked at Liang Jiayi's graceful, intellectual face, and saw her humble, neither arrogant nor irritable demeanor, not becoming impetuous due to her promotion.
He couldn't help but nod approvingly and began to speak.
This meeting was something Luo Dicheng had to comply with, though he was extremely reluctant.
"Jiayi, your efforts and the delightful changes in Martial God Town, we all see it and are very happy for you. Congratulations."
Liang Jiayi smiled shyly, "This is thanks to Uncle Luo's strong support."
"Without the highway connecting Yannan to Martial God Town, the town wouldn't have developed so quickly."
Luo Dicheng waved his hand, looking at Liang Jiayi with a hint of reproach.
"What are you saying, you leading the charge, did you think I, as a leader, would only cheer from behind?"
"This is my duty, all for the development of Jiuan County and Martial God Town."
As Luo Dicheng spoke, he lifted his teacup and took a light sip.
Normally straightforward and decisive, Luo Dicheng was clearly troubled this time.
He remained silent.
Liang Jiayi felt a pang of anxiety in her heart.
From Luo Dicheng's expression, she sensed an ominous foreboding.
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