"You're asking for death!"
Xing Tian's roar interrupted Luo Yu's words. Feeling displeased, he saw Xing Tian charging forward with one hand behind his back. Luo Yu let out an angry shout.
Originally, he thought Jiang Wuming's boast that Xing Tian could fight ten men with one hand was just talk. He never expected Xing Tian to actually intend to fight him with only one hand!
To him, this was not just contempt, but outright humiliation!
As the number one genius of the Yan Jing Martial Arts Academy, when had he ever been treated like this?
This caused him to fly into a complete rage. His blood surged instantly, turning him into a burning furnace. Internal energy surged wildly, and his aura was terrifyingly powerful!
At this moment, Luo Yu held nothing back and unleashed his full strength!
*Swish!*
With a roar, Luo Yu's figure flashed, like a humanoid lightning bolt, instantly appearing before Xing Tian. His right arm swung up, his fist clenched, and he punched towards Xing Tian.
With this punch, he directly employed the "True Dragon Treasure Technique," creating a terrifying gust of wind. The wind manifested as a small dragon that attached itself to his fist, giving it a mystical appearance.
"Senior Luo Yu is angry, he's using the True Dragon Treasure Technique!"
"The big guy with Master Wuming is in danger!"
Seeing Luo Yu immediately use the "True Dragon Treasure Technique," the students from the Yan Jing Martial Arts Academy all made this judgment.
Is he in danger?
Under the night sky, Xing Tian suddenly stopped. It was as if a speeding heavy truck had suddenly slammed on its brakes, but instead of being thrown forward by inertia, he stood firmly in place. He still had his left hand behind his back, while his right hand shot out, forming a palm, like a gateway blocking the way.
Facing Luo Yu's ferocious punch, Xing Tian chose defense instead of a head-on collision.
Sensing Xing Tian's action, a sinister smile spread across Luo Yu's face. He already envisioned his fist shattering Xing Tian's palm!
His punch was a martial art from the True Dragon Treasure Technique, powered by the internal energy cultivation method of the True Dragon Treasure Technique. The internal energy was concentrated in his right fist and unleashed with terrifying power.
Even a ninth-stage, nine-star martial artist couldn't withstand his punch without dodging or countering with an equally exquisite martial art!
"Boom!!"
With a sinister grin, Luo Yu's fist connected with Xing Tian's palm. The internal energy concentrated in his right fist poured out like a bursting dam, unleashing terrifying power.
However—
The scene Luo Yu had imagined did not materialize.
The internal energy from his punch seemed to vanish into thin air, like a mud cow entering the sea.
Xing Tian's right palm remained upright before his chest, unharmed and unmoving.
"Crack!"
Immediately after, a crisp sound followed.
Xing Tian's right fist was repelled. The bones of his hand and the tiger's mouth split, and blood splattered.
"What's going on?"
"That big guy blocked Senior Luo Yu's attack?"
"Senior Luo Yu's right hand was injured?!"
Witnessing this scene, the spectating students from the Yan Jing Martial Arts Academy all changed their expressions, their faces filled with shock.
They knew Luo Yu's strength, and they had seen him use the "True Dragon Treasure Technique." They all believed Luo Yu would win this fight, but as soon as they exchanged blows, Luo Yu was at a disadvantage!
"How is this possible?!"
Compared to the spectating students, Ye Qian was even more shocked!
She believed in Luo Yu's strength more than anyone else, convinced that Luo Yu would crush Xing Tian. However, the scene before her was completely different from what she had imagined!
"Pa!"
"Pa!"
"Pa!"
...
As if responding to everyone, a terrifying counter-force sent Xing Tian's body staggering backward uncontrollably. With each step he took, the floor tiles beneath his feet cracked.
Luo Yu retreated five steps before stabilizing himself, his blood churning within him!
The lights illuminated his face, which was devoid of its earlier arrogance and ferocity, replaced by an expression of disbelief!
Compared to outsiders, the exchange had a far greater impact on him!
He knew the power of his punch, and he also saw that Xing Tian hadn't used any exquisite martial arts. That palm strike was ordinary, yet it blocked his attack and even injured his right hand!
"How did he do it?!"
Luo Yu stared at Xing Tian with disbelief, his mind completely consumed by this question.
*Pa!*
*Pa!*
*Pa!*
...
The only response to Luo Yu was the sound of heavy footsteps.
After repelling Luo Yu with his palm, Xing Tian began walking towards him.
With every step he took, his aura seemed to grow stronger, as if it were limitless.
As he strode forward, he caused the air to resonate. Though it was just one person, it sounded like thousands of cavalry charging, creating a vast and terrifying momentum!
"What's happening? His aura is getting stronger and stronger!"
"Yeah, his aura is even more terrifying than Senior Luo Yu's!"
"Could… could he be the legendary tenth-stage, nine-star martial artist?!"
Seeing Xing Tian's actions and feeling the change in his aura, the students from the Yan Jing Martial Arts Academy were jolted awake, their eyes filled with even greater shock than before. Some even exclaimed involuntarily.
"No… Impossible!
This is absolutely impossible!
You can't be a tenth-stage, nine-star martial artist!!"
At the same time, Luo Yu's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight. His face was filled with dullness as he shook his head and roared.
Impossible?
*Whoosh!*
The footsteps stopped, and the sound of breaking air followed.
While everyone in the audience was shocked by Xing Tian's sudden burst of power, Xing Tian halted his steps, his eyes glaring furiously, like a wrathful Vajra. He faced Luo Yu and unleashed a punch!
Vajra Fist!
With this punch, Xing Tian employed a supreme skill of Buddhism. His entire being was like an enraged Bodhisattva, radiating overwhelming fury!
That fury was like karmic fire, ready to burn everything in the world.
That fury had been accumulating in his heart for years, contained within his iron fist!
Danger!
Luo Yu was jolted back to reality. He instinctively tried to dodge, but it was too late. He could only rely on his combat instincts, throwing out both hands like Xing Tian had done earlier, forming palms to block Xing Tian's iron fist.
"Bang!"
"Crack—"
The next moment.
Two sounds rang out almost simultaneously.
Under everyone's gaze, Luo Yu's palms were repelled, and blood splattered.
Then, his chest was struck by Xing Tian's punch. His ribs snapped, and his entire chest caved in.
He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood mist. He was sent flying backward as if he had been hit by a speeding truck.
"Luo Yu lost?"
This sudden turn of events once again shocked everyone except Jiang Wuming.
Under the night sky, their eyes widened as they followed Luo Yu's trajectory.
Under their watch, Luo Yu, covered in blood, like a kite with a broken string, flew a short distance before crashing heavily onto the ground, cracking it open.
"Pfft—"
After landing, Luo Yu's body bounced. He opened his mouth again and spat out another mouthful of blood. Then, like a dead dog, he lay there, twitching.
He had been severely injured by Xing Tian's punch!
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