The punch was complete in both form and essence, its true qi and internal strength reaching fullness.
It was as if the fist extended by Song Qiao was shrouded in a faint golden radiance.
As the fist approached, the surrounding wind seemed to shift.
Becoming an aid to his punch, causing his aura to instantly surge, like a rushing flood!
A fierce and dangerous aura washed over Sheng Xiong, making his throat churn violently, and he couldn't help but swallow hard.
Even the exposed skin on his forearms erupted with goosebumps.
His body hair stood on end, unsettling his mind!
Sheng Xiong dared not slacken. His right hand formed into a fist, directly meeting Song Qiao's punch!
Boom!
A resounding boom erupted in the arena.
The two exchanged a rapid punch!
Internal strength and momentum collided, like heavenly thunder descending.
The wind grew even more violent, blowing through their robes and hair.
Gradually, even their facial expressions became difficult to discern.
Hmph!
Sheng Xiong gritted his teeth fiercely, continuing to gather strength in his fist while slightly bending his forearm.
An elbow strike shot forward, pressing towards Song Qiao's face!
Buzzing!
Suddenly, a humming sound arose, like the tolling of an ancient bell.
Accompanied by this strange sound, Song Qiao circulated his internal energy, unleashing the move "Exploding Golden Core"!
"What?"
Seeing the golden radiance surrounding Song Qiao, Sheng Xiong's face changed drastically.
His elbow strike was halted by the oncoming pressure, making him hesitate to attack further!
But at this moment, Song Qiao pressed forward, launching another punch towards him!
Not good!
Sheng Xiong inwardly cried out in dismay.
In a hurried panic, he hastily crossed his fists in front of his chest.
By the time he finished, Song Qiao's fist had arrived!
With a bang!
The punch, carrying immense power, struck directly at his arms, emitting a heavy impact sound.
The terrifying force of this punch made him feel as if a giant hammer had struck him!
Sheng Xiong, bearing the full force, let out a muffled groan from his throat.
His legs staggered back repeatedly, actually being pushed back several steps by this punch!
Crack!
Sheng Xiong stomped his toes, crushing countless flagstones before finally managing to stabilize his stance with great difficulty.
Once steady, he quickly lowered his head to examine his hands.
He found that not only his hands but also both of his arms were trembling violently!
The terrifying force of that punch left the muscles in his arms aching fiercely.
His bones felt as if they were being torn apart by that punch!
"Cough, cough... No wonder you dared to come looking for trouble. You've gotten much stronger again."
Sheng Xiong coughed heavily twice, looking at Song Qiao with a sigh of lament.
"Since that's the case, I must go all out as well!"
With a crack!
Sheng Xiong exerted force with his legs, and a flagstone beneath his feet instantly shattered, turning into countless stone fragments and debris!
The fragments scattered outwards, narrowly missing Wei Feng, who was hiding in the shadows.
"My god, is this how strong individuals fight?"
Wei Feng stared intently at the two within the courtyard walls, his heart churning with immense waves.
He couldn't describe the terrifying extent of their power.
It was the first time he had ever seen someone dare to face Song Qiao with their full might!
Fifty meters south of Wei Feng's position, at another corner of the wall.
Mo Ling couldn't help but get out of her car to observe the battle between the two.
And she could see many things that Wei Feng couldn't.
Her tightly furrowed brow indicated that the current situation was not as optimistic as it appeared.
Although Song Qiao had repelled Sheng Xiong with a punch, Sheng Xiong had not sustained major injuries.
The "Exploding Golden Core" shared similarities with the "Giant Python Spitting Pill."
Both involved compressing internal energy within the body to unleash extremely powerful force in an instant.
Mo Ling knew how terrifying the power of Song Qiao's "Exploding Golden Core" was.
Yet, Sheng Xiong was merely forced back a few steps, indicating that the opponent's strength was also exceptionally formidable!
Mo Ling did not want even the slightest unexpected incident to occur in their duel.
Therefore, she desperately wanted to go in and help, but seeing Song Qiao's excited expression.
She feared that her rash intervention would displease him.
After all, Song Qiao had been unwilling to compromise and insisted on facing Sheng Xiong alone earlier.
Now that he was fully engaged, one could imagine his mood if he were disturbed.
"You better not die!" Mo Ling bit her lip, and could only reprimand him fiercely from outside the courtyard.
Within the courtyard, the two exchanged several punches in a very short period.
Sheng Xiong already felt a severe ache in both of his arms.
After being pushed back again by Song Qiao's explosive punch, a trickle of blood began to seep from the corner of Sheng Xiong's mouth.
He stared intently at Song Qiao, his expression vicious, and said, "So you came prepared!"
Song Qiao took two heavy breaths, raising his hand to haphazardly wipe away the sweat on his forehead.
He snorted coldly, stubbornly saying, "Even when you go all out, you're just this much!"
"Arrogant!"
Sheng Xiong roared, and then the muscles all over his body began to bulge.
Making his entire body appear to have expanded!
Sheng Xiong adjusted his breathing, slowly extending his arms to his sides, adopting a posture like a roc spreading its wings.
With the stance complete, Sheng Xiong shouted.
"Roc Fist!"
Facing Sheng Xiong's imposing display, Song Qiao's hands moved rapidly.
His hand techniques were varied and intricate, and his footwork was constantly shifting.
Just watching it was dizzying and overwhelming.
The form and essence of Xing Yi Quan were approaching fullness.
Song Qiao again seized the initiative, delivering a punch towards Sheng Xiong!
"Seeking death!" Sheng Xiong roared.
He leaped into the air, as if a roc soaring through ninety thousand miles.
The "Roc Fist" he assumed instantly unleashed its power!
From above, it struck towards Song Qiao's face!
Bang bang bang!
In this instant, the two exchanged countless punches as their fists collided.
The sound of fists colliding echoed incessantly in the courtyard.
Fist against flesh, one punch after another without pause.
Every punch they threw was extremely fierce and merciless!
One could imagine that with such brutal punches, even a slight miss and being hit by one could change the course of this battle!
Although it seemed they were locked in a fierce struggle, a look of shocked bewilderment began to appear on Sheng Xiong's face.
What?
They were all dodged?
His signature move, "Roc Fist," which in the past would always take a life once thrown!
But against Song Qiao, whose punches were so fast they seemed to exceed the limits of human speed, not a single one landed on him!
As Sheng Xiong cried out in alarm, Song Qiao, after receiving a punch, suddenly sprang into the air.
His feet left the ground instantly, and with a graceful flip, he leaped over Sheng Xiong's head, appearing behind him!
Due to the high-intensity punching and his body operating beyond its limits, Sheng Xiong completely lacked the opportunity to react.
He felt a chill on the back of his neck, followed by a heavy blow!
With a bang!
The next moment, Sheng Xiong was sent flying back like a cannonball!
He crashed heavily onto the ground, his clothes even torn to shreds by the impact!