124: The power of that single punch was terrifying!

The location of the Dharma Lineage Competition was an open space, with a Light Gate at its center.

Surrounding it were several viewing platforms, and above the open space, there were four massive Light Screens.

Projected onto the Light Screens were scenes from the Small World that Zhang Yang and the others were about to enter.

"Is it the Qingfeng Dharma Lineage again? I recall that their lineage hasn't won a Dharma Lineage Competition in a long time."

At the top of the viewing platform, an old man spoke softly after a moment of reflection.

"Indeed, they've basically lost many of the recent Dharma Lineage Competitions; I suspect the outcome of this round will be the same."

Beside him, another old man nodded, his expression calm.

"Hmm? Isn't that Zhang Yang? Why is he participating in the Dharma Lineage Competition? Is the Qingfeng Dharma Lineage that short on people?"

High up on the viewing platform, Elder Xin, the branch master of the Nourishing Heart Lineage, stared at Zhang Yang among the Qingfeng Dharma Lineage members, momentarily stunned.

Logically speaking, a Disciple who had just joined a Dharma Lineage like Zhang Yang...

...would generally not be allowed to participate in the Dharma Lineage Competition; their only tasks should be to Cultivate and increase their cultivation levels.

Yet, the Qingfeng Dharma Lineage had actually allowed Zhang Yang to participate directly in the competition.

This caught Elder Xin somewhat by surprise.

"It seems the Qingfeng Dharma Lineage is truly at its wit's end, sending even a newly entered Disciple like Zhang Yang to compete in the Dharma Lineage Competition."

Elder Xin shook his head inwardly.

"Zhang Yang, use your Communication Talisman immediately after entering the Small World. The Qingfeng Dharma Lineage Disciples near you will receive the message right away and rush to your side."

Beside him, a Qingfeng Dharma Lineage Disciple whispered to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang nodded slightly upon hearing this.

On the other side, the people from the Flowing Cloud Dharma Lineage had also arrived.

Their number of participants for the Dharma Lineage Competition was a full hundred, most of whom had higher cultivation levels than those of the Qingfeng Dharma Lineage.

"Remember, after entering the Small World, rush toward me with all your strength. There must be no delay!"

Meng Ci looked at the members of the Flowing Cloud Dharma Lineage present and spoke solemnly.

"Senior Brother Meng, is it really necessary to be so concerned? Look at those participants from the Qingfeng Dharma Lineage; is any one of them even a match for us?"

A disdainful smile played on Jiang Wuyong's lips as he looked at the participants from the Qingfeng Dharma Lineage.

Suddenly, Jiang Wuyong's eyes narrowed, and then the corners of his mouth curled up wildly.

What did he see?

That Zhang Yang was actually participating in the Dharma Lineage Competition too!

Jiang Wuyong was already laughing hysterically in his heart!

He had thought he wouldn't run into him during the competition!

To think this fellow Zhang Yang would actually come looking for trouble!

Just the thought of trampling this Genius, Zhang Yang, underfoot within the Small World made Jiang Wuyong feel incredibly refreshed!

Jiang Wuyong's body was trembling; he was extremely excited!

He could hardly suppress it anymore; he was about to burst into laughter!

Hearing Jiang Wuyong's words and seeing his behavior, Meng Ci frowned.

"Jiang Wuyong, what did you see? Is there someone in the Qingfeng Dharma Lineage team you want to deal with?" Meng Ci asked.

Jiang Wuyong suppressed his inner joy and pointed toward Zhang Yang's position before saying:

"It's him, named Zhang Yang. He's the one who recently obtained a Myriad Manifestations Pavilion Disciple token and joined the Qingfeng Dharma Lineage."

"I just didn't expect the Qingfeng Dharma Lineage to let him participate in this year's Dharma Lineage Competition. It's truly foolish!"

Jiang Wuyong sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

Meng Ci turned to look at Zhang Yang and then withdrew his gaze.

It was indeed a bit strange to him that someone with a Myriad Manifestations Pavilion Disciple token would join the Qingfeng Dharma Lineage.

"Don't mind him. Just remember what I said; once we enter the Small World, everything proceeds according to plan!"

Meng Ci spoke calmly and indifferently.

He was just a Disciple who had newly joined the Myriad Manifestations Pavilion; he didn't care at all.

In his eyes, none of this mattered.

All he wanted was to enter the Small World, Breakthrough to the Divine Ruins Realm, and then sweep through the entire Dharma Lineage Competition!

"The Dharma Lineage Competition begins!" With a sonorous voice, the Dharma Lineage Competition officially commenced.

The participants from the Flowing Cloud Dharma Lineage and the Qingfeng Dharma Lineage walked toward the Light Gate in the center of the open space.

"Kid, just you wait! I will definitely trample you under my feet! I hope you don't quit the competition by then!"

Before entering the Light Gate, Jiang Wuyong glared fixedly at Zhang Yang and shouted.

Zhang Yang didn't even acknowledge him, entering the Light Gate directly.

Following a bout of dizziness, Zhang Yang opened his eyes and found himself in a grassland.

Then, Zhang Yang activated his Communication Talisman and simultaneously spread his Primordial Spirit Power to investigate the people around him.

This Small World was not much different from the Central Continent, and there were no strange suppressions.

Soon, Zhang Yang discovered a member of the Qingfeng Dharma Lineage.

"Junior Brother Zhang Yang!"

The Qingfeng Dharma Lineage member was overjoyed upon seeing Zhang Yang, then stood beside him, guarding the surroundings.

Before long, two more Qingfeng Dharma Lineage Disciples arrived at Zhang Yang's side.

"Oh oh oh! Look who I've found?"

Just then, a mocking voice rang out from afar.

Then, Jiang Wuyong appeared from the distance, looking at Zhang Yang with a look of disdain.

"It's you! Jiang Wuyong!"

The Qingfeng Dharma Lineage Disciples around Zhang Yang immediately became alert upon seeing Jiang Wuyong.

"Junior Brother, let's hold him off together for a while. Once a few more Junior Brothers arrive, we can form the Tiangang Disha Formation!"

The Qingfeng Dharma Lineage Disciple beside Zhang Yang turned and whispered to him.

"Waiting for your lineage members to arrive and activate a Formation?"

Jiang Wuyong sneered, then charged directly toward Zhang Yang and the others.

"Kid, consider it your bad luck! To think you're right here near me!"

Jiang Wuyong looked at Zhang Yang with disdain, but his hands didn't stop as he unleashed an Earth-rank High-grade Martial Skill!

"You guys step back, let me handle this!"

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Yang shielded the three Qingfeng Dharma Lineage Disciples behind him.

Looking at Jiang Wuyong's powerful move, Zhang Yang chuckled softly.

Seeing that Zhang Yang still dared to laugh, Jiang Wuyong's heart instantly flared with rage.

He infused more mana again, increasing the power of the Martial Skill!

In an instant, the surroundings underwent a massive change, and fierce winds roared!

The grass on the prairie was forcibly pressed flat against the ground!

"Kid, I hope you can still laugh later!"

Jiang Wuyong wore a sinister grin and increased his strength.

Facing Jiang Wuyong's powerful move, Zhang Yang simply clenched his fist and threw a punch!

The heavens and earth changed color!

Boom! A massive explosion!

A fist tore through Jiang Wuyong's attack and slammed directly into his abdomen.

Pfft!

Jiang Wuyong spat out blood and was sent flying backward, sliding hundreds of meters across the grass before barely coming to a halt.

"He didn't directly exit?"

Zhang Yang frowned at the sight; his punch should have possessed power at the limit of the Grotto-Heaven Realm.

It hadn't caused Jiang Wuyong to be eliminated directly.

It seemed that while Jiang Wuyong lacked brains, his strength was indeed quite decent.

"How is this possible!"

Jiang Wuyong spoke with a raspy voice, his face full of disbelief as a wave of intense pain from his abdomen made his whole body tremble.

How could Zhang Yang be this strong?

Hadn't he only been in the Central Continent for a little over a month?

Wasn't he just a bumpkin from the Southern Region?