272: You are really good

At the entrance of Shencheng Martial Arts University.

The Xingchen Martial Arts Club and the Zha Tian Gang were filled with animosity.

Both sides had placed their bets.

There was a sense of madness in the air.

An irreconcilable opposition, today was the day to settle it.

Xiao Yong wouldn't retreat, and Shen Bei wouldn't back down.

"You dog, a mere freshman dares to bare his fangs at me!"

At this moment, Xiao Yong let out a sinister laugh, took a step forward, spread his five fingers, and extended a large palm forward, covering several meters in an instant, striking directly at Shen Bei's face!

This slap was incredibly fierce; before the palm even landed, the strong wind howled, like a blizzard, and a deep, bone-chilling cold enveloped Shen Bei and the entire space behind him!

Hmm?

A slap to the face, is it?

In an instant!

A lightning-like flash passed through Shen Bei's eyes!

In less than a blink of an eye, his right hand's five fingers and tendons suddenly spread open, blooming like a lotus, then quickly retracted into a fist!

Shen Bei's empty right hand grabbed and pulled at the Void Realm, and immediately, with his palm as the center, the space within a meter radius seemed to collapse, with ripping sounds, a large amount of Qi flow tore at the dust in the sky, rapidly converging towards the center, as if there was an invisible black hole in Shen Bei's palm!

In the blurry, distorted air, a small air vortex appeared on each of Shen Bei's five fingers. These light-distorting vortices rapidly sucked in a large amount of air, even forming five twisted and constantly shaking Qi currents!

That instant!

It seemed that some kind of substance contained within the several cubic meters of space in front of Shen Bei's entire right palm was instantly gathered into his fist by his clenching action, and in a daze, it felt as if the air in this area had slightly contracted and collapsed.

The next moment, he clenched his five fingers into a fist and punched out!

Boom!

Like a sudden clap of thunder, a dull roar sounded, and layers of transparent ripples, visible to the naked eye, spread rapidly from in front of Shen Bei's right fist into the space ahead! That was the result of the air barrier being directly penetrated by absolute speed and power!

And before Xiao Yong could even hear that dull thud, Shen Bei's fist, imbued with immense power, had already reached his palm!

Amidst the booming sonic boom, this punch instantly tore through all the air in front of Xiao Yong, making him feel a sudden tightness in his breath, as if his entire lungs were about to be crushed by the force of this blow!

Not only him, but even those present, unable to clearly see what had happened in that instant, all felt a terrifying sensation well up in their hearts!

"You!"

Xiao Yong's face twitched violently, and in his horror, he only managed to utter that single word, and then--

Boom!

This punch, unstoppable! It struck first, landing on his chest!

Xiao Yong's eyes suddenly bulged!

Boom!

After taking that punch, Xiao Yong's large body flew up like a feather!

In the next blink of an eye!

Xiao Yong's body flew backward violently, over the crowd, like a cannonball, directly crashing into the school gate wall, collapsing half of the wall!

Amidst the flying dust, large chunks of rubble scattered in all directions!

The sudden turn of events stunned everyone present.

A Six-Rank Martial Artist attacking, yet being sent flying by a Five-Rank Martial Artist!

This... this makes no sense.

The surrounding students immediately let out exclamations of shock and surprise:

"Who exactly is the Six-Rank one?!"

"Hiss~~~ Shen Bei's punch, it, it, isn't it too overbearing?"

"I'm completely dumbfounded..."

"It's so unexpected and astonishing, it feels like an elephant was brought down by a praying mantis."

"Hmph, what's so great about it? If I dueled Shen Bei, he wouldn't even have a chance to throw a second punch! Because the first punch would kill me."

"..."

...

At this moment, Shen Bei slowly retracted his hand, expressionlessly watching Xiao Yong, who lay motionless in the ruins, and said coldly: "Did you really think I was just bluffing when I dared to bare my fangs?"

"An ant-like thing, dares to show its teeth and claws at me!?" Xiao Yong propped himself up with one hand and crawled out from among the bricks.

The True Qi on Xiao Yong's body suddenly erupted.

Several dark Crimson gases shot up into the sky, like blood-colored waterfalls hanging upside down from the horizon.

Boom!

The sound of strong winds howled in everyone's ears, and in the faint rumbling, it seemed as if bright light was scattered across the sky, illuminating everyone's hearts. In everyone's horrified gaze, the several intertwined dark Crimson lights in mid-air suddenly expanded, and amidst countless scattered dark fires, the sky-filling Crimson light transformed into a giant Crimson cloud hand. The scattered Crimson light instantly dyed the space within several hundred meters Crimson!

Martial Skill: Crimson Refining Demonic Hand · Burning Sky Locking Earth!

This giant hand howled, stirring up a furious gale across the sky. Its fingers alone were three meters thick, and the entire palm covered a space with a diameter of several hundred meters, completely sealing and enveloping all the space where Shen Bei was, slamming down fiercely towards Shen Bei's location!

"You gained the upper hand with one move, and now you're very proud, aren't you? Let's see how you handle this move of mine!"

Xiao Yong sneered, his voice booming.

At this moment! The scorching gale hit their faces, making everyone present feel as if they couldn't breathe. Amidst the violent roar, Xiao Yong's rampant laughter thundered relentlessly in everyone's minds, almost completely engulfing their entire souls!

Amidst the crackling, intense burning, all the air was consumed by the sky-filling Crimson clouds. The crushing force of the giant Crimson cloud palm was like countless volcanoes erupting simultaneously in an instant, mountains collapsing, earth rending, and the sky overturning!

"Is this your trump card? That's enough then."

Shen Bei was expressionless, reaching out and grabbing something from the air with one hand.

The long blade on the waist of a student, who was watching the show, suddenly felt light as it flew into Shen Bei's hand.

Shen Bei bared his white teeth: "Lend it to me for a bit. Of course, even if you say no, it won't matter."

Student: ...

Boom!

The next moment.

Shen Bei suddenly stomped his foot, and his entire body, along with the blade light in his hand, shot out violently!

With his point of exertion as the center, large areas of the ground suddenly cracked and churned! The entire plaza ground shook as if an earthquake had struck!

Everyone present, under the oppressive heat of the Crimson Flame Giant Palm, also swayed violently at the same time, almost unable to stand steady!

In an instant! The sound of strong winds howled within dozens of meters around Shen Bei, like thousands of wind Dragons roaring. Even the air seemed to have turned into a surging tide, roaring and churning madly!

The sky-filling Crimson clouds were blown back by the surging gale, forming two distinct worlds!

Shen Bei's face was cold, his entire body's True Qi rapidly infused, and a lightning-shaped blade light flashed in his hand, carrying the meaning of a spring thunder appearing. With a thunderclap, all things revived, carrying a sense of flashing into existence and then vanishing.

A thunder-like sound of breaking air suddenly exploded. Wherever the blade light passed, large masses of milky-white Qi continuously compressed and burst, and the oppressive Qi wave rushed up over ten meters high!

The long blade broke the sound barrier, instantly achieving a supersonic slash. At the same time, an imposing blade momentum that soared to the sky pressed upon people's hearts, like a latent Dragon that had been dormant for a long time suddenly ascending, accompanied by surging wind and thunder!

Martial Skill: Sun and Moon Annihilation Drawing Blade Technique!

One strike to kill!

Boom!

Amidst a tremendous roar, the sky-covering giant palm was suddenly shattered by a single blade strike! The scattered dark Crimson fire clouds suddenly shot out in all directions, transforming into countless strands of Crimson lines spreading across the sky!

An extremely dazzling Crimson light surged upward, piercing through the thick fire clouds. The incredibly scorching Crimson light almost illuminated the entire sky!

"Ah! Ah!"

People at the edge of the venue screamed in panic, frantically dodging the fierce impact of the residual power!

Even though this giant palm was annihilated by Shen Bei's blade, a hundred-meter-wide depression, shaped like a five-fingered giant palm, was left on the plaza ground at the school gate, pressing the ground down several meters deep!

The entire depression reflected a dazzling, scorching brilliance under the lights. This was where the sand and soil had melted into a fluid, glass-like crystal by the intense palm strike. Amidst the rising heat, a stark white sunlight reflected, yet it carried a bone-chilling coldness that pierced one's heart.

Amidst countless scattered Crimson clouds and firelight, Shen Bei's figure surged through the massive channel created by his blade strike, fiercely breaking through the intensely hot True Qi that drifted and danced across the sky, and his right hand, which brought with it rolling explosive roars, suddenly clenched into a fist!

He instantly covered a distance of over twenty meters, bearing down violently on the pale-faced Xiao Yong!

A dull, rolling wind smashed down from above, as if a sky-supporting jade pillar and a sea-bracing golden beam had toppled. The air within dozens of meters seemed to have been completely squeezed out by the force of this blow. Only the space directly above Xiao Yong's head showed a hazy Chaos color—the result of a massive amount of air being forcibly compressed. Once it erupted, it would be a mountain collapse and a tsunami!

"Are you truly a Six-Rank Martial Artist?" Shen Bei pressed down violently, mocking him like a grandfather scolding his grandson: "You're truly too weak. I feel sorry for your girlfriend!"

"Damn you! You're arrogant enough, aren't you?"

In extreme shock, Xiao Yong had no time to control the Qi flow to ascend and dodge. Facing Shen Bei's incomparably domineering punch, his bronze-colored large hand clenched into a fist, like it was made of metal, and he suddenly raised his elbow and flipped his fist upward to strike. Ripples appeared in the air where his fist passed, and on his ancient bronze-colored face, his brow bones protruded high, showing extreme ferocity!

Boom!

Two fists of almost the same size violently collided. One was as solid as a steel ingot, with bulging veins, and appeared a faint silver color.

The other large hand was almost entirely bronze-colored, with bright Crimson flashes appearing from time to time, as if the entire fist was about to turn into a translucent Crimson crystal!

The moment the two fists met! It seemed as if everything around them stopped. In that instant, Xiao Yong clearly saw exactly thirty-four pea-sized beads of sweat squeezed and shot out from the point where the two fists met.

That was the sweat and bodily fluids from their pores being directly blasted out of their bodies due to the sudden exertion of force, shooting out in all directions with lightning speed. Yet, in Xiao Yong's eyes, that moment seemed so slow, as if time itself had slowed down.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

A series of dull and heavy sounds merged into one, and the rolling explosions of Qi became continuous!

As grand as a great bronze bell echoing in a deep valley, the resulting compressed air blast sent shattered stones and sand flying in all directions. Both Shen Bei and Xiao Yong were sent flying backward as if they had been electrocuted!

As he was pushed back, Xiao Yong's figure suddenly rose into the air, standing suspended, his gaze fixed on Shen Bei on the ground, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief!

"How is this possible! How is this possible!"

One must know that he had sustained minor injuries in the previous clash.

And looking at Shen Bei.

Not only did he fail to kill the opponent with one blow, he... was also lightly injured!

I'm a Six-Rank Martial Artist, damn it!

This makes no sense!

On the ground, a few specks of blood also appeared at the corner of Shen Bei's mouth. He suddenly stopped his figure, looked up at Xiao Yong in the sky, his face devoid of any emotion, like a cold statue.

With the blade momentum exhausted, his clash with Xiao Yong resulted in a mutual defeat.

What does this prove?

It can only mean that Xiao Yong is truly weak.

Or—

He himself is incredibly powerful!

Shen Bei sneered with a relaxed expression: "Are you going to admit defeat and leave with your tail between your legs, or should I tear down your facade and let everyone see your pathetic state?"

"Hmph!"

Xiao Yong slowly descended from mid-air, his cold, biting voice drifting over: "I was just warming up, why are you in such a hurry?"

Shen Bei curled his lips: "Now isn't the warm-up, but—"

Boom!

Shen Bei's figure directly shot out, sneering: "It's the finale! It's over!"

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