360: I'd like to try it too.

Facing Qin Wuliang's oppressive gaze, Yan Feng also felt a hint of pressure, his eyes flickering slightly.

But in the end, he took a deep breath and walked out slowly with an expressionless face.

"Let me experience for myself just what is so unusual about the Number One King of the Nine Heavens!" Yan Feng slowly extended his palm, assuming a combat stance.

Seeing this, Qin Wuliang's eyes gradually turned cold.

He had thought Yan Feng would retreat in the face of difficulty, allowing him to take the position of commander-in-chief with the posture of an absolute monarch.

He hadn't expected that in the end, this Yan Feng would still choose to challenge his majesty.

"You will experience it soon enough. Even among Giants, there are levels," Qin Wuliang said.

Boom!

Almost at the same time, two magnificent and majestic Auras soared into the sky. Lightning flashed and thunder roared as heaven and earth shook, and dense Void Realm fissures extended out for an unknown number of tens of thousands of miles.

Both were Immortal King Giants under a hundred thousand years old. They were very young, with blood Qi so vigorous it was beyond imagination, surging as unrestrainedly as a vast ocean.

This was absolutely a Peak battle between the leading figures of the Nine Heavens under a hundred thousand years old. It was enough to startle the heavens and make the gods weep; the world trembled, stars sank, the ground shook, and space collapsed as golden lotuses bloomed one after another in the Void Realm, with phenomena popping up like bamboo shoots after a rain.

The battle was incredibly fierce. Both used their full strength, fighting to a standstill in an extremely deadlocked struggle!

"Swoosh!"

After three hundred rounds, Qin Wuliang caught a perfect opening and struck with a heavy palm, repelling Yan Feng.

"What a pity. Yan Feng's Physical Body is very strong; that palm strike didn't achieve much of an effect," someone whispered.

If it had been anyone else, taking that palm strike from Qin Wuliang would have definitely resulted in defeat.

But Yan Feng, who hailed from Giant Rock Heaven, had a unique body. It was not made of flesh and blood but cast from a special rock, incredibly hard and more indestructible than Immortal Gold.

Therefore, that palm strike did not achieve the effect Qin Wuliang desired.

"The Physical Bodies of the creatures from Giant Rock Heaven indeed have some tricks to them..." Qin Wuliang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately pressed forward again.

Yan Feng countered, his body expanding like a moving small mountain, causing the earth to shake and the mountains to sway.

Bang!

By the six hundredth round, Yan Feng was struck by Qin Wuliang again. He was sent flying backward, yet still showed no signs of injury.

"So hard!"

Many people marveled. Yan Feng had been knocked away by Qin Wuliang twice, yet he was completely fine. This defensive power was terrifyingly frightening.

Unfortunately, it seemed Yan Feng's offensive power was slightly lacking. After hundreds of rounds, he hadn't managed to injure Qin Wuliang even once.

"Swoosh!"

After nine hundred rounds, Yan Feng was hit by Qin Wuliang once more.

This time, he wasn't as lucky as the previous two. Qin Wuliang's palm became a blade and sliced across Yan Feng's shoulder, instantly causing a spray of blood to fly out.

"He lost..."

Many people felt regretful. Yan Feng had lost in the end. His defense being broken meant that Qin Wuliang had the chance to heavily injure him.

However, this was a sparring match, not a life-and-death struggle, so Qin Wuliang did not deliver a killing blow.

Bang!

Yet even so, at the end of the hand-blade's descent, Qin Wuliang still gave Yan Feng a heavy palm strike, shaking his blood and Qi into a frenzy.

Clearly, this was a small punishment for Yan Feng's provocation of his majesty.

The contest ended, concluding in this manner.

Regarding Qin Wuliang's final palm strike, many people frowned slightly, as that strike was completely unnecessary and purely an act of venting anger.

However, the winner takes all. Facing such a forceful Qin Wuliang, even if others had grievances, they didn't dare say much.

"Haha, Brother Yan Feng has been defeated. I wonder if any of the remaining friends still wish to compete with me for this commander-in-chief position?"

Qin Wuliang scanned the surroundings with a faint smile. Anyone his gaze swept over slightly turned their head away, not daring to meet his eyes.

Seeing everyone avoid his gaze, Qin Wuliang nodded with satisfaction. Then, he cupped his hands in mock humility and said, "In that case, I shall graciously accept this commander-in-chief position!"

"Wait a moment, I also wish to seek some guidance!"

Just then, a figure in white stepped out from the crowd and spoke to Qin Wuliang with a smile.

Qin Wuliang focused his gaze, his eyes slowly narrowing: "Fellow Daoist Lin Yang, are you sure you want to challenge me as well?"

"It's just a spar, why not?" Lin Yang raised an eyebrow and smiled nonchalantly.

"Haha..."

Qin Wuliang laughed coldly and said nothing more.

"These bastards, my Senior Brother is the number one in the Nine Heavens. How do they dare to jump out one after another to challenge him?"

Hua Wuyan was indignant. In her view, as soon as Qin Wuliang spoke, these people should have obediently followed his command.

How could they be like this, lining up to challenge Qin Wuliang?

Lin Yang walked forward slowly. As he passed Yan Feng, the latter was clutching his chest, seemingly having suffered some internal injuries. Seeing him approach, Yan Feng gave him a meaningful look and sent a low-voice transmission: "Be careful, this guy doesn't seem like a magnanimous person."

Hearing this, Lin Yang nodded subtly.

It was precisely because he saw this that he had to step out.

Otherwise, if Qin Wuliang were allowed to easily take the commander-in-chief position, their situation in the upcoming actions would likely be extremely dangerous.

Bang!

At that moment, before Lin Yang had even stood firm, Qin Wuliang performed a sudden spatial flicker. Without a word of greeting, he appeared in front of him and kicked down fiercely.

The shadow of the leg was like a whip, resembling a dragon or snake flicking its tail, tearing through space with terrifying force.

"Despicable! To attack without even a word of greeting!" the people from Lingxiao Heaven shouted.

Even people from other heavens were stunned. He should at least wait for the opponent to be ready before attacking, right?

Such a sudden attack clearly lacked the demeanor of a powerful expert.

However, looking at the situation, Qin Wuliang clearly didn't take Lin Yang seriously at all, believing he could knock him down so he couldn't stand with a single blow.

If that were truly the case, then doing this wouldn't draw too much criticism.

After all, someone who couldn't even withstand one blow wouldn't be able to win even if they were fully prepared.

Naturally, others wouldn't think of speaking up for Lin Yang anymore.

However, the outcome was destined to be disappointing. As Qin Wuliang's kick descended, it was blocked by Lin Yang's raised single arm, causing a look of astonishment to appear on the former's face.

"This guy's Physical Body..."

Qin Wuliang's pupils contracted. He felt as if he had kicked an iron plate.

Its hardness seemed even greater than that of Yan Feng just now.

"Did no one teach you that when sparring with others, you should first exchange greetings and say 'start' before fighting? You rude fellow!"

As his voice fell, Lin Yang's arm glowed as if a Golden Dragon were coiling around it. His blood Qi boiled, and he threw a punch that shook the world. The surrounding space collapsed uncontrollably layer by layer.

And Qin Wuliang was sent reeling back by this single punch...