119: Princess, are you satisfied now that you've crushed the courage of a hundred men with one stomp?

That sound was not like the clashing of metal, nor was it the explosion of Yuan Power.

That sound was like the heartbeat of the earth itself!

It was the footstep of a Primeval Ferocious Beast, trampling mountains and rivers!

*CRACK—!*

Centered on Li Qing's footfall, the supposedly indestructible arena floor, paved with thousand-year-old Black Iron Stone, instantly developed terrifying, spiderweb-like cracks!

Immediately after, a visible, transparent ripple formed purely of condensed strength spread out from the point of impact, skimming across the ground and expanding madly in all directions like a shockwave!

This was not Yuan Power!

This was not Protective Aura!

This was pure, unadulterated, and overwhelmingly tyrannical... strength!

It was the destructive shockwave transmitted through the earth from a terrifying force of five hundred thousand jin!

*SPLUT!*

The dozen or so Prodigies at the forefront, their ferocious expressions still frozen on their faces, were instantly shaken by this irresistible, terrifying force transmitted from the ground beneath their feet, causing them to vomit blood!

The weapons in their hands let out mournful cries as they were wrenched from their grasp!

The Protective Aura shielding their bodies shattered like fragile bubbles under the sun, popping instantly with a *pop*!

Then, their bodies were sent flying uncontrollably through the air as if struck by an invisible giant hammer!

*CRACK! CRACK!*

The dense sounds of shattering bones formed a continuous chorus in mid-air!

That destructive force traveled up their legs in an instant, spreading throughout their bodies and shattering every bone and meridian within!

As for that multicolored torrent of energy jointly unleashed by nearly a hundred people...

The moment it made contact with that transparent shockwave, it was actually forcefully shaken!

Like a massive wave crashing against a reef, it instantly became chaotic and disordered, its power greatly diminished!

"Th-this... how is this possible!"

The eyes of those further back nearly bulged out of their sockets!

One foot!

With just one foot!

He crippled over a dozen of their comrades?

And shook their combined attack from nearly a hundred people?

What kind of monster is this?!

What kind of Innate Divine Strength grants such power??

However, this was merely the beginning.

Under the horrified gazes of everyone present, Li Qing's figure vanished from its original spot.

He transformed into a blurry black shadow, actively charging toward that now-disordered torrent of energy.

He did not dodge, nor did he defend.

He simply... threw a punch.

Simple, direct, unadorned.

*BOOM!*

With one punch, the air in front of him was instantly blasted apart, producing a dull, thunderous roar.

A sword beam at the very front was directly pulverized by this fist!

*BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!*

Li Qing's figure, like a god of slaughter emerged from Hell, rampaged across the arena.

Every punch he threw, every swing of his arm, every knee he raised, contained a terrifying force capable of tearing everything asunder.

Those Yuan Power attacks, potent enough to split mountains and shatter stones, were as fragile as paper before his fists, easily shattered and annihilated!

He was like an unstoppable icebreaker, forcibly carving a bloody path through that ocean of energy!

In the blink of an eye, he broke through the blockade of the energy torrent and plunged into the midst of the Prodigies, who were now petrified with fear.

"AHHH—!"

A shrill scream rang out.

That Meridian Opening Realm swordsman who had been the first to jeer didn't even see Li Qing's movement before feeling a sharp pain in his chest.

He looked down to see a fist that had already pierced through his Protective Aura, imprinted on his chest.

*CRACK!*

His sternum, along with his internal organs, were pulverized by the single punch.

His entire body flew backward like a ragged sack, his life already extinguished before he even hit the ground.

The slaughter had begun.

This was not a battle between equals.

This was a one-sided massacre!

Li Qing's figure flitted through the crowd like a ghost.

He didn't use any flashy Moves; what he had was only the most primitive, most pure violence.

One punch sent a person flying.

One kick snapped a person's leg.

One palm shattered a person's arm.

Blood and shattered bones flew together; screams and wails resonated in harmony.

And this was the result of Li Qing holding back.

He feared that defeating so many Prodigies would bring retaliation from those behind them.

But he still needed to establish deterrence.

First, to increase the attention others paid to him.

Second, to intimidate the crowd.

Third, to make the Grand Princess back down, knowing the difficulty.

He just wanted freedom!

The nearly hundred Prodigies, who had been so menacing moments before, had now become a flock of lambs awaiting slaughter before Li Qing.

Their attacks, landing on Li Qing, couldn't even harm a single hair on his body.

And every single one of Li Qing's attacks was guaranteed to take someone down.

"Devil! He's a devil!"

"Run! Run for it!"

"I surrender! I surrender!"

Finally, someone's mental defenses completely collapsed.

They threw down their weapons, crying and shouting, trying to flee this arena that had become a hellish slaughterhouse.

However, Li Qing did not give them that chance.

Since he had said "come at me together," there had to be an outcome.

His figure was fast as lightning, catching up to one escapee after another, and then, in the most direct manner, ending their fight.

In the span of just a few dozen breaths...

There was no longer a single person standing on the arena.

Corpses, severed limbs, broken arms, blood... it couldn't be helped; some strikes just flowed too smoothly.

They just... exploded.

The entire Arena Number One was dyed a shocking crimson.

And Li Qing stood quietly at its center.

His black clothes remained spotless, as if the brutal massacre moments before had nothing to do with him.

The entire world fell into a deathly silence.

Hundreds of thousands of spectators were utterly silent.

Everyone's minds had gone completely blank.

Their mouths agape, eyes wide, they resembled puppets whose Souls had been snatched away.

On the Viewing Platform.

*CLATTER.*

The white jade teacup in Grand Princess Xia Qingyue's hand slipped and shattered on the ground.

Her exquisitely beautiful face was deathly pale.

Her pupils were filled with shock and disbelief.

The Elder Chen behind her trembled violently all over, his aged face looking even more ghastly than a corpse's.

"Monster, monster..."

He kept muttering these two words over and over.

Amidst this deathly silence.

On the arena, Li Qing slowly turned around.

He raised his head, his calm yet icy gaze traversing a hundred meters to land precisely on the Viewing Platform, upon that Soul-stricken, peerlessly beautiful woman.

Then, his calm, yet crystal-clear voice resounded throughout the entire Martial Arena.

"Now, are you satisfied?"

Li Qing's voice, flat and devoid of waves, was like an invisible slap, striking Grand Princess Xia Qingyue's face with brutal force.

It was also like a heavy hammer, smashing fiercely into the hearts of the hundreds of thousands present in the Martial Arena!

What?

Li Qing's words instantly caused the scene to erupt!