"The legendary Inner Strength Transformation, truly worthy of Chairman Yang!"

"With such a killer move, that old ghost won't die but will certainly be injured!"

"I want to see how he can keep pretending to be impressive!"

In the stands, many spectators were visibly excited and their hearts couldn't calm down for a long time after witnessing Yang Dingtian unleash his Fist Qi.

However, the imagined scene did not unfold.

The initially motionless Yiqing School member, at the moment when the Fist Qi reached him, lightly raised a finger and gently pointed.

Wow!

Like steam evaporating, the Fist Qi disintegrated into countless fragments upon touching his finger, scattering in the air and disappearing in an instant!

"What!"

The surrounding audience was simultaneously shocked.

Not only that, but the previously confident Yang Dingtian was also dumbfounded, looking as if he'd seen a ghost.

The Fist Qi earlier was condense with over half of his Inner Strength and his lifetime's Fist Intent, almost equivalent to his trump card.

In the end, he not only failed to injure the opponent but it was also nullified with a simple point?

"Does Chairman Yang have any other tricks?"

Seeing the terror on Yang Dingtian's face, Yiqing School was very pleased but pretended to be a gentleman.

Previously humiliated by Qin Hao over the phone in Beijing, he had already pent up a lot of anger inside.

Unable to vent his anger on Qin Hao in time, he directed this resentment towards the masters of Shanghai.

In the previous twelve battles, he always used tactics to defeat the opponent's killer moves, not only winning the matches but also leaving the opponents utterly deflated.

Now with Yang Dingtian, it was the same. He aimed to easily crush the so-called strongest of Shanghai to let the Huaxia People see what true Invincibility means!

"You..."

Yang Dingtian's face was pale as he stared with fear at Yiqing School, unable to utter any words.

Even his strongest Fist Intent was easily nullified. What could he possibly use to compete against the other?

Seeing Yang Dingtian filled with sorrow, Yiqing School was extremely disdainful inside, but outwardly showed regret: "What a pity. Since Chairman Yang has no more means, let's end this match."

As soon as the words fell, Yiqing School's eyes became sharp, and his two wide sleeves moved without wind.

At the same time, the atmosphere on the stage suddenly changed.

A moment before, it was clear and sunny, but now it was bitterly cold. Moreover, countless white Sword Qi formed out of thin air in the space, shuttling around continuously.

Swish swish swish swish!

The traversing Sword Qi moved at an extreme speed, creating afterimages that dazzled the eyes.

And positioned at the center of the Sword Qi's impact, Yang Dingtian was under tremendous pressure.

He roared wildly: "Thousand Hands Break!"

In an instant, he unleashed hundreds of shadow punches towards all directions, making his defense impenetrable.

Clang clang clang...

The collision of Sword Qi and shadow punches produced sounds of metal clashing, but ultimately the former had the upper hand, slicing countless shadow punches in half.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle...

Without the protection of shadow punches, countless Sword Qi pierced through Yang Dingtian, creating numerous bloody holes all over his body.

When the cold and Sword Qi disappeared, tranquility returned to the stage, much like the indifferent expression of Yiqing School.

His eyelids didn't flinch as he melancholically said: "This is a Sword Technique I realized yesterday. How does Chairman Yang find such a crude work?"

Gurgle gurgle!

Yang Dingtian's face froze, his eyes wide in shock, trying to speak, but only blood flowed from his mouth.

Could it be I couldn't even withstand a technique he casually thought of?

With this thought, his heart was full of sorrow and dread.

The sorrow was that with his defeat, the last fig leaf of Huaxia Martial Arts Realm was torn off. The dread was that if neither Beijing nor Shanghai, representing the highest standards of Huaxia, could halt Yiqing School's steps, what could other cities play at?

"Humiliation, immense humiliation!"

With all his strength, Yang Dingtian sulkily shouted this as he spat blood. Subsequently, blood began to oozing from the holes in his body, and he collapsed backward to the ground.

Bang!

The sound of falling, although not loud, seemed to hit everyone's heart heavily.

At this moment, the spectators in the audience were also filled with despair.

If even legends of Beijing and Shanghai were defeated by Yiqing School, who else could stop him?

Is there truly no true master in Huaxia?

At this time, Yiqing School, with a sorrowful expression, said: "The vast Huaxia, is just this!"

These words, as soon as they were spoken, infuriated the crowd, who all glared angrily at Yiqing School.

They wanted to tear this guy apart, but no one did so.

Incompetence had to be endured.

A massive venue, tens of thousands of people, all quietly and complexly watching Yiqing School.

Yiqing School was very satisfied inside. It was exhilarating to give those only capable of yelling Huaxia People a harsh lesson with strength.

Dissatisfying was that his journey was not over yet.

The final battle, his real purpose for coming to Huaxia, would begin two days later on Zhongshan Peak.

He suddenly had a malicious thought: Night Emperor, you humiliated me in front of countless spectators in Beijing. If I kill you in front of everyone's eyes, I'll avenge my child's death and my own humiliation, wouldn't that be killing two birds with one stone?

Having made up his mind, Yiqing School scanned the surroundings with a teasing look: "Two days later, I will kill your strongest man in Huaxia on Zhongshan Peak!"

With that, he put his hands behind his back and silently walked out of the venue.

Quiet, the entire venue was absolutely silent. Apart from the doctors going on stage to help Yang Dingtian, everyone's silent exterior hid a heart full of shock.

Soon, people gradually came to their senses, and someone began to discuss it.

"What did the old ghost say just now?"

"Is he really going to challenge the strongest man on Zhongshan Peak?"

"Aren't all the strongest martial artists in Huaxia gathered here?"

Indeed, among the spectators, there were many prestigious figures from Beijing, and together they could represent half of the Huaxia Martial Arts Realm.

"Who exactly is Huaxia's strongest man?"

Someone quickly raised the question, sparking waves of discussion.

People released discussions but couldn't pinpoint who the man really was.

At this moment, an elder from Beijing shouted: "That person is called the Night Emperor, a ruler of the Dark World, yet we didn't know he was also a Huaxia person!"

This announcement surprised everyone, but soon puzzled them because the Dark World was too far removed from their comfortable lives in Huaxia.

They had never heard of the title Night Emperor, let alone understood this person's strength and deeds.

Of course, there were still some who knew.

Sword Wuya promptly stood up and loudly said: "Though I haven't met the Night Emperor, I know he's extremely powerful. Recently, he personally defeated the Military God Xiao Lingtian! So this time, Yiqing School is not guaranteed to win!"

Sword Wuya's clarification served as a booster shot for the crowd.

"What, even able to defeat the Military God! How come I haven't heard of such a master!"

"Just now I thought the old ghost was talking about Xiao Lingtian, now I see I was wrong!"

Instantly, the unacquainted Night Emperor became a hero in the hearts of many optimists.

Of course, there were also many pessimists.

"Even if Xiao Lingtian is formidable, he's only around the level of Sword Saint and Chairman Yang."

"Exactly, even if the Night Emperor can defeat him, can he do it as effortlessly as Yiqing School? That old ghost prevailed without even lifting a hand!"

"Incapable of matching, incapable of matching!"

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