At this moment, Chachai's face was filled with an indescribable shock.

His eyes were wide open, staring in disbelief at the young man ahead with a disdainful smile.

Just now, Ye Qingfeng's punch had sent him flying dozens of feet back, while Ye Qingfeng remained completely unmoved. To him, this was something utterly impossible, but it had truly happened right before his eyes.

Ye Qingfeng's expression returned to one of indifference, and the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth had long disappeared. His gaze fell on Chachai, as he lightly shook his finger.

"So this is what you call the power of a War Emperor, manipulating just this bit of Heaven and Earth power? If this is all you have, then I'm truly disappointed!"

Ye Qingfeng's voice resonated, and everyone was instantly dumbfounded. Ye Lei wore a horrified expression, and Tie Zixi and You Lianruo's hearts trembled.

Looking at Ye Qingfeng, was there any sign of serious injury?

"I've heard you say so much about how powerful a War Emperor is, so I wanted to take your punch to see for myself. Otherwise, how could you hit me?"

That familiar contemptuous smile appeared on Ye Qingfeng's face, as he patted his chest lightly.

"Too bad, your punch only gave me a slight injury!"

Under the shocked gazes of everyone, Ye Qingfeng raised his right hand, giving Chachai a thumbs-up, then slowly turned it downward.

"A mere War Emperor, what qualification do you have to talk about the true hierarchy of world experts in front of me?"

Silence enveloped the crowd, as they realized Ye Qingfeng had voluntarily taken Chachai's punch? And this earth-shaking punch, capable of shattering the sky and splitting mountains, only caused him minor injuries?

"Monster, you're a monster!"

The fear in Chachai's heart was immeasurable. Although he couldn't accurately gauge Ye Qingfeng's actual cultivation, extrapolating from Ye Qingfeng's feats, he thought the most he could be was slightly stronger than a half-step War Emperor expert. But to think his punch, in Ye Qingfeng's undefended state, couldn't inflict heavy damage?

Moreover, Ye Qingfeng's retaliatory punch earlier carried immense power, surpassing all others, knocking him back dozens of feet, and from his intuition, Ye Qingfeng hadn't even used his full strength.

"Originally, when I said I would wipe out the entire Divine Fist Sect today, it was just a joke to lure you out!"

"But you just threatened to abolish my cultivation, very well!"

Ye Qingfeng turned to look at the disciples of the Divine Fist Sect around him, giving a chilling smile.

"Sorry, your luck is really bad!"

"Because of one word from your Sect Master, today, all of you will accompany him in death!"

The fear in the hearts of the Divine Fist Sect's people was indescribable in the face of that icy, expressionless face.

In the next moment, Ye Qingfeng stretched out his single hand.

"Void Cauldron Immortal Technique, Tenth Style, Sea Burning Hand!"

A massive flame erupted from Ye Qingfeng's palm, making the void crackle and sizzle.

Brilliant fire waves swept across the night sky, illuminating hundreds of feet, filling the heavens and earth with scorching heat.

Ye Qingfeng stood amid the all-encompassing fire waves, as if he were a true god of fire.

"Today, I will turn the Divine Fist Sect into an endless sea of fire!"

The fire waves engulfed the sky, turning the area within a hundred feet around into daylight, dazzling to the eye.

Ye Qingfeng stood mid-air, exuding a peerless aura, controlling the flames with one hand, terrifying everyone in the Divine Fist Sect.

The Thai Boxing Saint Chachai was filled with shock and fear, seeing Ye Qingfeng take his punch head-on without any defense, yet only spitting a little blood, without losing any of his dominance. His power was still overwhelming.

"To withstand my full-force punch physically with little effect, unless he truly is a War Emperor expert focused on refining his body, it should be impossible. How can Ye Jiujie be this strong?"

Chachai was terrified. His full-force punch, even against a War Emperor expert taking it head-on, would've resulted in serious injury, but Ye Qingfeng was only slightly hurt with little burden, far beyond his expectations.

He always thought Ye Qingfeng was at the half-step War Emperor level, but now it seemed Ye Qingfeng had already surpassed this level.

"Could he truly be a War Emperor?"

He felt deeply conflicted and bewildered, when at this moment, Ye Qingfeng suddenly waved his hand.

"Crash!"

Amid the sky-reaching fire waves, a blazing hand broke through, with five fingers distinct, pressing towards Chachai.

"What?"

Chachai's face was full of astonishment, the breath of death came crashing forward, without a second thought, he instinctively retreated.

The flaming hand swept across the night sky, incinerating the air to void. Chachai retreated swiftly, but the area covered by the flaming hand was vast, a spark landed on his hairband.

"Whoosh!"

A scalding sensation spread throughout his body, and almost instantly, flames leapt upwards, scaring Chachai out of his wits, dispersing his energy to break his hairband.

With several swift leaps, he dared not linger any longer, distancing himself from the area covered by the flaming hand.

"What fierce flames!"

Staring at the fiery waves across the sky, Chachai was once again shaken. Having cultivated the Ancient Muay Thai Secret Technique for nearly 150 years, his body was honed to near perfection. Even against the full-force strike of other War Emperors, he could withstand it physically multiple times without damage. Temperatures over a hundred degrees were a common occurrence for him, and ordinary flames he did not fear.

But the Leaving Fire released by Ye Qingfeng left him at a loss, even a mere touch made his scalp tingle.

"You seem quite surprised?"

As he was lost in thought, a cold voice sounded beside him.

"Ah?"

He suddenly turned his head, Ye Qingfeng's mocking smile was right in front of him, the white fist rapidly enlarging in his pupils.

"Bang!"

Ye Qingfeng's punch was so fierce and fast, the air fluctuated and power surged. Chachai simply couldn't dodge, forced to face it head-on.

He raised his fist, the Ancient Muay Thai Secret Technique collaborating with Heaven and Earth power, suddenly bursting on his fist.

A muffled crack split the air, at the point of their clash, the crisp sound of cracking constantly echoed, as the nearby mountain peak was severed in half, blasting directly into the sky.

Chachai groaned, his foot marking an air ripple in the void, retreating dozens of feet, while Ye Qingfeng remained motionless, grinning as he charged forward once more.

"This guy is definitely a monster!"

Chachai roared in his heart, he finally realized, that at this moment, what he faced was not just a young man, not even a human, but a complete primordial beast.

Ye Qingfeng's fists rained down like a storm, each punch forcing Chachai into passive defense. With each punch he tried to block, he retreated dozens of feet, while Ye Qingfeng stayed close by, relentless in his pursuit, giving Chachai no chance to breathe, punch after punch with no pause.

The people of the Divine Fist Sect were horrified to witness their venerated Sect Master, the strongest inheritor of the Ancient Muay Thai Secret Technique, a lofty War Emperor, being chased and battered across the sky by Ye Qingfeng.

With each punch Chachai blocked, the power surging from Ye Qingfeng's onslaught roiled his internal energy, leaving him increasingly frustrated.

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