"It’s quite lively..."
Suddenly.
With a swish, an extrely intense tearing sound instantly rang in his ears.
"Boom!!!"
Bai Xiao’s head tilted slightly to the left, his gaze still fixed on the Law Enforcent Elder of Po Suo’s Hidden Blade Pavilion. He raised his right hand slightly, directly intercepting the teor Hamr head that was rushing towards him like a cannonball. A ball of fla instantly expanded and exploded, carrying the air, as if forming a mushroom cloud several people high.
"Crack, crack, crack!"
However.
As Bai Xiao turned his head expressionlessly.
He gave a slight squeeze with his right hand, as if an invisible force descended, compressing all the expanding flas back, rolling them into a ping-pong ball-sized fireball. With a slight force, it exploded with a pop into scattered sparks on the ground.
He lifted and pressed his palm.
"Clang!!!"
The teor Hamr, forged from superalloy, directly flew back with even greater speed, slicing through the Martial Arts Arena with a lightning-like cold gleam.
"Ssss..."
Feng Tianrui’s massive body was involuntarily pulled back by the teor Hamr. His feet were firmly planted into the ground, yet still carved out a nearly thirty-ter-long charred black scar, black smoke billowing from it.
"Ah!"
He roared, veins bulging on his forehead, the muscles in his arms instantly turning red with engorged blood. Only then did he grudgingly grasp the hamr, dissipating that terrifying force.
"Clatter, clatter..."
Feng Tianrui slowly dragged back the half-human-sized teor Hamr to his front, his pupils contracting violently. The once large teor Hamr head, covered in finger-length spikes, was now completely smoothed out on one side, even dented into a deep handprint shape. Moreover, the once round hamr had beco flat, like a pumpkin.
It was clearly deford with a single mighty blow!
"Hiss..."
Feng Tianrui felt imnsely heavy-hearted, two streams of hot air snaked out slowly from his nostrils like white serpents. He muttered to himself.
"This monstrous strength..."
"Truly terrifying!"
At this mont, Feng Tianrui was utterly convinced that he was not a match for the man in front of him. Even if the Earth teor Hamr Sect Master were to recover and engage Bai Xiao, the chances of winning wouldn’t be more than twenty percent! After all, to nearly shatter the teor Hamr wrapped in Qi with a single hand was simply too abnormal.
"Tap, tap, tap..."
Ahead.
Bai Xiao slowly walked towards the Martial Arts Arena, his steps heavy and asured.
Half a minute later.
He stood opposite Feng Tianrui.
Bai Xiao glanced lightly at Feng Tianrui, speaking coldly.
"I can sense your fear."
"Can soone who’s already afraid wield seventy percent of their strength?"
He slowly turned his head, glancing at the Faction Leaders and Elders on either side who had received the Door Worshiping Letter. Suddenly, he spoke aloud.
"Don’t bla for not giving you a chance..."
"How about this, you all co at together, it’ll save the trouble of hunting you down one by one. Of course, if you don’t even have the courage to attack in a group, then don’t call yourselves the Heavenly Gang Association. Just withdraw from it yourselves..."
"My Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Hall can easily replace you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, both sides were instantly in an uproar.
Even Feng Xin, the wielder of the Soul Cutting Blade, slightly contracted his pupils. He gripped the hilt wrapped with black cloth, the blade vibrating intensely within its scabbard. Still, Feng Xin suppressed it firmly, preventing it from drawing.
He looked deeply.
At that dignified and mighty figure.
Took a deep breath.
"The last ti I felt this way."
"Was when I was invited to Yingzhou Country, and my teacher nearly swept through their Secret Martial World. Even when surrounded in a battle of attrition, he remained composed, fully displaying the deanor of the Sword Demon! Later, even the only Grandmaster of Yingzhou Country praised him... destined to be a Grandmaster!"
And in front of Feng Xin, Bai Xiao faintly exhibited a similar flair to the Sword Demon. Especially when he straightforwardly invited the remaining opponents to attack together.
That dignified and grand aura and deanor.
Only a very few possess it, it’s even more precious than talent!
Without this aura, becoming a Grandmaster is difficult!
...
"Going against four, huh?!"
"Alright!"
In the spectators’ seats, Xia Yang, though slightly annoyed, was still sowhat in awe of Bai Xiao’s overwhelming aura. These four were not just any Transformation Realm sects; even the weakest of them had advanced to the late stage of the Transformation Realm three years ago!
It’s fully comparable to the combined prowess of four sect leaders from the Heavenly Gang Association!
Bai Xiao dared to challenge them like this.
Even Xia Yang, on the opposing side, couldn’t help but feel so admiration.
"Tap!"
"Tap!"
"Tap!"
Imdiately.
In the Martial Arts Arena, from four directions, four figures encircled Bai Xiao. To the left, Feng Tianrui’s shoulders were wound with the massive teor Hamr, his presence as solid as a mountain. To the right, Xia Yang’s arms hung slightly, shimring with a smooth tallic sheen in the sunlight like two large spears. To the north, Kong Yan slowly removed his upper white garnt, revealing his body-refinent muscles as if cast in iron, with black Qi coiling around like armor. To the south, Yu Yan assud a combat stance, his arms drawing long trajectories as if wielding spears in thrusting motions.
For a mont, the Qi of four late-stage Transformation Realm masters surged like dark blue waves over ten stories high, crashing as if to swallow and subrge everything, exerting terrifying pressure. The entire Martial Arts Arena’s air frantically escaped.
Four pairs of eyes locked onto Bai Xiao, their strength fluctuating and converging.
"Let be the referee."
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