In the stadium, the leaders of various major sects in the Martial Arts World were already seated.
The absence of Yan Rufeng made the Martial Arts World’s people even more complacent, and for a while, they all clamored online.
"We are right here, where is Yan Rufeng?"
"If you don’t have the guts, don’t boast. Now you can’t back out, can you?"
"Haha, Yan Rufeng is like a gust of wind, a shiny spearhead but useless..."
In the stadium, a bare-chested, mighty man leaped and landed on the pre-built ring with one foot. At this mont, the ring could not withstand the power emanating from his foot and shattered into pieces.
"Damn, the ring just broke like that. Are these Martial Arts World people even human?" The viewers watching the live broadcast exclaid.
"Yan Rufeng, I’m the one who disabled your disciple. If you have the guts, co out and die!"
The roar of the mighty man invigorated those watching the live broadcast.
"Too powerful. The Martial Arts World truly lives up to its reputation."
"Indeed, the skills showcased by the Martial Arts World are genuine..."
In the stadium, a piercing voice filled with murderous intent followed up.
"Then you can die!"
Everyone present, including the live broadcast audience, felt a shiver upon hearing it.
Even though the person had not arrived, just the tone made people feel creepy. What kind of presence was this?
Soon, a young man in a traditional Chinese suit appeared, stepping through the air.
"Who is this? Is he flying?"
"Could it be that he is showcasing the legendary Qinggong?"
"Whoa, could this really be Yan Rufeng?"
"Sigh, it’s a pity we can’t see his face clearly from such a distance..."
The TV station had already received instructions not to zoom in on the cara, but even so, it couldn’t stop people from watching the much-anticipated duel.
"Are you Yan Rufeng?"
In the middle of the shattered ring, a mighty man disdainfully pointed at Yan Rufeng and asked.
"The dead don’t deserve to know my na."
"Boy, you’re quite arrogant. When you die under the Seven Injuries Fist of my Kongtong Sect, don’t bla for not telling you."
The mighty man leaped up and shouted, "Take this."
"Blabbermouth."
Yan Rufeng flicked his sleeve, and a burst of Spiritual Energy shot out from his right hand, followed by the sound of the mighty man’s body bursting.
"Bang!"
All they saw was the mighty man exploding into a mist of blood.
Silence. The entire venue was silent.
The sll of blood spread throughout the venue, and no one dared to breathe loudly.
The people watching the live broadcast could feel the fear through the screen because the power displayed by Yan Rufeng had already exceeded scientific scope.
"Demon Art, this man knows Demon Art."
Soone from the Martial Arts Association on the stage frantically pointed at Yan Rufeng and shouted.
Yan Rufeng stood with one hand behind his back, staring straight ahead.
Through the air, a slap landed on the person who was howling.
"Demon Art, dare to say I used Demon Art, I can’t be bothered to argue with you ignorant people."
Yan Rufeng killed the man who crippled his disciple in front of the national audience, then prepared to leave.
"Yan Rufeng, don’t be arrogant. You killed the chief disciple of my Kongtong Sect. Face ."
An elder leaped down from the stage.
Facing the elder full of murderous intent, Yan Rufeng sneered, "Killed him, so what? What can you do?"
"What a big mouth. Since I cleared the governor and conception vessels, I have never shown it before the world."
"So, you ca today to verify that even with these opened, you will still et your end at my hands?"
"Arrogant."
The elder drew the longsword from his waist and pointed at Yan Rufeng, "Boy, dying under the sword of the Kongtong Sect leader today is your destiny."
"You talk too much."
Yan Rufeng moved, so fast that no one saw how he grabbed the Kongtong Sect leader by the neck.
"Kongtong Sect leader, didn’t you open the governor and conception vessels? Didn’t you say you would kill with your sword? Now, show your might!"
"Spare !" The Kongtong Sect leader struggled to utter these words.
"Death penalty avoided, living punishnt unavoidable!"
Yan Rufeng tightened his grip, and the Spiritual Energy he released twisted and cut the ridians inside the Kongtong Sect leader’s body, rendering him useless.
Yan Rufeng casually threw the crippled Kongtong Sect leader before the Martial Arts Association president and then stood indifferently on the spot.
"Anyone dissatisfied, feel free to challenge , Yan Rufeng."
The people in the Martial Arts World knew well that the Kongtong Sect leader had long since opened the governor and conception vessels. However, such a martial arts grandmaster couldn’t even retaliate under Yan Rufeng’s hands. Everyone was silent, even the president of the Martial Arts Association dared not say much.
Yan Rufeng left, just like that, lightly. No one in the stadium dared to say another word. Even the president of the Martial Arts Association just swallowed his saliva, then took out his phone and sent a ssage to his master.
Seeing Yan Rufeng safely leave the ring, Xiaxia, who had been worried about his safety, burst into tears of excitent.
In the Treasure Pavilion, Su Changqing had confird his guess that Yan Rufeng ca from a Cultivation Family.
At Wolong Abyss, Yan Rufeng’s classmates were instantly thrilled.
"Class leader, Rufeng won, he won..."
Murong Xue cheered joyfully, "My Rufeng is mighty!"
Zhou Tong declared boldly, "Tonight, we drink to celebrate Rufeng’s fa!"
The eight chubby ghosts responsible for security at Wolong Abyss sneered at Yan Rufeng’s classmates, "Just dealing with a few ordinary people and look at how excited they are, almost to the point of crying..."
Su Moran, who had long known the outco, sent a ssage to Yan Rufeng.
"Master, you’ve worked hard..."
The news that Yan Rufeng fought the Martial Arts World, crippled the Kongtong Sect leader on the spot, and killed its chief disciple instantly made headlines in major dia.
This stirred up waves; the Martial Arts World was no longer mysterious. So hidden sects and families also took this opportunity to step into the world, setting up martial arts schools and widely recruiting disciples.
For a ti, Yan Rufeng beca a revered figure and was recognized as the number one person in Huaxia.
On his way ho, Yan Rufeng received a call. He checked his phone and saw it was from Elder Song of Zhongyuan Hall.
"Mr. Yan, today’s battle is heartening. You are now hailed as Huaxia’s number one person online. It’s truly a cause for celebration."
"Elder Song, calling now surely isn’t just to congratulate , is it?"
"Haha..."
"I’ll get straight to the point."
"Please go ahead."
"Mr. Yan, here is a patient, who I have failed to cure. So, I would like to ask for your help. Could you please co over?"
"Haha."
Yan Rufeng smiled faintly, "Elder Song, since you’ve asked, there’s no inconvenience at all. Please wait a mont. I will be there shortly."
"Thank you, Mr. Yan..."
At Zhongyuan Hall, the beaming Elder Song went out to greet Yan Rufeng as soon as he got out of the car.
"I didn’t expect Mr. Yan to agree to my request so readily. It’s truly a blessing for the dical community."
Yan Rufeng smiled slightly, "Elder Song, your high moral character and great compassion moved . How could I refuse your invitation to save a life?"
"Haha..."
Elder Song laughed heartily.
"Then please, Mr. Yan, follow ."
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