"Qin Yi, next I’m going to show you what true power is."
Cong Yang’s aura was rising, streams of air currents flowed along his skin, and his entire body’s skin turned to a cold tallic silver color, his fists clenched tightly.
Qin Yi’s gaze also grew heavier; purple light flowed around him, enveloping his fists, making them look like they had turned into purple crystal stones.
Bang!
Cong Yang moved, centered on his foot, the ground within a ter instantly collapsed, and he charged towards Qin Yi like a ferocious beast, carrying a monstrous might.
Qin Yi lightly tapped his foot, and the bluestone slabs exploded instantly, transforming into a stream of light as he darted out.
The two were like cots colliding, without any superfluous moves, savagely crashing into each other.
Bang!
Fists clashed, colliding with all their strength, and the ground beneath them quaked violently, a storm sweeping through.
Bang bang...!
The two figures intertwined into a blur, instantly a tumultuous battle ensued, the force of punches accompanied by the sound of tal clashing incessantly swept over, leaving the ground cracked, the bluestone slabs shattered into dust.
Cong Wanli was shocked, Qin Yi’s power was terrifying, he could contend with Cong Yang’s innate divine power without falling behind.
Liu Yiren rubbed her eyes, Qin Yi and Cong Yang moved too fast; with her cultivation, she could only see two blurry shadows entangled. Bored, she pursed her lips and walked over to sit on a large stone, resting her chin on her knees, looking utterly disinterested.
Cong Wanli noticed Liu Yiren’s attitude and couldn’t help but wonder, wasn’t she worried about Qin Yi’s safety?
Unbeknownst to him, in Liu Yiren’s mind, this battle was a foregone conclusion, with Qin Yi destined to win.
Boom boom...!
The ground continuously exploded, bluestone slabs shattered into dust, the two were like ferocious beasts, leaving destruction in their wake, everything destroyed.
In just a few minutes, not a single bluestone slab in the entire martial arts arena was intact, the ground cracked like a turtle shell. Even the huge stones weighing several tons around were shattered into pieces by the force of the fists, scattered all over the ground.
Bang!
A storm swept open, and the two figures shot out like lightning.
Cong Yang’s arms trembled, his tiger’s mouth cracked, blood gushing out, but his montum was increasingly violent.
Qin Yi clasped his hands behind his back, gently rubbing his wrist, this guy’s strength was inhumanly formidable.
Cong Yang’s eyes glowed fiercely: "Qin Yi, you’re the first to injure by sheer strength. To show my respect, next I’ll use my strongest move to defeat you without holding back."
Qin Yi lightly smiled: "I hope you can do as you wish."
A violent power surged from Cong Yang, with a bang his upper garnt completely exploded into fragnts, his formidable muscles like polished stone, and his skin glistening with a cold tallic sheen, his body exuding incredible explosiveness.
Liu Yiren pouted boredly muttering: "I really don’t get why you n either strip your shirts or tear them while fighting, this one even destroyed his clothes, does it make him seem more mighty?"
Qin Yi, with his extraordinary hearing, heard Liu Yiren’s mutterings and amusedly said: "Two n fighting, if they don’t strip their shirts are they supposed to take off their pants, wouldn’t that be odd?"
Liu Yiren was stunned, glaring at Qin Yi: "Hurry up and deal with him, I’m getting hungry."
"Very soon!" Qin Yi chuckled, turning back to Cong Yang, "Co on, one move to decide victory."
Cong Yang roared, his voice like a thunderclap, his motion like a ferocious tiger descending a mountain, carrying terrifying wild force as he charged at Qin Yi, each step spanning ten ters, the ground caving beneath him and cracks spreading.
Qin Yi shook his wrist, clenched it tightly, and with a burst of purple light flowing around him, leapt forth like a stream of light.
"Wild Fist—Shaking Mountain!"
Cong Yang threw a punch, his originally bowl-sized fist was covered by a grindstone-sized fist mark; as the punch accelerated, the air before it turned violent, carrying an astonishing whistling sound aiming straight at Qin Yi.
"Heavenly Finger Shattering Star!"
Qin Yi softly chanted, his index finger appeared as if cast from purple crystal stone, gently poking forward, hitting Cong Yang’s fist mark.
An astonishing scene ensued.
A single finger point on the grindstone-sized fist mark was like a needle bursting a balloon. With a bang, Cong Yang’s punch mark, that could shake the heavens and the earth, unexpectedly exploded outright, transforming into stormy waves sweeping crazily in all directions.
Qin Yi’s finger pierced through the storm, landing on Cong Yang’s fist.
Cong Yang’s rugged face instantly changed color, his eyes filled with terror. He could clearly feel the power surging from Qin Yi’s finger was indescribably terrifying, utterly destroying his fist’s strength in an instant.
Boom!
Cong Yang groaned, shooting out like a cannonball, falling dozens of ters away, plowing a trench over ten ters long in the ground before coming to a halt.
"Cong Yang..." Cong Wanli was taken aback; he never imagined Cong Yang would lose, leaping over in a few bounds to Cong Yang’s side.
Cong Yang, however, waved his hand, struggling to sit up from the trench.
"Are you alright?" Cong Wanli’s face was full of worry.
Cong Yang shook his head slightly, but suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood.
Cong Wanli’s expression changed with fear.
"Damn it, still couldn’t hold it in." Cong Yang cursed outright.
Uh...
Cong Wanli was a bit dumbfounded, not knowing what was going on.
"Dad, don’t worry, I’m fine! It’s just that my internals were stirred really intensely, I ant to suppress it, but couldn’t hold it in, how embarrassing."
Cong Wanli: "..."
Cong Yang looked at Qin Yi: "I lost! But thank you."
He clearly felt that Qin Yi retracted most of his power at the last mont, just enough to blow him away. Otherwise, that terrifying power would have certainly destroyed him.
Qin Yi smiled: "We are not life-death enemies, just a friendly spar, that’s all."
"A spar, yes. But unable to defeat you is also true. Okay, I’ll go with you."
Qin Yi smiled broadly, successfully enlisting another.
Cong Yang looked at Cong Wanli: "Dad, stay safe and well, I have to follow Qin Yi now. Don’t worry, wherever your son is, I won’t bring disgrace to our Cong Family."
Cong Wanli looked worriedly, then turned to Qin Yi: "Qin Yi, friend, you have great ambitions. But your plan’s success rate is too low, and too crazy. Cong Yang remaining in Stone City could still defend a region, keeping the people of Stone City safe."
"Family Head Cong, a valiant warrior like Cong Yang shouldn’t be confined to this small Stone City, the vast world outside is his true stage. I can’t guarantee his safety or promise him lifelong glory, and I’m sure Young Cong isn’t craving those. All I can do is let him stand at the mountain top overlooking all, so that his na lives on for centuries."
Cong Yang stood up, wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth, and laughed heartily: "In life a hero, in death a legend. Qin Yi, I trust you, willing to fight alongside you through thick and thin."
Qin Yi softly chuckled: "On behalf of all beings, I thank you!"
"When do we leave?"
"For now, I still need you to do sothing."
Cong Yang nodded: "Say it, I assure you it will be done."
Qin Yi said with a smile: "I need you to use your unrivaled iron fist to help subdue all the young strongn ranked 61 to 79 on the list, except Sheng Tianlei."
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