This disciple of the Beichen Ittoryu had strength only in the third level of the Saint Realm. Facing Feng Ying’s attack skills, which combined Special Ability and True Qi, he couldn’t withstand them at all; his whole body was blasted away and fell off the stage.
A man from the Beichen Ittoryu team stepped forward in one stride and quickly caught him.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Seeing this scene, the whole plaza imdiately erupted as a group of Huaxia people excitedly cheered. Even those across Huaxia who watched this scene through television and computer broadcasts were thrilled and cheered for Feng Ying.
Previously, this Island Country fellow was incredibly arrogant, defeating dozens of Huaxian, and insulting and looking down on Huaxia. Now, having been defeated by Feng Ying in one move, naturally, it gave these Huaxia people great relief and excitent.
Admiration and awe filled the gaze towards Feng Ying, and many young won, captivated by his handso appearance coupled with the powerful strength he had just displayed, gazed at him, showing an infatuated and fan-like expression.
Seeing the admiration and cheers from the people around, Feng Ying appeared extrely happy and proud. His vanity was greatly satisfied, and at this mont, he felt as if he had beco a Huaxia hero, appearing incredibly lofty; he was sowhat elated.
"Now it’s my turn to challenge you!"
Just then, a cold shout exploded in Feng Ying’s ears, bringing him back to reality. He scanned around and saw another disciple of the Beichen Ittoryu approaching the stage, his face cold, emitting an aura of the fourth level of the Saint Realm.
"Co on, let teach you Island Country people a lesson on manners today! Let you see the prowess of our Huaxia masters!"
Feng Ying, seeing that his opponent was only at the fourth level of the Saint Realm, was not afraid and spoke arrogantly. With his current strength and mastery of the wind-based Special Ability, he was 80% confident in defeating even a master of the sa level.
"This guy is going to embarrass himself soon!"
Ye Luo, watching Feng Ying’s arrogant deanor, couldn’t help but shake his head and smiled at the corner of his mouth.
"Good, keep it up, young man, show him the prowess of our Huaxia masters!"
However, the surrounding audience was fervently cheering for Feng Ying, their expressions extrely excited, waiting for Feng Ying to once again demonstrate his power and severely teach these Island Country people a lesson.
The disciple of the Beichen Ittoryu on the stage wore a wry and cold smile, while those from the Beichen Ittoryu team below also showed disdainful cold smiles.
"Wind Blade Annihilation!"
Feng Ying shouted loudly, swinging his arms, and nurous wind blades spontaneously ford, attacking his opponent.
The swathes of wind blades carried a terrifying force, sweeping toward the opponent with a trendous montum as the crowd around shouted encouragents.
The Beichen Ittoryu disciple did not face the attack head-on but instead spurred a set of movents swiftly dodging them, managing to evade all the wind blades, although still several wind blades inflicted cuts on him.
"This Island Country man is really a coward, only knows how to dodge, completely afraid of facing our master in direct combat. He’s just a coward; he might as well roll back to the Island Country!"
The Huaxia spectators surrounding the arena, seeing the Beichen Ittoryu disciple rely dodging, mocked him.
Watching how his opponent could only dodge, Feng Ying’s face showed an even more arrogant and proud expression.
"Humph, I want to see how long you can keep dodging."
With a cold snort, Feng Ying swung his arms again, and two torrents of whirlwind quickly materialized, growing rapidly as True Qi flowed into them.
"Raging Dragon Storm!"
Feng Ying shouted, bringing his hands together, and two massive whirlwinds rged into one, forming a dragon-shaped storm several tens of ters in size.
Boom!
Feng Ying swung both hands, and the colossal Dragon Storm rushed towards the disciple of Beichen Ittoryu.
With this strike, Feng Ying unleashed his full strength, channeling all his True Qi into it. He was certain it would severely injure the opponent, a smirk of triumph appearing on his lips as he awaited the mont his strike would devastate the other.
The surrounding Huaxia crowd also began to anticipate the scene of the opponent being defeated again.
However, Ye Luo and War God seed to notice sothing and shook their heads.
The previously dodging disciple of Beichen Ittoryu watched the Dragon Storm approaching and a cold smile ford on his lips. He said in broken Huaxia,
"The warm-up is over now, so this battle can end too."
Upon hearing the opponent’s words, Feng Ying’s expression faltered, and a sense of unease inexplicably surged inside him. He then shook his head to dismiss this anxiety. He couldn’t possibly lose. The opponent must be bluffing.
"Break!"
As the powerful Dragon Storm approached, the eyes of the disciple from Beichen Ittoryu narrowed. He roared and launched a punch with all his strength bursting forth at that mont.
Fifth Level of the Saint Realm!
When the opponent revealed all his strength, Feng Ying’s eyes went blank, his expression completely frozen.
The opponent was actually at the Fifth Level of the Saint Realm, and had been hiding his strength all along.
Boom!!
Just then, a deafening rumble sounded as the opponent’s punch clashed with the Dragon Storm, unleashing terrifying energy. Waves of energy spread out, carrying fierce winds along with them.
The Dragon Storm, concentrated with all of Feng Ying’s strength, appeared utterly fragile under the fist of the opponent’s Fifth-Level Saint Realm power and shattered imdiately.
The opponent’s punch continued unabated, heading rcilessly towards Feng Ying, who seed stupefied, reacting not at all, just staring dumbly as the punch approached.
The surrounding people were all shocked by the sudden turn of events, having not anticipated such a swift change.
Previously, this Island Country man was dodging attacks awkwardly; now, he suddenly beca so powerful.
"No, this kid is in danger!"
The spectators, Military Blade and War Wolf, their eyes narrowed, prepared to intercede. If the opponent’s punch landed on Feng Ying, the latter would certainly sustain grave injuries, or even die, as there was no restraint in the opponent’s punch.
Swish!
But at that mont, a sharp blade light from the void slashed down at the Fifth Level Saint Realm disciple of Beichen Ittoryu.
This blade light was extrely fierce and powerful!
The disciple of Beichen Ittoryu changed color, hastily withdrew his punch, and his body darted to one side.
Bang!
The ferocious blade light struck directly on the stage, creating a deep crack upon it. If not for the special material of the stage, this strike might have split it entirely.
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