324: Heartbreaker 0323 324: Heartbreaker 0323 The fist was silent and swift, already pressing close in the blink of an eye.
In terms of boxing skills, Sun Ziyan was definitely not inferior.
His punches and kicks were solid, not leaking any True Qi until the mont he attacked Ye Qiu, when he unleashed a trendous force.
What seed like a light and breezy punch was actually powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, sothing even gods and spirits would avoid.
On one side of the spectators stood the martial arts family of Sun Ziyan.
He could be considered a shining new star among the northern martial arts families, a scion whose ancestors were all famous masters.
Especially his grandfather, who was well-known by everyone in the northern martial arts community.
Sun Ziyan grew up under his grandfather’s tutelage, and by the age of thirty, he had already reached the middle stage of True Qi.
Now, as a great master in the later stage, he was just one step away from the peak of the latter stage.
It was widely rumored in the northern martial arts community that Sun Ziyan might reach the heights of his grandfather.
His fa was not limited to the northern martial arts community—it was well-known and illustrious, even among the southern martial arts practitioners.
Many didn’t understand the exchange between Sun Ziyan and Ye Qiu, but they all knew that Sun Ziyan was frighteningly powerful.
“A newcor from the southern martial arts challenges my family’s prized star, I’d like to see what strength you have.”
“Just watch, Ziyan will deal with him swiftly,” debated the mbers of the Sun family, already showing displeasure towards Ye Qiu for challenging Sun Ziyan.
In the center of the battlefield, Ye Qiu raised his hand to block a punch.
His body trembled as he took Sun Ziyan’s fist, the heavy force causing a stir within his True Qi.
Ye Qiu imdiately countered with a move of his own.
Leaning forward, he got right up against Sun Ziyan’s chest.
Sun Ziyan also took a step back, the two of them proving to be evenly matched.
Then, the silhouettes flashed again, and the two were entangled once more, the sound of their clashing fists disappearing into the void at the sa mont.
Chen Taiji, Wang Shuisheng, and others focused their eyes and exclaid in surprise, “Could it be that his strength is on par with Sun Ziyan’s?”
Feng Jian too was shocked.
The bout between Ye Qiu and Sun Ziyan hadn’t been long, yet within a few breaths, it was clear that Ye Qiu’s strength was not inferior to Sun Ziyan’s, be it in speed or physical might—they were nearly identical.
No wonder Ye Qiu dared to challenge Sun Ziyan; his strength had indeed reached such a level.
Li Futu’s mind was sowhat unsettled as he watched Ye Qiu closely, capturing his every move.
He had always wanted to spar with Ye Qiu but had missed the opportunity.
He had thought that perhaps during this north-south martial arts conference, he could have a battle with Ye Qiu.
However, the strength that Ye Qiu was currently displaying was so impressive that it shook Li Futu to his core.
He clenched his fists, “What a pity that I’ve only condensed the first three sequences of my Fist Print.
If I could master the fourth, perhaps I could also aim for the top five spots.”
“Am I still unable to catch up to him?” Tang Yao murmured to himself.
This ti he had broken through to the realm of True Qi, and even mastered the Wishing True Qi.
But at this mont, he felt that he was still lagging behind Ye Qiu.
Even though he hadn’t played his trump card, if it ca to defeating the top five, Tang Yao admitted that it would be very difficult, very difficult indeed.
The battle between Ye Qiu and Sun Ziyan was in a deadlock, with both attacking fiercely.
Their moves were simple, yet both aid for the grand truths.
The fight lasted a long ti.
Ye Qiu also felt that Sun Ziyan was at the sa level as him, and it looked like it would take so effort to determine a winner.
Fifty breaths later, any normal martial artist would have been exhausted from the constant drain of True Qi, but the two in the center of the arena showed no signs of slowing down.
“You are very strong, beyond my expectation.
Perhaps even Chen Taiji and Wang Shuisheng do not match up to you,” Sun Ziyan, who had adeptly sidestepped, showed a serious expression for the first ti.
He had started the bout with disdain, but as the fight went on, he gradually recognized Ye Qiu’s strength.
They were evenly matched!
This ant that Ye Qiu’s strength was sufficient to break into the top five.
“Indeed, a master among the ten prodigies.
This battle has been exhilarating,” Ye Qiu’s eyes shone like twinkling stars, a bead of sweat tracing a path down his cheek.
Now missing his initial anger, Sun Ziyan held Ye Qiu in high regard after their exchange, even considering him to be on the sa level.
As for the traces of anger from before, they too dissipated along with the realization that the arrogance of a strong person is not, in fact, arrogance.
In Sun Ziyan’s eyes, he admired Ye Qiu even more for his exceptional skills and boldness.
Coming across an opponent of equal strength, Sun Ziyan found Ye Qiu to be more pleasing to the eye.
The fighting spirit in his eyes intensified.
“Another round!”
As Sun Ziyan issued a low shout, both n sprang into action at once.
Thump thump thump!
The battle was like drumming: every strike, devoid of any forceful spread, yet carrying the muffled sound of their power clashing and colliding—a fact that could not be eliminated.
Before long, the onlookers looked again to see that the upper halves of both n’s clothing had been shredded by the other, revealing well-defined muscles.
So of the female martial artists blushed slightly, but still turned their big eyes to sneak a peek, unable to help looking one more ti.
A man of strength is after all captivating, especially for two who possessed the strength of ten hawks.
But it was Guan Mingyue who watched with bated breath, occasionally seeing Ye Qiu nearly getting hit, her hand involuntarily gripping Shangguan Dao’s arm and giving it a fierce twist, causing him to grimace in pain.
Shangguan Dao watched with an inward sulk, knowing that it was Ye Qiu and Sun Ziyan’s battle, wondering how it had co to affect him.
On a large rock a distance away from the battlefield, an old man was still lying comfortably, legs crossed, looking content.
The biting cold of the winter day was to him but a mild itch.
“This youngster has improved his strength, indeed!”
The old man laughed, his face full of smile lines so thick they all crowded together, giving him an amusing appearance.
His gaze remained fixed on Ye Qiu, a sense of satisfaction in his heart.
Although he disliked the martial world and was too lazy to mingle with its people, he didn’t mind his disciple shining with a dazzling light in the martial world.
The best would be for his disciple to dominate the so-called elite heirs of prominent families.
That would indeed be his disciple, and it wouldn’t sha him, the old lecher.
Little did Ye Qiu know, the old lecher was nearby, watching his skirmish.
Suddenly, the old man sensed a gaze aid at him from afar.
He abruptly lowered his body, no longer focusing ahead.
“Did she see ?”
The old lecher shivered, his expression filled with fear, because for a split second, he felt i Huiling’s gaze sweep over and spot him.
In his heart, he was vehently against eting her, even though he couldn’t help but want to take a covert glance at i Huiling.
Yet, he tried his best to go undetected.
Once again, the old lecher tried to look in the direction where i Huiling stood, only to find that the gaze was gone.
He patted his chest, “That was close, very close.
If she had caught , I would have been done for…”
“Heartbreaker, you’re actually hiding here, how long are you planning to avoid !”
At that mont, a thunderous scolding rang out next to the old man’s ear, startling him into a freeze.
He slowly turned his head and saw a woman standing on the rock, her eyes fixed on him unrelentingly!
“It’s over!” The old lecher felt a tightening in his heart, darkness creeping into his vision, realizing he couldn’t escape!
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