Lei Laohu nodded in satisfaction, his face even more coldly arrogant.
"To give everyone a brief understanding of Tai Chi, let’s first have Master Lei Laohu and his disciples demonstrate its intricacies."
The host said with a smile.
At the sa ti, a few of Lei Laohu’s disciples stepped onto the stage, about six of them, forming a circle, surrounding Lei Laohu.
"You can co at ! I can do it with just one hand!"
Lei Laohu’s face was full of disdain as he spoke blandly, keeping one hand behind his back.
The crowd below stared unblinkingly at the stage, full of anticipation.
So people knew who Lei Laohu was, but there were still so who didn’t know him at all, so they were particularly eager to see.
"Ya!"
One of Lei Laohu’s disciples shouted explosively, raised his fist, and charged forward, his fist the size of a sandbag suddenly aiming for Lei Laohu’s head.
"Tā!"
Lei Laohu was utterly indifferent, and as the disciple ca within less than a ter of him, he suddenly shouted, and at the sa ti, his left palm pushed through the air.
A horrifying scene unfolded...
"Ugh..."
The disciple, still a ter away from Lei Laohu, scread in pain, his body writhing as if electric shocked, making violent motions.
"Deng deng deng..."
And this was just the beginning. After twitching, the disciple stumbled, instantly reaching a distance of ten ters away, his body wobbling like a fallen leaf in a gale.
"Poof!"
Finally, unable to support himself, he toppled over onto the ground.
"Poof!"
Struggling to get up, his body convulsed again, slamming to the ground once more, twitching violently, never getting up again, only grimacing in pain, letting out cries of agony.
"Gah!"
At this miraculous scene, the audience was stunned into silence, as if in a dream.
The crowd stood as still as statues.
"This... this is unbelievable..."
After a long ti, people broke the silence with such exclamations.
"It’s like the assistance of a god, just pushing through the air, and his disciple reacts like this."
...
Various exclamations rose ceaselessly, and the sound of gasps echoed through the hall.
"Ya!"
Another disciple rushed forward.
This ti, when he was three ters away, Lei Laohu pushed forward.
"Ugh..."
This disciple seed to be struck by an invisible palm, his body flying backward and crashing heavily into the railing, unable to get up again.
"Ssss!"
Everyone’s eyes were filled with terror, staring unblinkingly at Lei Laohu.
"All together!"
Lei Laohu said disdainfully.
"Go!"
The remaining four disciples charged in unison.
"Go!"
"Depart!"
"Retreat!"
"Fly!"
...
Between distances of ten to twenty ters away, Lei Laohu pushed four palms through the air.
"Deng deng deng..."
The four disciples seed to be struck by an unprecedented force, flying backward, wobbling on the platform like they were dancing.
This reminded Ye Chenfeng of a saying: How intensely you dance depends on how hot the cigarette butt is in your pants.
Now, their violently twitching, dancing-like stance really resembled having a cigarette butt in their pants.
"I know this; it’s the residual force Master Lei Laohu left in their bodies."
One person said excitedly.
"Residual force in their bodies?"
So people looked puzzled.
"Simply put, it’s like leaving electric current in their bodies..."
"Oh, so that’s it. That’s incredible!"
"The miraculous Tai Chi of the Divine Land, now Master Yitian Zhengwei has a worthy opponent."
...
Rapidly witnessing Lei Laohu’s Tai Chi, the crowd was left gaping, as if they’ve stepped into a new world.
"Divine King, what do you think?"
Asura, rarely, expressed a hint of a smile, asking Ye Chenfeng.
Ye Chenfeng’s lips curled into a wicked arc: "These disciples should have an extra drumstick for dinner."
Then Yitian Zhengwei took the stage, giving a brief introduction.
"Hello, everyone, I am Yitian Zhengwei. I have been cultivating Death Gaze. Once an enemy enters the range of my deadly eyes, within about ten ters, they cannot escape the Dark Power hidden in my eyes."
Yitian Zhengwei introduced himself, giving a provocative glance at Lei Laohu.
Lei Laohu, of course, refused to be outdone, squinting to et Yitian Zhengwei’s gaze.
The two seed to be clashing intense sparks...
"Master Yitian Zhengwei has already seen Master Lei Laohu’s ultimate skill, yet he’s still unafraid, showing he’s confident. Today’s showdown will be splendid."
...
The host looked at Yitian Zhengwei and asked, "Master Yitian, could you and your disciples perform Death Gaze for everyone to witness?"
"I don’t think that’s necessary, right?"
Yitian Zhengwei said coldly and arrogantly.
"Master Yitian, please show us, it’s what everyone hopes to see..."
The host asked in a negotiating tone.
"Fine, then I’ll perform."
Yitian Zhengwei said in a cold voice.
Imdiately, Yitian Zhengwei’s disciples took the stage, six of them as well.
"Co, attack !"
Yitian Zhengwei pointed to one of the disciples.
"Ya!"
The disciple leapt like a leopard, swinging a punch towards Yitian Zhengwei.
As the disciple swooped in mid-air, Yitian Zhengwei suddenly glared into the air.
"Ugh..."
A strange scene unfolded, the airborne disciple instantly deflated, his body flying out powerlessly, slamming heavily to the ground, wailing incessantly.
"Is this... is this real? This... this is terrifying..."
Everybody widened their eyes, looking at the stage in disbelief.
It seed fake, but the disciple getting knocked back by Yitian Zhengwei’s glare looked too real to be an illusion.
"You, co!"
Yitian Zhengwei pointed at another disciple.
"Ya!"
The disciple rushed in, Yitian Zhengwei abruptly looked up, glaring at him.
"Ah!"
With a hysterical scream, this disciple spun in place as if automated, very quickly.
"It’s the Dark Power in Master Yitian Zhengwei’s eyes. His disciples are dispelling these forces. Lucky they’re his disciples; if it were an enemy, the Dark Power in Yitian’s eyes might have killed them directly."
Soone exclaid.
"Attack together!"
Yitian Zhengwei adopted the sa tactic as Lei Laohu, allowing the remaining four to attack together.
"Ya..."
The four charged from four directions.
"Hmph!"
...
Yitian Zhengwei snorted coldly, glaring at them one by one...
"Uuuuu..."
Imdiately, the four disciples glared at by Yitian Zhengwei fell to the ground, twitching, letting out incoherent sounds, almost foaming at the mouth.
"Poof..."
After a last bout of convulsion, the four disciples of Yitian Zhengwei fainted one after another.
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