Wei Chongyang sneered twice more, "If we really all join this so-called 'Northern Martial Arts,' I'm afraid in just one or two generations, the entire Imperial Martial Arts World will only be left with your Golden Swallow Sect and the dogs of your Golden Swallow Sect!"
Bang~
The sturdy hardwood tabletop was slapped into a palm print one inch deep, and Wei Chongyang suddenly stood up, his gaze swiftly scanning the entire conference room: "Fellow practitioners of the Martial Arts World, you actually know in your heart the potential consequences of joining the Northern Martial Arts, but just don't want to stick your neck out and get suppressed by Golden Swallow Sect..."
"Since no one wants to step up, then let ! I, Wei Chongyang, representing the Chongming Sect, am here to refuse joining this so-called Northern Martial Arts!"
"Our schools, our martial arts halls, how we want to develop, how we want to recruit disciples, and how we want to operate is our own business! There's no need for Golden Swallow Sect to worry about it..."
As soon as these words were spoken, the conference room was first silent enough to hear a pin drop.
In the next mont, the sect leaders and representatives of four Martial Arts Schools also slamd the table to express their agreent.
"Well said!"
"Sect Master Wei speaks with righteousness, saying exactly what is on our minds!"
"Golden Swallow Sect should manage its internal affairs better! Don't overreach!"
On the main seat, Sect Leader Yah Baiqing of Golden Swallow Sect maintained a largely unchanged expression, only his eyes slightly squinted, and the Grandmaster Level Life Magnetic Field was silently deployed, soon suppressing all voices of opposition.
The Martial Arts World has never been about having more people.
It's about who has the bigger fist and who has the right to speak.
At this mont, the atmosphere in the conference room instantly solidified.
The few Master Level sect leaders who originally intended to support each other found their breathing incredibly difficult under the oppressive might of Yah Baiqing, this Martial Arts Grandmaster, as solid and vast as mountains and seas. How could they voice any opposition?
Only Wei Chongyang relied on sheer stubbornness to withstand this spiritual oppression, gritting his teeth and shouting angrily: "Old Man Yah, you're planning to use force since you can't reason with us?"
"Reasoning? Ha ha~"
Yah Baiqing's expression finally showed so change, his presence becoming increasingly overbearing: "Since when did the Martial Arts World rely on talking to reason? Since opinions can't be unified, let's show our true colors with our hands."
The mont the words were spoken, Wei Chongyang shouted, "Everyone, let's go together!"
He then made a move, intending to catch Yah Baiqing off guard.
It is said that two fists can't defeat four hands; Yah Baiqing, who has just entered the Grandmaster Realm, is certainly stronger than others, but the gap is undoubtedly limited. Others exchanged a glance and imdiately launched a coordinated attack on Yah Baiqing.
Among them, Xie Zhengming was the most ruthless. He was silent monts ago but now struck the hardest, his punches creating wind, and his force as sharp as arrows!
This punch secretly contained Armor-Piercing Force, capable of piercing even a heavy tank, and even the toughest Martial Artist would likely not escape a grueso fate, either dead or crippled.
Charging at the forefront was Wei Chongyang, whose two flesh palms seed like iron walls, pushing horizontally towards Yah Baiqing's face, not only mighty as ten thousand jun but also blocking his vision, seemingly creating an opportunity for Xie Zhengming.
"In the Four Nine Sects, although you boast about your double excellence in fists and palms, wanting to surpass is still far off. Let show you the power I gained after stepping into the Grandmaster Realm."
Yah Baiqing seed leisurely as he extended both hands, yet his actual speed was incredibly fast.
He exuded golden light all over, his skin like indestructible armor protecting his body, yet his figure moved as swiftly as a flying swallow.
Swish~
Both arms drew countless afterimages, with the palms returning to his sides. Suddenly, a pair of black leather gloves appeared, covered with blunt, conical spikes that shone faintly.
Clang~
Yah Baiqing's ten fingers, sharper than blades, sliced through the air, fiercely clashing with the fast-coming fists and palms, producing a piercing tallic screech that even sparked gold and red sparks.
"Ah~ Saber Slash Fiend!"
Wei Chongyang's palms were slashed with two blood-red cuts, the flesh rolling and blood flying, while a sharp Evil Qi invaded the Eight Extraordinary ridians, piercing him with pain as if being pricked with needles all over.
At this ti, Xie Zhengming advanced to Yah Baiqing's side, his arm muscles bulging, fists infused with sword principles, rapidly attacking three key points on Yah Baiqing's body.
In just half a second, he had launched at least thirty punches!
Each punch contained Dark Force, enough to penetrate organs, destroy the heart, and end life!
Yet, when landed on Yah Baiqing, they only produced a series of tallic collision sounds, sparking a large fire.
Yah Baiqing, however, remained standing firmly, unhard.
"Heh~ Earth-Shattering Fist? It's nothing."
"Vajra Indestructible Body?!"
Xie Zhengming, already injured earlier, now hesitated in surprise and revealed a flaw.
"Before my Golden Body, your martial techniques don't even qualify to scratch ."
Yah Baiqing let out a sharp cry, then leaped forward like a raptor, his ten fingers like blades, slicing through the air in a semicircle towards both Wei Chongyang and Xie Zhengming.
Fortunately, Xie Zhengming was an old hand, reacting quickly by blocking with his arms in front of his chest.
Clang~
Crunch~
A figure lightly flew back in mid-air, paying the price of a fractured left arm, finally escaping death.
Wei Chongyang's hands, however, were a bloody ss, his injuries more dire than Xie Zhengming's.
"A bunch of losers, even working together, what can you accomplish?"
After repelling Xie Zhengming and Wei Chongyang, Yah Baiqing lightly tapped the ground with his toes, tilting his body forward, his agility akin to a bird.
He quickly perford sealing gestures with both hands, activating the essence, qi, and spirit within, then unleashed a Sound Attack Martial Technique.
High-Tier Martial Technique, Swallows Roaring Over the Mountains!
His cheeks suddenly puffed up, mouth opening to expel, and a sound of rushing air tearing apart followed, resembling both the roar of aviation engines and the scream of startled birds.
All the martial artists engaging in the siege imdiately felt severe physical discomfort, a throbbing chest pain followed by muffled groans as they retreated several ters, all with severely injured internal organs.
Even so of the juniors who accompanied them suffered from the aftermath.
Xie Yuxi clutched her chest, her face showing pain, rely grazed by the residual attacks from Swallows Roaring Over the Mountains, causing dizzy spells, nearly fainting.
Then, a shadow caught her eye.
"Is it him?"
Xie Yuxi was startled: "He's been sitting in the conference room all along, why did I not notice his presence?"
At this mont, in the conference room, the factions opposing had fallen into disarray, leaving a solitary figure standing out sharply.
Yah Baiqing was about to press the attack on the falling mbers of Chongming Sect and Heaven's Choice Sect when his gaze landed on that figure, and a chill ran through him, hair standing on end.
"Who exactly are you?"
"You don't recognize ?"
Ye Qingzhou released the "Infinite Formless" magnetic field over himself, his features now clearly visible to all, able to be perceived by them.
"Ye Qingzhou!"
Many shouted in surprise.
They obviously recognized Ye Qingzhou, Dongji Kingdom's youngest Martial Saint strong person, but then their scalp tingled, feeling like they had seen a ghost; a familiar, living person sat right beside them, unnoticed?
What a terrifying spiritual martial technique!
Sweat poured out instantly for Yah Baiqing, finally understanding why his disciple Zhang Tonggang hadn't responded.
"That infrasound attack was quite interesting just now."
Ye Qingzhou casually comnted, then tapped the tabletop lightly with his fingertips, asking, "Speak, who sent you to deal with ."
Whoosh~
Yah Baiqing did not attempt to argue but chose to act directly.
His movents were extrely fast, his long fingers starting to tremble at a very high frequency, like a ruler being plucked. His entire right arm muscles swelled, transmitting power from the planet's core.
"Tch~ futile struggle."
Ye Qingzhou glanced at the golden evil qi swirling around Yah Baiqing's fingertips, showing disdain.
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