(Is it really okay for Little Rice Dumpling to do this?)
One person was enough to intimidate the surrounding Martial Yao Hall disciples.
Anger surged in Xiao Chen's chest like a tidal wave. He had an impulse to attack and release his anger to his heart's content. However, his rationality restrained him. His target was Bai Xingye, not anyone else.
"Don't be too arrogant." With a loud shout, a vigorous figure rushed over with quick steps. It was as if a steed was charging forward with an imposing aura.
"Wu Zhangli is here."
"Good. Although Senior Brother Wu's cultivation is only at Qi and Blood Realm Level Seven, his strength is comparable to Qi and Blood Realm Level Eight."
"Senior Brother Wu, teach him a lesson. Let him know that he's far from qualified to behave atrociously in our Martial Yao Hall."
"Get lost!" Wu Zhangli quickly rushed towards Chen Zong. He raised his fist like a bow that was pulled to its limit and blasted out like an arrow leaving the bowstring. It was extremely fast. The middle finger on his fist protruded like an arrowhead. Its single-point attack power was astonishing.
"You're the one who needs to get lost." Chen Zong let out a loud roar. His anger was overflowing, and his Qi and blood surged like a raging tide. His strength rushed to his right arm. His palm was slightly red, and his palm caved in. His Lesser Dragon-subduing Hand was pushed to the extreme, and he struck forward.
With a bang, the moment Chen Zong's palm collided with Wu Zhangli's fist, his caved in palm suddenly blasted forward. The hidden second force exploded, shattering the air and creating a popping sound. Wu Zhangli's arm shook and stopped his body. His left hand then smashed towards Chen Zong's face.
The tip of his sword struck out and collided with Wu Zhangli's left fist. His right hand performed the Lesser Dragon-Subduing Hand again. The two forces collided with the caved in palm and forced Wu Zhangli to retreat.
"Impossible!"
"Senior Brother Wu was actually forced to retreat."
"He's a disciple of the Glorious Sword Hall. He hasn't even drawn his sword yet."
For a moment, the disciples of the Martial Yao Hall were shocked and felt ashamed. The disciples of the Martial Yao Hall were most proficient in martial arts such as fists, palms, legs, and fingers, while the disciples of the Sword Yao Hall were proficient in swordsmanship. But now, at the same cultivation level, a disciple of the Martial Yao Hall was actually suppressed by a disciple of the Sword Yao Hall using a palm technique and was forced to retreat.
Wu Zhangli flew into a rage out of humiliation. His face was flushed red, and his eye sockets were about to burst.
"Horse Galloping Fist."
With a loud roar, the power of Vitality suddenly erupted. He punched out like a steed charging forward, its power astonishing.
The sword light flashed, as if it had slashed across everyone's eyes in an instant, causing them, who were caught off guard, to feel a piercing pain. They hurriedly closed their eyes, and the melodious sound of a sword rang in their ears. When they opened their eyes again, they saw Wu Zhangli being forced back by a sword strike.
"Ten Horses Charge!"
Once again, Wu Zhangli unleashed the power of Qi and Blood. He threw out ten punches in a row, each of which was shockingly powerful. It was as if a warhorse was charging and running at the same time, bringing a strong gust of wind with it, blowing the dust and sand around Chen Zong. The momentum was so strong that it was as if it wanted to trample and crush Chen Zong.
Splitting Light Sweeping Shadow!
Under the sword, the sword-light split and changed freely. Streaks of tyrannical sharpness collided with the horse shadow and disappeared.
Splitting Light and Shadowless!
The sword-light was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it. The slash, both the angle and timing were perfect, and the trajectory could be called perfect. There was no way to dodge or defend against it.
The power exploded, and Wu Zhangli's chest was split open. Even the silver silk inner armor could not withstand the attack. A clear and straight wound appeared, and blood gushed out. His entire body flew back a few meters.
"Senior Brother Wu is injured."
"Hurry and apply medicine."
"So ruthless."
"I said, I'm only looking for Bai Xingye. It has nothing to do with anyone else." Chen Zong's sword fell naturally, and a drop of scarlet dripped from the tip of the sword. It was a shocking sight, "But if anyone wants to stand up for me, I won't hold back."
"I can't hold back anymore. Too arrogant."
"I can't hold back either."
Immediately, two Qi and Blood Realm seventh stage disciples rushed towards Chen Zong from both sides.
"No!" Someone shouted and hurriedly tried to stop them.
If it was any other place, especially during a life and death battle, teaming up against an enemy was normal. It was especially necessary when the enemy was very strong. But this was the Seven Lights Martial Academy, and Martial Yao Hall at that. Teaming up against a disciple of another hall would be dishonorable if they won, and even more humiliating if they lost.
The two were very impulsive. A cold and sharp sword light flashed in front of them, and they felt as if their throats were about to be cut open. It woke them up with a start, and they broke out in cold sweat. They no longer dared to rush towards Chen Zong.
"I heard that someone came to our Martial Yao Hall to cause trouble. Who is it?" A rough voice rang like a bell and shook the eardrums, "Let me, Gao Tong, take a look."
"Senior Brother Gao is here."
"Senior Brother Gao is stronger than Senior Brother Wu. The power of his palm technique is amazing. He can definitely defeat him."
The Martial Yao Hall disciples all looked happy.
Not far away, a tall and strong figure rushed towards them. He was over 1.9 meters tall and very strong. His arms were larger than a normal person's thighs, and his skin was dark. He looked like an upright black bear.
"It's you!" Gao Tong's bull-like eyes widened as he stared at Chen Zong with an ominous glint in his eyes. He seemed to be roaring as he began to run. The ground rumbled as an astonishing pressure spread out, but it did not affect Chen Zong at all.
Chen Zong had never met anyone who could defeat him at the same cultivation level.
Gao Tong opened his right hand. His palm was thick and broad like a millstone. He smashed it towards Chen Zong, and it was more like a black bear waving its huge paw to attack.
This was the Foundation Establishment Martial Art that Gao Tong practiced when he was a Martial Disciple. It was called the Bear Palm Technique, and was created by a senior master who observed the movements of a black bear.
In order to practice this technique, Gao Tong had once taken the risk to observe the black bear at a close distance.
With a loud roar, the power of this palm was even more amazing. The wind whistled under the palm, and the pressure of the fist made it hard for Chen Zong to breathe.
With a shake of his wrist, Chen Zong raised his long sword and thrust it forward. It was like a flash of lightning striking down from the sky. It was extremely fast, and there was even light and shadow crisscrossing. This was because he had integrated some of the mysteries of the Afterimage Sword Technique into the Flash Thunder Sword Technique.
When Chen Zong practiced the Afterimage Sword Technique to the True Realm, it meant that he had completely understood and mastered the Afterimage Sword Technique. Therefore, when he attacked, he could add the mysteries of the Afterimage Sword Technique to his other sword techniques, increasing the power of his other sword techniques.
The sword was an extension of his arm. It was longer, and it reached Gao Tong's heart first.
"Bear King Da Li!"
Gao Tong's Qi and blood power suddenly exploded. His muscles and bones popped, and his forearm swelled. His palm seemed to have swelled up again, and became even bigger. He slapped towards Chen Zong fiercely. It was like a millstone falling down from above. The terrifying pressure made Chen Zong's body sink slightly, as if he was suddenly carrying a thousand pounds of weight. His movements were affected.
The Lone Star had appeared!
The sword light disappeared, and the starlight appeared from nowhere. It stood alone in the world, attracting everyone's attention. Gao Tong was no exception.
The reason why the Lone Star Sword Technique was so powerful and difficult to practice was not only because of its shocking attack power, but also because it had the effect of attracting people's attention. Think about it. Originally, you wanted to attack your opponent, but once your opponent's attention was attracted, it would imperceptibly weaken your control over your moves. Both the power and accuracy of your moves would be affected.
When Gao Tong realized what had happened, his heart was in pain, and warm blood was flowing out.
The sword was still stuck in his heart, and it was an inch deep. His palm was still one foot away from Chen Zong, but he did not dare to slap it down.
If it was a life and death battle, his heart would have been pierced through by this sword.
"I'll say it again. Call Bai Xingye out." Chen Zong's face was cold, and his eyes were sharp with anger. His tone was as sharp as a sword. After being blocked several times, the anger in his heart had accumulated to the limit, and he could no longer suppress it.
"I don't believe that we can't defeat him with so many of us."
"That's right."
"Defeat him."
"Get him out of our Martial Yao Hall."
The other Martial Yao Hall disciples were enraged, and they roared one after another. At this moment, they no longer cared about whether they should work together or not. Their blood rushed to their heads, and they could not care less.
One by one, the Martial Yao Hall disciples at the seventh stage of the Qi and Blood Realm rushed toward Chen Zong. They attacked him from all directions with their fists, palms, and legs.
"You … You're all courting death!" Chen Zong was enraged. He retracted his sword and rushed forward. His sword flashed like a crescent moon sweeping across the sky. His sword was sharp, and he performed several sword techniques alternately. Each of them contained the essence of the Afterimage Sword Technique, and there was no way to dodge them.
"Stop," Gao Tong hurriedly sprinkled medicinal powder on his chest and rushed toward Chen Zong again, striking out with his palm.
"Get lost!"
The extremely sharp sword flashed like lightning that tore through the clouds, and directly slashed Gao Tong's chest. The tyrannical power sent Gao Tong flying backward, and there was an additional wound on his chest that was dripping with blood.
In just a short while, more than ten Martial Yao Hall disciples at the seventh stage of the Qi and Blood Realm fell to the ground. None of them were injured, but their bodies were bleeding profusely.
"Where does Bai Xingye live?" Chen Zong pressed his sword against the throat of one of the disciples. He continuously attacked and injured more than ten of them. His anger had been partially vented, but his eyes were even colder. Since he didn't want to come out, he would find him himself.
"He lives in courtyard number 53." The disciple felt a chill in his throat. If he didn't say it, Chen Zong might just stab him with his sword. For the sake of his own life, he had to say it.
"Courtyard number 53," Chen Zong repeated. He sheathed his sword and strode toward the courtyard area.
The Blood Immersion Jade that he wore on his body continuously sent pure Blood Qi into Chen Zong's body, rapidly recovering the Qi and Blood Qi that he had used up earlier.
"Quick, inform the other Senior Brothers," Gao Tong stood up and shouted at those who were less injured.
Chen Zong's footsteps were quick. As he walked, the aura on his body continued to condense and seemed to become more and more intense. From afar, it looked like a ball of invisible flame was burning, burning through the sky.
"I don't know why you're looking for Bai Xingye, but now, you've already injured more than ten Martial Yao Hall disciples. You've committed a grave mistake." A person walked over quickly from the side, followed by a group of people.
"Kneel down, kowtow, and apologize. Then, you can walk out of Martial Yao Hall unscathed." This person was at the eighth stage of the Qi and Blood Realm and thought highly of himself.
Under normal circumstances, it would be reasonable for disciples of the same cultivation level to accept a challenge from a disciple from another hall. However, even Wu Zhangli and Gao Tong, who had extraordinary strength, were no match for them. It was estimated that among all the Qi and Blood Realm seventh stage disciples in Martial Yao Hall, there was no one who could defeat them. They had no choice but to let the Qi and Blood Realm eighth stage disciples fight.
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