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"What, you dare to insult me, you black bastard?" Wang Dang roared in anger, his voice cold. "I'll give you one chance: apologize immediately, or I'll break your legs."
"You filthy bitch, stop with the nonsense and die!" Niu Meng threw a punch, and the air erupted with a violent whoosh as he broke through Transcendence Eighth Layer. His power surged, and with a casual punch, he unleashed a force that felt like it weighed thousands of pounds.
"Wang Yi, you don't need to worry; Niu Meng will definitely defeat him," Lin Chao said, noticing Wang Yi's worried expression and trying to reassure him.
"That's right, especially since he has already broken through Eighth Layer. Don't worry!" Chu Yixuan added.
Wang Yi nodded and turned his gaze to the stage, where he heard Wang Dang roar as he stepped forward. His body transformed into an afterimage and vanished like a ghost.
Niu Meng heard the massive sound of air being displaced, his fists danced in fury, creating a whirlwind of punch winds that roared like two giant dragons stirring up a storm at sea.
With a thunderous boom, their fists collided, and Vital Energy exploded outward, causing their clothes to flutter wildly.
Niu Meng threw another punch, instantly sending eight massive fists toward Wang Dang's face. Wang Dang felt the fierce wind rush at him; the eight fist shadows descended upon him like eight mountains, making it hard for him to breathe.
Wang Dang let out a low growl and swung his arms like iron chains across the river, striking against the fist shadows with overwhelming force. The sound echoed in his ears as the fist shadows shattered, but it drained a significant amount of Vital Energy from him, forcing him to step back two paces under the immense pressure.
"Roaring Fist Technique."
Seeing that Wang Dang was exhausted and had not yet regained his strength, Niu Meng unleashed the Roaring Fist Technique for the first time. The fierce punch winds roared like a mad warrior, shaking Wang Dang's eardrums until they felt like they would burst. He let out a muffled groan as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Wang Dang was pushed back repeatedly by the Roaring Fist Technique. Niu Meng, filled with excitement, let out a roar and lunged forward. In an instant, his iron fist struck Wang Dang's chest. Wang Dang's body arced beautifully through the air like a kite with its string cut, flying backward as bright white granite was stained crimson with blood.
“Puh.” Wang Dang leaned back, trying to rise, but a sweet taste filled his throat as he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His face turned pale, and his gaze was piercing as he stared at Niu Meng. “I will not let you go.”
“Bastard, you can't defeat me now, and you won't be able to in the future either,” Niu Meng said, clenching his fist.
“Hu.” Wang Yi exhaled heavily, the tension in his expression melting away like snow.
At that moment, a sharp shout suddenly pierced the air. “Die!”
Before Niu Meng could look up, he felt a cold wind rush toward him. Steadying himself, he saw a figure charging at him.
Niu Meng had no time to evade; he raised his hand to block, only to feel as if he had struck a piece of iron, causing his arm to go numb.
“Hmph, waste, retreat now.” Lin Haojian glanced at the pale-faced Wang Dang and fixed his dark gaze on Niu Meng.
“Yes, Lin Shixiong,” Wang Dang coughed twice.
“I knew he wouldn't be able to resist making a move,” Le Wu said.
“Hmph, Wang Dang is one of his people. If someone hits Wang Dang, it's just like hitting him,” Lu Cong said with a smirk, knowing that Lin Haojian was notoriously protective.
“Lin Haojian.”
Li Gang, Chu Yixuan, and Zhao Shanyu exclaimed almost simultaneously, their faces showing signs of difficulty.
"Brother Chu, Niu Meng is probably not his opponent. Let Niu Meng step down!" Lin Chao said anxiously, thinking to himself that he would also be defeated if he encountered Lin Haojian. If this person were a weakling, he wouldn't have the title of one of the Wen Cang Three Heroes.
"No way, wouldn't that undermine the reputation of my Kaiyang Sect?" Li Gang immediately opposed. "Niu Meng represents not just himself, but all of us."
"Niu Meng, you need to be careful!" Wang Yi knew that things couldn't be changed. Lin Haojian was one of the Wen Cang Three Heroes, and his strength was certainly not weak; they could only respond to changes with stability.
"Lin Shizhi is on stage now; it seems this disciple can only rely on himself," an elder from Wen Cang Sect said quietly.
"It's him." Li Jianren also recognized Lin Haojian at a glance, knowing that he was one of the three outstanding talents from Wen Cang Sect.
Zhou Deyu and Xiao Renyi exchanged glances, both surprised by what they saw in each other's eyes.
"Hmph, you bastard, who are you?" Niu Meng said.
"Dare you insult me?" Lin Haojian replied coldly. He was proud and arrogant since childhood and couldn't tolerate being called a bastard.
"What? Not convinced? I'm calling you a bastard," Niu Meng said angrily. "You bastard."
"You're seeking death," Lin Haojian said in a chilling tone.
"Shut your mouth!" Niu Meng shouted as he swung his fist in anger.
"Sigh, this person is doomed; when Lin Shixiong gets angry, it's no joke."
“Lin Shixiong is exceptionally strong; how could this Black Giant be his opponent?”
“I haven't seen him angry in a long time,” Le Wu said.
“Indeed, to provoke him like this, this person is truly remarkable,” Lu Cong laughed.
A thunderous sound echoed in Wang Yi's ears, deafening like a clap of thunder.
Seeing Niu Meng in a perilous situation on stage, Wang Yi almost gasped. He saw Lin Haojian strike down on Niu Meng's shoulder, and Niu Meng immediately felt as if a giant stone was pressing down on him. His body shook, and a surge of vital energy erupted from within, shattering the air around him.
Lin Haojian, who had not taken Niu Meng seriously until now, laughed heartily upon seeing Niu Meng get angry. His body flew backward, and the hand pressing down on Niu Meng's shoulder pushed down even harder, causing bones to crack audibly.
“Roar.”
Niu Meng let out a furious roar, his iron fist rising from below, carrying a fierce surge of vital energy as he struck out.
Lin Haojian felt a sharp pain in his palm and was slightly taken aback. He hadn’t expected this Black Giant to possess such strength. As the punch came rushing at him again, he rolled back and kicked against Niu Meng's fist. With a loud thud, he was sent flying backward.
“What? This Black Giant actually blocked Lin Shixiong's attack?”
“Indeed, the strength of the Black Giant is truly impressive!”
"Not bad, you really have some skills," Lin Haojian said, staring at Niu Meng and nodding.
"Bastard, you have some skills too," Niu Meng replied, rubbing his sore shoulder and speaking in a muffled voice.
"Hmph, I warn you, if you dare to insult me again, don't blame me for being rude," Lin Haojian said angrily.
"Bastard, you're getting angry now. Today I want to see just how rude you can be," Niu Meng retorted.
Lin Haojian's eyes flashed with cold light as he moved like the wind, his fists like shadows, fast as lightning. With a swift strike, his palm came down, and Niu Meng's body trembled violently as if struck by lightning.
"Let's end this!" Lin Haojian said, flipping his palm to resemble a knife hand. His movements were like an afterimage, incredibly fast. Niu Meng was startled and roared, "Roaring Fist!"
The moment their fists met, a loud crash echoed as vital energy surged forth. A figure flew down like a kite with its string cut.
"Niu Meng!" Wang Yi's face changed dramatically as he leaped onto the stage. He saw Niu Meng's pale face with blood at the corner of his mouth, filled with deep concern.
"Cough cough cough, Bastard, big brother, this bastard is too powerful," Niu Meng coughed up three mouthfuls of blood, clearly injured by Lin Haojian's strike.
Wang Yi gave Niu Meng a healing pill and asked when he saw some color return to Niu Meng's face, "Feeling better?"
"Much better," Niu Meng replied.
"Yes, Hao Jian has indeed lived up to expectations; he truly is one of the Wen Cang Three Heroes!" Elder Zhao said, stroking his white beard and nodding in satisfaction.
Li Jianren and the other two had serious expressions on their faces, and it seemed that only Li Gang and his companions could take the stage.
"Hahaha." Lin Haojian laughed loudly upon seeing Niu Meng defeated and looked around provocatively before addressing Li Gang and the others, "I am Lin Haojian of Wen Cang Sect. Who dares to fight me?" His voice was bright and filled with arrogance, exuding an air of superiority.
The disciples of Kaiyang Sect already knew that Lin Haojian was one of the Wen Cang Three Heroes, known for his terrifying strength. They did not dare to challenge him, and now seeing Niu Meng defeated at his hands made them even more afraid to speak, their gazes shifting to Li Gang and his companions, as only the four great disciples of Kaiyang could contend with him.
"Hmph, did you see that? As soon as Lin Shixiong stepped up, all the Kaiyang Four Disciples were scared out of their wits and didn't dare to fight."
"That's right. I think only the legendary Jin Qinghan could stand a chance against Lin Shixiong."
Hearing this, Li Gang and the others were filled with anger; even the usually gentle Chu Yixuan showed a rare expression of fury. After all, they were all outstanding disciples of Kaiyang Sect, yet these people only remembered Jin Qinghan!
"Haha, is no one willing to fight?" Lin Haojian's laughter was arrogant and unmatched. He said, "I heard that Kaiyang Sect has four great disciples, but why are only three here? Where is Bai Mei Jin Qinghan? Is he too scared to come out because of me?" He laughed recklessly.
"Impudent!"
"Despicable!"
The disciples of Kaiyang Sect were all filled with rage. Li Gang and Zhao Shanyu were furious and spoke almost simultaneously: "I..."
"I will fight you!" Wang Yi said expressionlessly, his tone calm as he fixed his intense gaze on Lin Haojian.
"What?"
The arena was suddenly filled with an uproar, as both the disciples of the Kaiyang Sect and the Wen Cang Sect looked at Wang Yi in disbelief.
“Hahaha, what a joke! This person actually wants to fight Lin Shixiong?”
“Indeed, it seems he has eaten a bear's heart and a leopard's gall.”
“Wang Yi, isn't he just seeking his own death? With his strength, how could he possibly be a match for Lin Haojian?” Lin Chao shook his head.
“Hmph, just trying to attract attention,” Zhao Shanyu scoffed, seeing that Wang Yi had stolen the spotlight.
Li Gang's expression darkened. Wang Yi was merely a pawn; the Wen Cang Three Heroes should have been dealt with by him. Anger surged within him as he thought, “I want to see how badly you will be defeated. Then I will defeat Lin Haojian myself, and my reputation in the Outer Sect will surely rise. Hehe.”
Chu Yixuan frowned, knowing that Wang Yi was not truly Lin Haojian's opponent. Facing him would be akin to seeking death.
“Big Brother, no! You…” Niu Meng wanted to say that Wang Yi was not Lin Haojian's match, but seeing the fearless look on Wang Yi's face, he instead felt a surge of battle intent.
“Don’t worry, you go down first!” Wang Yi said.
“Alright, Big Brother, take care.” Niu Meng replied.
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