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"Hmph, hard to win? In my opinion, he has no chance of victory at all," Su Ming coldly snorted. His hatred for Wang Yi had reached its peak, thinking to himself, "Fight! You all fight! If it weren't for the implementation of the next step in the plan, do you think I would have kept you around until now?"
"Su Ming, what are you so proud of? You are just Wang Yi's opponent!" Zhang Tai shouted angrily.
Su Ming wanted to say more, but he heard Heber Fu laughing loudly, "Good, you really have some skills; you haven't been intimidated by my fighting spirit?"
Fight!
Wang Yi stood tall, a strong fighting spirit emanating from his body as it enveloped Heber Fu.
Heber Fu's body shook as he dispelled the invisible fighting spirit with a laugh. Suddenly stepping forward with his right foot, his figure flashed and he charged toward Wang Yi like lightning.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A punch was thrown, the air crackling; two punches were unleashed, shattering the air. The unmatched Fist Force stirred up a storm of fists in the air, crashing toward Wang Yi like a tidal wave.
Such momentum, such powerful strength!
Wang Yi did not dare to underestimate it. His Vital Energy rapidly circulated within his body, gathering in his arms. With a low shout, he lightly spun on his right foot, instantly kicking up a cloud of dust as his body shot toward the incoming Heber Fu like an arrow released from a bow.
"Come on!" Heber Fu shouted loudly.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The two figures collided together, and the air was filled with countless shadows of fists. Each impact sounded like war drums beating in unison, smashing down repeatedly as the air shattered around them, creating a vacuum-like space that was terrifying.
Crack!
Wang Yi's fist struck directly against Heber Fu's fist, feeling as if he had hit a block of steel, producing a ringing sound like metal clashing.
The contempt in Heber Fu's eyes gradually faded away and was replaced by surprise.
Previously, seeing Wang Yi was merely at the third level of the Earth Spirit Realm, he had defeated countless opponents at this level. However, Wang Yi surprised him; his casual punch weighed at least fifteen thousand pounds, yet when it struck Wang Yi's hand, the latter seemed completely unfazed. In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged blows over thirty times. The shockwaves generated by such force were incredibly fierce, and the resulting air currents could severely injure an ordinary second-level Earth Spirit Realm warrior. The Fist Force surged like a raging wind, causing their clothes to rustle as they moved.
Hiss!
The crowd below collectively gasped in astonishment, not expecting this unknown individual from the Kaiyang Sect to be able to match Overlord Hebofu evenly.
"This person is terrifying; I fear I couldn't withstand even one punch."
"Brother Wang didn't even use his full strength against us?" Sun Shan exclaimed in surprise.
Sun Meng and Sun Ba exchanged glances and nodded, both recognizing the fear in each other's eyes. They had thought that Wang Yi would undoubtedly lose against Heber Fu, but who would have guessed that Wang Yi possessed such strength.
"This... he can actually fight Heber Fu to a standstill?" Zhang Wanyou covered her mouth in disbelief.
"A regular disciple from the Kaiyang Sect is this strong; then the rumored Kaiyang Four Disciples must be extraordinary as well. Truly worthy of being disciples from a major sect!" Zhang Tai exclaimed.
"Hmph, right now Heber Fu is just warming up. Once he gets serious, Wang Yi will undoubtedly lose," Su Ming said with a dark expression.
Indeed, everyone heard Heber Fu let out a loud shout as his right fist swept diagonally past Wang Yi's cheek. His arm suddenly twisted like a giant serpent, with his fist resembling a snake's head, viciously lunging toward Wang Yi's chest.
Wang Yi observed closely and lightly shouted as his left fist brushed against Heber Fu's right arm. His right fist shot upward from below, undulating through the air like a long snake leaping.
Binding Dragon Hand!
His arm flickered in and out of view before suddenly twisting back, his clenched fist opening wide like a great snake swallowing its prey. With a sharp crack, it firmly wrapped around Heber Fu's descending fist.
All of this seemed slow but actually occurred in the blink of an eye; weaklings could hardly comprehend how Heber Fu's fist was caught by Wang Yi so swiftly.
The disdain on Heber Fu's face vanished like smoke, replaced by a serious expression. The grip emanating from Wang Yi's palm was overwhelmingly powerful, making it difficult for him to break free for a moment.
"Drink!"
Heber Fu twisted his body, stomping his right foot on the ground. Wang Yi immediately felt a surge of Vital Energy emanating from Heber Fu's fist. With a whoosh, his fist broke free from his palm, and the immense friction was clearly audible, as if Gold Iron were scraping against each other.
Boom!
As their fists collided, both of them were forced to retreat simultaneously.
"Hahaha, it's been a long time since I've felt this exhilarated." Heber Fu laughed heartily, his eyes filled with fighting spirit as he looked at Wang Yi.
Wang Yi smiled faintly, but inside he was somewhat surprised. Heber Fu truly lived up to his reputation as the strongest young warrior among the youth of Rong City and its surrounding areas. Just the strength in his arms was not something an ordinary martial artist could withstand. If it weren't for the modifications made to his body by the Transcendence Fruit, which had enhanced his flesh, tendons, and blood to a terrifying level, he might have already been defeated.
At this moment, Wang Yi also gained a renewed understanding of his own power and had a clearer perception of himself.
However, he did not let his guard down. After all, Heber Fu was a well-known Young Master. If it were any other Fivefold Martial Artist, he might not find it so difficult to deal with them.
"Come again," Heber Fu said with a laugh. "This time I will use my full strength."
Before he finished speaking, Wang Yi saw Heber Fu stomp both feet almost simultaneously. The ground seemed to tremble as Heber stood tall and straight like a spear or an Azure Pine, completely unmoving.
Wang Yi watched in astonishment when suddenly Zhang Wanyou exclaimed, "Heart! This is the He Family's ultimate technique: Three Yangs Opening Tai Fist."
Wang Yi turned to look back and saw Zhang Wanyou standing on her toes, her graceful figure slightly leaning forward. She exhaled like an orchid and called out softly. When she noticed Wang Yi looking at her, her fair cheeks flushed with two rosy hues, resembling someone who was tipsy. Wang Yi nodded in acknowledgment and then saw Heber Fu standing on one foot, his left foot advancing while his right arm shot high into the sky. His left arm was positioned diagonally across his chest in a defensive stance, radiating a powerful wave of Vital Energy toward him.
Wang Yi's pupils constricted and his expression grew serious. He immediately focused his energy in the Dantian and clenched his fists as a surge of Vital Energy rushed up to his throat, rising and falling as if it were about to burst forth.
Whoosh!
Three Yangs Opening to Greatness!
Heber Fu lightly tapped the ground with the tip of his left foot and his body surged forward like an unparalleled sword breaking through the air. The air was instantly sliced apart, moving at an incredible speed, and in the blink of an eye, he closed the distance to Wang Yi within three meters.
Furious Fist!
Wang Yi charged forward, both fists striking out like a dragon emerging from the sea. His throat surged, and a thunderous sound seemed to emanate from it as he suddenly opened his mouth: "Voom," an inaudible sound wave immediately surged forth towards Heber Fu, creating invisible ripples in the air, reminiscent of water rippling across a lake.
Heber Fu let out a soft "Eh," but his fist did not hesitate as it collided with the inaudible sound wave. The moment they made contact, it was like a muffled thunderclap, and in an instant, the sonic wave shattered.
"Hahaha, this time he's definitely done for," Su Ming exclaimed joyfully. "Three Yangs Opening to Greatness is incredibly fierce; even if he had three heads and six arms, he wouldn't be able to break through it."
In the blink of an eye, the two figures collided like two mountains crashing together. Vital Energy surged wildly, waves of air roiling, and the atmosphere shattered. The rumbling sound echoed between their fists, causing everyone present to feel as if their eardrums would burst, and they hurriedly covered their ears.
Rumbling!
Wang Yi opened his mouth and let out a furious roar. The essence of Furious Fist was unleashed in an instant; his fists descended like a collapsing mountain—fierce and unstoppable—pressing down heavily towards Heber Fu.
Roar!
Heber Fu's eyes narrowed slightly. The Three Yangs Opening Tai Fist technique was a supreme yang fist with a ferocious offensive. The intense fist force poured down on Wang Yi like a torrential rain.
Wang Yi's figure expanded as he advanced with his fist, instantly smashing into Heber Fu's chest. At the same time, Heber Fu swung his left fist like a shadow; taking advantage of Wang Yi's movement, his fist struck directly at Wang Yi's chest. With two loud thuds, both of them were sent reeling backward almost simultaneously.
Heber Fu's gaze was intense as he looked at Wang Yi ten meters away. He let out a muffled groan as a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Almost simultaneously, Wang Yi also let out a muffled groan; his throat felt sweet and blood trickled out as he looked at Heber Fu with shock in his eyes. Though his face showed no expression, his heart was stirred by tumultuous waves; he hadn't expected that under his Nine Layers power, Heber Fu would only sustain minor injuries.
Wang Yi felt confident; had it been anyone else, they would have already been severely injured and unconscious under his fists.
"Hahaha, refreshing, refreshing, it's really too refreshing," Heber Fu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed loudly.
Wow!
The crowd below erupted in astonishment, their expressions of surprise, shock, disbelief all converging on Wang Yi. They were well aware of how strong Heber Fu was; in the entire Xiangzhou Prefecture, there were only a handful of young people who could surpass him. Yet now, suddenly, an unknown individual appeared, whose strength was not at all inferior to Heber Fu's and had even managed to injure him. This was simply unbelievable.
"This... how is this possible? He actually injured Heber Fu?" Su Ming said in a daze. The facts were right before his eyes, but he still felt as if he were dreaming, unable to believe that Wang Yi could injure Heber Fu. He knew very well just how powerful the former was; he was no match for him even after ten moves!
"Hiss! So strong! It turns out he hadn't revealed his true strength before," Zhang Xuan gasped, taking a long time to speak.
"Hmph, the match isn't over yet. Besides, Heber Fu hasn't used Overlord Fist yet. Once he uses that move, he will undoubtedly lose," Su Hai said with a darkened expression, his heart filled with rage as he thought: "The more severely you are injured, the greater the chance of success for my plan. At that time, the humiliation you bring me will be repaid tenfold."
With that thought, Su Hai and Su Ming exchanged glances, both corners of their mouths curling into a cold smile, not revealing what they were thinking.
"Wang Yi, you truly haven't disappointed me," Heber Fu said as he looked at Wang Yi, his eyes filled with fighting spirit—a fighting spirit that burned like a flame on the grasslands.
"You aren't bad either," Wang Yi replied calmly.
"Alright, come on!" Heber Fu roared as he shouted "Overlord Fist!"
In that moment, he swung his fists and extended his long arms; a fierce wind surged forth with a loud whoosh. His right leg lightly bounced beneath him as dust danced around him; his body shot forward like an arrow released from its bow. In an instant, Heber Fu was no more than five meters away from Wang Yi. Suddenly, he brought his legs together and leaped into the air with a low roar. Heber Fu charged forward like a giant pillar pressing down on Wang Yi with an unstoppable momentum! Everything seemed slow but occurred in the blink of an eye.
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