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“Miss Wu, Brother Wang has already cultivated the Qilin Blood Seal to the seventh layer. Do you think Wang Yi has any chance of winning?” Lin Xuan smiled and said, “I believe this time is merely a test from Brother Wang. If Wang Yi wants to take the next hit, it won't be that simple.”
“Hmm.” Upon hearing this, Wu Qingling nodded.
Ji Hong, Xiao Baiyi, and others showed expressions of surprise. They all knew that the Qilin Blood Seal was a martial art that could only be cultivated by the direct bloodline of the Wang Family, possessing immense power. Coupled with the Qilin Bloodline, its might was unimaginable. In their eyes, defeating a Wang Yi would indeed be an easy task.
“Interesting, it seems that Hang has encountered a rival,” Wang Cheng said with an expressionless face as he looked at Wang Yi, smiling.
“Wang Xianzi is my Zhongzhou's Number One. Although Wang Yi managed to take this hit by luck, victory still belongs to Wang Xianzi,” Li Mingqian stated.
Upon hearing this, Wang Cheng fell silent. After a long while, he said, “I think this Wang Yi is not simple; perhaps he will be Hang's greatest enemy.”
“Oh? Brother Wang, why do you say that? This child is too ordinary; I have never heard of him. How could he be a match for Wang Xianzi? You are overestimating him,” Li Mingqian said dismissively.
“Hang has already practiced the Qilin Blood Seal to the seventh layer; I have nothing to worry about,” Wang Cheng replied with a smile.
“Tsk tsk, it seems that the next family head will undoubtedly be Wang Xianzi,” Li Mingqian remarked.
“That depends on his fortune,” Wang Cheng said as he looked at the sullen-faced Wang Hang and frowned slightly. He was somewhat puzzled; he knew very well about the latter's mindset. Why was his attitude so poor today when facing a Wang Yi?
In the Arena.
Wang Yi and Wang Hang stared at each other for a long time without making a move.
“Ninth Layer Xuan Fire.”
Suddenly, Wang Hang shouted loudly, and a pure flame energy erupted from his body. The air around them immediately began to heat up rapidly. In an instant, the entire Arena seemed to turn into a furnace, emitting continuous hissing sounds that were sharp and piercing, making it extremely uncomfortable for anyone who heard it.
Wang Hang suddenly struck out with both palms, unleashing two fireballs that swept forth like two fire dragons intertwining in the air, radiating intense light that illuminated Wang Hang's face filled with murderous intent, making him appear exceptionally terrifying.
“Die!”
Wang Hang suddenly whispered fiercely as the two fireballs converged together, coming towards Wang Yi with an unstoppable force capable of burning anything.
Seeing this, Wang Yi's lips curled into a cold smile. Although he could not bring Ling and Jiuyang before everyone, it did not mean he could not utilize their power. Moreover, the flames contained the essence of Fire Elemental Power, which would be a great supplement for Jiuyang.
Thus, Wang Yi conveyed the task of devouring the flames to Jiuyang. The latter was overjoyed, and Ling jumped up, looking fierce as he said, "Jiuyang, you must devour everything later; only then can you become stronger."
"Yes, brother, I understand," Jiuyang quickly nodded in agreement.
At this moment, both Jiuyang and Ling were ready and used their powers to protect Wang Yi.
As a result, Wang Hang's Nine Suns Supreme Fire seemed to have no effect on Wang Yi at all.
Wang Yi dashed into the flames amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd and disappeared without a trace.
"Seeking death!" Wang Hang exclaimed with delight upon seeing Wang Yi rush into the Fire Sea, his face twisted with malice.
He immediately summoned the Primordial Energy within Cui Gu, determined to burn Wang Yi to death.
"He's done for; this Wang Yi is finished. The Nine Suns Supreme Fire of the Wang Family is an extremely powerful flame; he can't withstand it at all."
"Indeed, I thought this Wang Yi was a wise person, but who knew he was just a reckless fool."
"Sigh, I bet he will be killed without leaving even a bone behind."
Seeing this, everyone believed that Wang Yi had already died.
"Damn it, what is this kid trying to do?" Feng You said anxiously. He knew that Wang Yi possessed Spirit Fire and Nine Suns Blazing Fire, so he was not afraid of the Wang Family's Nine Suns Supreme Fire; he just did not understand why Wang Yi was doing this.
"Old Feng, could it be that this kid is dead?" Bian Burang asked in surprise.
"Not yet; his aura is still there," Pu Shiren said in a deep voice. "Could it be that this kid has cultivated a flame even more powerful than the Wang Family's Nine Suns Supreme Fire and can remain unharmed?"
"What?"
The surrounding strong individuals were taken aback by Pu Shiren's words.
In that instant, everyone's gaze converged on the flames.
"Ah!" Suddenly, a soft sound emerged from within the flames. Then, to everyone's shock, the Nine Suns Supreme Fire unleashed by Wang Hang vanished in the blink of an eye, as if a giant whale had swallowed water. Following that, a young man with an ordinary appearance appeared before everyone—it was Wang Yi.
"What? Impossible? How are you not dead?" Looking at the suddenly appearing Wang Yi, Wang Hang's face displayed an overwhelming shock. Then he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and immediately afterward, his entire body was sent flying backward as if struck hard.
"Wow." Before Wang Hang could land on the stage, he spat out a mouthful of blood while still in mid-air, his complexion turning pale.
"What?"
Seeing Wang Hang spitting blood, everyone’s expressions changed drastically, revealing looks of disbelief.
In Wang Yi's calm gaze, Wang Hang crashed heavily onto the stage with a painful thud, curling up into a ball.
After a long while, Wang Hang slowly stood up, looking coldly at Wang Yi. His gaze was sinister, like a venomous snake lurking in the darkness, sending chills down people's spines.
"Wang Yi's strength is truly formidable. In my opinion, he can at least rank in the top ten among the younger generation."
"Indeed, being able to defeat Wang Hang head-on shows his exceptional strength."
"However, judging by Wang Hang's appearance, it seems he hasn't sustained much injury. A fierce battle is about to unfold!"
The crowd discussed animatedly as they watched the two on stage.
Wang Yi stood calmly on the stage, his expression unchanged, but inside he felt a surge of joy because Jiuyang had absorbed the Nine Suns Supreme Fire and had become much stronger.
"Ah!" Wang Hang fixed his gaze on Wang Yi and suddenly roared in anger. He stomped on the stage and shot out like an arrow released from a bow, moving as fast as lightning.
At this moment, Wang Hang's momentum had reached its peak state. A fierce aura enveloped him like a tangible force, cutting through the air and causing the airflow to part to both sides. Then, under his terrifying Primordial Energy power, it surged toward Wang Yi.
"Whoosh!" The air was filled with an endless roar of the storm, turning the entire Arena into a chaotic whirlwind.
"Rumbling!"
During this process, Wang Hang suddenly emanated a wave of intense heat, and a sharp spike appeared on his fist, glimmering with light and radiating a scorching aura as it fiercely struck towards Wang Yi's face.
Seeing the spike on Wang Hang's fist, Wang Yi was momentarily stunned. Suddenly, he heard Fire Spirit say, "This child has undergone Bloodline awakening and is using some of Fire Qilin's divine abilities. You must be cautious; there are too many strong opponents here, and I shouldn't talk to you for long, or they will notice us."
Soon, Fire Spirit's voice faded away.
Upon hearing this, Wang Yi's expression turned solemn. If he wasn't mistaken, the move Wang Hang was using should be one of the Qilin Divine Abilities.
With this in mind, Wang Yi immediately pushed the Primordial Energy within Cui Gu to its peak state. He let out a loud roar as all his strength converged into his right fist and then struck out violently. The Fist Force was terrifyingly powerful, instantly creating endless waves of energy; it was known that Wang Yi possessed a Perfect Physique, with immense strength throughout his body that had been refined to perfection. Every inch of his muscles was incredibly dense and contained formidable power.
With one punch thrown, it surged like a galloping horse, akin to Thunder.
"Boom!" In an instant, Wang Hang's fist collided with Wang Yi's fist, producing a sound akin to mountains crashing together. The ground shook violently as terrifying power swept across the entire Arena.
"Damn it!" Feeling the dreadful force emanating from Wang Yi's punch, Wang Hang cursed inwardly and let out a loud roar. An unmatched force surged forth and struck against Wang Yi's fist. With a rumble, an explosion erupted between their fists, yet Wang Yi remained unfazed.
"Hah!" Wang Yi shouted loudly. As he crouched down, all his strength surged forth like a lake that had burst its dam, flowing out in torrents. With a rumble, Wang Hang felt as if he had been struck by an overwhelmingly terrifying force; his entire body trembled before he was sent flying backward.
"Wang Hang!" He crashed heavily onto the Arena floor. Having expended a significant amount of Primordial Energy, he looked pale and weak; however, deep within his gaze lay profound unwillingness as he coldly stared at Wang Yi, emanating a terrifying aura.
"Wang Hang has lost again; this is truly unbelievable."
"Indeed, who is this Wang Yi? His strength is so formidable; I think he rivals those at the Initial Stage of Insight."
"It seems that the title of Zhongzhou's Number One is about to change hands."
As they watched Wang Hang fall once more onto the Arena floor, the surrounding powerful figures were astonished and began discussing among themselves.
"Looks like it's time to use that move?" Lin Xuan glanced at Wang Yi with apprehension, frowning as he watched the slowly rising Wang Hang.
At this moment, he had to admit that this person who suddenly appeared had a strength that made him wary.
Ji Hong, Xiao Baiyi, and Li Mingqian also regarded Wang Yi with great caution, not daring to underestimate him in the slightest.
"Brother Wang, it seems that Wang Xianzi is in trouble," Li Yixuan said with a smile as he looked at Wang Hang. "The power of the Qilin Blood Seal is indeed formidable, but I see that Wang Yi hasn't counterattacked yet; he's been on the defensive. If he strikes back, Wang Xianzi will surely be defeated."
"The seventh layer of the Qilin Blood Seal must be taken seriously even by Initial Stage of Insight martial artists, let alone this child," Wang Cheng said calmly, his expression serene as he looked at the pale-faced Wang Hang, showing no signs of worry and appearing extremely confident in the latter.
"Is that so? However, I have high hopes for this Wang Yi," Li Yixuan replied.
On the other side, Bian Burang and his three companions were astonished that Wang Yi could repeatedly defeat Wang Hang; such strength was truly impressive.
"Tsk tsk, I am becoming more and more interested in his identity. Who exactly is he to possess such power?" Bian Burang remarked as he observed the composed Wang Yi. "If he were willing, I would gladly take him as my disciple."
"Hehe, Brother Bian, you might want to give up on that idea; he won't become your disciple," Feng You chuckled.
"Why not?" Bian Burang paused for a moment upon hearing this and said, "I am one of the Top Ten Powerhouses of the Continent. I don't know how many people would be willing to become my disciple, but I've turned them all down. If he knew I was willing to take him as my disciple, he'd probably be overjoyed."
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