Chapter Fifteen: A Formidable Foe
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In that instant, all the spiritual power within Qian Mo converged in his leg. The violent force shot straight from Zhang Xiang’s groin to his brain.
“Gasp!”
At the sight of that kick, not only did the male disciples suck in a breath, even the male elders instinctively clenched their legs, as though the blow had landed on them.
“Aaargh!”
Zhang Xiang’s pupils instantly dilated. His eyes bulged wide, his already savage expression turning livid as his features twisted and he threw back his head with a howl.
Afraid that Zhang Xiang might still have the strength to fight, Qian Mo hurried toward Yun Yi after delivering the kick. Seeing Yun Yi’s peculiar expression and Qian Duoduo standing with his legs clamped tightly together, Qian Mo immediately turned around.
Zhang Xiang’s enormous body had curled into a gigantic shrimp. He was rolling wildly across the ground, clutching his groin, his face red as boiled chicken liver. His mouth opened and closed as he screamed incessantly.
Qian Mo scratched his head, looked at Yun Yi, and spoke apologetically.
“Um... I didn’t do it on purpose!”
The moment those words left his mouth, the entire square erupted.
“That wasn’t on purpose?”
“That bastard is vile! He actually attacked Senior Brother Zhang Xiang’s weak spot!”
The crowd exchanged angry remarks, venting their resentment.
“Achoo!”
Qian Mo let out an enormous sneeze, then looked at Yun Yi with a smug expression, as though asking, Wasn’t I impressive?
Yun Yi stared at him, utterly at a loss for words, then turned and walked away.
“Er... let’s go!”
Qian Mo shook his head at Zhang Xiang, who was still rolling around, and sighed.
“What a pity. I won’t get to search him now.”
Yun Yi: “...”
Before Qian Mo could turn to leave, a figure suddenly appeared before him.
“You are—”
Before Qian Mo could finish, Qi Xiaotian, his face dark and vicious, drove a fist into his stomach.
Boom!
A thunderous crash rang out. Yun Yi’s heart jolted, and he turned around at once—only to see Qian Mo sent flying by the punch, crashing heavily to the ground as blood poured from his mouth. His eyes were filled with bewilderment.
“Old Qian!”
Qian Duoduo and Lei Ling’er were both shocked and hurried over.
“You’re courting death!”
Yun Yi was completely enraged. His spiritual power surged, and he instantly appeared before Qi Xiaotian, driving a fist straight down at his forehead.
Seeing Yun Yi’s fury, Qi Xiaotian revealed a ruthless smile and met the blow with his own fist.
Thud!
A violent gale of energy burst outward from the two men.
Outside, the spectators cheered when they saw Qian Mo sent flying. But the moment Yun Yi erupted into action, every one of them focused intently on the fight.
“Qi Xiaotian is ranked thirtieth on the Heavenly Rankings. Yun Yi is finished!”
“Not necessarily!”
Some shook their heads and sighed, while others watched in secret anticipation.
“That fellow went too?”
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Shen Ziyi looked at Qi Xiaotian with an amused smile.
The thirtieth-ranked fighter on the Heavenly Rankings—and one of his defeated opponents.
After another thunderous collision, both sides retreated ten paces. The entire field fell into stunned silence.
“You have some strength, but not much!”
A mocking smile curled across Qi Xiaotian’s lips. He shot forward like a released arrow, charging toward Yun Yi.
Yun Yi’s expression darkened, and he launched himself forward as well.
Qi Xiaotian was strong. Yun Yi had already felt that much.
Within the forest, the two figures repeatedly crossed paths. The sound of fist striking fist rang throughout the woodland.
“This... this fellow is truly formidable!”
Watching Yun Yi fight with such ferocity, everyone unconsciously swallowed hard, thinking to themselves.
After hundreds of exchanges, both men shouted and retreated from one another.
Qi Xiaotian’s expression was no longer quite so confident. In his eyes, Yun Yi should have been an easy opponent, yet now the battle was proving troublesome.
Seeing Qian Mo beside him, his aura faint, Yun Yi’s pale face revealed a flash of killing intent.
“This ends here!”
Qi Xiaotian shouted and shot forward, driving an elbow toward Yun Yi’s chest.
At the sight of the attack, someone cried out.
“Senior Brother Qi’s perfected Sky-Piercing Strike! Yun Yi is in danger!”
Faced with the sudden blow, Yun Yi reacted swiftly. He drew back and launched himself forward.
“Tiger Fist!”
“Roar!”
A tiger’s roar reverberated through the forest. Beyond the screen, everyone was stunned.
“Tiger Fist! And a perfected Tiger Fist at that!”
“How—how is that possible?”
For an ordinary person to perfect a technique during the Qi Condensation stage was already enough to earn the title of genius. Yet Yun Yi had now displayed three such techniques.
As the tiger’s roar rang out, a trace of madness appeared at the corner of Qi Xiaotian’s eye.
Boom!
Crack!
A thunderous impact was followed by the sharp sound of breaking bones. Both bodies were sent flying and crashed to the ground.
The spectators craned their necks, not daring to blink. They had all heard the sound of bones breaking, but they were even more eager to see whose bones had snapped.
“Cough, cough!”
When they saw who rose to his feet, everyone drew in a sharp breath.
Qi Xiaotian staggered upright, blood continually spilling from the corners of his mouth. Yet his eyes were filled with excitement.
“That’s all?”
“That’s all?”
“You dare touch the woman I’ve set my sights on? Bah!”
After cursing, Qi Xiaotian turned and walked toward Lei Ling’er.
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“Heh heh heh, Junior Sister Ling’er, I fell deeply in love with you the moment I first saw you!”
Qi Xiaotian’s face twisted with madness, greed gleaming in his eyes. Lei Ling’er’s personality and figure had made him indulge in wild fantasies from the very first glance.
Seeing Qi Xiaotian like this, the disciples and elders alike frowned.
A deep voice suddenly rang out.
“Mu Hong? He is your disciple?”
A trace of awe appeared in Mu Hong’s eyes as he answered respectfully.
“Yes, Dean.”
“Discipline him properly!”
When the voice fell silent, a bead of sweat slid down Mu Hong’s face. He knew Qi Xiaotian was about to be punished.
...
“I don’t like you!”
Seeing Yun Yi lying on the ground, Lei Ling’er did not spare Qi Xiaotian a glance. She turned and ran toward Yun Yi instead.
Seeing that she ignored him and went to Yun Yi, Qi Xiaotian instantly flew into a rage.
“You stinking whore! Go to hell!”
With those words, Qi Xiaotian struck toward Lei Ling’er’s back.
The entire crowd cried out in alarm.
Was he actually going to kill someone?
Feeling the chill behind her, Lei Ling’er was terrified into paralysis.
Boom!
A sudden explosion erupted, sending clouds of dust into the air and shocking everyone outside.
When the dust settled, a sturdy figure stood before Lei Ling’er, shielding her. Qi Xiaotian had already been sent flying and slammed into a tree.
Yun Yi slowly turned his head and smiled.
“Why are you so foolish?”
“Brother Yi... you’re all right!”
Lei Ling’er stared blankly at Yun Yi, then suddenly threw her arms around him and began sobbing loudly.
The entire crowd was stunned.
How had he gotten back up?
Seeing Yun Yi’s arms wrapped around Lei Ling’er, the spectators finally realized that it was Qi Xiaotian’s arm that had been broken.
After comforting Lei Ling’er, Yun Yi turned and walked toward Qi Xiaotian, killing intent flashing in his eyes.
“Cough! Despicable! A sneak attack! Impossible!”
Blood spilled from Qi Xiaotian’s mouth. His eyes were filled with unwillingness and disbelief as he stared at Yun Yi, murmuring to himself.
Only Yun Yi knew that the Flame-Yellow Jade had blocked most of the attack for him. He had merely been knocked unconscious by the impact.
Killing intent surfaced in Yun Yi’s eyes. He kicked Qi Xiaotian in the chest and shouted sternly:
“Go ask the King of Hell why!”
“Spare him!”
Suddenly, a loud shout rang out.
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