Chapter 52: Treading on the Wind and Cutting Down with One Fist

  "Hahaha!" Amidst a burst of loud laughter, Xu Zhengming's mysterious power surged, and with a light leap, he soared onto the high platform.

  "Trash, come on up! I'll let you know just how strong the Xuan Shi realm is!" Xu Zhengming glared at Xu Yang, his eyes filled with intense provocation. "This time, I'll make sure you're bedridden for three months with broken bones and torn tendons!"

  "It's terrible! The grudge between Xu Zhengming and Xu Yang has reached this point, it's hatred to the bone!" someone whispered.

  "What about Xu Yang then? He's probably going to be beaten to death."

  "That's not necessarily the case, the northerners are all watching, even three grandfathers are waiting for the right moment to save Xu Yang, of course they won't just sit back and watch someone die. However, being beaten into disability is unavoidable."

  Xu Zhengxin was assigned to Tian Zi No. 9, but he didn't care about his opponent, and kept staring at Xu Yang, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

  "Last time in the warm pavilion, I saw Xu Yang, he was already a Xuan Shi! But why now looking at his breath, there is no surging Xuan Li around him, it seems like he's still in the Xuan Tu realm." Xu Zhengxin thought to himself.

  As the crowd was discussing, Xu Yang finally made a move. He jumped up with force, reaching a height of two zhang, like a human-shaped bluestone, and heavily landed on the high platform, producing a loud rumbling sound.

  Looking at the cracks under Xu Yang's feet like a spider web, the scene outside was silent.

  This arena is made of Xuanwu stone, extremely solid and indestructible. Even if a Xuanwu master uses his powers to attack it, he can't cause much damage. But Xu Yang just used his physical strength and casually landed on the ground, creating cracks! Isn't that too exaggerated?

  "What is the extent of his physical strength?" Many of the Xu family descendants were thinking this in their hearts.

  "You're asking for trouble, don't blame others." Xǔ Yáng said indifferently to Xǔ Zhèng Míng.

  "Wait a minute!" Xu Zhengming raised his hand, "Xu Yang, do you know that in the family competition, it's not allowed to hide any mysterious devices, and we must fight with our actual cultivation skills!" He recalled the scene from more than half a month ago when Xu Yang easily blocked his Xuan Tie Palm.

  "Zheng Ming is right, Xu Yang. If you have hidden the mysterious device, it's against the rules. Now it's still not too late to take it out." On the side, Xu Qingliu and his son chimed in, seemingly impartially. When mentioning the mysterious device, a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.

  "I don't have the treasure." Xǔ Yáng said calmly.

  "Are you daring enough to accept an examination?" Xǔ Zhèngmíng shouted.

  "If you also accept the examination, I have no opinion." Xǔ Yáng said indifferently.

  Another murmur arose from the crowd below, questioning Xu Yang's strength as a mere apprentice. Logically speaking, even if he possessed a mysterious device, he shouldn't be a match for Xu Zhengming, who was of a higher level. The latter was being overly cautious, which somewhat lost him face.

  Many people think that Xu Zhengming's doubts are reasonable, and Xu Yang is too calm. Any cultivator, when facing an enemy of the Xuan Shi level, shouldn't they all be pale with fear and sweating like rain? Xu Yang's calmness precisely proves that he has a hidden trump card to deal with Xu Zhengming - that is, the Xuan Qi!

  Soon after, two guards from the Xu family searched Xu Yang and Xu Zhengming.

  "Reporting to the master, neither of the two young masters has privately stored any mysterious devices." A guard respectfully bowed his hands to Xu Qingliu.

  The crowd of disciples from the Xu family below couldn't help but snicker. This Xu Zhengming, before even fighting, had already accused his opponent of secretly hiding a mysterious device, completely losing face. And to make matters worse, Xu Yang didn't actually have any hidden devices, which made Xu Zhengming's actions seem all the more petty and unscrupulous.

  Hearing the laughter from below, Xu Zhengming's face turned slightly red, and he forced himself to say: "Very well, let's have a fair fight!"

  The laughter under the table grew louder, a fair fight? You're a Xuan Shi, and the other is a Xuan disciple, how can you say it's fair?

  "You talk too much." Xuyang's expression remained calm.

  Xu Zhengming's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and a pale blue wind of Extreme Mystical Power burst out: "You're looking for death!"

  "Wind Slash!" Xu Zhengming's entire body was highly condensed with his Xuanli, a massive cyan-colored knife wheel instantly formed. He took a step forward, his palm chopping down fiercely, the cyan-colored knife wheel howling as it wildly slashed towards Xu Yang.

  "It's too powerful! This move, 'Treading Wind Slash', is extremely sharp and its power exceeds 100 jin!" Some of the Xu family disciples turned pale, "Xu Zhengming, this is going to kill someone! If Xu Yang doesn't die from this hit, he'll be crippled!"

  Not far away, Xu Qing saw this scene, his face suddenly changed, and he said: "Quickly, stop him!"

  Xu Yang coldly smiled, his left hand suddenly spewing out a dense, fire-red mysterious energy. Under the reflection of the fiery red light, his left hand was a dull grayish-brown color, resembling stone, extending all the way to his wrist.

  "Hahahaha……" A teeth-aching screeching sound came, and everyone was shocked to find that Xu Yang had caught Xu Zhengming's move 【Treading Wind Slash】 with just one hand! The giant blue-green knife wheel continued to rub against each other in intense rotation, quickly bursting open.

  The hurricane howled, and the remaining force of Xu Yang's "Treading Wind Slash" blew the scattered dust on the high platform high into the air.

  "Huoyuan Force!"

  "He possesses the mysterious power of fire, Xǔ Yáng is a mystic!"

  A collective gasp erupted from below the stage.

  In Xu Zhengming's unbelievable gaze, Xu Yang rushed to his front like a furious leopard, and threw a concise punch!

  Xu Zhengming's hands were busy and his arms crossed in front of his chest.

  "Crack!"

  This contained a two-hundred-jin forceful punch, dispersing Xu Zhengming's defense like withered weeds, the sound of bones fracturing was clear and audible. Xu Zhengming was like a broken sack, sent flying high into the air.

  "Stop!" Xu Qing's eyes were about to split apart, and he hastily rushed forward, one claw reaching out to grab onto Xu Yang's collar, stopping him from continuing the attack.

  Xu Yang seemed to have grown a pair of eyes on the back of his head, dodging Xu Qingliu's claw with a slippery step, and stuck to Xu Zhengming's side like a shadow, his palm raised high.

  "Bang!" "Bang bang!"

  A crisp slapping sound rang out, and Xu Zhengming's body was lifted into the air, rolling over several times before falling off the high platform!

  The ground beneath gave way, and with a loud thud, Xu Zhengming's body crashed to the ground. His arms hung limply by his sides, clearly broken, and his once handsome face was now grotesquely swollen on both cheeks, with two trails of blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

  Xu Yang's last few slaps were controlled in strength, but they also made Xu Zhengming lose half of his teeth, a pitiful sight.

  "You...!" Xu Qingliu, the referee on stage who was in charge of hosting, saw his son's miserable state and roared, "I've already told you to stop, how dare you continue to commit violence!"

  "He hasn't conceded defeat, why should I stop?"

  Xu Qingliu was momentarily speechless, and could only force himself to say: "In any case, your methods were too ruthless and cruel. I'm going to cancel your qualification to continue participating in the Grand Comparison!"

  "Xu Yang was a bit ruthless."

  "What's wrong with you? Didn't you see Xu Zhengming's move 'Treading Wind Slash', that was going to tear Xu Yang in two!"

  "It's just that Xu Zhengming is much more ruthless than Xu Yang. Didn't you notice that Xu Yang held back in his last few slaps?"

  A buzz of discussion erupted from the crowd below, with most of the Xu family descendants leaning towards Xu Yang, only a small number of them who were close to Xu Zhengming thought that Xu Yang was too ruthless.

  A middle-aged man with a stern face stepped up to the stage, coldly saying to Xu Qingliu: "You say Xu Yang is ruthless and should be disqualified? Who gave you this authority?"

  Xu Qingliu took a step back, and the newcomer was none other than Xu Qinggang, the third son of the master.

  Xu Qingliu was in charge of the major purchasing power, and during family celebrations and other activities, he often presided over them, holding a high position. In the Xu family, even the eldest son Xu Qinglian was not afraid of him, but only feared Xu Qingbang.

  PS: Two chapters released in a row, as promised, thank you brothers.