Cheng Yingtao's heart skipped a beat as he suddenly realized something was off and wanted to retract some of his true energy.

  However, his inner strength was not cultivated by himself bit by bit, and under the full force of his exertion, he could only release it but not retrieve it.

  Only to see Xu Haifeng stretch out his palm, slipping through his palm force like a loach, sticking to his arm. Just one pull and one lead, I don't know what kind of trick was used, but it diverted his palm force.

  Cheng Yingtao's eyes widened as he watched his full-force blow being lightly deflected by him, and in an instant, a powerful force that could not be resisted pulled his body forward.

  He hastily applied his Thousand Jin Falling God Technique, trying to stabilize his advancing footsteps. In front of him was the edge of the arena, and if he took one more step forward, he would fall off.

  Fortunately, his skills have made great progress, and at this critical moment, he managed to steady himself, stabilizing his body, with both feet stepping on the edge of the stage, without being pulled off by his own force.

  However, at this moment, there was an extra palm on his back, and he heard Xu Haifeng's cold laughter in his ear: "Get down."

  Xu Haifeng released his inner energy, and Cheng Yingtao was severely injured in an instant. He fell involuntarily towards the foot of the stage. As he was in mid-air, he heard the sound of clothes tearing behind him.

  When he finally managed to crawl up from the ground, he felt a strange chill on his back, and the onlookers couldn't help but burst into laughter.

  He was about to make a move when his upper garment suddenly slid down along his arm, and only then did he realize that Xu Haifeng had actually grabbed his collar earlier and torn his clothes in half as he fell.

  Cheng Yingtao had never been so humiliated in front of others before. In an instant, he was overcome with rage and his heart was racing. He felt a surge of blood rushing to his chest and abdomen, and his throat became sweet. A mouthful of fresh blood suddenly spurted out, and the sky was filled with a rain of blood. His chest was stained with blood, and he could no longer support himself, so he fainted and fell to the ground.

  On the stage, Xu Haifeng's mouth corner overflowed with a hint of disdainful smile. Being unable to use his powers at will, no matter how high his abilities were, what was the point? Once he encountered an unexpected situation, it would instead cause him to react slowly and miss the opportunity.

  Two figures flashed onto the stage like lightning, one flying over the stage and rushing towards the direction where Cheng Yingtao had fallen, but while still in mid-air, he threw a punch at Xu Haifeng from afar, trying to force him back. The other person threw a punch directly at Xu Haifeng's back with a "whooshing" sound.

  The audience under the stage was suddenly in an uproar, and this behavior was undoubtedly a sneak attack, which really made people feel ashamed.

  Xu Haifeng was fearless, if his opponent used a small and subtle move, he would still be cautious. However, the two of them started with a strong and powerful move, wanting to use their combined strength to force Xu Haifeng back.

  This was the kind of hard-hitting kung fu that Xi Hai Feng liked best, and in the world, what other martial arts could surpass the power of Giant Spirit Palm with just one palm? However, at this moment, Xi Hai Feng had other plans.

  He coldly laughed and turned around, sinking his waist into the horse's back. His two palms struck out separately, surprisingly wanting to take on two enemies alone.

  The two of them had seen Xu Haifeng's Giant Spirit Palm Technique, and if he was still using this powerful and overbearing technique at this time, the two of them would definitely retreat. However, although Xu Haifeng's two palms were also powerful and fierce, they were vastly different from the Giant Spirit Palm that he used to fight Cheng Yingtao earlier.

  The two of them let out a simultaneous angry hum, and what Xu Haifeng did was really too much.

  They coincidentally gathered their ten successful powers and met Xu Haifeng's two palms.

  "Bang......" Four palms intersected, but the result was far beyond expectations.

  Xu Haifeng's figure flashed several times before finally stabilizing.

  But the two of them simultaneously retreated several steps, their footsteps staggering, a flush flashing across their faces, and they had actually suffered internal injuries.

  " Ignorant rats, daring to launch a sneak attack! Come and try a palm strike from me, Xu Haifeng!"

  He took a step forward, and his palms struck out again. The air seemed to thicken with an intense pressure that made it hard to breathe. These two palms were one of his signature moves - the Giant Spirit Palm.

  The two were shocked and angry in their hearts, they matched their palms with Xu Haifeng's, suddenly feeling a powerful true energy emitted from his hands, which was already beyond their own ten successful moves.

  They couldn't understand how Xu Haifeng's internal strength could be so high that it reached such an unimaginable realm.

  How old is this guy? Even if he started practicing from birth, it's impossible for him to achieve this level.

  After a palm was matched, they had just stood firm and hadn't adjusted the chaotic breath in their body when Xu Haifeng's second palm struck down on them.

  They smiled wryly, and it turned out that this young commander still had some strength left.

  However, Xu Haifeng's palm had already enveloped them all around, and in the situation where they had lost the initiative, when encountering the Giant Spirit Palm, there was only one way to fight it head-on.

  They have been working together for many years, with a deep understanding of each other. They exchange a glance, and at the same time, a resolute look flashes across their faces. Gathering all their remaining strength, they charge forward with full force.

  With a dull thud, the two of them retreated three steps back again, their bodies swaying unsteadily, and finally unable to hold on any longer, they spat out blood and sat down heavily on the fighting stage.

  Xu Haifeng's body was also shaken back several steps, but his physique was special, his vitality was abundant, and although there was no longer a thread of internal energy in his dantian, the true energy that continuously flowed into him from his skeletal blood made him quickly recover his vitality.

  This sudden change happened in an instant, and by the time everyone reacted, Xu Haifeng had already won a complete victory.

  In the blink of an eye, several people jumped onto the stage again. This time, however, Xu Haifeng had Andrew's brothers' guards by his side.

  Qin Yong didn't use lightness skill, and instead ran up the stairs from the side with a loud "thud thud thud" sound, shouting: "General, leave a few for Old Qin!"

  "Wait."

  Suddenly a loud shout caused the tense atmosphere on the scene to relax for a moment.

  A short and stout old man walked out of the crowd under the stage, saying loudly: "You are all pillars of my great Han, why do you want to fight endlessly. Please look at the face of the old man, can this matter be settled?"

  The people below the platform were discussing and speculating, unaware of what kind of background this old man had, daring to intervene between these two major forces, and even presumptuously wanting to be a peacemaker.

  However, to everyone's surprise, not only did Cheng Jialin stop fighting, but Xu Haifeng, who had the upper hand, also immediately retreated and got off the stage, giving him a respectful salute.

  The old man nodded to Mian Zhidang and Gu Daoxia who were watching the battle, then took Xu Haifeng away.

  Riding on horseback, after traveling a certain distance, the old man smiled and said: "I heard Ruo Er say that you defeated three first-class masters of Xiongnu. I didn't believe it at first, but now I know that there really is someone as talented as you in this world."

  It turned out that this old man was the master of the Tang family among the four major families, Tang Zonghan, Old Master Tang.

  Not mentioning his noble status, just because he is Tang Rou'er's biological father, Xu Haifeng would have given him face.

  "You're overpraising me, if not for the two masters' broad minds and willingness to impart their great skills, I wouldn't have achieved this." said Xi Hai Feng humbly.

  He said that warriors have a common problem of being self-righteous, so Xu Haifeng was extremely grateful to the two of them in his heart.

  However, if Taiyi Zhenren and Li Yanbo are also such people, then they will also have no hope of reaching the realm of the sect master for their entire lives.

  "The master can only lead you to the door, but it's up to yourself to cultivate. If you don't put in your own effort, even if you have many divine skills, they will be useless." Tang Zonghan smiled slightly, and a serious expression suddenly appeared on his plump face: "Old Fang came to find me and Old Su yesterday, telling us something that made it difficult for me to believe."

  Xu Haifeng took a glance at the old man and vaguely knew what he was going to say.

  "Have they really allied with the Second Nation?" Tang Zonghan raised his head and looked up at the sky, seemingly muttering to himself.

  "Yes." Xuhai replied cleanly and neatly but also firmly.

  "Is that so......" Tang Zonghan lowered his head, and in that instant, his eyes revealed extreme sadness, as if he had suddenly aged ten years: "The vitality of our great Han dynasty for hundreds of years, has it really come to an end?"

  Thirty miles west of the city, that old man with a somewhat immortal air was carefully examining the injuries of Cheng Yingtao and the other two.

  He massaged the chests and abdomens of the three people with his hands, and instantly the three unconscious wounded men made a significant recovery. Their originally urgent breathing also gradually stabilized.

  "Great Uncle, look..." Gu Dao asked in a low voice.

  He stood with this old man, and those who didn't know would think he was several years older, but in fact, he was more than twenty years younger than the old man.

  "It doesn't matter." The old man waved his hand slightly and smiled: "The injuries they suffered are only minor, and they will recover after a few days of rest. However..."

  Gu Dao waited for a long time, but still didn't hear any words from below, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal an inquiring look.

  The old man looked at him with a smile and said, "Dao Xian, your curiosity is still so heavy."

  Dao Hu's face rarely turned red, and he said: "In front of you, Dao Hu is always the unknown young man who thirsts for knowledge forty years ago."

  The old man chuckled and seemed to recall past events, sighing: "Time flies like an arrow, and you've also grown old."

  "Yes." Gu Dao thought of those rising stars who were in the limelight, and suddenly felt a sense of nostalgia like Lian Po's old age.

  "This Xie Hai Feng is indeed an interesting kid, I don't know what kind of trick he used, but he actually managed to make Jia Xiao and Jia Li's internal energy collide with each other in a single move. If it weren't for that, even if he was fighting one against two, it's not necessarily certain who would emerge victorious." The old man's words were full of undisguised admiration for Xie Hai Feng.

  "This Xu Haifeng is quite peculiar, every time they meet, there will be unexpected growth, indeed a rare occurrence in one's life." Gu Dao said with a serious expression.

  The old man revealed a delighted smile: "Such a figure, how could I miss him? Let me go meet him in person."

  Gu Dao Xiao looked at the old man's expression, his heart unknowingly feeling a certain way. In twenty years, this was the first time that Cheng Xuanfeng, the number one person of the Cheng family and the great master, had shown such concern towards someone.