Jingtian Sanyi's punches and kicks had become even more ferocious, launching poison attacks repeatedly.

However, Yang Fei's movements were slippery to the extreme, like a loach in a pot, elusive and uncatchable.

Moreover, the steps he took were deeply mysterious.

He moved within a tiny space, dodging and weaving, yet Jingtian Sanyi somehow could not even touch the hem of his garment.

This martial arts contest had everyone watching with bated breath.

As time passed, every time Yang Fei dodged a deadly move from his opponent, everyone exhaled in relief.

Yet, as soon as Jingtian Sanyi launched another fierce attack, their hearts were suspended once again.

On the stage, one attacked and one defended, tumbling over and over, fists and feet like mountains.

Everyone watched, breathless.

Xiao Xuanya and Three Swords watched with hearts in their throats, looking on in horror.

Mad Blade, Long Xia, and Fan Yi stood by the stage, ready for battle.

If Yang Fei were to face danger, they would immediately intervene to rescue him.

However, given that the combatants moved so quickly and Mad Blade and the others were not as skilled as Yang Fei,

facing such formidable opponents, they really didn't know how they could possibly help.

Suddenly, a shrill scream like that of a hawk or falcon issued from Jingtian Sanyi's throat.

The sound waves pained the eardrums, stabbing like needles.

Jingtian Sanyi chopped down with his palm, unleashing the Martial Arts Energy Field at the same time.

The silent Martial Arts Energy Field instantly restricted Yang Fei's movements.

Yang Fei performed a Yu Step spin, breaking the force field, and striding away.

Who would have expected Jingtian Sanyi's body to suddenly flip, delivering a reverse hook kick from back to front, slashing down towards Yang Fei's forehead.

This reverse hook kick, delivered with insidious lethality, wrapped up all of Jingtian Sanyi's bodily strength.

Bang!

The air exploded, and a vortex-like current formed a huge scorpion tail.

Scorpion Kill!

Yang Fei's pupils dilated sharply.

All he could hear was the muffled thunder of Jingtian Sanyi's Scorpion Kill tearing through the air.

Inside his body, Turtle Extreme screamed in agony.

Xiao Xuanya suddenly stood up, screaming,

"Danger, Yang Fei, dodge quickly!"

No one blamed her for losing her composure; Jingtian Sanyi's strike was sharp and venomously ruthless to the extreme.

In box number 9, Mr. Miyakozawa's lips curved into a smile.

He clucked in admiration, "Brother Jingtian's Five Poisons Kill is indeed unmatched in the world."

"This Scorpion Kill alone can be called the pinnacle art of human martial arts."

Amidst the cries of countless spectators, Yang Fei stood as immovable as a mountain, his form unflinchingly stable.

His left arm slightly bent, tracing a half-circle, and captured Jingtian Sanyi's scorpion leg.

Then, Yang Fei's body slightly twisted, his left arm dragging from left to right at an angle.

The vicious and venomous force of Jingtian Sanyi was thus silently shifted by the spinning force and dissipated.

Mr. Miyakozawa's eyes nearly popped out in astonishment.

"My God, is that the Great Mount Sumeru Palm? Did I see that right?"

Jingtian Sanyi had never imagined

that his unparalleled Scorpion Kill would be broken in such an inexplicable way.

His heart steeled, the Vast Ocean Limitless Cultivation Technique was instantly activated.

Jingtian Sanyi's Qi of Origin Core surged throughout his body, his fierce and domineering force channeling through the scorpion leg towards Yang Fei.

This time, Yang Fei did not dodge away.

The great force of the impact made him involuntarily spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Yet, at the edge of Yang Fei's lips, there appeared a grim smile.

Roar!

The next second, Yang Fei let out a Tiger Roar, and a desperately fierce aura soared skywards.

He grabbed Jingtian Sanyi's left foot.

Jingtian Sanyi, impacted by the Tiger Roar, felt as if his brain buzzed, as if a bomb had exploded beside his ear.

The next second, the entire world seemed to turn upside down in his vision.

It was because Yang Fei had grabbed his left ankle and ferociously smashed it towards the hard concrete of the stage.

Bang!

A muffled sound as Jingtian Sanyi's body slammed heavily onto the stage.

Concrete chunks splattered, and suddenly there was a big pit on the ground.

Jingtian Sanyi's vision darkened, his innards stabbed with pain, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.

But Yang Fei did not let him go.

With a jolt of his arm, another shoulder throw, he slammed Jingtian Sanyi down hard again.

Thud!

This time, the throw was even more vicious.

The fresh blood that spewed from Jingtian Sanyi's mouth instantly stained his chest red.

Jingtian Sanyi hadn't even recovered.

Yang Fei bent over and executed another shoulder throw.

Bang!

All the spectators' eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

The invincible Jingtian Sanyi of the Hongmen Sect, like a rag doll, was being wildly smashed and battered on the platform by Yang Fei.

Such a scene was truly terrifying.

Watching on the platform, the pretty boy Yang Fei was fiercely swinging Jingtian Sanyi's body around.

Everyone felt as if they had contracted a toothache.

Throughout the audience, there was nothing but the sound of sharp intakes of breath.

Yang Fei delivered three consecutive shoulder throws, and Jingtian Sanyi was completely dazed by them.

He was only instinctively defending and resisting.

The last time, Jingtian Sanyi's ribs and sternum broke again.

However, the strong vitality of a Danjin expert, in that instant, brought Jingtian Sanyi fully back to his senses.

His left foot and right leg twisted together, locking around Yang Fei's neck.

At the same time, he pressed both hands against the ground of the platform, and his body immediately began to spin like a windmill.

Yang Fei promptly activated Extreme Tiger, spinning along with Jingtian Sanyi's body.

This kind of chokehold, if one couldn't keep up with the opponent's speed,

the fragile neck bones would definitely be twisted and broken.

The two fell to the ground spinning in the air, each kicking out at the other.

Bang!

Yang Fei kicked Jingtian Sanyi in the abdomen, but Jingtian Sanyi kicked Yang Fei in the chest.

The figures of both, like kites with broken strings, flew out.

Jingtian Sanyi's kick, thrown in desperation, was not very powerful.

Yet, it shook Yang Fei enough to nearly make him vomit blood.

Yang Fei pulled a carp flip, getting back on his feet.

Not far off, Jingtian Sanyi charged toward Yang Fei like a mad bull.

As Jingtian Sanyi charged, the Qi of Origin Core above his head turned a light red mist.

His eyes blood-red, as if burning coals.

Burning Dan Yuan!

Inside Yang Fei, Turtle Extreme emitted a mournful roar, urging him to dodge immediately.

At the same time, Yang Fei felt the ferocious aura rising dramatically.

That force was like a giant wave in a raging sea, one wave higher than the last, surging tumultuously towards him.

This massive force felt as if, by some cruel fate, the grim reaper's scythe was unavoidable, with nowhere to hide.

Roar!

Jingtian Sanyi let out a furious roar, his body suddenly lifting off the ground.

His fierce and harsh aura, which had been like a wild horse in a frantic gallop, instantly transformed into the light and beautiful grace of Yanzi skimming over waves.

Horse Stomping Flying Swallow!

Pieces of memories deep in his soul suddenly awakened.

Yang Fei recognized this lethal move.

Horse Stomping Flying Swallow was one of the peak peerless techniques of Huaxia Martial Arts.

Once executed, it's either the enemy dies, or I perish.

Horse Stomping Flying Swallow, three successive strikes each more vicious than the last, with the force and momentum increasing geometrically.

The first strike can be blocked, but the second cannot be avoided.

Even if the second is dodged, eventually, the third will be inescapable.

In folklore, it's said that horses are transformations of dragons.

And once a horse stomps on a flying swallow, it immediately turns into a dragon.

Dragon Soaring to the Ninth Heaven!

At this moment, in Yang Fei's eyes, Jingtian Sanyi had already transformed into a ferocious dragon with bared fangs and claws.

How could Yang Fei have anticipated,

such a deadly technique would actually be executed by someone from Sang Country?

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