The audience watching the arena all sensed the danger and gasped in alarm.

"This is bad, the man from Sang Country is using his special move."

"He's incredibly strong, dodge quickly!"

...

Listening to the countless exclamations from the audience, Yang Fei gave a wry smile.

On such a narrow stage, once Horse Stomping Flying Swallow is launched, there is simply no way to dodge.

The more one tries to dodge, the more imposing the opponent's momentum becomes.

And in the end, there is no way to resolve it, nowhere to escape.

Yang Fei arched his back and straightforwardly launched a countercharge at Jingtian Sanyi, with no regard for his own safety.

Jingtian Sanyi's eyes narrowed dramatically, his heart filled with immense shock.

Just by seeing Yang Fei's countercharge, he knew.

The opponent was also extremely proficient in the technique and force buildup of Horse Stomping Flying Swallow.

Jingtian Sanyi's Horse Stomping Flying Swallow charging such a short distance.

Originally, it could not unleash the horse's fierce momentum to the extreme.

Yet Yang Fei's rapid countercharge further reduced the distance between them.

Nevertheless, even so, Jingtian Sanyi was confident he could take down this Huaxia martial arts genius beneath his feet.

He soared into the air, his toes stirring the airflow, creating a vortex of the Toxic Dragon Drill, kicking towards Yang Fei's lower abdomen.

Inside Yang Fei, Extreme Tiger roared, Turtle Extreme was serene, Elephant Extreme was majestic, and Snake Extreme was venomous.

In an instant, the Four Extremes activated, and his immense strength erupted forth.

Yang Fei's left and right arms alternated in front of his body for protection.

Both his left and right arms were reinforced with Turtle Shield.

Danyuan created a small-scale vortex cyclone, protecting Yang Fei's chest and arms.

Bang!

A muffled sound rang out, and it was as if explosives went off atop the arena.

A violent airflow, much like a tornado.

Centered on the two men, it swept outward in all directions.

Countless pieces of concrete, caught in the rapidly spinning tornado, were flung around like bullets.

Continuous screams echoed from the stands.

Many spectators hid behind the sofas, but they still stared intently at the stage through the gaps between the cushions.

Atop the stage, Yang Fei had taken Jingtian Sanyi's first strike.

Although his arms were protected by the Turtle Shield, they were still hit by the wildly violent force, knocked outward and misaligned.

A sharp pain transmitted through Yang Fei's arm bones.

This indicated that his arms, as strong as refined steel, had developed cracks.

Yang Fei staggered backward.

But Jingtian Sanyi's second strike was already building on the first, creating a stormy wave that swept forth once again.

His other foot, stirring the winds and clouds, formed a massive drill, kicking toward Yang Fei's chest.

This strike was even more monstrous and ferocious than the first.

The swirling air cyclone in the sky vaguely took the shape of a dragon with bared fangs and claws.

Although it was indistinct, it already showed signs of transforming into a dragon.

With nowhere to hide, Yang Fei abruptly unleashed Elephant Shocking Power.

His palms exhaled Dark Force, facing Jingtian Sanyi's second strike head-on.

Boom!

Beneath Yang Fei's feet, the concrete floor shattered, and his Essence Qi exploded outward.

A visible whirlwind, swept the chunks of concrete beneath him outwards, flinging them violently in all directions.

The force transmitted from the opponent's right foot felt like monstrous waves surging from the sea, wave upon wave crashing forward.

Yang Fei released all of the Elephant Tremor Force from his eight extremities, but still couldn't neutralize it.

Wow!

Yang Fei spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, feeling weak and listless all over.

Nevertheless, he had finally managed to block the second strike.

Jingtian Sanyi's Qi of Essence was exhausted.

Biting the tip of his tongue, he burned his Qi of Origin Core with a loud, muffled roar.

The third strike of Horse Stomping Flying Swallow was about to be launched.

Inside Box 9, Mr. Miyakozawa's lips curved into a victorious smile.

"Yang Fei is done for."

However, at that moment, a strange red glint flashed in Yang Fei's eyes atop the stage.

Tiger Ghost!

A fierce and violent aura flashed like lightning, startling Jingtian Sanyi's mind.

A Danjin Warrior's resolve is as steadfast as iron, unwavering even if mountains crumble and seas rage.

Yet at that very moment, Jingtian Sanyi's mind went blank.

Still, Jingtian Sanyi was a master of Danjin after all.

He was stunned for only an instant before he regained his senses, cursing his luck.

Yang Fei's Great Stone Tablet Breaking Hand suddenly struck, cleaving into Jingtian Sanyi's chest.

With this palm, Yang Fei had activated the Four Extremes within him and exerted all his strength.

Jingtian Sanyi's body flew backward like a kite with its string cut.

Yang Fei leaped into the air and caught up with Jingtian Sanyi mid-flight.

His twin palms thundered, each strike landing on Jingtian Sanyi's chest.

Bang!

Jingtian Sanyi's body crashed against the ropes and then tumbled onto the arena floor.

The bones in his chest were shattered by Yang Fei's Great Stone Tablet Breaking Hand.

At the same time, his internal organs ruptured, and he completely lost his ability to resist.

This breathtaking fight left all the spectators unable to react.

In the No. 9 booth, Mr. Miyakozawa sprang to his feet and charged toward the ring.

It was something he could never have anticipated.

That at the critical moment of Jingtian Sanyi's earth-shattering strike, he would falter.

Even now, Mr. Miyakozawa couldn't understand.

Why had Jingtian Sanyi slowed down at the last moment of his final attack?

Yang Fei grabbed Jingtian Sanyi by the neck and hoisted him high.

Seeing Mr. Miyakozawa charging over, Yang Fei's face bore a ferocious smile.

He held Jingtian Sanyi's chin with one hand and his head with the other, in opposite directions.

"No!"

Mr. Miyakozawa let out a painfully sharp scream.

Jingtian Sanyi was a banner for Sang Country Martial Arts.

His death at the hands of Yang Fei was a devastating blow to the national spirit and Martial Arts of Sang Country.

Such a tremendous loss was something the Martial Arts Circle of Sang Country couldn't bear.

And Mr. Miyakozawa could not shoulder such an enormous responsibility.

Amid Mr. Miyakozawa's screams, Yang Fei forcefully twisted his hands.

Crack!

Jingtian Sanyi's neck was twisted by Yang Fei, turning into a twisted mess.

From Jingtian Sanyi's throat came a chicken-like gurgling sound.

His eyes bulged out, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Mr. Miyakozawa's figure suddenly froze.

His heart plunged into an abyss without end.

The next second, Mr. Miyakozawa charged toward the ring like a deranged wolf.

"I'll kill you!"

Yang Fei casually tossed the limp body of Jingtian Sanyi onto the ring.

He laughed heartily with his head thrown back, full of bravado.

"Fine, let's fight another round!"

Beneath the ring, Mad Blade and Long Xia stood side by side, blocking Mr. Miyakozawa.

Though Yang Fei had fatally wounded Jingtian Sanyi, he had been injured and couldn't afford to face another top expert in combat.

However, a massive colliding force emitted from Mr. Miyakozawa, like a blasting cap.

He charged through their defense with brute force.

Long Xia and Mad Blade staggered back, parting to either side.

And Mr. Miyakozawa had already rushed onto the ring.

Above the ring, Yang Fei had suppressed his boiling Qi-Blood.

He shouted loudly, the Qi of Origin Core within the governor and conception vessels circulating at full speed, releasing the Martial Arts Energy Field silently and invisibly.

Mr. Miyakozawa could never have expected it.

He had already breached Danjin, causing his body to stiffen abruptly.

Seizing the moment, Yang Fei had already rushed to Mr. Miyakozawa's face.

With a Heartbreaking Kick, he hit Mr. Miyakozawa squarely in the chest.

Mr. Miyakozawa's body flew like a severed kite, crashing down below the ring.

This time, he'd miscalculated and immediately suffered greatly at the hands of Yang Fei.

The author has something to say:

After receiving notification from the editor, there will be a full-channel recommendation on the 25th and 26th of this month, and at that time, we will explode with 20-30 chapters. The previously mentioned early-month explosion of chapters has been slightly delayed.

Boil Wine sincerely apologizes, but there's nothing that can be done, as after all, Boil Wine is just a struggling writer who has to follow what the editor says. I can only try to update as much as possible at that time to repay everyone's generous support.

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