Liu Yao was not good at swimming. In his panic, Yang Fei grabbed his left hand.

He felt relieved and looked up at Yang Fei.

Under the sunlight, Yang Fei's face was sincere, without the triumph or arrogance that comes after a victory.

He smiled slightly, "Head Liu, got you."

After saying this, Yang Fei gave a strong toss, and Liu Yao's body floated lightly into the air.

Liu Yao grasped a crane's iron cable and was hoisted high into the air.

Then, he let go of the cable, jumped down, and landed precisely on the crane's cab.

Yang Fei released the cable, using its swinging force to propel himself into the air.

When he landed, he was standing right next to Liu Yao.

In this fight, Liu Yao admitted defeat and cupped his hands in respect towards Yang Fei.

"Thank you, Alliance Hierarch, for your mercy. I, Liu Yao, am truly convinced."

Yang Fei smiled slightly and returned the salute with cupped hands.

"Head Liu's skill is profound, I am also highly impressed."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yao's face turned red.

He thought Yang Fei was mocking him, but looking at Yang Fei's sincere and earnest expression, there was no trace of sarcasm.

In truth, Yang Fei did admire Liu Yao's kung fu.

Although he utilized the Phoenix Assault from the Yan Ru Scripture, which gave him an edge.

However, Yang Fei knew that it was the revolution of the Four Extremes within him that provided him with the powerful Qi of Origin Core.

Otherwise, Liu Yao's Eagle Claw and Light Body Kung Fu were extraordinary.

He might not have won so easily.

This time at Yinxue Tower, it seemed like a gathering of heroes from all over the world, there were indeed numerous experts.

The duel between the two only lasted less than two minutes, yet it was incredibly thrilling.

Liu Yao narrowly escaped death, and the many experts on the shore were all stunned.

At this moment, everyone somewhat understood Yang Fei's intentions.

This self-proclaimed Martial Alliance Leader actually harbored the thought of sweeping all martial artists under the heavens.

What surprised everyone the most was that this guy seemed to have an understanding of the fist techniques of all schools and sects.

Moreover, the fist techniques he displayed were all secret arts from each sect.

Techniques like the Eagle Claw School's Phoenix Assault and the Pigua Sect's Hang Oneself on the Southeast Branch were unknown even to their respective Sect Leaders.

What an incredible monster is this?

Yang Fei and Liu Yao descended from the crane.

Liu Yao bowed deeply to Yang Fei, then led the disciples of the Eagle Claw School away.

Si Ruoxi couldn't help but start applauding, while Mad Blade, Fan Yi, and others cheered loudly.

Not only did the crowd at Yinxue Tower applaud Yang Fei, but other heroes of the martial world were also impressed by Yang Fei's unparalleled demeanor, and all applauded him.

In an instant, the applause thundered across the dock.

By this moment, no one dared to look down on Yang Fei as the Martial Alliance Leader.

No one knew how many lost martial arts techniques this guy harbored.

In the Martial Contest for Discourse, no one used Essence Qi, nor were there injuries.

However, just the various lost techniques displayed by Yang Fei were enough to impress everyone.

In everyone's heart, they secretly pondered.

"Could this person truly be a direct descendant of the Martial God? Otherwise, how could he possess so many lost martial techniques?"

Before everyone's eyes, Yang Fei stood proudly, like a solitary peak rising from the earth.

With an amazing record of three victories in three battles, the breathtaking high-altitude duel just now, and the formidable strength he displayed.

All these contributed a kind of majestic and untouchable Divine Might to Yang Fei, making it hard for people to look directly at him.

Two kilometers away from Martial God Town, within the Pine Forest.

Master Zhiguan and Daoist Yichen both held binoculars, watching this thrilling battle from afar.

Master Zhiguan sighed softly.

"In every generation, talented people emerge, following the Martial God, another prodigy of martial arts has suddenly appeared."

Daoist Yichen's expression was mixed with both admiration and bitterness.

"So powerful, no wonder this kid had the audacity to hoist the banner of the Martial God."

"Even if I went up, I probably wouldn't be able to beat him. From now on, the martial world will regard him as supreme."

Master Zhiguan shook his head: "That may not be the case."

"The true experts have not yet appeared, it's not so simple for him to command the martial world, we might as well wait and see."

Yichen was silent, seemingly not in agreement with Master Zhiguan's words.

However, the world is vast, full of hidden talents, and Master Zhiguan's words were hard to refute.

By the dock, behind Yang Fei, was the vast flowing river.

Before him, surrounded by hundreds of top martial arts masters, all glaring at Yang Fei.

In modern civilized society, the false fame of being the best under the heavens is no longer important.

For many Chinese Martial Arts Masters, the title of being the best in the world is not as substantial as earning a few million more.

However, the significance represented by Yinxue Tower is truly extraordinary.

It can be said that Yinxue Tower has come to represent Huaxia Martial Arts.

Just like how Taekwondo represents Korean martial arts.

If Yinxue Tower were merely a deceptive organization, it would be the greatest desecration and insult to all Huaxia Martial Arts.

This is indeed a major matter concerning the reputation of all martial arts masters.

So, for Yang Fei as the Martial Alliance Leader, to gain everyone's recognition, he must accept the challenges from everyone.

Until no one stands out to challenge him.

This principle, Yang Fei understood, and so did everyone else.

Amid the silence, Yang Fei cupped his hands towards everyone, his voice not loud but firm.

"Yang Fei of Yinxue Tower continues to invite advice from heroes under the heavens!"

After saying this, he spoke no more and stood steadily as if he were a cast-iron stake.

A few minutes later, a deep and heavy voice spoke.

"Wang Jian, Wang Jie of Trigrams Sect, request advice from Mr. Yang."

The crowd parted like waves, and two men in their forties stepped forward, cupping their fists to Yang Fei.

The two had similar facial features, but the one on the left had a small lump on his ear.

As he walked, his steps were heavy, stirring up dust.

The one on the right, however, moved lightly and silently, not kicking up any dust.

Clearly, the martial arts realm of these two had reached the level of making the weighty seem light, just one step away from Core Formation to Divine Communication.

Yang Fei returned the salute, and his eyes narrowed: "Please!"

The brothers Wang Jie and Wang Jian were very famous in the northern martial arts circle.

Their ancestors received the true teachings of the Trigrams Palm from Grandmaster Dong Haichuan.

For over a hundred years, the Wang family continued to study and practice, pushing the Roaming Bagua Palm to its limits.

In the entire martial arts circle, the Wang family's Roaming Bagua Palm was renowned.

The brothers Wang Jie and Wang Jian were in the eyewear business.

Jingyi Eyeglasses Firm was spread nationwide, and even in Europe and America, they had their eyewear shops.

However, few knew that these big business owners were also top-tier grandmasters.

Wang Jian and Wang Jie both wore traditional Tang suits favored by martial artists and cloth shoes with thousands of layers, looking every bit the grandmasters.

Yang Fei saw the two of them move in coordination, their steps harmonious, with eyes and hands all in sync.

He understood their martial arts skills were extraordinary.

And their cooperation was far from simple.

Yang Fei learned from their self-introduction that the elder of the brothers was Wang Jian.

Wang Jian was the man with a lump on his ear, and his younger brother Wang Jie always followed behind him.

Wang Jian courteously cupped his fists to Yang Fei.

"Hello, Mr. Yang. My brother and I have great admiration for your skills after witnessing them."

"We would like to perform a set of secret Roaming Bagua Palm techniques to seek your guidance."

Yang Fei nodded, while Wang Jie sneered with a smug expression.

"Kid, my brother and I intend to use numbers to overpower you, you'd better be prepared."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jian's face immediately turned dark.

Laughter erupted from the crowd.

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