Creak!

Qin Yang's expression was indifferent, as he clenched his right fist, which shimmered with dazzling starlight, akin to the stars in the sky.

Boom!

Then, under everyone's gaze, that star fist, as immense and powerful as a mountain, crashed down on Nangong Yunfeng, who was holding the green Phoenix Seal.

Bang Boom!

The star fist collided with the green Phoenix Seal in Nangong Yunfeng's hand, instantly causing several cracks to appear on it, and then, it exploded with a roar, dispersing into green firelight.

The immense and powerful star fist then smashed onto Nangong Yunfeng's right palm.

Crack!

A crisp sound of bone cracking was heard.

"Ah...!"

Following this was a miserable cry, and a figure spewing fresh blood from his mouth was thrown off the Martial Arts Arena.

Boom~!

That figure flew violently off the Martial Arts Arena and then crashed heavily onto the hard stone ground.

All the eyes below the stage simultaneously looked towards that figure, and then, their expressions all changed together.

Because the person who was blasted off was none other than Nangong Yunfeng.

"Puff...!"

Once on the ground, Nangong Yunfeng spat out another mouthful of blood, his face turning pale.

"One punch, was this match over with just one punch?"

A young disciple showed a hint of daze, saying in amazement.

The others also had some dazed looks on their faces, but after a moment, they regained their senses and all eyes turned back to the young figure on the stage.

What was expected to be a fierce contest ended with just one punch.

"Yunfeng, this...!"

Watching Nangong Yunfeng fly out, the second elder, Nangong Haotian, had his angular old face change instantly.

His grandson had indeed improved a lot, and even among the young disciples of the Nangong Clan, he was considered quite talented. He thought he could easily deal with that kid, but this was the outcome.

Nangong Feng and Nangong Chen exchanged a glance, with a flicker in their eyes, clearly surprised by Qin Yang's strength.

Especially Nangong Chen, who initially wanted to take this opportunity to observe the mysterious techniques of Daoism but didn't expect it to end so quickly, all with just one punch.

"Hehe, Brother Qin Yang is still the best."

Zilan smiled slightly, and said.

"I say, girl, you are part of the Nangong Clan, aren't you? Our clan's young member got beaten, and you're this happy?"

Hearing Zilan's words, Nangong Feng shook his head slightly, looking at his precious daughter somewhat speechlessly.

"It's that Nangong Yunfeng guy, always picking on Brother Qin Yang."

At these words, Zilan blushed slightly, sticking out her little fragrant tongue, and said.

"He is very strong, Yunfeng and he are clearly not on the same level."

At this moment, Nangong Huozhu slightly parted her mouth in surprise, but quickly regained her composure, with a hint of seriousness in her beautiful eyes.

"Indeed, his strength is not weak, and he might just be able to compare with us."

Beside her, Nangong Feiyang nodded, gently putting his hands behind his back.

"Interesting."

Nangong Yi's lips curved into a smirk, a hint of coldness in his gaze, with a battle intent rising in the depths of his eyes.

"You, how has your strength improved so much..."

Below the Martial Arts Arena, Nangong Yunfeng's face was deathly pale, looking terribly ugly, and his eyes were filled with shock, permeated with disbelief.

He had been cultivating diligently, leveraging the Nangong Clan's Holy Land to smoothly breakthrough to the Innate Realm Second Layer, yet not only had the gap with this kid not narrowed, but in just one exchange, he was knocked off with a single punch!

Thinking of this, Nangong Yunfeng's face grew even uglier. Dammit, he'd worked so hard and yet wasn't this kid's match.

Qin Yang casually glanced at Nangong Yunfeng. Nangong Yunfeng was only at the Second Layer of the Innate Realm, while Qin Yang had slain Ancient Martial Artists at the peak of the Fifth Layer.

Qin Yang, who had now advanced to the Middle Stage of the Immortal Master Realm, had his strength increased far more than the gap between the First Layer and Second Layer of the Innate Realm for Nangong Yunfeng.

Each advancement for a Cultivator brings a tremendous leap in strength, which is often why high-tier cultivators can crush low-tier ones easily.

Currently, Qin Yang wasn't bothered with Nangong Yunfeng, a mere Nangong Yunfeng was not in his concern. Just as Qin Yang was about to step off the Martial Arts Arena, a slightly cold voice came.

"Wait a moment."

Upon hearing this cold voice, everyone's gaze uniformly turned in one direction.

There stood Nangong Feiyang, Nangong Yi, and others, and it was Nangong Yi, one of the three genius disciples of the Nangong Clan, who spoke.

"Brother Qin Yang, with such high strength, Nangong Yi also wishes to seek your guidance."

Nangong Yi looked at Qin Yang with cold, proud eyes, then stepped up, treading on a step formed by True Essence Power, onto the Martial Arts Arena.

"It's Brother Yi."

"Brother Yi is going to act."

"..."

Below, hundreds of young disciples became excited instantly, with eyes full of reverence and fervor looking at the cold, proud Nangong Yi on stage.

After all, Qin Yang was a stranger to them. Seeing him blast their excellent Nangong Clan disciple, Nangong Yunfeng, off the board with just one punch left many of the clan members feeling a bit stifled. As members of the Nangong Clan, they were extremely proud.

In the Ancient Martial Realm, the Nangong Clan was at the very top, with a handful of factions having comparable strength.

Now, with Nangong Yi on the Martial Arts Arena, it naturally ignited fervor in their hearts, as in their minds, the prestige of the three genius disciples of the Nangong Clan surpassed even some Elders.

"Oh, you want to join as well?"

Qin Yang raised an eyebrow, looking at Nangong Yi with a slightly interested look.

"Indeed, I'd humbly ask for Brother Qin Yang's guidance."

Nangong Yi coldly glanced at Qin Yang, then slowly unsheathed the chilling White Rainbow Sword, angling it downward.

Boom!

An earth-shattering icy Sword Intent erupted from Nangong Yi.

"Sword Intent, this guy has actually condensed some Sword Intent."

Qin Yang's eyebrow raised, eyes slightly focused, then looked towards the Treasure Sword in Nangong Yi's hand.

"Is that the White Rainbow Sword in his hand? Another Ancient Famous Sword, no?"

Qin Yang's eyes landed on the Treasure Sword in Nangong Yi's hand, gaze slightly condensing, judging the sword by its form and color, it should be the ancient famous sword of Huaxia, the White Rainbow Sword.

"Alright, battling you isn't without merit, however, such a plain fight lacks excitement."

Qin Yang looked at the towering, ancient Vermilion Bird Flame Tower on the plaza, a light flashing in his eyes, then said.

"What do you mean?"

Nangong Yi raised a cold, proud eyebrow, asking.

"Of course, it needs a little bonus."

Qin Yang chuckled lightly, saying.

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