"My sect really hadn't thought this through before, but since you asked, I'll come up with something good now. First, how about this name, just call it 'First.' 'First' works, 'Best in the World' isn't bad either, you name it."

"You little brat, are you mocking me? Do you really think I'm as stupid as you? 'First,' indeed! I'll make you the fastest to be wiped out!"

Feeling that Ling Zhenfei was insulting his intelligence, Liang Tian completely lost his temper.

"Do you want to fight me?"

"Exactly, I want to beat you until you're searching the ground for your teeth." Liang Tian felt like he was being driven crazy by the person in front of him.

"I also find you quite annoying and really want to give you a beating."

Ling Zhenfei said these words and then shouted to the people behind him: "Your leader, me, will personally fight this kid. This is a matter between bosses, none of you should intervene, none of you should get involved, just cheer me on."

After Ling Zhenfei finished speaking, he looked towards Liang Tian, "And you, need help? Call them quickly if you need to, because I am set on beating you."

"Nonsense, to deal with a little punk like you, I am enough on my own."

As Liang Tian spoke, he took off his upper garment and handed it to someone behind him, then walked towards Ling Zhenfei.

"Hold on, just fighting like this, is it interesting? How about we raise the stakes?"

"Not necessary. Beating a simpleton like you wouldn't give me any sense of accomplishment, what do I need stakes for?" He was about to strike, when suddenly Ling Zhenfei spoke again.

"Hold on, you might not want to add a wager, but I definitely want to. It's just my personality - I love to bet. I declare here that if you beat me, I will kneel and kowtow three times to you."

Liang Tian really felt like he was going insane, but since Ling Zhenfei had spoken in front of so many of his own subordinates, he couldn't stay silent, lest they think he was afraid.

"Fine, if I lose, I'll also kneel and give you three kowtows." After speaking, Liang Tian swung his hands and threw a punch at Ling Zhenfei.

Liang Tian was tall and had very long arms. His punch carried a gust of cold wind, showcasing the mighty force of his fist.

Ling Zhenfei quickly dodged, shifting to the side. There wasn't much else to say at this point, it was time to act.

Liang Tian was immensely strong, practiced horizontal training kung fu, and each of his punches stirred up a tempest. He utilized the Shaolin Arhat Fist mixed with some traces of Hung Kuen. Each style was incredibly fierce, and combined with his excellent cultivation of Inner Strength, both internally and externally, he could flexibly manipulate his Spiritual Power. At times, his fists would radiate with Spiritual Power, his Killing Aura striking terror.

With Liang Tian's external and internal skills, plus his control of Spiritual Power, even someone of the same cultivation level might not be his match. In terms of technique, Liang Tian was a cut above the rest.

What Ling Zhenfei lacked was control over his techniques. His rough-and-ready style relied almost entirely on the support of Inner Strength, aiming for supreme speed. Hence, virtually unbeatable in the realm of Chinese martial arts.

The higher the realm, the less one pursues techniques, because the higher the realm, the slower the actions of others appear in one's eyes, and conversely, one's own actions become quicker. Imagine someone using the slow-motion seen in movies to fight others. It's simply impossible to win that way.

Ling Zhenfei intentionally wanted to assess Liang Tian's martial arts, so from the start, he merely dodged by moving quickly. He had already reached the late stage of Mingmu Great Perfection, and the slight bottleneck was about to be broken through, but he was just short of a little opportunity.

At his realm, the opponents he encountered became fewer and fewer, and he cherished each battle as they were very useful for his breakthroughs and advancements.

Breaking through Mingmu to reach the Zhiyi state, even the peak of Mingmu Great Perfection couldn't compare to the initial stage of Zhiyi. The difference in realms was comprehensive, and it couldn't be compensated for by other factors.

Liang Tian clearly hadn't expected this Ling Zhenfei to be so capable. As soon as he made a move, he became serious. He knew his own martial arts well. From the outset of his career, there had been few who could retreat unscathed from his hands. Yet, this seemingly foolish person managed to neutralize all his techniques. Although his own offensive was fierce, he gained no advantage, which surprised him.

What was thought to be a lopsided battle unexpectedly took a long time. Liang Tian's attacks were fierce, but they were ineffective against Ling Zhenfei. Anxious, Liang Tian inadvertently quickened his movements and resorted to his ultimate skill, attacking Ling Zhenfei forcefully—he had already boasted, and he did not want to lose face in front of his subordinates.

Liang Tian's all-out effort actually pleased Ling Zhenfei. He had been studying Liang Tian's techniques all along, and the more he saw, the more he liked them. Chinese Martial Arts were vast and profound. Merely the variations and connections between techniques were a matter of awareness.

Watching the transitions in Liang Tian's techniques, Ling Zhenfei slowly entered a selfless state. In a trance, he could see all of Liang Tian's moves and their trajectories. It seemed he instinctively knew how to dodge and how to counter without much thought.

As Liang Tian's movements sped up, Ling Zhenfei's senses underwent another change. Once he saw Liang Tian's punch coming, he could discern the changes and path of Liang Tian's fist and even guess how he would change his next move. Several responses spontaneously formed in his mind.

With this change in Ling Zhenfei's sensations, suddenly a cool surge went from the top of his head to his heart, then from his heart to his dantian. In his dantian, it kept churning, and the surrounding spiritual power, finding a place to adhere to, crazily surged into Ling Zhenfei's body, all converging in the dantian.

Ling Zhenfei was stunned for a moment, "I've actually broken through."

It was truly incredible. Ling Zhenfei had suddenly broken through the Mingmu realm during the battle and had entered the Zhiyi realm.

The difference between the Mingmu and Zhiyi realms was exactly as he had perceived during the fight. In the Mingmu realm, one could see an opponent's fast punches attacking, while in the Zhiyi realm, one could know the variations in the opponent's next moves, allowing oneself to react earlier. This change was crucial.

The length of their exchange was a bit too long. Those from the Three Killers Club became very anxious as they could see that although Liang Tian's moves were powerful, he couldn't touch Ling Zhenfei at all as Ling Zhenfei dodged and maneuvered effortlessly, leaving Liang Tian frustrated.

"Shameless, if you're capable, don't just avoid our boss and fight him properly."

"Exactly, it's shameless to just dodge."

"Yeah, kid, if you're capable, stop dodging. Fight me a few moves, and see if I don't cripple you," Liang Tian, unable to bear it any longer, shouted at Ling Zhenfei.

"I'm afraid if I fought back, you'd fall right over," Ling Zhenfei responded.

"That's boasting. If you're capable, come on then, stop only bluffing," Liang Tian retorted.

"Alright, since you said so, I won't hold back anymore," Ling Zhenfei replied.

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