With a solid foundation and mastery of fists and feet, he is a promising talent in the martial arts world!

When Bai Qi stomped his foot, the force spread out like a boulder falling into a calm lake, causing shocking waves. If it were someone like Song Qiying from Black River County, they would surely be thrown into chaos.

But Yan Qing’s reaction was extremely fast; his lower body stood firm, and his muscles writhed and tightened like a treasure robe hanging between a jade tree. Even if a fierce wind were howling, it could only ruffle it, not blow it away.

"Relying solely on innate divine power to defeat me... Wishful thinking!"

Next, Yan Qing’s face flushed red, and he spewed out rolling white qi from his mouth and nose. His heart thumped violently, pumping thick blood with a rushing sound.

In an instant, his vigorous qi blood, exchanged five times, filled his entire body, making him grow larger by two circles out of thin air. The power in his right arm continued to surge, his large hand opening like a fan, causing sharp, whistling flows!

At the same time, his newly robust stature moved like a dragon across the earth, crossing forty or fifty steps in the blink of an eye, breaking through the raised dirt!

"This is the ’Palace Dragon Step’ and ’Shanglong Strength’."

Bai Qi’s gaze remained calm; the deeper he practiced the "Jiaofu Huangquan Sutra," the more peaceful his mind became.

In this moment, he almost abandoned all distracting thoughts.

The so-called Five Dragons are the Five Immortals of the Daoist legends.

Horned Dragon, the Wood Immortal; Fire Dragon, the Fire Immortal; Shanglong, the Golden Immortal; Feathered Dragon, the Water Immortal; Palace Dragon, the Earth Immortal.

Based on ancient legends, the Five Dragon Sect developed five superior kung fu techniques: "Horned Dragon Stake," "Fire Dragon Qi," "Shanglong Strength," "Feathered Dragon Palm," and "Palace Dragon Step."

These techniques complement each other, connecting seamlessly in a marvelously intricate way.

"It’s a pity, your kung fu is not yet perfected."

Bai Qi’s thoughts flashed like lightning. Seeing Yan Qing unleash his ultimate move with all his might, he still had the leisure to ponder. If he were to strike, he should use the Horned Dragon Stake to dissipate the force, incorporate Fire Dragon Qi, then apply Shanglong Strength, unleash Feathered Dragon Palms with both hands, and step with Palace Dragon Step.

The five elements mutually generate, the five dragons ascend to heaven, and everything in their path is unstoppable!

But Yan Qing’s power is insufficient to support the complexity of this move!

He could only derive power from the earth to metal, adding a few more powerful yet sluggish strokes!

"Imperfect, thus flawed."

Bai Qi’s intent opened up, and the once-overwhelming Yan Qing immediately became like a drunken brute, with airtight palm strikes full of errors.

He twisted and sidestepped slightly, cleverly avoiding the large fan-like hand.

"Where are you going?"

Yan Qing, considering his vigorous qi blood, relentlessly pursued by switching to the torrential Feathered Dragon Palm.

Within just three breaths, he struck nineteen times in a flash!

It was as if nineteen iron hammers smashed into the air, creating a raging cyclone, leaving the surrounding open space in disarray!

Onlookers watched with hearts pounding, fearing even an ironclad man would be pummeled to a pulp!

"Something’s wrong!"

Yet despite his dominance, Yan Qing furrowed his brows tightly. No matter how he exerted his skills, he couldn’t touch even the corner of Bai Qi’s clothing.

That upright silhouette, spine vibrating, gave a bizarre illusion of appearing and disappearing, growing and shrinking, impossible to grasp.

Deep in thought, Yan Qing seemed to realize something, breaking out in a cold sweat.

For Bai Qi’s body technique was unmistakably a secret pass-down of the Five Dragon Sect!

"Hidden and shape-shifting! This is Palace Dragon Step!"

"I said, your kung fu is decent, but not deep enough."

With another step in the muddy stride, Bai Qi dodged the fierce downward pressing palm, his five fingers like an antelope hanging lateral, gently gripping Yan Qing’s shoulder.

"In trouble!"

This action was gentle beyond belief, yet it terrified Yan Qing, turning his face pale.

He gritted his teeth, suddenly stomping the ground to borrow strength, forcibly embedding a couple of inches into the soil!

Boom!

It was as if thunder exploded from the ground, shaking dust and layers of wall paint off the martial arts halls on both sides!

His body seemed forged of iron and bronze, muscles tensed into tight knots, difficult even for swords to leave marks on!

"Too late."

With an impassive expression, Bai Qi knew well the Five Grand Captures of Tongwen Hall excelled in Muscle and Bone Separation. With an unadorned yank, paired with his terrifying strength from exchanging blood ten times, even a monstrous fiend of seven or eight centuries would be torn asunder!

"Not, deep, enough."

When these three words reached Yan Qing’s ears, he felt a severe pain surging!

Hot blood fountained, dyeing half his body red!

Muscles shredded, major tendons snapped!

Below both shoulders, white jagged bones were exposed.

"Hah... how did you learn it?"

Yan Qing’s breath was a chaotic whirlwind, his mighty strength flowing away like a ruptured waterskin, unable even to stand upright.

His legs suddenly buckled, forcing him to kneel, yet his eyes were locked onto Bai Qi, who casually ripped off both his arms.

To lose to a disciple of Ninghai Zen might have been within expectations, but to be defeated by the very secret techniques of the Five Dragon Sect was truly unforeseen.

"Let me tell you a secret that after tonight, everyone in Yihai Prefecture will know."

Bai Qi spoke calmly, bringing his two fingers together, and pointed towards Yan Qing’s forehead:

"Ninghai Zen’s personal disciple is a peerless genius!"

Shhh!

Force burst forth, like an arrow piercing through the skull.

"Peerless?"

Yan Qing’s gaze halted, his body seeming to soften, lifelessly toppling over.

"So this is settling the account, then?"

Imitating his master, Bai Qi folded his hands behind his back, his clothing flaring as he stepped over the corpse, continuing forward.

Passing by the empty Five Dragon Sect’s Martial Arts Hall, he turned to the elder seated in the grand chair and grinned:

"Old fool, congratulations on yet another dead disciple, your sect will now utterly lose its legacy.

By the way, remember my name, so you can convey it underground.

Black River County, Bai Qi, Bai Qilang."

The disabled elder with amputated arms gritted his teeth tightly, causing a grinding sound and oozing blood, yet unable to utter half a word.