Inside his body, muscles and bones rubbed together, producing a clashing sound like steel and iron forged a thousand times.

Brimming with great power, he strode forward!

The Hundred Rings Square seemed to be overturned by his steps, with waves of thick air slamming against the sturdy courtyard walls, forcing Housekeeper Gui to retreat repeatedly, his face full of shock:

"Damn it, how is this like a Second Cultivation?!"

Dust and smoke rose, Du Ping Sect extended his hands, his fingers spread wide, crashing toward Bai Qi.

The latter did not flinch or flee, meeting him with palms outward, clasping tightly as if ten sharp swords and ten treasured blades were striking suddenly, an ear-piercing sonic wave instantly burst, almost tearing the eardrums!

Both went low, and the ground within a thirty-foot radius cracked and collapsed, despite the flagstones nearby, they could not escape fracture, even the stone lion placed at the entrance of a Martial Arts Hall cracked in two.

Originally stepping out of the Martial Arts Hall, the practitioners quickly retreated, such extreme exertion, if caught in the aftermath, the flesh would turn to mush on the spot!

"This Bai guy, could he have had a fortuitous encounter?"

"His physique is inhuman, his Qi Blood is inhuman, and his martial arts... how could Black River County produce such a monster?"

"Brother Du has actually met a worthy opponent!"

The martial artists exchanged glances, this child was not yet of age, in another ten years, wouldn’t he be another Ninghai Zen?

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"The grievances of the martial arts world are quite bizarre, aren’t they? You and I clearly don’t know each other, yet must engage in a life-and-death duel."

Du Ping Sect exerted force with his arms, assuming the posture of a child praying to Buddha, pressing his hands on Bai Qi’s, dark muscles squirming, squeezing out more Qi Blood.

All the veins stood out on his muscles, like dragons and snakes entangled, or ravenous beasts and hungry ghosts, complemented by the fierce tattoo of a black dragon, like the guardian deity in the Eight-Section Pagoda!

"You once had the chance to go to Celestial Water Prefecture, follow the Silver Hammer Grand Protector into the ranks, and surely shine, why not choose?"

Bai Qi’s Qi Blood surged, as if he’d had a sip of drink, his face slightly flushed, his legs sank into the soil, almost stepping out a deep pit.

This Iron Buddha Sect Brother Du was indeed the mightiest "peer" of similar age he had ever seen!

"I am without parents, raised by the master. He is gone, so I must guard Iron Buddha Sect."

Du Ping Sect spoke while still breathing in and out, deep like muffled thunder:

"Before dying, my master instructed me to leave the martial arts scene, Hundred Rings Square is a place of trouble; if involved, trapped by ’morality’ and ’rules,’ you can’t escape."

Crash!

His fiery Qi Blood boiling, almost evaporating moisture, making the surroundings hot and dry.

That Chaotic Heaven Red Silk danced in the air, the force emerging from Du Ping Sect’s physical shell overwhelmed layer upon layer, violently assaulting the upright figure.

"Third-Stage Skin Cultivation Barrier is indeed extraordinary!"

Bai Qi’s arm seemed pressured by a great mountain, sinking continuously, as did his body.

In his eyes, the Chaotic Heaven Red Silk had the momentum to stir the sea, churning all the smoke and dust around.

"My master said, rules are self-drawn circles; if you want out, you can get out.

Born in Yihai Prefecture, raised in Hundred Rings Square, living on martial arts, learning the ways of combat... Brother Du, it’s not that you can’t escape, you don’t want to leave!"

Du Ping Sect’s gaze was bewildered:

"Is it so? Actually... it’s also quite good, born here, and die here.

Little Brother Bai, since you still have strength left, why not quickly use it? I can’t hold back anymore!"

He slightly opened his lips, exhaling lightly, vigorous Vitality Essence dispersed, pulling back turbulent air currents, pouring entirely into that blood-glimmering Chaotic Heaven Red Silk, fire raging, forming thousands of intense lights, seemingly to bind Bai Qi, this furious dragon!

"Alright."

Seeing Du Ping Sect, whose brows were rolling with red blood beads, his energy pushed to the limit, Bai Qi’s heart thudded rapidly, his surging Qi Blood condensed into a bright, radiant Treasure Pearl.

The focused thoughts melding with lively blood energy, the Nine Oxen and Two Tigers divine seed added to the physical shell, his pressed-down palm suddenly halted, stopping its momentum, then inch by inch rising.

I died over four hundred times to learn this!

Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants Prison-Suppression Skill!

"This is..."

In Du Ping Sect’s eyes flashed a look of astonished amazement, his proud Infinite Sea Assembly’s power compared now to Bai Qi, was like a speck of dust to a mountain.

The Chaotic Heaven Red Silk dancing in open air was easily torn apart by the dragon’s claws, then heavily stamped out by divine elephant’s tread!

In this instant, Bai Qi seemed to transform into an immense Buddha Dragon Elephant, suppressing the eighteen levels of hell, grand power piercing everything!

The mystery and true meaning of the Three Altars Sea Assembly Primordial Strength were instantly crushed!

"Tongwen Hall True Skill!"

For the first time, Bai Qi activated this true skill using the Nine Oxen and Two Tigers Dao Seed, even his robust physical shell almost couldn’t endure, emitting faint whines, nearly unable to contain his Qi Blood, causing all eighty-thousand hair pores to emit a red mist.

"So, this is true skill!

Dragon Elephant Prison Suppression, boundless vastness! Such strength!"

Du Ping Sect’s two thousand-pound hands were lifted inch by inch, until completely broken apart, that iron Buddha-like physical shell even stepped back several paces.

He heard Bai Qi’s answer, couldn’t help but praise, immediately, with utter contentment, he closed his eyes.

"Three Altars Sea Assembly, Chaotic Heaven Red Silk! Great spirit!"

Bai Qi also respected, unexpected that such an old-fashioned place as the martial arts scene could produce such heroes.

He slightly bowed, as if saying goodbye, passed Du Ping Sect directly without hesitation, moving forward.

The martial artists’ gaze tracked this first young master of Hundred Rings Square, about three or four breaths later, joints, chest, back, all burst out one stream of blood arrows!

"Exhausted to death!"

"Can’t even hold back at Third-Stage cultivation?"

"This is Iron Buddha Sect’s Du Ping Sect!"

"Unstoppable force..."

Seeing that even Du Ping Sect couldn’t halt Bai Qilang, all the practitioners were grief-stricken, initially exceedingly cold naked killing intent finally receded like the tide, disappearing completely.

Sitting in the doorway, whether disabled or aged, the martial arts hall masters looked like the last glimmer of hope had been cut off, their expressions dazed, as if in stupefaction.

"What virtue did Ninghai Zen accumulate to find a disciple like this monster?"

Then, under a series of powerless gazes, the upright young man crossed the long street.

No more obstacles!

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"Is my disciples’ disciple so sharp?"

Chen Xing stood up, single-handedly gripping Weng Xiusheng, who felt as if his backbone had been removed, his eyes showing admiration:

"Passing down the Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants... Haha, the seventh generation grandmaster has successors!"

He laughed heartily, fingers suddenly clenched, powerfully snapping the neck of a Four Cultivation Grandmaster.

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"Disciple Bai Qi, pays respect to Master."

A moment later, Bai Qi stepped into the Inheritance Hall, looking to the white-haired elder seated in the main hall, corpse underfoot, hands clasped in salute.

The latter joyfully beckoned:

"Hai Chan indeed chose a good seedling for Tongwen Hall, a good legacy!

After finishing this cup of tea, Master will take you to kill!"