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The competition in Beicheng District ended quickly, and the winner was named "Sumu".

Su Mu looked ordinary, even a little thin, and wore ordinary gray cloth.

However, in Xia Qi's eyes, Su Mu's behavior was extremely strange.

When the opponent's attack came like a storm and was about to hit Su Mu, something incredible would always happen at the last moment.

Or the attack inexplicably "slides away", as if pushed away by an invisible force.

Or maybe Su Mu himself magically "shifted" a few inches at that moment and just avoided the attack.

In comparison, Su Mu's counterattack seemed extremely simple, without too many fancy moves, just simple straight punches, palm pushes or finger jabs.

But the terrifying thing is that no matter how his opponents dodge and move, they will eventually fall right at Su Mu's farthest attack distance, as if Su Mu could predict their movements in advance.

Sometimes, the opponent clearly saw Su Mu raising his hand, but before he could react, Su Mu's attack had already arrived like lightning.

This strange phenomenon made Xia Qi, a strong man at the half-step Dao Lord level, a little confused.

After just a moment's observation, Xia Qi immediately determined that this could not be explained by ordinary martial arts skills.

The ability demonstrated by Su Mu is obviously an ultimate understanding and application of the rules of space!

He can manipulate space at the microscopic level, folding and shifting space at a microscopic scale.

Moreover, he can do it with ease and without leaving any trace. This kind of control over the avenue of space is definitely at the top level even in the world of earthly immortals.

Among the human race, those who can master the avenue of space so deeply are almost rare, and the same is true for the demon race!

Only among the witch clan can one find such a person!

From this, Xia Qi could conclude in his heart that this person was definitely not an ordinary warrior, but must be a powerful person in the witch clan!
Only the descendants of the Wu clan of the Dijiang lineage are naturally close to the Great Way of Space. They can use the Great Way of Space to such a primitive level within the limitations of their mortal bodies.

At this moment, the representative of the "Shadowless Gate" from North City District who came to participate in the competition was so excited that his face turned red, although he also had no idea how Su Mu won.

At this point, the list of the top four was finally determined.

The winner of the South City Division was Xia Qi.

The winner of the West City Division is Bai Heer, whose identity is suspected to be Yun Zhen, the saint of Hunyuan Yiqi Sect, who masters the Great Way of Chaos.

The winner of the East City Division is named Yequan, who is suspected to be the descendant of "God" and has a clear understanding of the general trend of heaven and earth!

The champion of the North City Division is named Su Mu, a representative of the Shadowless Sect. He is suspected to be a powerful member of the Wu Clan and a descendant of Di Jiang.

It is a great honor and publicity opportunity for representatives from each martial arts school to enter the semi-finals.

Representatives from several sects were also very excited and congratulated each other.

But they were only polite on the surface, secretly they were constantly competing with each other in a sarcastic way.

At this moment, when these four people were invited to the main stage area and waited for the draw to decide their opponents, an invisible aura quietly flowed among them.

Bai Heer's eyes were as cold as stars. Her gaze lingered on Xia Qi and Su Mu for a moment, as if she was observing these two people.

Yequan was still as honest and simple as ever, with a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were as calm as an ancient well.

Xia Qi looked calm, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. There was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

In comparison, Su Mu seemed the calmest. He looked ahead with a blank look in his eyes, as if the whole world was isolated from him and his thoughts seemed to have drifted away into the sky.

Although they appear so calm on the surface, in fact, they both know that the other is not simple.

The air was filled with a subtle tension like when two top predators meet, like ferocious beasts, although they have not yet bared their fangs, both can feel the threat from each other.

Time passed quickly and the draw results came out soon.

The first semi-final was between Xia Qi and Su Mu!

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on these two people, looking forward to the start of this showdown.

Xia Qi and Su Mu looked at each other, and then stepped onto the largest arena in the center without hesitation.

Their steps were steady and confident, as if the entire ring had become their territory.

The gong sounded, and the battle officially began. Xia Qi knew very well that his opponent Su Mu was cunning, so he did not dare to be careless and decided to test the opponent's strength first.

Xia Qi took a deep breath, then took a step forward and used a "push hands" move containing the Baguazhang's twisting power, attacking Su Mu's middle gate like a gust of wind.

This move may seem simple, but it actually contains infinite variations and power.

However, Su Mu stood there as steadily as a mountain, not moving at all.

Just as Xia Qi's palm was about to touch Su Mu's collar, he suddenly felt that the space in front seemed to have changed.

It felt like the originally flat road suddenly turned into a piece of slippery glass. No matter how hard Xia Qi tried,
His palm could not move forward any further, and instead slid away along the invisible curve.

Not only that, the strength that was originally contained in his palms seemed to be removed by an invisible hand and disappeared without a trace.

Xia Qi was shocked, but he was a veteran master after all. He adjusted his state in an instant and changed his moves very quickly.

The Bagua steps under his feet were unfolded like flowing clouds and water. His figure flashed and instantly circled to the side of Su Mu.

Then, Xia Qi launched a fierce "palm chopping" without hesitation, slashing at Su Mu's ribs like lightning.

This palm was extremely fast and powerful. If Su Mu was hit, his ribs would probably be broken.

However, when Xia Qi's palm was only three inches away from Su Mu's body, he felt the abnormality of the space again.

This time, although the distortion of space was barely noticeable, it did affect his palm power.

His palm power seemed to have plunged into a sticky quagmire; its speed suddenly slowed down and its power was greatly reduced.

However, Su Mu just slightly turned his body and easily avoided the fatal blow.

Su Mu's counterattack was simple and direct, without any frills.

He flicked his fingers slowly in the direction of Xia Qi.

However, this seemingly random shot made Xia Qi's pupils shrink suddenly, and a strong sense of crisis hit him from the front like a storm! Xia Qi had no time to think, and he relied entirely on instinct and leaned back in an almost extreme manner to avoid Su Mu's seemingly ordinary attack.

"Hey!"

The collar of his shirt seemed to be torn open by an invisible hand. There was no sound at all, but a tear appeared in an instant.

However, this is just the beginning.

Su Mu's attacks came one after another like a storm, and every gust of wind hit Xia Qi's vital points accurately.

Although his attack frequency was not high, each move contained endless power, as if he wanted to tear Xia Qi apart completely.

Faced with Su Mu's fierce attack, Xia Qi did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

He brought the Baguazhang and Mizongquan he had learned to the extreme, and his footwork was like a ghost, dazzling the eyes.

His blood and energy surged in his body like a dragon, and every step he took was accompanied by powerful momentum, trying to resist Su Mu's attack.

Xia Qi's will was highly concentrated. He observed Su Mu's movements intently, trying to capture the pattern of his dodging.

However, Su Mu's control over space has reached a level that is almost perfect.

Not only could he easily distort the path of the attack, rendering Xia Qi's defense ineffective, he could also instantly transfer the attack to other locations, making Xia Qi unable to defend himself.

Moreover, Su Mu was able to create some small "wrinkles" or "stagnation" in the space, making Xia Qi's movements become more and more sluggish, as if he was restrained by an invisible force.

His breathing also began to become difficult, as if the entire ring had turned into a huge spider web and he was the prey caught in the web.

As time went by, Xia Qi had more and more wounds on his body.

Although these wounds were not fatal, they made him look miserable.

However, the imperial aura that he was so proud of was difficult to condense into shape under the suppression of the ubiquitous rules of space.

Most of the audience were confused.

Xia Qi seemed to be fighting with a "shadow", and his movements became slower and slower.
Every movement seemed to be dragged by an invisible force, which made people feel very weird.

But Su Mu seemed unusually relaxed. He seemed like he was taking a walk in his own back garden, only moving his fingers occasionally.

However, only a few top fighters and people like Master Chen could sense that a suffocating, invisible pressure was looming over the entire arena.

The pressure was as heavy as a mountain, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Suddenly, a silent spatial force appeared behind him like a ghost and hit his shoulder blade with lightning speed.

A sharp pain came instantly, and Xia Qi felt as if his shoulder blade was about to shatter. He could not help but groan, and his body staggered and almost fell to the ground.

At this moment, Su Mu's figure became extremely strange in Xia Qi's eyes.

Sometimes, Su Mu's figure seemed to be everywhere, and no matter how Xia Qi turned around, he could see Su Mu's figure.

But sometimes, Su Mu's figure seemed not to exist in this space at all, making Xia Qi completely unable to capture his trace.

The extreme sense of oppression brought by this avenue of space was enough to shake even the mind of a Half-Step Dao Lord like Xia Qi.

Under this extreme pressure, Xia Qi's will was compressed to the extreme, and countless images flashed through his mind in an instant.

Among them are the prayers and incense of hundreds of millions of people in the Great Xia Dynasty, the heavy dragon energy of the imperial way that has lasted for 30 million years, and the majesty of the emperor who rules the world.

What is the purpose of his pursuit of martial arts now?
Is it to be bound by rules and manipulated like now?

Do not!
The way of an emperor is to make rules, control rules, and master rules!
So what if it's space? In front of the true emperor, the whole world belongs to the king!

All the people in the world are the king's subjects! Even space should submit!

At this moment, an unprecedentedly powerful will suddenly erupted from the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness like a volcanic eruption!

This will is no longer as weak as before, but comes from the deepest part of his soul and is closely connected with the foundation of his great way. It is the will of the emperor engraved on the origin of his soul!

"Where I am, there is order!" Xia Qi let out a silent roar from deep in his heart.

He gave up all his moves without hesitation, completely ignoring the several spatial finger forces that Su Mu launched again to block all his evasive routes.

Xia Qi straightened his spine, as if his body was no longer that of an ordinary warrior, but an indestructible mountain.

He ignored the pain in his body and gathered all his energy, blood, will, and the majestic imperial will into his right fist.

At this moment, he seemed to no longer be the warrior on the ring.
Instead, the emperor sitting high above the nine heavens threw a punch that symbolized judgment at those territories that did not submit to him!
This punch did not involve any fancy techniques, nor did it have amazing speed or power; it just blasted forward slowly and firmly.

However, in this seemingly ordinary punch, there is endless majesty and dominance.

Wherever the fist passed, the originally invisible space folds, sticky space quagmire, and even the channel that Su Mu used to instantly transfer his attack were all torn and shattered as if they had met their natural nemesis!
In the face of the domineering and all-controlling imperial will, the spatial rules that Su Mu had carefully controlled,
Just like fragile ice and snow encountering the scorching sun, it began to quickly disintegrate and shatter, and finally had no choice but to surrender!

At this moment, in front of Xia Qi's fist, the space was making a slight "cracking" sound like glass shattering, unable to bear the weight.

Although the sound was slight, it seemed to foreshadow the imminent collapse of the space.

For the first time, a look of obvious astonishment appeared on Su Mu's originally calm face!
He could clearly feel that his control over that space was being forcibly taken away by a larger and more domineering will!
Xia Qi's "Emperor's Fist" carried an unstoppable momentum. Although its speed was not fast, it was like a mountain crushing an egg, and it penetrated the chaotic space forcefully.

This punch seemed to contain endless power and majesty, making it impossible to resist.

In a hurry, Su Mu desperately mobilized the power of space, trying to set up layers of defense in front of himself.

However, in front of the Emperor's Fist, his efforts seemed so pale and powerless.

Those layers of space barriers were like paper and were easily pierced and torn apart!
"Bang!" Accompanied by a dull thud, Xia Qi's fist finally hit Su Mu's chest firmly.

The power of this punch was so great that Su Mu's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Su Mu's body was like being hit by a heavy hammer. He flew backwards suddenly, drawing an arc in the air, and fell heavily on the edge of the ring, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Su Mu struggled and tried to get up, but the overbearing imperial will that invaded his body suppressed his blood and spatial force, making it impossible for him to gather strength for a while.

The look he gave Xia Qi was full of disbelief and a hint of...exploration.

At this moment, the old master who was also the referee was also stunned for a moment, and then he announced loudly:
"Sumu fell to the ground, and didn't get up for ten breaths! The winner is Xia Qi from the Secret Sect!" (End of this chapter)