Chinese Superman

"Buzz"

The bronze light of the Overlord Cauldron that Xiang Xiaohu wore around his neck intensified, and a circle of ancient cauldron phantoms expanded outwards, then vanished in a flash, transforming into a powerful "divine force" that flowed into his body.

The relic unleashed a mysterious power, protecting it with immense strength!

Xiang Xiaohu's already strong body bulged with muscles and veins, almost tearing his clothes. The alloy floor beneath his feet was even dented by his feet!

In that instant, Xiang Xiaohu's punching power easily broke through the so-called "nine bulls and two tigers" and reached an astonishing level of 100,000 jin.

"Boss, I'm here!"

He stomped his foot hard, and like a cannonball, he threw another punch at Xia Xinghan.

The small fist contained immense force, tearing through the air with a fierce gale. Even though the attack hadn't actually landed, it still caused a stinging pain on the skin.

Xia Xinghan remained standing in the same spot, but this time he changed his fist to a palm, his five fingers slightly spread, and his small hand lightly pressed forward and upward.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, fists and palms collided, and a white shockwave exploded outwards, scattering in all directions.

however.

Xiang Xiaohu's immense strength, enough to split rocks and shatter stone, struck Xia Xinghan's small palm, yet it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea; he couldn't even bend Xia Xinghan's arm in the slightest.

Xia Xinghan's feet didn't budge an inch, as if he had received not a violent punch, but a falling feather.

"ha!"

Xiang Xiaohu glared and roared, his sleeves ripped open, and his arm muscles swelled up again as he punched, increasing his strength from 100,000 jin to 200,000 jin.

He unleashed all his life's learning, bringing the essence of the Overlord's Fixed Fist taught by Xia Xinghan to its fullest potential, even achieving a state where the fist's energy condensed but not released, adhering to the tip of his fist.

Fists, palms, elbows, knees... the attacks were like a storm, the force was fierce and unparalleled, each strike was enough to break the bones and tendons of an ordinary Transcendent Realm cultivator.

"Puff puff puff puff"

White shockwaves continued to explode, echoing dully sounds across the empty training ground.

"As expected of the number one person in the Opening Heaven Class, his strength is terrifying."

"The boss was completely outmatched!"

"Little Nezha... will he be alright...?"

"The underling beats the boss, rebelling against the Heavenly Gang."

"Quickly, go and fetch Teacher Li! We can't let anything really happen!"

The onlookers were filled with trepidation.

With a force of 200,000 jin, plus the protection of the top-level martial arts Overlord Dingding Fist, even an armored tank was smashed into a cratered iron disc by Xiang Xiaohu.

Can……

Xia Xinghan remained steadfast, like a reef amidst raging waves.

He didn't even move his feet; with just one hand, he easily neutralized all of Xiang Xiaohu's attacks by blocking, parrying, deflecting, or deflecting them.

The movements were fluid and effortless, as if an adult were playing with a child.

Actually... even if Xia Xinghan stood still and let Xiang Xiaohu attack him, his defenses wouldn't be broken.

After a while, Xiang Xiaohu stopped, panting heavily, his forehead covered in sweat, his eyes filled with helplessness and deep admiration.

"I admit defeat," he said, panting heavily. "Boss, you're amazing! It seems that without using the true power of the Overlord Cauldron, it would be absolutely impossible to force you to back down even a step."

Xia Xinghan smiled calmly, withdrew her small hand, and said with a hint of regret and curiosity, "What a pity. Actually, I was quite eager to see what kind of power a Grade A relic could possess if its full potential was unleashed."

So far, he has seen many wondrous relics and experienced the grand artistic conception of world-class and national treasure relics.

But I have never personally witnessed any of the relics unleashing their full power in the hands of the wielder.

This has instilled in him a deep curiosity about the practical application potential of the relics.

Seeing Xia Xinghan's nonchalant attitude, Xiang Xiaohu remained somewhat unwilling: "Boss, I know you're letting me win, but I also want to know just how strong you really are."

"You make your move, let me try it out."

"Want to give it a try?"

"Um!"

Xiang Xiaohu assumed a defensive stance and nodded with his tiger-like head.

"Try it and you'll die, Little Tiger, watch out!"

Xia Xinghan suddenly moved.

Unlike Xiang Xiaohu, who relied on brute force to unleash his speed, he seemed to be born that fast, like a cheetah, like a flying man, rushing to Xiang Xiaohu's side in a flash.

Xiang Xiaohu's pupils suddenly contracted, and he felt a blur before his eyes. His face immediately turned pale with shock, and he quickly threw out both fists, replacing defense with offense.

"Buzz"

The spiritual energy in his dantian surged and was released in its entirety. Two giant bronze cauldrons spun out and flew out, alternating between the two, forming a defensive barrier between them.

"Their reaction speed and adaptability are quite good."

Xia Xinghan nodded to himself, paused deliberately for a moment, then clenched his fist and punched out.

"Thump! Bang!!"

The two resounding sounds almost overlapped and exploded together.

The bronze cauldron phantoms arranged in front and behind seemed to explode at the same time, shattering into pieces. A small figure rushed out from the broken cauldron phantoms and went straight to Xiang Xiaohu.

"How is this possible? Two cauldron-shaped fist formations couldn't stop him in an instant?"

Xiang Xiaohu was horrified and retreated rapidly, trying to create distance while crossing his arms in front of his chest. Unfortunately, he was still a step too slow.

Xia Xinghan punched Xiang Xiaohu in the arm, sending him flying a hundred meters away like a cannonball, crashing straight into a pile of sandbags.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh"

The sandbag burst open, and thousands of grains of sand poured out and flowed.

The battle situation changed so quickly that everyone was stunned, their mouths slightly open, but their throats seemed to be blocked, and they could not make a sound.

"Where is Wang Nezha? Is he alright?"

Teacher Li rushed over in a great hurry.

"Tell me, how can Xiang Xiaohu be so reckless? It's one thing for him to hit classmates who are older than him, but how can he bully those who are younger... Where is Xiang Xiaohu?!"

When Teacher Li saw Xia Xinghan standing unharmed on the training field, he was suddenly taken aback.

Xia Xinghan pointed to the sandbag pile in the distance and said, "Teacher Li, hurry and save Xiaohu!"

Teacher Li rushed over, pulled Xiang Xiaohu out of the broken sandbag, briefly checked his injuries, and replied with a smile, "It's nothing, just a few broken bones. As long as it's not a fatal injury, it's fine. A mere fracture is nothing. Huang Tao is the best person to say that."

Huang Tao: "..."

Teacher Li, thank you for your dental work!

At this moment, Xia Xinghan suddenly turned his head, his eyes sweeping over the group of eager students from the pioneer class outside the training field, and a clear, childlike voice rang out:

"Since you're already here, what do you say? One-on-one, or one-on-one?"

One of the students from the pioneering class paused for a moment, then subconsciously asked, "What's the difference between two one-on-one fights?"

Xia Xinghan tilted his head and explained with an innocent expression, "The first duel was one-on-one between me and you guys. As for the second duel..."

He held up his little finger and drew a circle around all the students in the pioneering class.

"I can take on your entire class by myself."

"Hahahahaha!"

A loud, booming laugh rang out.

A particularly burly, muscular boy from the Pidi Class strode out, his voice booming like thunder, "Such a small man, but quite the big talker!"