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"Emperor's Fist!"

One punch, unleashed!

Above the fist, the Emperor's Shadow looked down, golden light and raging flames intertwined, and the temperature of the entire martial arts hall suddenly rose!

Opposite them, the monstrous Tie Zheng charged forward with a raging, blood-red wind, his fists brimming with the full power gained from consuming the Blood God Pill.

Two fists collided with a deafening roar!

"boom!!!"

A powerful shockwave erupted, exploding in a ring shape!

next second!

"Snap!"

The sound of bones cracking was crisp and piercing.

Iron-blooded arm broke apart inch by inch, starting from the fist!

The Emperor's Fist was unstoppable, crushing the severed arm and slamming heavily into his chest!

"boom!"

The sternum has collapsed!

The potent medicinal power dissipated instantly under that punch, like boiling water poured on snow.

Tie Zheng's bloodshot eyes suddenly cleared.

He finally snapped out of his frenzy.

"No...no!"

Jiang Feng's eyes were icy cold, showing no sign of sympathy.

A sudden burst of power!

"Snap!!!"

The spine of the dragon was severed instantly!

The hidden force surged into Tie Zheng's body like thousands of red-hot steel needles, relentlessly strangling his meridians and internal organs!

"puff!"

Tie Zheng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and his whole body flew out like a broken sack, crashing heavily onto the arena.

His entire body was covered in sores that there wasn't a single patch of healthy flesh.

He lay there limply, his chest rising and falling weakly, only exhaling, not inhaling.

The pale light from the martial arts school ceiling was reflected in his unfocused pupils.

……

The entire venue was deathly silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with horror.

"Holy crap! Holy crap! Tie Zheng lost!"

"It wasn't just a loss! We were completely crippled!"

"My God! Jiang Feng went way too far!"

"No! Just now, Tie Zheng... it seemed like he mutated?!"

"That appearance...it looks a bit like a strange beast?!"

"How did a friendly sparring match turn into a life-or-death battle?!"

Those who had previously clamored for Tie Zheng to beat Jiang Feng up were now all silent, their faces pale.

It's too cruel.

This is absolutely brutal!

Is Jiang Feng still a student?!

He's a god of death!

Having grown up in an ivory tower, they had never witnessed such a brutal battle!

Even seasoned veterans like Jin Muyang and Gu Yuanchao turned pale and looked at Jiang Feng with a hint of fear in their eyes.

If it were them, could they have blocked that punch?!

Meanwhile, some quick-thinking people have already realized what's going on.

"Wait! How could Jiang Feng be no match for Tie Zheng?"

"Complete domination! Complete domination from start to finish!"

"He did it on purpose! He deliberately feigned weakness, waiting for Tie Zheng to reveal a weakness!"

Thinking hard!

From the very first move, Jiang Feng controlled the rhythm of the battle!

Just now.

"Whoosh!"

A beautiful figure in purple shot down from the spectator stands.

"Tie Zheng!"

"you……"

As the homeroom teacher, Liu Yuyan witnessed her students, whom she had taught for three years, being beaten into such a miserable state.

How could she possibly tolerate this?!

Almost losing her senses, she instinctively swung her hand, striking Jiang Feng directly in the back!

Disqualify her students!

Unforgivable!

Seeing this, Jiang Feng frowned deeply.

This stupid woman is beyond saving!

However, that Emperor Fist had exhausted all his true energy. Now, let alone making a move, even the slightest movement caused a needle-like pain in his meridians.

At the critical moment!

"boom!"

A terrifying pressure swept out from the stands above!

Longyuan has made his move.

He simply raised his hand and waved it in the air.

A burst of true energy arrived first, intercepting Liu Yuyan's palm strike. Its remaining force sent her staggering back more than ten steps!

Liu Yuyan staggered to the ground, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

"Quiet down, all of you!"

Lu Chenshan had already gotten up at some point.

Step out.

In the blink of an eye, he was standing on the arena!

Immediately afterwards, Long Yuan and Huo Yuejun landed at the same time.

Three Grandmasters of the Fifth Rank stood side by side.

A terrifying pressure, like a mountain collapsing, enveloped the entire area.

In the huge martial arts school, you could hear a pin drop in an instant.

Huo Yuejun glanced at Tie Zheng, who was slumped on the stage, and clicked his tongue twice: "This kid... he's fucking ruthless!"

Long Yuan first nodded to Jiang Feng, then strode over to Tie Zheng and bent down to place two fingers on his wrist.

A probe of true qi.

He slowly rose, his gaze sweeping across the entire room, and said in a deep voice, "What he just took was the evil cult drug, Blood God Pill."

"The blood still churns with the savage power of the drug!"

"This Tie Zheng is a member of a cult!"

"boom!"

These words shocked the entire audience!

"What?! Tie Zheng is a member of a cult?!"

"No wonder! No wonder he turned into that monstrous shape just now!"

"No wonder he went from a good-for-nothing to a genius! Turns out he joined a cult!"

"This guy... damn it!"

Public opinion has been completely reversed.

No one expected this.

This highly anticipated accident is exactly the ending that someone lurking in the shadows most wanted to see.

When a chess piece gets old, it should be broken on the chessboard.

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"impossible!"

Liu Yuyan's face turned pale, and she staggered back half a step.

"Impossible! I don't believe it!!"

How could a student I've taught for three years be a cult member?!

She absolutely doesn't believe it!

Just then, Ma Baoguo stormed onto the stage, pointing at her and launching into a tirade: "Liu Yuyan! How could you, a teacher, lay a hand on a student!"

"If anything happens to Jiang Feng, I'll kill you!"

After finishing his tirade, he quickly turned around and looked Jiang Feng up and down: "How are you? Are you hurt?"

Jiang Feng shook his head.

Below the stage, Xiao Wan Ning gazed at the figure slumped in a pool of blood, and thought of her younger brother who was still lying in a hospital bed.

The clenched fist slowly loosened.

Her eyes, however, were red.

Shen Weilan let out a long sigh of relief, a proud smile appearing on her lips.

My brother never lets me down.

In the midst of the noise, in a corner unnoticed by anyone.

Tie Qingshan and Mo Nianchu exchanged a glance, then quietly got up, preparing to slip away into the crowd.

On the arena, Long Yuan glanced at the two out of the corner of his eye.

Without making a sound, he gave a wink to several martial arts association staff members hiding in the shadows.

The group nodded slightly and quietly added their own.

Unaware that a tail had already followed them.