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The white light dappled down, like the first rays of dawn. The Bone Tempering and Body Refining Technique was activated in this radiance, like the overture to an ancient symphony, stirring and solemn.

Ye Chu's body seemed to transform into the most greedy energy center in the world, endlessly devouring the surrounding spiritual energy, through the wondrous trajectory of the Bone Tempering and Body Refining Technique.

Directing this essence to the limbs and bones, every inch of skin and every bone emits a faint humming sound under the nourishment of this power.

In an instant, endless white light burst forth, like the first rays of dawn breaking in the sky, almost dyeing the heavens a bright brilliance.

Accompanying this was a terrifying pressure that suddenly expanded, like a flash flood, spreading uncontrollably in all directions.

This force, like a raging sea, surged towards Yao Qianwei wave after wave, each wave containing the power to shake mountains and rivers.

Faced with this situation, Yao Qianwei knew that he could not afford to lose in front of Luo Shengdao. His eyes narrowed slightly, his expression was solemn and iron-like, and his body exuded a fighting spirit that could not be underestimated.

At this critical juncture, he naturally dared not hold back in the slightest and was prepared to go all out.

At this moment, Yao Qianwei lowered his voice and let out a deep and powerful roar, as if a sleeping lion had been disturbed for no reason.

"Young man, your talent is indeed remarkable, but remember, do not let this talent become a source of arrogance and conceit."

As a martial arts master, Yao Qianwei possessed an unyielding pride that should not be underestimated.

However, in this world full of powerful people, he had to hide his arrogance when facing those high-ranking figures.

Like a spark in the cold night, silent yet resilient.

But at this moment, facing Ye Chu, this young junior, Yao Qianwei's heart couldn't help but stir.

He was secretly astonished that Ye Chu, at such a young age, already possessed astonishing strength that was in no way inferior to that of a seasoned martial artist.

No wonder he was able to drive the Shao family to a dead end, ultimately leading to their tragic end of family ruin and death.

Ye Chu's potential and strength have been fully revealed in this turbulent situation, forcing people to re-evaluate the weight of this young upstart.

In an instant, the surprise in Yao Qianwei's heart was like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, fleeting and replaced by a cold smile.

He was as clear-headed as a mirror, knowing full well that Ye Chu's life was not something he could easily shake, and that letting him leave unscathed was something Luo Shengdao was even more unwilling to do.

Thus, a perfect plan quietly sprouted in his mind—to severely injure Ye Chu to the brink of life and death, but not to sever the foundation of his martial arts path.

This strategy not only prevents Wu Hongdao and Yang Xiao from becoming enraged by Ye Chu's injury and launching a military attack, but also saves Luo Shengdao some face, as he had previously suffered a humiliating defeat at Ye Chu's hands and harbors deep resentment. This plan demonstrates both ingenuity and ruthlessness, truly killing two birds with one stone.

With his thoughts settled, Yao Qianwei slowly clenched his fist with one hand, and softly uttered a series of profound and difficult-to-understand incantations. The air seemed to tremble slightly as the incantations were spoken, and an ominous aura quietly spread.

Immediately, Yao Qianwei's aura surged dramatically, like a powerful gale of a grandmaster, sharp and terrifying, inspiring fear and making one's scalp tingle involuntarily.

In an instant, a dense black aura swept outwards, like dark clouds pressing down overhead, almost completely engulfing the leaping flames below. Dark clouds gathered all around, thunder roared, and the world seemed shrouded in a thick haze, exuding an apocalyptic sense of oppression and desolation.

Witnessing this scene, Luo Shengdao's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. He turned his head slightly and gave Wu Hongdao beside him a knowing look.

Wu Hongdao frowned, letting out a disdainful snort. Then, the two figures blurred, disappearing like streaks of light, clearing a wide battlefield for Yao Qianwei and Ye Chu to fight.

"Black Panther Thrust, Swift!"

Yao Qianyi let out a deep shout that resounded through the sky. His right palm suddenly transformed into an incomparably sharp hand blade, carrying a resolute air, pointing directly at where Ye Chu was.

In an instant, a torrent of violent energy surged into his arm, and a black luster seemed to flow across his hand blade, like a black panther lurking in the night, poised to strike, concealing deadly intent.

Immediately afterwards, a wild aura originating from ancient times surged forth, and the illusion of a black panther condensed and took shape within the qi.

It let out a deafening roar, like the furious howl of an ancient monster that transcended time and space, shaking every inch of space.

It sent chills down one's spine, as if a terrifying monster had descended from the void, intending to tear this world apart.

"kill!"

Yao Qianwei's eyes flashed with a resolute light, and the single word he uttered seemed to contain endless murderous intent.

Before the words were even finished, the giant black leopard, which had gathered all the violent energy, seemed to break free of its restraints and, with unstoppable force, pierced through the sky, carrying with it a wave of destruction.

It surged and spread in all directions, stirring up a fierce storm, determined to turn all obstacles into dust.

"Hmm? Not going all out?"

Ye Chu's eyes narrowed slightly, and a chilling killing intent quietly spread out, like a ghost in the dark night, silent yet deadly.

How could Yao Qianwei know that Ye Chu, with his miraculous "Qi-transformed eyes," had already seen every subtle change in the flow of Qi and blood within his body?

Just like a wise man who can see into people's hearts, every surge of blood and qi in Yao Qianwei's body could not escape Ye Chu's discerning eyes.

"Since you still don't consider me an opponent, don't blame me for being ruthless in my next move!"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Chu's body trembled, as if a mountain was about to collapse, and an overwhelming aura suddenly erupted.

"Dragon Shaking Fist!"

Ye Chu uttered these three short but powerful words, and his fist suddenly swung out. It was as if, at this moment, he had become a messenger connecting heaven and earth, awakening the power of the heavens that had been sleeping in ancient legends.

In an instant, dark clouds churned in the sky, a gale howled, and a huge dragon-shaped fist imprint emerged from the chaos.

The dragon-shaped fist imprint was incredibly majestic, with each scale shimmering with a breathtaking light, as if a true dragon had descended from the heavens, carrying a magnificent aura that could tear the sky apart, shocking everyone present.

This scene is like the most magnificent painting in nature, or the most awe-inspiring poem in the world, inspiring awe and making one dare not look directly at it.

Upon witnessing this scene, Yao Qianwei was slightly taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"This... is actually the ultimate martial art that shakes the Dragon Gate?"

He muttered to himself that Yao Qianwei had never truly taken Ye Chu seriously from beginning to end.

Therefore, he never expected that Ye Chu would actually possess such a secret technique as the Shaking Dragon Fist.

However, what shocked him even more was that

Ye Chu's mastery of the Shaking Dragon Fist has reached such an astonishing level.